Tag Archives: Paper

Money

Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm Leave a comment

Lack of money is worrying
Tons of money is also worrying
Turn money upside down
Erase middle letter
Depict wouah
WOAH is the simplified version
The worried feeling
Money causes woe
Money causes anxiety

Producing a new currency
Bit Coin attracts predators
Predators like sharks
Smell the new currency
Uses their knowledge to
Hack and steal the money

Money is valuable paper
Money are considered dangerous
Money blinds the eyes
Money is always at fault
The problem lies on the owner
Owner’s focus
Owner’s mindset
Owner’s heart
Owner’s priority sequence

Two choices of path
To earn money
Only one path to decide
Earn money honestly
Or earn dirty money

Inspiration On: Wednesday, 13 November 3013 at 6:41pm to 6:54pm
Inspiration Ends On: Friday, 22 November 2013 at 7:35pm

With my current situation looking for jobs and earn money makes me realize that lack of money is difficult. Then I realised that a wealthy family also have their worries from being robbed. Therefore, this poetry is birthed out.

Binding Ring Teeth

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Binding Ring Teeth

Binding Ring Teeth

Inspiration On: Thursday, 3 October 2013 at 12:43am
Inspiration Ends On: Tuesday, 8 October 2013 at 5:28pm

Whenever I am binding books, my thirty nine months son delights to observe my doings. First time, he named the binding ring as teeth. Accepting his naming convention, I’m inspired of journal this. Thanks for my ministry team to photograph and design this.

Reading Speed

Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 4 Comments

Glance, glance
Glance through
The paper
Full of texts

Read, read
Read through
The paper
Full of texts

Texts woven
Together
Texts
Woven
Knitted

Scroll, scroll
Read, read
Scroll, scroll
Scrolling down
The computer screen
Full of texts.

Thank the Lord
To bless me
This ability.
Praise His name
As I
Dedicated this to the
Readers and followers
Thank you
For your time
To read my poetry.

Words in a second
Words in a minute
Speed of reading
How fast is your
Reading speed?

Inspiration On: Monday, 6 May 2013 at 8:03pm to 11:05pm

Oh, Poetry Poetry

Free Verse, Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 5 Comments

Oh, poetry poetry
How do you define yourself?

You are crafted beautifully
Crafted with
Words of vocabularies
Strong words
Enough to
Capture
The readers’ attention
Penetrate
The readers’ heart.

You are crafted beautifully
Crafted with
Lines of separation
In the midst of
White space of paper.
In the midst of
White space of word document.

Inspiration On: Wednesday, 17 April 2013 from 3:45am to 5:26pm

The habit to enter bathroom before sleep suddenly, “Oh, poetry poetry How do you define yourself?” echo in my mind. Because I have been reading the bloggers’ poetry.

PULL and PULL!

Free Verse, Poetry 2 Comments

Pull! Pull!
Attempting to
Pull out the stuck paper
Paper is stuck in the printer
In the printer’s feeding roll.
Pull! Pull!
To no avail!
Pull! Pull!
To no avail!

Seek my husband
Who reaches home from work.
Minutes pass by
He calls me
He instructs me
He guides me
To
The printer location
To
Remove the stuck paper.
Pull! Pull!
Successfully.

I feel foolish
I feel ashamed
For my panic
Causing me
Can’t think
Anymore.
This incident
Plays repeatingly
In my mind
I feel foolish repeatingly
I feel ashamed repeatingly
Of my panic mind
Of my panic mind . . .

Inspiration On: Friday, 22 March 2013 at 10:42pm

I bought 250gsm paper and attempting to print my name card. At first, the printer refused to feed it so I called the printer’s brand model. The staff checked that the model laser printer can’t accept more than 163gsm paper. Then I bought 154gsm paper. The printer also refuses to feed it. After thrice attempts, the paper was feed in and stuck halfway. The rest incidents were explained and expressed at the above poetry.

Poetry & Illustration

Free Verse, Poetry 4 Comments

Dazing
Daydreaming
Imagination runs wild
Observing every surroundings
Ache
Agony
Anger
Arrogance
Longing
Jealousy
Hatred
Fighting
Hurt
Pain
Love
Joy
Passion
Zeal
Sacrifice
Prayer
Hope
Dreams

Emit out via

Nib of pen on a piece of paper
Line by line
Writing a poetry
Pictures from mind

Paper in the typewriter
Alphabets stick onto papers
Line by line
Writing a poetry

Computer keyboard
Jotting in poetry
Alphabet by alphabet
Word by word
Line by line.

Nib of pen on a piece of paper
Lines
Curves
Ovals
Triangles
Squares
Rectangles
Illustrating pictures

Drawing tablet
Lines
Curves
Ovals
Triangles
Squares
Rectangles
Illustrating pictures.

Inspiration On: Thursday, 7 March 2013 at 12:14am

I don’t know what is going on in my mind. I’m a visual person and often being tongue-tied when I’m panic. And now I’m writing poetry. I don’t know what God has in store for me. Weird. Every words begin to fall and drop into my mind. But I still thank God for this experience.

After The End Of The Day

Poetry, Rhyme / Rhythm 2 Comments

After the mid of the day
The sun wave goodbye
The moon takes over.

After the end of the day
The tidied table turns into
Messy table.
A table filled with toys.

After the end of the day
The neat floor turns into
Messy floor.
Floor covered with torn papers and toys.

After the end of the day
He needs to tidy his toys;
He needs to throw papers to recycle bin;
He brushes his teeth;
He changes to pyjamas;
He travels to a dream world
With a smile during sleep.

Inspiration On: Wednesday, 23 January 2013 at 1:25am
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 24 January 2013 at 3:46pm

Slip

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Slipping paper under the door
Slip into the room then out again
Slip in, slip out paper
None of us will add admit defeat
Slipping paper under the door

Slip in paper into room
Laughter burst out of the room door
Then the paper slips out
It is a continuum process we enjoy
Until baby shrieks admitting defeat

Inspiration On: Saturday, 2 June 2012 around 2pm
Revised On: Sunday, 3 June 2012 at 12:35pm

My twenty-three months toddler was in my mother’s room locking the door. Then I remembered last week that he did the paper slipping into my room through under the door. Upon noticing it, I kicked it out after I had taken my shower. I heard him laughing and continued the slipping and I also continued the kicking. Both of us had fun together.