Everyone has escalating demands
Laundry shouts at me
Wash! Spin! Dry! Hang!
Computer seeks my attention
Emails are calling out to me
Open ME! Read ME!
Child also seek immediate attention
Play with ME! Accompany ME!
Husband expects more
Manage the household! Manage others!
Parents expect serving them
Give immediate help
In laws expect control over me
Jobs providence come
Freelance work client seeks attention
Put client the first
Self-expectation desire to excel in life
Fall short of all
Life’s workload bogs me down
True friends come into my life
Angels lift me up
Confusion is cleared
See with more clarity
Agree to disagree
Learn to speak indirectly
Inspiration On: Saturday, 26 April 2014 at 3:35am
Revised On: Monday, 30 January 2017 at 10:30pm
It began with the first third and eleventh stanza. As I return back to revise further, I pour out more of my overwhelming feelings. Thus the title change from “Life’s workload bogs me down” to “Life’s demands and expectations”. Wish you all have good days and thank you.
Awake from pain
Awake through pain
Awake in pain
To see a person’s true colours
To separate the truth from lies
To realize own mistakes
Admit own mistakes
Only to be treated as scapegoat
Others throw their mistakes onto me
Letting others control over my life
Let them go by walking away
Enable me to be in control of own emotions
Speaking up to assert myself
Speaking up to create own boundary
Speaking up to stand up for others
Living in continuum pain
Seeking God’s healing
Live to please my Lord
Inspiration On: Monday, 28 April 2014 at 4:50am
Revised On: Monday, 30 January 2017 at 9:30pm
Everyday’s pain in dealing with people births out this poetry. I learn to realise of my own weaknesses and to stand up for my family and myself. Wish you all have good days and thank you.
Left and right
Intentionally slip his butt
Sitting up and down
Seat going up
Leaning with back
Falls onto his knees
Inspiration On: Thursday, 20 March 2014 at 4:30pm
Edited On: Monday, 30 January 2017 at 7:14pm
I was bringing my son to watch movie “Mr. Peabody & Sherman”. He had a hard time sitting quietly. In the end, he he moved his body around and stood up. My maid attempted to let him sit but to no avail. Thus he had a fall from the chair. Everybody laughed at him. Wish you all have good days and thank you.
A good news for the autistic where the author able to be featured at the huffpost for his story for the children. This enlivens my depressed spirit and hopes this news bring hope to the crushed hearts.
Colin’s words can be summed up as follows: