A Bowl of Herbal Stew

By Fadzli Hassan

This work of poetry started when when the author was fifteen in 1998. He had been thinking about starting a diary, but the thought of writing everything out in continuous prose didn’t appeal to him then. So he challenged himself to write his thoughts out – in verse.

Out of the 400++ poems he had written, he has selected fifty for publication that he hopes would resonate with a lot of people. Let it be said that this book is his attempt to not let life get in the way, but to fully embrace it.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fadzli Hassan
• Release date: Jun 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310096426

Fadzli Hassan

Currently a mechanical engineering lecturer at the diploma level.Dabbles with writing in my spare time.

Book preview

Life on the Streets

Love

I'm falling in love

As the sun goes down

Down this lonely town

Life

I'm living my life

As the rain falls on me

As the leaves fall from the tree

For no matter what comes

For no matter what goes

Life is the sun

Of all that we know

We've got one life to live

We've got a short time to breathe

It don't have to last forever

Living life on the streets

Hope 

I'm swimming in hope

As the winds do blow

On the plants that grow

Words

Set you free like the birds

Flying up so high

Way up in the sky

For no matter what comes

For no matter what goes

Life is the sum

Of all that we know

We've got one life to live

We've got a short time to breathe

It don't have to last forever

Living life on the streets

I know it's hard not to fall apart

When the rain falls on you

But you have a friend who loves you to the end

No matter what you do

Fly

I finally can fly

I know someday I will know

As the river flows

For no matter what comes

For no matter what goes

Life is the sum

Of all that we know

We've got one life to live

We've got a short time to breathe

It don't have to last forever

Living life on the streets

For no matter what comes

For no matter what goes

Life is the sum

Of all that we know

Put an end to your grief

You've got a reason to live

It don't have to last forever

Living life on the streets

It don't have to last forever

Living life on the streets

Theatre of Dreams

And so we stepped onto the stage

A play of hope, joy, misery and rage

As we danced across with graceful curls

We twirled away to the rhythm of the world

The music stopped.

We stepped away from the spotlight

We walked down into the darkest night

Feeling nothing but tears and fears

Never knowing when danger should come near

Rain fell.

We huddled in fear; we shivered away

We started praying for the light of day

We craned our heads up into the sky

Then we slumped to our