Poem: The Way I See The World
The Way I See The World
By Nurmujahidah binti Ismail
By Nurmujahidah binti Ismail
The way I see the world
How big it is! As far as my eyes can see
How lucky I am to be able to see what some of us may not be
By the roadside, the leaves are falling from the trees
At the park, children are running, carefree
You see, I’m just that lucky
The way I see the world
Fret not, I may not see her the same way you do
Compared to you, I see her from a different point of view
What’s pretty in my eyes may seem ugly to you
Nope! I’m not in the wrong, you aren’t too
The differences make the world a variety
Now I agree to really consider
That beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
The world is now at the tip of my fingers
That is how the world I see daily
No need to have big bucks to be there in reality
Click click click, puff! Appear everything before my eyes
No matter how big, no matter how small
From the smallest to the biggest unknowns become clear on the screen
How atoms gather to become materials
To the different ginormous galaxies that are still a mystery
Daily gratefulness is what I preach
Every day people keep asking for ‘The Tea’
Competing to be the first to convey the darkest secrets of Mr A and Mrs B
The fact that adrenaline rush is addictive, so hard to resist
Not caring on how ruined someone’s life might be
As long as this heart gets what it wants, a fake glory
People say eyes are the window to the soul,
Be Careful though coz other people also say
What you see with your eyes may not be the truth you’re seeking for
When I am at the highest, seeing how small people are down there
They also see how small I am at the top
I’m older and wiser now that I can understand both sides better
The thinnest line between the real truths and ultimate lies
They do exist no matter how hard we deny
Tick tick tick, the time is ticking continuously
Oh no! I’ve got a lot more to know, much more to see
‘I’m overwhelmed!’ is what my brain is telling me
‘I’m tired!’ My eyes begging me to stop
I close my eyes at the end of the day
Knowing a lot more waiting for me tomorrow
How big it is! As far as my eyes can see
How lucky I am to be able to see what some of us may not be
By the roadside, the leaves are falling from the trees
At the park, children are running, carefree
You see, I’m just that lucky
The way I see the world
Fret not, I may not see her the same way you do
Compared to you, I see her from a different point of view
What’s pretty in my eyes may seem ugly to you
Nope! I’m not in the wrong, you aren’t too
The differences make the world a variety
Now I agree to really consider
That beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
The world is now at the tip of my fingers
That is how the world I see daily
No need to have big bucks to be there in reality
Click click click, puff! Appear everything before my eyes
No matter how big, no matter how small
From the smallest to the biggest unknowns become clear on the screen
How atoms gather to become materials
To the different ginormous galaxies that are still a mystery
Daily gratefulness is what I preach
Every day people keep asking for ‘The Tea’
Competing to be the first to convey the darkest secrets of Mr A and Mrs B
The fact that adrenaline rush is addictive, so hard to resist
Not caring on how ruined someone’s life might be
As long as this heart gets what it wants, a fake glory
People say eyes are the window to the soul,
Be Careful though coz other people also say
What you see with your eyes may not be the truth you’re seeking for
When I am at the highest, seeing how small people are down there
They also see how small I am at the top
I’m older and wiser now that I can understand both sides better
The thinnest line between the real truths and ultimate lies
They do exist no matter how hard we deny
Tick tick tick, the time is ticking continuously
Oh no! I’ve got a lot more to know, much more to see
‘I’m overwhelmed!’ is what my brain is telling me
‘I’m tired!’ My eyes begging me to stop
I close my eyes at the end of the day
Knowing a lot more waiting for me tomorrow
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