My All

By Farzleen Fadzil Khan

My love for poetry began when I was gifted a diary for my twelfth birthday. Having spent almost 20 years in the PR/advertising line, I mustered the courage and left the nine-to-five world to focus more on poetry writing. With over seventy poems in my personal collection, I hope to inspire young women to go on a journey of self-discovery while expressing themselves through the power of creativity.

In this maiden collection, I delve into a personal account of lifes epic shortfalls and how I find strength to let go, love again, and live whole-heartedly.

If you have been moved or inspired by this work, let me know through [e-mail].

Copyright Farzleen F. Khan, 2017

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing Singapore
• Release date: Aug 23, 2017
• ISBN: 9781543742978

Farzleen Fadzil Khan

Farzleen Fadzil Khan graduated from Western Michigan University, Kalamazoo USA with a Bachelors in Arts and Sciences majoring in English - Practical Writing Emphasis. She also minored in Interpersonal Communications. Having served as a key lead and as an editorial board member of Malaysia Airlines' inflight magazine, Going Places for 9 years (2006-2015), her love for poetry strengthened further during her years travelling for work and leisure. Farzleen continues to write for travel sites particularly zafigo.com and she is working on a 2nd collection of poems.

Book preview

All or Nothing

I don’t want to be

Anything

Anymore

I don’t want to be

Everything

You adore

I don’t want to be

Burdened alone

Or be condoned

I don’t want to be

Cast aside

Arms opened wide

I don’t want to be

Lucid from pain

Angry and faint

I don’t want to be

Glad when sad

Lost is all I had

Behind Steel Bars

Doubtfulness that stands to dissolution

repercussions of solidity tranquils

Remains unforgiven

incurred sense of notoriousness

Despises The Mood to Reinvent

The Most out of the Handicapped

Disembarking on a Safeway to Heaven…

Resuming Dead a Significant

Dosage of Crime

Where the Convicted

Resigns Hope

And convenes to a new route

of standing behind steel bars

and developing new skills to be closer

to his Creator before the End

Been There, Did Nothing

I was there

Was fully aware

Did I care?

Pftt… ask if u dare

I was stern

Wasn’t my concern

Fixed stubborn

Pftt… go ahead, burn

I was clear

Not to stay near

Never to veer

Seeing a tear

I was blunt

Wise up, not run

Was that fun?

Wake up, there’s the sun

Celebrating You!

Child, you’re such a Bewilder

Boisterous at 2, You’re a Gleeful Wonder

A joy to have, to hold on dearly to forever

What was much an anticipated wait

Before you came, I couldn’t hold back pass the hospital gate

Now eyes all aglow, you’re always there for a Playdate

You’ll get up when you’re down

But keep your feet bound solid to the ground

You’ll get there somehow, dream big - It’ll all come around

You’ve been given this life to shape

All it takes is guts, to make not break

That’s the rule of thumb, for His sake

Keep in mind, I will always be near

To steer you clear from woe and fear

Cos I love you to bits, that’s the truth for sure

A Gift to Give

It doesn’t cost a penny

It hardly costs a life

It doesn’t hold you captive

Or make you lose a fight

It doesn’t end all awry

It isn’t a juggling act

It doesn’t build terror

Or let you drown in debt

It doesn’t need permission

It seldom gets repaid

It isn’t something you ponder

Should cruelty rear its ugly head

It makes up for bad times

It often clads you in pleasure

It isn’t just words written on paper

Or a misfortune less to discover

It’s kindness truest to grandeur

It’s gratitude often misread

It’s what you do now or later

It’s giving -