Sunday, September 21, 2008


Always it trembles when my eyes are closed,
My stomach churns,
My hands feel cold.

All around me eyes filled with fear,
In search for Calm that doesn't appear.

Frantic murmurs of prayers are heard,
Appeal of heart, soul and word,
Few things evoke such diligence,
As when in a plane through turbulence.


Mas Light said...


Anonymous said...

A nice take.

Rozella said...

Me like. :) You write real well.

Nick Phillips said...

Just dropping by to wish you a Selamat Hari Raya ...