Crying Out

Here I am
Crying out to
With the right words
With the right vocabularies

On the paper

Click erase!
On the word document

Oh, Lord! 
Please help me!

Inspiration On: Tuesday, 9 September 2014 at 2:02pm to 2:05pm

When I need to write an email to ask for questions in a software, I am struggling to express myself with the right words. In the previous email, the responder didn’t seem to understand my questions. Living such life is stressful for me though I still persist. This often happen to me and I re-correct the words once or twice then I receive the answer. Hope this time works. Finally, it works. Wishing you all good days and thank you.

Sleep Walking

T-shirt pulls upwards with wrinkles
Scratching all over body without tuck in
Causing wind enters into stomach

Stomach pain due to wind
Dances all over the stomach wall happily
Unless fart to eliminate pain

Inspiration On: Tuesday, 22 April 2014 at 5:37am to 5:55am

My dear 45 months toddler was sleeping, but he still could feel itchy and scratch himself. It was a very surprising discovery. Unconsciously, we still feel itchy during sleep even hot and cold. I am still questioning why my toddler feels itchy at night? Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Wavy Ruler

A fifteen centimetre ruler
With wavy shape at
Its lower line
Grab onto it

Scritch! Scratch!
Scratching his itchy hair
Brush! Brush!
Combing his hair

Inspiration On: Tuesday, 18 June 2013 at 7:17pm
Inspiration Ends On: Wednesday, 19 June 2013 at 2:17am

My son used ruler to brush his hair. The lower ruler had a wavy shape so he interpreted it as comb.

Why? Why? Why?

Full of why?

Why again?

Are you
Full of

Why again?
Oh, my ears.
Scratching my head
Cracking my head
Cracking my brain
Oh, my brain.

Inspiration On: Saturday, 9 March 2013 at 3pm
Inspiration Ends On: Sunday, 10 March 2013 at 11:58am

My toddler has been asking lots of why since four months ago. Now, his ‘why’ questions are increasing in frequency until I’m rendered speechless and cracking my head. My ears do feel tired, but I try my best to answer it repeatedly.

Naughty Melvin

Scratch! Scratch!
Scratching wooden back door!
Looks guilty!
Splashes of water
Dodging to the left
Dodging to the right
Dodging splashes of water
And rushes out of the gate.
. . .
A few hours later,
His ears poke outside gate bar
Followed by
His face looks smiling
He shows his face courteously
As if it apologizes.
We welcome him again
To play together.

Inspiration On: Tuesday, 12 February 2013 at 3:11am

I told you all about my stray pet ‘Melvin’ in my previous poetry. This time is his naughty actions.

Intro Melvin

A furry body lengthens
A furry body thins
As it passes through the gate
With a beautiful and graceful walk.

Eyeing an opened window
It jumps into it
Scratching the trash bag
Screeching the trash bag
With its sharp teeth
With its sharp paws
Searching hungrily for food.

Once the kitchen door opens,
It is alerted and
Jumps out of the window
With stolen food at its mouth.

It is . . .
A black and white furry cat.
A hungry stray cat.
Let’s welcome him.
My stray pet.
A cute pet.

Inspiration On: Monday, 11 February 2013 at 1:17am

Think of a pet, I only own a chick. The above mentioned stray cat was my stray pet, which stole food from my family’s trash bag. That was how my family got to know him. Gradually, we feed him cat food and it stopped stealing. After it finished the food, we play together happily. We named it ‘Melvin’. This happened eight years ago during our stay in my uncle’s house.


Scritch! Scratch!
Scritch! Scratch!
Scratching head

Scritch! Scratch!
Scritch! Scratch!
Scratching hands

Scritch! Scratch!
Scritch! Scratch!
Scratching legs

Oh! So itchy!
Scritch! Scratch!
Oh! So itchy!
Scritch! Scratch!

Wipe . . . Wipe . . .
Perspire again
Wipe . . . Wipe . . .
Unstoppable perspiration
Due to running
Due to jumping
Due to climbing
Due to lots of movement.

Inspiration On: Saturday, 3 November 2012 at 1:24pm
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 5 November 2012 at 3:32pm

Observing my toddler who often scratches his hair and even his hands due to perspiration, the two words suddenly came upon me “Scritch! Scratch!” Then I put myself in his shoes to understand his itchy feeling. Next, I jumped back to my point of view to explain the reason of his itchiness.