Muddy Spectacle

Questioning Mister’s childcare visitation
Enquiring the necessary certificates
Share her investigation to me
Who is working

Husband returns home
Visit the childcare again
Ensuring vacancy
Staff points out his wife comes

Once I return home
Husband shares the necessary certificates
Asks my visitation to childcare
Huh is my reaction

Confront own mother
Who feels embarrassed for being too honest
Embarrassed to be misunderstood as my husband’s wife
Metaphorically comment the staff wearing
Muddy and cloudy spectacle

Many questions arise
The mister’s needs of the marriage certificates
What is his motive to say so?
Something smells fishy


Inspiration On: Tuesday, 24 November 2015

In the morning, I’m surprised to hear mother informs me on Huey’s sudden report. Last night, my son told her that his dad’s mother is scared to come here. She is scared that my dad will call the police to catch her. Such a strange remark. Why must she says such things to a kid?!

Though the office is tidy, I don’t find neat enough. Labeling the adapters. Tidying the cables. Neatly I place my added stuffs onto the compartments. It feels so good and able to concentrate in my work.

In the afternoon, mum calls me about the nearby childcare. It is confirmed my husband goes there. She is sure due to asking my husband’s surname. Birth certificate with parents identity cards are needed. The day he attempted to rob the marriage certificate means he is planning something.

In the evening, my husband sends me a text message that Huey’s assessment is on this Saturday 9 o’clock morning. When I return home, he asks me whether I go to the childcare to ask. Because just now the childcare staff informs him that his wife asks about the required documents. I’m astonished. During dinner time, I tell mum about it. She laughs for the staff to mistakes her as my husband’s wife. Why must she makes it so obvious to check on my husband? It’s good for her to investigate. Too bad she makes it so blunt and direct. In fact, she can be a good detective.

Wish you all have good days and thank you.

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Clean and Neat Freak

Clean freak
Neat freak
Tidy freak
Before doing work

Clean and tidy environment
Ease my heart
Feeling good
Thus work engine commence
Able to concentrate in the given task


Inspiration On: Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Though the office is tidy, I don’t find neat enough. Labeling the adapters. Tidying the
cables. Neatly I place my added stuffs onto the compartments. It feels so good and
able to concentrate in my work.


Wish you all have good days and thank you.

Frustration Button

Unbearable scattered stuffs
Is enough to
Push the frustration button
In me.
Once the button is pressed,
My mind and body synchronize
To tidy the messiness.


Inspiration On: Sunday, 10 February 2013 at 12:42am

Oh! Sometimes the remote control holder was messy caused by my family members had the tendency to drop anything into it such as pen, pencil, rubber, etc. Furthermore, my son’s stuffs were scattered in my room and even the living room.

After The End Of The Day

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

Tidy Perfectionist

The more I observe myself
The more I can not understand myself
Why am I on fire?

Cluttering objects on the tables
Vexing my sight, my feeling of displeasure
Compelling my hands to action!

My mind keeps on whirling
Wondering, questioning, and mulling over my sleeplessness
Tidy perfectionist is the answer.


Inspiration On: Sunday, 14 October 2012 at 2am

Whenever I see the house is in the mess, I can not stand the mess. Though my toddler and other people who place the stuffs, it is an unbearable sight for me when it is not in proper order. So I often tidy the house in the middle of the night.