STRENGTH IN STILLNESS
The mountain does not need to move
To prove its heavy grace;
It holds the storm, it feels the groove,
Yet never leaves its place.
There is a power in the pause,
A lightning in the rest,
That follows deep and ancient laws
Within the quiet breast.
While others burn their fire fast
And scatter in the gale,
You build a strength designed to last
Behind the silver veil.
To stand unmoved when oceans rise
Is not a feat of will,
But seeing through the spirit’s eyes
That God is in the still.
Dateline:
12.35 Hrs
February 18, 2026
Shah Alam, Selangor DE
The King’s Horizon
Rumble of iron on an empty road,
Leaving behind the city’s heavy load.
No script to follow, no part to play,
Just the sun, the wind at the edge of the day.
Silence speaks louder than a crowded room,
Riding fast to chase away the gloom.
I’d rather wake where the coyote calls,
Than within the shadow of high city walls.
Keep it simple, the gear and the steel,
Just the raw, honest grip of the wheel.
No need for vanity, no phony show,
Just the freedom of where the road might go.
The dust, the engine, the open air,
Living for myself, answering to nobody there.
A quiet life in the middle of nowhere,
Simple joys that hurried minds rarely share.
Racing is living, the rest is just time,
Simple freedom—the ultimate rhyme.
Dateline:
12.41 AM
April 1, 2026
Shah Alam, Selangor DE, MALAYSIA
The Evening Is Nigh
The late noon sun has descended
Harkening to the call of the night
It’s hard to extend, the quarter day’s light
As what needs spoken is almost all said
The grass heaves a sigh of relief
As the scorching heat goes on a cooling
A fresh breeze steps up, to the uplifting
Of the spirit, put the test on this shift
So be aware of all the aliveness
Happening all around you in real time
For everything has its purpose
Happening like clockwork to a chime
Notice the birds are now silent and gone
They have had their share of provisions
They return to their nests, their own throne
They are amongst those, in submissions
Dateline:
6.51 PM,
March 23, 2026
Shah Alam, Selangor DE, MALAYSIA
The Unshaken Watch
To the hearts that hold fast when the horizon fails.
The river carves the stone away,
A slow erosion, day by day;
As colours leak from a weathered sky,
Some truths were meant to dim and die.
The blade of intent cuts clean and fast,
To sever the present from the past;
With deliberate strokes, the page is torn,
Some truths are buried to be reborn.
Yet stand unswayed against the gale,
For time is a weight that will not fail;
It takes a fortress in the mind
To wait for the light that time will find.
So hold the watch and keep the flame,
Though facts may drift or lose their name;
For beneath the shroud and the sudden blade,
A permanent foundation is being laid.
The clock will turn, the fog will part,
To prove the wisdom of the patient heart.
Dateline:
February 19, 2026
Shah Alam, Selangor DE
MALAYSIA
Song Of The Hidden Stream
Blessed are the few who roam,
Beneath the green, cathedral dome.
No boundary lines, no debts to pay,
They take only what is needed for the day.
The Penan, heart of the forest deep,
Where silent secrets they safely keep.
With blowpipe’s whisper and sago’s bread,
By the breath of the jungle quietly led.
True freedom walks in a single file,
A thousand miles from a forced smile.
But look at us—the “captured” crowd,
Swaddled in digital, heavy shroud.
The moment we cry, our names are caught,
In systems of labor, sold and bought.
We measure our worth in digits and bars,
Stifling our breath in iron cars.
It’s insidious, this slow decay,
As “The System” steals our lives away.
A quiet theft, a tightening ring,
Until we forget how to dance or sing.
They wake to the song of a hidden stream,
We wake to the alarm of a waking dream.
They are the wind, unmapped and free,
We are the slaves of certainty.
Oh, to walk with them, to lose the chain,
To be untamed by the modern reign.
Dateline:
10.22 PM,
March22, 2026
Shah Alam, Selangor Darul Eshsan
