Arid Wilderness

Living in the couch
Nothing in the nothingness
Arid wilderness is scorching
Scorching the love within
Resulting
Desert and dry hearts
Empty hearts
Craving and Wailing for love

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Inspiration On: Sunday, 22 December 2013 at 11:25pm
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 21 April 2014 at 3:22am

This poetry began with the picture of wilderness birthing three lines of words. After referring to it again, more inspirations flowed out birthing out the final epic of the hurting people. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Mother’s Extreme Cares

Lemon juice no sugar
She pour sugar into it
Worried of me having stomach gastric
But I have no such problem
Sour food doesn’t taste sour to me
But her taste bud taste sour sensitively

Baggy t-shirts is awful to her
Destroying her sight seeing
But it feels good to me
Especially windy days
Wind enters into the t-shirts
Cooling to the body
Might as well she hides in the room

Nags to dry my hair
After my shower
Nags to dry to my hair
Before I left home
Nags, nags, nags
Nags like a rewinding tape
Nags like a parrot

Oh, my ears are tired
But have to endure and learning to correct her gently
Her nagging concern

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Inspiration On: Monday, 14 October 2013 at 1:17am
Inspiration Ends On: Wednesday, 15 October 2013 at 11:51pm

My mother is extremely caring. But she tends to do things her way of concern in her point of view. Going through this, I learnt something valuable. Rather than concern with own point of view, I need to understand the recipients’ needs. Everyone has own needs and perspective as long as it didn’t compromise God’s Words.

Little Manager

Dry your hair.
Sit here.
Play with me.

Take this.
For you.

Mum carries the groceries;
Dad carries me.

[Offering Grand-Uncle a cup of tea]
[Waited for him to finish sipping]
[Wear him his cap then wear mine]
Please accompany me to playground.

[Pull uncle’s hand]
Sit on the floor.
Let’s play Lego.

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Inspiration On: Tuesday, 22 January 2013 at 7:15pm
Inspiration Ends On: Wednesday, 23 January 2013 at 1:11am

During dinner, my toddler told me to dry my hair because of wet hair after shower. Knowing my limitation not being able to carry him, he suggested me to carry the groceries so that his dad can carry him. My husband answered him that his hands were full while I held his hand. My cousin who stayed a few nights in my house were requested to accompany him to play and even bring his playground. The above inspirations are written from his voice and point of view.

宝宝的衣服 Clothes

衣服 吧衣服晾干 衣服 吧衣服晾干 衣服 吧衣服晾干 然后呢？ 然后呢？ 给宝宝穿上 穿衣服 穿裤子 穿衣服 穿裤子 给你穿啊 我可爱的宝宝!

Clothing Let the clothing dry Clothing Let the clothing dry Clothing Let the clothing dry And then? And then? Let you wear Wear clothes Wear pants Wear clothes Wear pants Letting you wear My little cute chubby baby!

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Inspiration On: Thursday, 29 December 2011 at 1pm
Friday, 30 December, 2011 at 2:40pm

On Thursday afternoon, while I was letting my baby to look outside the window to see the streets, he happened to turn right to observe his clothes being dried on a pole out of the kitchen window. Suddenly, the inspiration came, “衣服 吧衣服晾干 衣服 吧衣服晾干 衣服 吧衣服晾干”

And the next day, the remaining above inspiration came to me. My baby had a good laugh.