Tuesday, May 17, 2016

One Fine Night



In one fine night of phantasm
The stars are twinkling in your orbs
Radiance of the moon shines in you
There, I see you in my figment

In still the wave touches my feet
While the breeze are my companion
With your might you walk towards me
As I’m waiting for the sunrise

Then I see one piece in frontage
Like clock on wall slowly ticking
My heart race as I saw tulip
And with the voice of you I sink

‘Cause you’re so calm like the ocean
I wonder why you are still cool
While I’m caught up in much trembling
But with your grin my dread fade

As our hands gently intertwine
I hear tide chanting our love song
Emotion rises & soul sync
It persuade us to our romance

And now I’m near to the climax
The novel didn’t turn out good
As I wish that everything’s true
Then maybe this night will not cease


Author's Note: I wrote this poem for my future husband though I still haven't meet him. Soon in God's perfect time. This is what I want for my honeymoon. ps.... waiting for you..

Friday, May 13, 2016

To Be Fool & Be Fooled


In my nefarious days of immaturity
The genuses I've encountered are unlike
As young as I am, so naive & unwary
Others are borne adeptly to break me


I've met a not so opulent tiger
My acquaintances want me to hit him
So I yield into the bait of horror
In his crib there my sorrow exploded


Further I've met an appealing puppy
The sweetest thing I've seen in my life
He's always on guard of protecting me
But sadly he disappeared like bubbles


So I just stick around to my childhood fox
The young fling that don't mean a thing to me
In his arms I've done unsavory things
And he's like sting poky killing my soul


Again I've met this crookedly lion

In his alluring words I was captivated
As gullible I am, fell into him
Now I reap in woe for he can't love me


In the fool's gold I remorse for slipping
Surely they don't brought me joy but heartaches
As my life continue I've ascertain
That only my Saviour warm fuzziest me


Authors note: The story of my foolishness towards guys. Now I am convicted to wait for the man whom God prepared for me.

Friday, May 6, 2016

The Butterfly Loves The Flower


In the small town called paradise
There was a lovely butterfly
Sure she has wings but cannot fly
Wolves in the forest delude her


Till the Sun destined her to meet
The adoring flower she'll love
In felicity & blue days
Butterfly have found confidant


The butterfly has deep regard
To the flower that the Sun gave
And she wants to emulate her
So she equipped her how to live


The flower took her to the castle
Living in luxurious moment
She felt cherish & security
And butterfly has blissful time


But things are momentarily
Like she can't force rain in summer
Or hasten snow in tropical place
Everything has fleeting away


'Cause the flower have found her prince
The anxiety overwhelmed her
Scared that they can't bond together
Hence felt jealous & castaway


Still she's grateful for the flower
Thus butterfly got enlightened
It's really the Sun who bathe her
And now the butterfly can fly





Author Note: I wrote this poem to Ate Mimi, my mentor. Whom I love in truth. This is the story of our friendship & I am thankful to God for her life. I love you ate Mimi.



Sunday, May 1, 2016

Poison In Your Blood



I am the blood of your flesh
A bambino as I am
Grew up in your dwelling place
You have brought me to distress

December gifts I don't have
Gold I don't received from you
Blusters of your frustration
And all of the clash we have

Not a week I don't see you
Drinking the poison you like
All the wage of your labor
Always end up in toxic

Sometimes I think I loathe you
In you, I felt so torment
All my cries of agony
My anguish of sensation

But you’re always be the father
The man I should not abhor
To love & not to leave you
And show compassion & care

You might say that you're hopeless
Indeed you are love by God
And this is all my prayers
That you may know our Saviour


Author's note: I wrote this poem for my father. I love you Father.

x

Friday, April 29, 2016

5 Seconds of Summer(Peom)


It started of the 2nd week of March
The breeze, the traffic sound & you're voice
Like the carrots on my salad I don't like
The climate changes so with your hair colour

Days of youth I overlook
Your songs I failed to hearken
The words that humanity talks
And now that I think of it

The way you strum bewitched me
Drum rolls that beats in my heart
And your gestures that make me beam
Still it's your lovely melody that I am so fond

It's the peak that enchanted me
The depths of the ocean
Blue skies that glows in you
So now I am drowning

You came for me to sing your love
But the heavens & earth are against on it
So you fly away & vow to come back shortly
Then you never assured me when

Weeks past & now it's summer
I'm sitting here at home
Thinking of all your whereabouts 
Again, I'm contended of watching you from afar


Authors Note: I wrote this poem for Luke, Michael, Calum & Ashton. This is the history of why I became their fan. I poured out all my appreciation to them on this poem & to their concert ticket I can't buy.