An Open Door

Deep inside feel screwed
For being distracted by people
Difficult people put obstacles
Along my pathways
Learning to say no

My Lord doesn’t forget me
Opening the media door
Through His favour
From a school founder
Sponsor my study

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Inspiration On: Tuesday, 8 March 2016

I call to the admin of an animation school, to check from the system that the school sponsors me so I do not need to tick on any payment mode. I just need to post all the grant documents and the school’s registration form to them. Finally, I post it then I submit its softcopy via email. When I check from the website, the total payable school fee for the three parts is $650. I feel so speechless and thankful to God.
Betty Lim to inform me that she can’t meet me tomorrow due to rushing her writing. She is also distracted by people. Why is there similarities between us? So I’m thinking to go to her house to get my voice recorder back.

Wish you all have good days and thank you.

An Open Door

An Open Door

Deep inside feel screwed
For being distracted by people
Difficult people put obstacles
Along my pathways
Learning to say no

My Lord doesn’t forget me
Opening the media door
Through His favour
From a school founder
Sponsor my study

Inspiration On: Tuesday, 8 March 2016

I call to the admin of an animation school, to check from the system that the school sponsors me so I do not need to tick on any payment mode. I just need to post all the grant documents and the school’s registration form to them. Finally, I post it then I submit its softcopy via email. When I check from the website, the total payable school fee for the three parts is $650. I feel so speechless and thankful to God.
Betty Lim to inform me that she can’t meet me tomorrow due to rushing her writing. She is also distracted by people. Why is there similarities between us? So I’m thinking to go to her house to get my voice recorder back.

Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Daunt Flaunt Haunt Taunt

Haunted by the past
Daunted by the future
Taunted by those who know-it-all
Can’t stand those who flaunt arrogantly

Is life full of the haunted past pains?
Do future life is daunted with fear?
Why do we are taunted by others?
Who want to be flaunted?

No wonder the world is full of hurts.

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Inspiration On: Friday, 29 November 2013 at 9:40pm
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 7 August 2014 at 1:38pm

Toni Andrukaitis’ email of concern helps me to work on my writing block. Her recent post What the heck Wednesday helps me to get up again. Flipping to my writing blocks, more inspiration comes through past experiences and my fear feelings of the future. Thank you, Toni, for your concern. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Dread Weighing Machine

Unlike normal girls
Unusual among the common girls
I have the tendency of
Avoiding weighing machine most of the time
Dreading of
Standing on the weighing machine

Standing on the weighing machine
Dreads me all the time
Insecure feeling sips in
Fearing escalating weight
Tearing me apart
That’s me

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Inspiration On: Thursday, 9 January 2014 at 3:14am

Recently, I begin to lose weight and look slimmer. As I recount my feelings, this poetry is birthed out with the last two lines of the first stanza. I hope all of you enjoy my poetry and to give me your comments and opinions.

Slip Trip

I slip
I trip

Avoiding splashes from running vehicles
Lightning flashes bomb me with fear

Paralyze my movement
Tantalize my breathing speed

Mind blanks out
Find heartbeat escalate

See the bus shelter
Bee hides under it

Rushing towards my destination
Dashing pass the trees

Almost fall into the drain
Within one feet distance
Rubber shoes stop me
Straining toes heavily to the ground

The black yellow bee seems grinning
Upheaval embarrassment is blushing my face

And the bus comes waving goodbye to the bee
As the bee slips its tiny feet against the wet pole
Knocks and trips onto the wet ground

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Inspiration On: Wednesday, 18 December 2013 from 7:25pm to 8:26pm

It was raining heavily and observing the raindrops on the road. Afraid of tripping myself, I walked slowly towards the bus stop. This experience births out the rhyming words, let my imagination runs wild and playing with English words in my vocabulary memory.

How to Conserve Preserve Reserve

Earth’s reserve decreases with the increase of high rise sky building
Now, preserve earth community is alerted of the terrible disaster for the
Need to conserve forests to save earth

Conserve earth by budding seeds to grow a new
Reserve to populate the lost greenery
Preserve trees through recycling

Recycle process in the factory to preserve earth
Won’t the pollution affect the reserve’s growth?
Since pollution is hazardous, how to conserve the earth’s and people’s
health?

What is solution to eliminate pollution?
How is pollution removed from recycle?
Bow to manual labours may solves this

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Inspiration On: Monday, 21 October 2013 at 6:03pm
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday, 26 October 2013 at 3:50am

Unexpectedly, “reserve preserve conserve” inspired me that it can be a rhyme. As my poetry flowed out, the “how” captured my attention and “bow” birthed out. Finally, I rearranged the three rhyming words and decided to include “how”.

Mentor Tormentor

Agony during
Trials Of tribulations
Stabbing sharp knives
Lashing hurts and pain
Deeply into hearts and minds
Most mentors behave like
Crazy tormentors towards disciple

Do tormentors hate disciple who make mistakes?
Are mentors tormented before when making mistakes?

Lamenting mentors remember tormenting days
Turn into tormentors once receiving disciples
Mentors, do you enjoy tormenting disciples?
Tormentors, why do you choose to be so?
Mentors, do you ever wish to be
Tormentors during tormenting days?

Doesn’t the agony tormentors’ mindset need to be eliminated?
To be effective mentors to guide disciples and/or students

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Inspiration On: Friday, 23 August 2013 at 7:33pm
Inspiration On: Tuesday, 24 September 2013 at 10:11pm

Upon reading Pat Cegan’s poetry at http://patcegan.wordpress.com/2013/08/23/making-my-own-mistakes/ , a concept popped out to express most circumstances that most mentors
are tormentors. But no words could describe until the last day of inspiration.

Turtle and Hare

Turtle brisk on the sandy beach
Hurtle on the grass is the hare

As the peaceful turtle brisk to nest its eggs into the sands
But hare anxiously hurtle to escape from the hunter

Blast from the dart gun but
Last bullet shoots into bun on picnic mat

Though most grasses bust into
Tiny particles of green dust

Safely the hare runs before the jungle
Bravely sneer the hunter before it fades from his sight

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Inspiration On: Saturday, 22 June 2013 at 10:12am
Inspiration Ends On: Friday, 28 June 2013 at 12:08am

Inspired from the words, “turtle hurtle” and “bust dust”. Gradually, my imagination ran wild and thank God to help me to find the right words.

Dave Cave

Where is Dave?
There in a cave

Dave is in the
Cave playing with bats

Bats swirl around Dave as their
Fats touch Dave’s skin

This chill Dave to freak out
Abruptly fill the cave with shriek

Randomly throws fruits
Messing the cave with star fruits

Bats dart towards the fallen fruits
One by one left Dave for star fruits

A lone ranger
Alone in the corner

Dave feels safe to
Save own life

Dash toward exit
Rush forward swiftly

Quickly return home
Gaspingly report to mother

Fearful of bats
Cave full of fruits

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Inspiration On: Friday, 7 June 2013 at 3am
Inspiration Ends On: Saturday 8 June 2013 at 3:08am

When I thought the name of “Dave”, it rhymes with “cave”. Then my imagination began to run wild.

Beat Bad Weather

Sharp scolding
Loud howling
Scolding the rain
Howling the rain
To halt
Because they
Postpone his outing
Disrupt his outing

Kick towards the thunder
Kick towards the lightning
Kick towards the rain
Punch! Punch!
Kick! Kick!
Punch! Punch!
Kick! Kick!
Against
The bad weather.

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Inspiration On: Thursday, 25 April 2013 from 3:33pm
Inspiration Ends On: Thursday, 25 April 2013 at 9:18pm

My son was unhappy because thunder and rain postponed his outing. Though he was impatient, this may teach him about patience. Unexpectedly, his reactions became the source of my inspiration. First paragraph is told from my perspective, but second paragraph is told from his perspective when he commented he kick against the thunder. Definitely, he was unhappy and vented his anger towards the bad weather. All I told him was to wait.