Cycle of Blessings

Earn money honestly
Is to
Sell hard work
Sell perspiration
Sell skills
Sell time
A problem solver attitude
Motivated to solve problem
Learn life skills
Bless fishing rod to younger generations

Adding legacy to society
Leaving good legacy to future generations
Helps the society
Strengthen the poor and weak
Bless fishing rod to them
They bless others
Glorifying the Creator

Blessings overflow the society
As governments and people bless one another
The cycle of blessings
Blessed societies
Blessed cities
Blessed provinces
Blessed countries
Creator’s hands of blessings


Inspiration On: Wednesday, 13 November 3013 at 6:30pm
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 16 November 2013 at 2pm

Since young, I have been hearing about my grandparents’ hard works. How they earn income as restaurant dish cleaner. Gradually, they turn into entrepreneurs and bless their villagers. My parents also work hard and I have seen it since young. This really shaped my thinking and actions though I still gullible and taken advantage. Thank God this poetry overflows now.

Cat, Dog & Baby Mouse

Cat
Waits at the mouse’s hole
Waiting to play with the mouse
Makes fun of the mouse
Poke and itch the mouse
Laughter covers the room
Shouts of help fill the house
Cat laughs at baby mouse’s demise

Dog
Labours the baby mouse
Smells the baby mouse
Cares the baby mouse
Plays with baby mouse
Laughter fills the house
Disciplines baby mouse
Guard baby mouse’s wrong actions
Learning as backbone mother

Mouse
Cute ears pop out
Makes fun of cat
Pokes and itch the cat
With a mischievous smile
Pulls the cat’s hairy legs as the cat changes clothing
Runs around the house
Jumps around the house
Taking off clothing to shower
Showing his sexy naked body with a pose
Misbehaviour turns to obedience once dog appears


Inspiration On: Monday, 4 November 2013 at 11:20pm
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 5 November 2013 at 2:20am

The cat refers to my husband, dog refers to me, and baby mouse refers to my son. Influenced with the Tom & Jerry cartoon shown by his dad, he keeps on saying he is the mouse, his dad is the cat and I am the dog. Normally, his dad and I notice his cute pop out ears like a mouse’s ears. So I summed up everyone’s perspectives in this poetry. Thanks for reading my poetry and hope you all enjoy this.

Ocean of Woe

Drifting aimlessly
On the vast ocean
Ocean of life’s troubles
Ocean of woes
Floating around sorrowfully
Nowhere to go
Wondering
Feeling lonely
Hoping to find
A destination
An island
Island of team-ship rather than competition

Passing by many islands
Many islands reject after squeezing me
Give! Give! Give!
All these drain enthusiasm in me
Wearing me out
Where is the island?
The island of mutual understanding and respect
Not the dead sea island

Where is the island?
The island where I can rest
The island of mutual understanding and respect
The island of truthfulness
The island of complementing mutual needs


Inspiration On: Tuesday, 8 October 2013 at 9:51pm
Inspiration On: Thursday, 10 October 2013 at 12:18pm

Whenever failed attempts of finding a full time job after having a child for more than three years, I feel downcast. Am I drifting aimlessly in my job search? I wish to support my parents financially. Whenever there is time, I surf the Internet at home and reply to emails and comments due to financial restriction. Some bosses squeezed me and refused to pay me the little income for the work I have done. Making excuses and even empty promises. Only consider their own interests without considering employees’ needs. These really kill my enthusiasm in my work. Don’t I need to eat? Can’t I earn a living? Their motto is their own benefit. When they want to train me, they say beautiful words.

Mobile Phone Camera

Facing camera lens of mobile phone
Fingers brush over golden dyed hair
Tidying his hairstyle
To look cool and presentable

Mirror is frozen at home
As mirror sleeps waiting
The return of its owner
Lonely of its master’s touch

Old things are cast aside and discarded
New stuff constantly goes along
Until it fades into old and rusty
With another new one replaces its current status


Inspiration On: Monday, 16 September 2013 from 10:34am to 10:42am

A man was sitting beside me looking at himself using his iPhone camera lens as mirror to tidy his hair. This intrigues me to write poetry then second stanza enters my imagination with third stanza is my conclusion.

Migraine Relapse

Muscle tightness
Tied to the max
Unbearable
Needles poking inside
My skull
Electric Shock inside
My skull

Pain runs through my body
Pain begins from shoulder-ache
Runs through my neck
Into the neurons of my brain
Pain in between my pelvic and thigh
Paralyze my whole body system
Onto my bed
Prevent me from work

Prevent me
From awake
Drowsiness sets in
Doze to dreamland


Inspiration On: Saturday, 14 September 2013 from 8am to 10:29pm

Upon waking up in the morning, my neck and shoulder pain led my migraine to paralyze my whole being. Thankfully my helper massaged my shoulder and I returned to sleep.

At night, I have been scratching my head to remember what I had done yesterday. Buying forty pieces of 250gsm papers and other drawing tools. Then I met my friend whose age is close to my mother’s age. Dragging myself to accompany her to Chinatown who asked me to do so. She wanted to go to Canada and was afraid of money changer people bully her. First, we scanned through buildings for cheap luggage locks. Next, we went to money changer. Finally, she decided to eat at the hawker centre. Glad to send her to the MRT station.

Carrying backpack with the drawing tools inside my bag. Left hand hold the papers. Passing by Blue Max video shop, I was attracted to buy four Veggie Tales DVDs and other anime DVDs and VCDs. My journey ended as I boarded bus home. Realizing my own fault for forcing myself to do more than I can do.

Worse Than Salted Fish

Washer >
Uh!
Such an awful puke smell
Worse than salted fish
That pair of black socks
Ended in net box socks
For a week
Sometimes more than a week
Oh no!
Its puke smell is
Worse than salted fish
Unbearable
My poor nose
But I have to endure
I should endure
To fulfill my responsibility
Months pass
A year pass

Me >
One day
Sniff! Sniff!
Salted fish?
Worse than salted fish
Searching its source
Following the puke smell
Leading me into the kitchen
In between kitchen and bathroom
Such an awful smell
Flying from the net box
For putting socks
A pair of black socks
Oh! It’s my husband’s socks

Washer >
Confess the low frequency to wash
A pair of my husband’s socks
Worse than salted fish

Me >
Should have told me earlier
Immediately tell my hubby to daily wash his
Pair of socks by putting into
That net box socks
But it fall into deaf ears
Conclude to helper to daily collect his socks
Two days pass by
One night explain the killing puke smell
Days pass by with daily socks collection
One day
He drops his own socks
Relieved


Inspiration On: Friday, 23 August 2013 at 11:12pm
Inspiration On: Saturday, 24 August 2013 at 9:11am

Finally, today is the first day my husband takes out his socks and drops it into its washing box. But my happiness was only last for one day.

Open Doors

Out of sudden
Open doors
Doors of opportunities
Are laid out
At my sight

Feeling lost
Analyse every door
Lost in confusion
Fear creeps in
Pray to the Lord
Seeking His guidance

All door close
Except one door
Glistening lights
Beaming out gradually
Out of that door
A pointing hand points into
That glistening door
Leading my path

A path I will be going
Without knowing this path
With my Lord’s protection and care
His rod and staff comfort me


Inspiration On: Tuesday, 16 July 2013 at 3:34am to 4:01am

As I was thinking of my career path, the first stanza’s image appeared in my mind. There have been so many companies are looking for a full-time employee. When I apply for another position according to my interest, fear crept in of many job confirmation replies. Later on, there was a notion to apply job and leave the rest to God. So I sent my resume to a few companies.

Tongue’s Traffic Light

Red light appears
Brake tongue pedestal
Time to keep quiet
Red light dispels

Orange light appears
Slight brake tongue
Time to warn confidant
Orange light disappears

Green light appears
Running tongue
Ticking with certain time
Short period to express words
Before green light hides

Return to orange light
Back to red light


Inspiration On: Saturday, 13 July 2013 from 12:49am to 1:07am

The idea of keeping our mouths quiet at a period of time prevents us from coming trouble. And the time to warn those who needs warning and when to say out our opinions. Traffic light seems that the best analogy and metaphor. Upon writing it down, the above poetry flowed out of my imagination.

Fly Infinitely

Words are jumping around
Words pop out
Flying words pass by

The seeds of Words
The seeds of faith
Birth out
More words juice out of
The fruits of
The seeds of words
Playing
Echoing
In my heart and mind
As I
Fly with words of poetry
Dabble in words of poetry
Play with words of poetry
Fly in the clouds of poetry

Fly . . . in . . . the midst of
Poetry
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
My Lord Jesus Christ
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Living the Bible
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Observations
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
The Truth
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Muse
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Analysis
Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly . . . in
Living in this life

Fly . . . Fly . . . Fly
Flutter . . . Flutter . . . Flutter
Infinitely


Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 6 July 2013 at 1:30am

The image of me flying in the midst of the clouds of poetry gave me the sense of freedom of expressions and release of emotions.

Lost Heart

Rejection
Loneliness
Fear
Failure
Inflict pain
Into the
Abyss
Of our
Inner
Hearts
Souls
Core beings

Heart is
Lost in the maze
The maze of life

Though time heals the pain
Scar is etched forever
Forever reminding
Forever
Remind


Inspiration On: Monday, 10 June 2013 at 3:32am
Inspiration Ends On: Wednesday, 12 June 2013 at 8:14pm

The words “Rejection Loneliness Fear Failure” invited the feeling of pain. Then my mind wondered in astonishment to analyze such words and feelings.