MelJayNarayPoems: May 2014

Friday 30 May 2014

The incredible campaign that is helping raise awareness of suicide and promoting a message of hope – a beacon of light through the dark...

“Legacy of Find Mike"

Listening – the gift shown by a man who was willing to hear

Emotion- freely flowing, clearing through the smear

Grace – captured at the heart of the this act of benevolence

Altruism- extending beyond and leaving a trail of evidence

Compassion- underpinning subsequent actions, a constant theme

Yourself- the ability to be this with enhanced self-esteem

Openness – breaking through the barriers that kept things closed and hidden

Finding – discoveries of hope and spirits that are passionate and driven

Friendship – built on solid ground, they shall be lifelong, enduring, eternal

Inspiration- that extends into the world through mediums virtual

New- outlooks, knowledge, perspectives and conceptions are woven

Directions – doors that were shut tight now begin to open

Mike – a name that has become an adjective, a quality

Ideas- limitless, innovative, they fuel the future odyssey

Kindness- to show this has become our united endeavour

Endings- surely give way to new beginnings that will last forever?

By Melanie Jay Narayanasamy

For more information on the “Find Mike” campaign please visit:

http://www.rethink.org/get-involved/campaigns/finding-mike-synopsis

To watch the inspiring campaign film, please visit:

Monday 26 May 2014

The failing instructions to a poorly mind

By Melanie Jay Narayanasamy

Tell me to pull myself together and I end up in knots and tangles

Tell me to see the light and you blow out my fragile candles

Tell me to snap out of it and I end up with breakages and fractures

Tell me to paint on a smile and I become an actor

Tell me to move on and I end up closer to the edge,

Tell me to promise to get better and I’ll make a dishonest pledge

Tell me to lighten up and the weight turns into a heavier burden

Tell me to think of those less fortunate and my mind does worsen

Tell me it’s nothing serious, and it becomes quite critical

Tell me it’s all in my mind even though I feel it in my heart and places physical

Tell me to “cheer up, it might never happen” when it’s already occurred

Tell me you’re listening, when your ears are closed and haven’t heard

Tell me that in your day, you “just got on with it”, and I will see no future

Tell me to get up, stand tall and walk and I fall deeper into stupor

Tell me to go outside into the world and I become alien in a fruitless endeavour

Tell me these failing instructions and this robot will malfunction under pressure