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Joe Cole Nov 2014
So who is Sharina Salad?
Well she is Malaysian and a great writer
She was my mentor on another website
And but for her I probably wouldn't be writing now
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Sharina Saad Jun 2013
Heard a beeping sound
Followed by A very old Frank Sinatra’s song
My classmates’ heads turned
Who’s phone? who’s phone?
Less chaotic when the teacher glared
Everybody put their heads down
And checked their sophisticated mobile phones
Once again...
When the teacher wasn’t looking..
Mobile phones roamed in a dull classroom
Updating facebook status,
Uploading candid photos of a snoring friend
Copy pasting assignment
Text messaging and gossiping about their stern looking teacher
In the name of advanced technology
Mobile smartphones create the impossibles...
Beyond the blackboard and the four walls of the classroom
O o Frank Sinatra’s song again...
And everybody started looking...
The teacher grabbed her mobile phone
Tried to switch it off....
When students could own smartphones..
Who needs NOKIA from the old time zone....?

~ Sharina~
should have thrown my cellphone into the deep sea...
Sharina Saad Jul 2013
The true spirit of Ramadhan


Its not about thirst and hunger
Its not about starvation
from the hours of dawn till the hours of dusk
Its not about food paradise at Ramadan bazaar
and lavish preparation for Iftar...
The real purpose of fasting
is to attain righteousness
to behave righteously...
To See no evil
To Hear no evil
To Speak no evil
To Empty your stomach
so you'll feed your soul
reciting the holy book Al-Qur'an
for blessings..
The merciful will double the reward
more than your heart desires
fast for the sake of attaining to God
the true nature of fasting
Ramadhan ...observe it in its true spirit

~ Sharina~
Joe Cole Jan 2014
It's been raining all night long
As I was singing sad love songs
Look at the sky so dark and gloomy
The air so damp and warm and lazy

Looking out from my window
The streets were wet and sloppy as the rain came slowly and doggedly down
As though it had not even the spirit to pour
Thats exactly how I feel tonight... Sad, emotionless, empty and lonely

I pray for a little sunshine
Will there a little light at the end?
Will warmth once more fill my heart?
Banish sadness from my soul?
Bring new joy after long wet days
A new life, a new start for what has yet to come


Begone dark clouds of sadness
Begone wet cold begone
Welcome to this brand new life
Welcome a new beginning
Although the rain has played its part
The sun will warm the living

The storm has left my aching heart
No more sorrow, no more pain
Dark clouds have been lifted from my mind
By sunshine after rain
Joe Cole Sep 2015
It's been raining all night long
And I've been singing sad love songs
Looking at the sky so dark and gloomy
The air so wet and cold and hazy

Looking from my window
At the streets so wet and dreary
And the rain came slowly down
As though it had not the spirit to pour
That's exactly how I feel tonight
Sad, emotionless, empty, lonely

I pray for a little sunshine
For a new light at the end
For warmth once more to fill my heart
Banish sadness from my soul
To bring new joy after long wet days
Bring a new life, a new start
For what is yet to come

Begone dark clouds of sadness
Begone wet cold, begone
Welcome to a brand new life
Welcome a new beginning
Although the rain has played its part
The sun will warm the living

The sun has warmed my aching heart
No more sorrow, no more pain
Dark clouds have been lifted from my mind
By sunshine after rain
We all suffer from depression and dark thoughts from time to time
But above the darkest clouds the sun will always shine
Joe Cole Dec 2013
I went away but I never left you all those long years ago
I always kept your picture in the place next to my heart
You were mind to love and hold but I never took the chance
To fulfill my pledge to you and the promise of romance
Remember that time in the misty rain when we walked my south country hills
That beautiful rainbow as the sun shone through and you became my *** of gold
We stopped at a place called tranquillity and watched the seagulls soar
We talked of dragons and mermaids and tales of our yesteryears
In my mind I still see you, an angel emerging from the sea
You were mine, I was yours, it was our destiny
I remember the time when we held hands and talked of being a child again
How we dreamt of a ride on the freedom bus in search of a new promised land
Then came the day we were torn apart like a photograph ripped in two
One half being me, one half being you
I remember that dark and stormy night when I was lost for words
Now we will never experience the seasons together or another early morning walk
No more will we enjoy the country life or natures sweet beauty
No more will we listen to bird songs or sail on  a ship cross the sea
All I have left are the sweet memories, dreams of how it meant to be
I went away but never left you, you went away my love but I know in my heart that you also never left me
When Sharona and I were on another site we wrote numerous poems, this work is made up from titles an excerpts from many of those poems
Sharina Saad Jun 2013
When I was a kid
Mom combed my hair
and we sang Que sera sera
This was what she always said to me:
"Sharina Sharina what ever will be will be
The future you dont see..
but you are my pretty girl
please let me see..."
and she turned my head around
kissed my forehead and smiled...

When I was a teenager
I combed my hair every night
missing my mom's beautiful hands
as she brushed my hair gently
and softly said good night

When I turned to adulthood
I combed my hair daily still
making sure its healthy and perfect
and put a head scarf and covered it
My religion says beauty is not to reveal
My crowning glory is not a display
In this way I protected my dignity...

When I got married
The night my love uncovered my veil
Thanking me for saving my modesty
This crowning glory, this body and this soul
is made for him in the most sacred way...

Years have passed...
and now I am getting old...
still combing my hair before i turn in to bed...
my love is snoring on the bed
no longer eagerly waits...
and the hair brush is getting too hard
hurts the skin on my head
painfully brushing my crowning glory
in between the thinning curls
look what I've just found
Grey hair... ochh!!!
every women has to go through the painful process of aging. Ouchh!!!
Sharina Saad May 2013
They weighed me again today
freaking scared of my weight
heard them talk of controlling my diet
will minimize my food intake
will also get a vet to give me some pills
Oh everyone chill.. chill...

I am not fat,I am just a little cute
I am not obese, just a little heavy
I am just a little tired,
feeling dizzy of this obesity story
Excuse me...
May I get some rest and sleep?

I promise I will jump more
instead of lazying around
on mom's sofa...
I promise I will not be potato couch
avoid my favourite TV shows
and stop munching more Chipsmore
I promise I promise
I'd be your cutest cuddly Harry...
forever!

~ Sharina~
Harry is getting fat
Joe Cole Mar 2014
What is the best description of you?
I've lost the words to describe
What is the best way to thank you?
I've lost the right words to use

What is the best description of me?
You say you've lost the words to describe
What is the best way to thank me?
You say you've lost the right words to use

What is the best description of me?
You will re find the words to describe
What is the best way to thank me?
Well just use the words in your heart

Rina and Joe
Sharina Saad Jun 2013
I ask myself the question of what,
what do i want?
what is my wish?
I am almost out of words
To think of my wants
To encapsulate my wishes
Reviewing my too many wishes
Putting them together into view
My tantrums start, my head throbs
Too many wants,
too much headaches they say
But surprisingly...
I wish I have More wishes to come
After the review of the
too many wishes and too many wants
map my wishes and my wants together and view
****.. I am almost out of wishes
To Talk about my wants and wishes..
listen to the words there ,
I wish I want more wishes
~ Sharina~
Sharina Saad Jul 2013
Think of goodness not bad
Write words of happy not sad
Dream of sunlight not dark
Write words about bluebirds and larks
Think about mermaids not wolves
Dream about angels and love

Dream of swans bathing in the lake
butterflies dancing from tulips to daisies
Enjoy the warmth of the morning sun
Walk in the garden of daffodils
The sun is smiling till late noon
all birds are singing happily on trees...

Dream of Childrens laughter not tears
Think of safety not fears
The scent of the pinewoods not gas
The garden of Eden for us

Nightmares once in a while oh please...
hoping for a peaceful dream
where horses are white
the winding roads are cream
the whole world smile so wide..
the sea is never so deep..
and dream is beautiful and sweet.

By  Sharina and Joe
Sharina Saad Apr 2013
The doctor walked hurriedly ....
8 hours of sweat from the labor room
On the day When I was born
The doctor announced with smiles and joy, a GIRL!!
Yes I was born a girl, BIG MISTAKE!!!
not after long...
My Daddy’s world turned upside down..
Obviously something was wrong,
Daddy was unhappy,
He got the wrong baby...

My granddad was disgusted,
didn’t even glance at the baby cot
I tried to be the nicest, prettiest...
Forced my lips to curl sweetly only after a few minutes I was born
My effort was to no avail

Decided!! All they ever wished for
Was an heir to the throne
A baby boy I was not ...but I was born  a girl...
My grandma stood still, expressionless
My mom’s cries was louder than mine
Ohh!! What a day to start a New Life
Mercy me!! I  had just suffered a near death experience
At birth..
Please mercy my mom too...
She was never at fault to give birth to me...a baby girl..
Can you imagine what kind of journey it would be for me?
from one comfortable world into a new one?
from my mother’s condusive womb to this cruel reality of life?
I have just tried to open my  tiny little eyes
into a bright new world.
But painful journey down the birth canal
Was it worth?
My eyes see the instant hate and fear
As soon as I was casted at birth...
My family have rightfully claimed
I am not being fit as an heir to the throne..

By Sharina Saad
Sharina Saad Jun 2013
Driving at the highway
all the way up
Sending A child away
To pursue her dream
A daughter at a university
A Parent’s dream half fulfilled
Sleepless nights
Worrying for her safety
Sleep talking starts
The house seems so empty
Nightmares begin..
Waiting for a call..
She misses me?
Or my money more?
~ Sharina~
( dedicated to all parents sending your kids to public university TODAY. Sometimes money speaks louder than words and actions. ALL THE BEST WISHES)
Joe Cole Mar 2015
A collaboration between myself and Sharina Saad**

It's been raining all night long
And I've been singing sad love songs
Looking at the sky so dark and gloomy
The air so wet and cold and hazy

Looking from my window
At streets so wet and sloppy
And the rain came slowly down
As though it had not the spirit to pour
That's exactly how I feel tonight,
Sad, emotionless, empty, lonely

I pray for a little sunshine
For a new light at the end
For warmth once more to fill my heart
Banish sadness from my soul
Bring new joy after long wet days
Bring new life, a new start
For what is yet to come

Begone dark clouds of sadness
Begone wet cold begone
Welcome to a brand new life
Welcome a new beginning
Although the rain has played its part
The sun will warm the living

The storm has left my aching heart
No more sorrow, no more pain
Dark clouds have been lifted from my mind
By sunshine after rain
This was written by Sharina and myself several years ago and posted on another web site
Sharina Saad Apr 2013
nature abundance
do we care?
nature destruction
who we blame?
man VS nature
finger pointing
all talks but no action.

natural disaster
victims are tendered, sheltered
VVIPs and Victims posed for front page covers!!
Instant visits by Mr President
Overnight fames for mothers and fathers
children running naked in the spotlights…

Blessings in disguise…
***** and smelly kids being hugged and kissed
ohh its really cool to be Victims

Big cars, helicopters,
VVIPs in the limelight all of a sudden
all smiles, sitting and listening
sharing concern over massive destruction
donating a dollar or two...
empty promises...**** of innocence

fake is all fake
when MR. President is gone...
He’ll start counting the days for general election
What a big impression he made
Over a massive destruction

And Thank you innocent victims
If he wins... five years later
perhaps you'd meet him again?

He cares only for votes
Not the dust of disaster choking our throats
A few dollars here a few dollars there
Can cleans and purify stench ridden air
Is that shattered body a girls or a boys
No need to worry it could be a toy

By Sharina Saad
Sharina Saad Jun 2013
words are to be shared not kept
words of beauty, words of love
words of  nature are not just words
Unless its spoken or written down...
some talks words of romance and love
some talks on the god's creation and beauty of the sea
some words praise the winter, spring and summer..
words.. words of praise.. words of appreciations
words of beauty and words of heartfelt love...
we all depend on words no matter how we feel...
words only words that reflects our thoughts...
words only words that shares whats in the mind
some words are not easy..
some words are so simple..
some words are just sweet words...
Sweet words of love, devotion, words just meant for you
Words that remain unspoken but the message still gets through
Words to make you happy words to make you sad
Words that say I love you and words to make you glad
some words are from the deepest core of heart
some words are merely hearsay...
some words are too good to be true..
words too can pierce a heart
But the words don't come easy
They're hung on frozen
lips standing there
While the world's anticipating love
And the words don't come easy
Lady laughs a laughing tear and says
All we really need today are sweet words
but true...
buts words don't come that easy in this cold cold freezing night...
                        ~ sharina~
WORDS BROUGHT THE WORLD TO BE
WORDS ARE FOR ALL TO LIVE BY
Sharina Saad Jul 2013
Grandmama holds grandpapa's hands tightly
They are weak, they are cold, they are wrinkly...
What an ugly sight to see....
Unbelievable...
All the years that passed
It seems like just yesterday
when ...
The same hands holds hers
and ties her hand with a knot..
on that blissful wedding day
when she wears her diamond wedding ring..
so proud ...so gay...
two hands hold each other
never will let go of one or the other...

The same hands that carries
commitment and duties..
the solid sweet years spent...
The hand that used to be so strong
is numb... is dumb...
paralyses with time...

Salty tears drop on grandpapa's pillow
the silent tears of one faithful grandmama...
as she whispers.. "I LOVE YOU"...
to her snoring husband...
who no longer feels but seeks her existence...

Till death do us part.....

~Sharina~
Sharina Saad Apr 2013
Why has it happened?
we've only just met
Why has this happened to me
I know that you're betrothed just as I am
So why does this has to be
Asleep and awake I just see your face
A vision burnt into my mind
All this has occured from a meeting for drinks
When our eyes met for the first time

Was it the effect of a cup of coffee?
Was it your eyes? your smiles?
Enchanted I was... I couldn't hold my breath
Was it the innocent evening? Or perhaps
You have a motive from the start?
Now it seems like I couldn't get you
out of my head and in my vein there is
a blood of you...

Just thinking of you has my head in a whirl
Not sure of the thoughts in my head
No matter what happens from now
We both know someone's going to bet hurt
So do we end this thing now with one final bow
Or stand up and face the truth
I need yo so much as I know you need me
In what direction must we go

Let us not blame your eyes or mine
Let us not anger your smiles and mine
Let us not blame an evening
over a cup of coffee
two soul mates met and took a place
in each others heart...
To love is not to live
To love is not to die
To love is a destiny....
your destiny and mine....

By Sharina Saad

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