Core

Deep inside the core of
Our inner beings
Longing for 
Eternal love and full acceptance
In who we are

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Inspiration On: Tuesday, 9 September 2014 at 6pm

Many times, feelings are repressed in order not to hurt those whom we love. Living under others expectations are excruciatingly painful. Almost lost myself for caring too much. It is due to lack of boundary. They have overstepped my boundaries. Upon realizing this, I feel tired of not being heard. When I want to work on my ideas, they want me to find a full time job. When I want to find full time job and to postpone my marriage, they wants me to get married first. Ten months later, my son came into this world. My husband wants me not to work for three months. Three months into years. All I do I receiving project work. Neglecting my muse and ideas. Thereby, I am helpless and lack of income to provide for my parents. Feeling lost. Thank you for listening to me.

Voiceless

Brushing own opinion aside
Casting own voice away
Dragged by others’ decision
Am I voiceless?

Too caring?
Too concern?
Living in accordance to others’ voice
Am I voiceless?

Unwilling to hurt others’ feelings
But I am hurting inside
Alive but voiceless
Losing myself
Loneliness rule

Voicing out
Only to be rejected
Only to be misunderstood
Loneliness rule

Taken for granted?
Taken advantaged?
Loneliness rule
Am I voiceless?

Am I voiceless . . . ?
Are my opinions worthless?
Does ………
……. anybody
……………….. care?

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Inspiration On: Monday, 21 April 2014 from 12:45am to 4:38am

Current upheaval life from inside and outside rubbed salt into my past pain and worsened it deeply. Thus, such feelings evokes and birthing out this poetry. Wish you all have good days and thank you for reading my poetry.

Sandwich Life Sanctuary

Pressed tightly from both sides
Pressed from Left and right
Or
Pressed from Up and down
Heart turns to pancake
Mental anguish
Hurting inside
Hot inside
Clenching fists
Internal anger blasts out
Hurting tongues and everyone.

Protected from both sides
Protected from Left and right
Or
Protected from Up and down
Hearts feel protected
Mentally healthy
Safe inside
Love dwells
Inner peace radiates
Inner love reaches out to
Heal the hurting hearts.

Two extremes of family life.
Do we do so?

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Inspiration On: Sunday, 19 May 2013 at 8:08am
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 20 May 2013 at 2:20pm

Whenever I crossed the road with my husband and son, we let our son at the middle. This generally is a good safety. Suddenly, this concept also let me relate it with pancake. Pancake is baked where the liquid is poured onto a molten plate then presses it with another molten plate. It hurt my Tongue if I eat hot food and drinks. The idea of pancake is likened to people who lived in a difficult position. Anger may set in and dwells in those people if they are not careful with their hearts. It is too much for the people who give such people a hard time especially between spouse and in laws, between divorced couple. Mental anguish and depression is great for the one being the sandwich especially children.

Constant Nagging

A constant nagging
Deep inside
To finish a task

A constant nagging
Deep inside
Convicting own sin

A constant nagging
Deep inside
To avoid sin again

A constant nagging
Deep inside
To stay away from certain places.

A constant nagging
Deep inside
To do what is right.

A constant nagging
Deep inside
To stop living in the past

A constant nagging
Deep inside
To move forward with courage.

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Inspiration On: Wednesday, 15 May 2013 at 8:21pm
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 18 May 2013 at 1:35am

I wonder with the sudden words speaking to my mind, “A constant nagging”. Finally, the words flowed out.

Shrouded with Mystery

Dark shadow covers his face
Sitting on the glass armchair
Shrouded with mystery
Giving out mysterious aura
Intriguing curiosity
Basking interest
Though protecting
True identity
Feeling shy
Among crowds.
Hiding in the shadow
Hiding in the corner
Loneliness inside.

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Inspiration On: Friday, 9 November 2012 at 12:25am
Inspiration Ends On: Sunday, 11 November 2012 at 2:30pm

When I was imagining people with multiple identities, three words were ringing in my head, “shrouded with mystery.” The next day, other words flowed out and revised. Finally, the first and second lines are added to explain the picture in my mind.

Boiling Mountain

The mountain is full of boiling larva
It is full of accumulated hurtful words
A pain that is beyond description
The time of explosion hasn’t came
But it is still under control

Suddenly, the final end has come
Being wrongfully accused explodes the mountain
The mountain blasts out
Returning the hurtful words to the speaker

But it is not the end
The deep larva hasn’t came out
It is still there boiling deep inside the core of the mountain.

The mountain choose to stay calm
Not wanting to hurt the speaker
Though she is still in pain

She is waiting for the speaker to dig the core larva
But, he doesn’t seem to care
Doesn’t seem to understand
Doesn’t even to ask why
She is still hoping
Hoping he will do so

Blaming without cause
Wrongfully accused

Those cause the fire mountain to burst out
Then rain downpours the exploded larva
Though it can’t fully calm the larva, which is deep inside the core of the mountain.

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Inspiration On: Saturday, 04 June 2011