Rating: 6/10
Overall Thoughts
A book which highlights feelings of isolation, discrimination, and growing up being seen but not heard, 'Paracosm' is an honest, original and whimsical compilation of poetry and personal thoughts.
Through her writing, the young poet beautifully describes her complex and heartfelt relationship with her surroundings and happenings of the world. The beautiful visual art contained in the book is also something to admire and appreciate.
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After doing some research on the author, it was brought to my attention that the proceeds of sales from 'Paracosm' will be channeled to the Tun Suffian Foundation which awards scholarships to underprivileged high achievers in local and foreign universities. The author has a wonderful cause to serve, so grab a copy of this book to show some support!
Crowns
Perhaps the crown I wear
Is a little old fashioned.
With withered silver leaves
And wilted gold lilies
There are no diamonds
Or rubies.
While others wear
A crown of garnets
And jewels
Mine is an antique
Of ancient legend
With the stories of my ancestors
Now leaving me
To find my own story.
Because I am the ink
On these pages
And the inspiration
Of my own legend.
......
Failure
Without failure, you are no hero.
......
Dignity
Let others admire your beauty
as you preserve your dignity.
......
The Descendants of Tradition
For who we are
The ungrateful offsprings
Of our deceitful ancestors
Are we condemned
To follow their traditions and ways?
A narrow river
Has a shallow floor
A deep ocean
Will offer wonders which you must explore.
Because those you descend from the Sun
That does not make you a star
You choose your natural state
And be who you are.
......
Listening Ear
I cannot talk to anyone
because no one wants to listen,
nobody knows anything about me.
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Open Colours
Why do you see the surface
But not what is within
Your eyes are unfair judges
They are mirrors filled with sin
Dark colours displease them
Dark colours and strange religions
No cloud is the same shape
No garden has the same flowers
Yet they glow with beauty
They glow with pride
Beneath the skin
Same structures of bone
No matter who tries to destroy you
Know
That you will never fight alone.
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Genesis
Manners make a man
But passion makes a woman.
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Windows to the Soul
The eyes are windows to the soul
Showing expression
None would have known.
They can be dark
They can be light
The dark to immortalise beauty
The light to soothe the soul of another.
The cheeks, soft and white
Tinted rosy
Smooth gleaming light.
The lips
To touch another's
Expressing eternal love
Red as blood
Curved like cupid's bow.
Then the beauty curve
The frames the pearl teeth
A beautiful red curve
That is the finishing touch
Of every art.
......
Fire and Flame
The sirens will tell their children
Of the legendary girl
Who was once not more than a slave
Now
Her name is known by the world.
She was enslaved by her own fate
Growing in the poverty of compassion
Lost in a labyrinth of trepidation.
As her heart grew
So did her beauty
For her eyes were compasses
And her mind was the galaxies.
Powers of ice and flame embraced her
She was the religion of the mountains
A leader of gold and silver.
And all genuflected to her
As she walked with pride and elegance
A hero has come
They praised
And she need not be born
Of fire and flame.
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Unbearable
No one can feel how heavy my heart is,
how each beat makes it more unbearable.
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Individual Deeds
Sometimes the world is saved by only one good heart,
not a million strong arms.
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