Clearly I was mad
Very angry till I cried
I sealed my mouth tight
Trying hard to stay composed
Though I was burning inside.
Silently I prayed and wiped my tears
Swallowed my anger to avoid danger.
I could not let this outrage burst
Else, many might get hurt
(That was weak of me)
Pic : one of my painting ; acrylic on paper (blue series)
It seemed normal to reassure someone to be “strong” and “patient” in the face of adversity. Unfortunately, at times, those words caused even more pain.
-Idayu Maarof; The Doctor is Sick (2016)
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Those cheerful voices
Lifted my spirits
I may not be as good
But no one cares
True friends they are
Photo : view from my window, our everyday guest (Mr Bird)
*written after spending time with friends, my sisters from a long time