Mad painting

So i did my "mad" painting work and yet again blogged at a crazy timing and it just proved that I must be becoming an insomniac.


When the heat becomes too much for me,
You are the one I that depend on.
When it starts to get gloomy,
You are the one I depend on.
When it starts to get fine,
I put you aside.

The years went by,
Again and again, I depended on you when I am in need
Not realizing you're getting worn out.
I took you for granted
The stormy day came
I took you out
and realized what's wrong with you

So now,
take your deserved rest for all these years
For you're irreplaceable
You are one of a kind
You are my mother.


I came out with this sort of a poem thing while i was on the mrt, thinking about Mother's Day. Right then, I also thought about how my mom as been through with me all these years. Then I also remembered how my mom would always dye a hair black recently just to hide her grey hairs(shhh!), fall so easily asleep on the sofa while watching tv and it just daunted on me that she's no longer young (even though she's still young at heart).

I remembered the days that we played "police and thief", except that this time the police carries her baton-the cane that when we were a kid hates. Of course, no matter how nice a person is, he/she would surely have a time where they hate their mother for their naggyness etc...but there are also time where you appreciated them without really realizing it because we took them for granted.

All of us hate it when our parents reprimand us, however if we can look deeper, the only reason that majority of our parents scold us is because they love us and they really love us then what we all imagined. Besides, which parent on Earth don't love their own child? Even though there may be a generation gap between us and them, we have to remember that they're a parent for their first time! When we turned 5 years old, they're being a first time parent to a 5 year old, when we turned 13, it's also their first time being a parent of a 15 year old kid and so on. So therefore, all of us should be patient with them because they're still learning.

Have any of us wondered how life would be if your parents isn't around anymore?

No more free food that magically appears in the fridge, no one reminding you to sleep early, no one to force you to eat your fruits and veggie, no one to stand your tantrum when you really have to throw one, and no one to correct you when you're wrong when you're really wrong.

Humans are weird. We only learn how valuable is something that we detested and dread after it's gone. It's a common mistake that we all do because we never realize that one day they can just disappear from the face of the Earth without warning.
Perhaps the reason why there's such a thing called death in this world, is to teach us how to treasure the people around us because their lives aren't permanent.

Honor our parents no matter what.