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


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.

Two Wild Kittens

Two wild kittens
TEAR
Wrapping paper
Out of the
Large gift box
Shouting joyfully
Messing the floor
With
Torn pieces of paper
Scattered on the floor
Picking up the torn paper
One by one
Throwing it into trash bag

Assembling the toys
Seeking help to assemble
The kitchen set
Two kittens play heartily


Inspiration On: Saturday, 22 June 2013 at 2:54pm
Inspiration Ends On: Sunday, 23 June 2013 at 9:36pm

It is the day to celebrate my sonā€™s birthday. My niece helped him to open his birthday gift from her mum.

Tears of Hurt

Tears of grief
Tears of hating conflict
Tears of dislike to hurt
The need to confront
Someone who brags
Someone who lies
A jealous filled person
Driven by green eyes heart
My heart hurts for her
Before speaking to her
But without confront her lies
The more she stirs and messes my house

O Lord, You have heard
Heard her lies
You have heard my confidant’s advice
O Lord, You have heard Sennacherib’s blasphemies
You have delivered King Hezekiah from Sennacherib
Please, O Lord, deliver me from this braggart
Please, O Lord, guide my speech
Please, O Lord, rescue me from this mental anguish
Please, rescue me
Save me from this dilemma
Please tell me what I should do, O Lord
Her words are killing everyone
Her words are destroying everyone
I don’t want her to destroy my family

O Lord, I beseech Your guidance
For I trust in Your deliverance


Inspiration On: Tuesday, 16 July 2013 at 4:15am to 4:44am

My friend called and shared to me and asked me to write for her and ask what she should do. Though I was speechless, I put myself in her shoes, birth me this poetry. I feel speechless. This is her story, ā€œThe song ‘I Surrender’ by Celine Dion spoke to my heart and my tears of grief overflows to my Lord seeking His deliverance. Though I dislike the liar’s speeches and actions, the desire not to hurt her was laid bare to my Lord. My confidant suggested to me that it was time to confront the guest before the situation got out of hand. Those who disapprove her lies are my neighbour, helper and even a weekday beverage deliverer. But I still believe in God’s wisdom and Hand of guidance. My mind and heart is confused in what I should do.ā€ What should she do? Your feedback is most appreciated.ā€ This reminded me of 2 Kings 18:12-37 where King Hezekiah cried to the Lord of host.