0517

I felt the streams as I indulge the beauty
The beauty I have just known now.
I was mesmerized by the heat of the sun
And how it has calmed me down.

I am the ocean waiting
And at last, I can strike into the depths of the bigger ocean
I can jive in the rhythm of waiting
While holding on to its steel foundation.

It was so deep and I can never hold it
I was bursting into tears, not from my eyes
And seeing the rain fall, I can no longer hide
A dream cherished until it lasts.

The salt of the sea melts me down like igneous rocks
And it scattered through the deepest abyss
And was poisoned to death
Until it seems it has no breath.

The raging seas and its sword were about to come
And they extended their stay
And it was so cold like a summer breeze
Like the neap tides raging until dawn.

The sky pours down it tears
And it fell into blast but an absolute hymn
And the flood came, washing out every memory
There, I have forgotten my entity.

031724

As I look to the skies, I see the stars
Waving their light
In the vastness of their own universe.

In the mirror, I talk to myself —
“I see your scars and you’re messed up…
You’re tired and everything’s heavy.”

I tried to close my eyes
Where it’s just me and You —
You who always believed in me.

You say,
“I see your scars and yet I love you…
I know you’re tired but I have you.”

When I try to quit,
You say, “Quitting is not an option.”
Your love is enough; at the Cross, I surrender.

Who am I to be numb?
When Your love was the only hope I cling to…
Who am I not to love you back?
When Your love was the reason of my existence?

I found myself alone
With the fountain of fears
I sprinkled myself with good thoughts
People smiling, picture-perfect scenes.

I turned red
There was an instant adrenaline rush
My nerves collide with my veins
With an absence of scientific basis.

The smoke grips me
My eyes got blurred
Colour fades and turned black.

My left hand was drowned
Magnets pushed me
Towards the semi-steel
And wooden handler.

I saw the light
And my eyes was brought to halt.

(6/30/14 @xirlleelang)

071816 #03:35PM #Rob

Every glimpse makes a poetry,
With no words to express,
Sometimes, it tells the story.

Never did I imagine
That I'll write you a love song,
Then words meet their infinity
Until I wasn't able to count every page ripped.

And when my heart was about to drown,
Even in dreams, I had some thoughts of you --
Of you, telling me to fly,
Head held high
To see glitters of blued sky.

And so I asked the Author,
"Is this true love?"
"Is it worth waiting for?"

Seeing you
Is a picture of my future.
Being with you
Would be an ultimate mixed emotions,
I waited for too long,
Until the ending became a new beginning.

And if it's really love,
Never would I want to unlearn it.
It's more than just crazy emotions,
More than feelings disguised.

With this, my faith says,
"I trust the Author,
And that makes me love you more.
I love you coz He first loved me."

091622

The rain emptied its heavy heart,
And all of them get their crowns in white
Their robes contrast with mine
While some hold their golden wands.

I look up to the sky and begged it to stay still
But the waters wanna bless
The dry coarse land we’re treading in.
And everyone was so thrilled to dance in the rain
To relish their breaks and take pleasure in their poise.

I stood aside seeing their joyful faces
But my heart was also gloomy as I search from within.
Everyone started to leave
And I was one of those who are left with their remnants.

My head is downcast as the rain pours
And I felt discouraged and rejected for a while.
I took what is left with me,
And before they eliminate the printout,
Before everyone else embark on their preceding steps,
There I am – having my moment.

I had no chance to put up a smile
And I stroll with tears
That is about to fall
But as I try to compose myself,
I have to overcome myself again and again.

Even if grief buries my face,
Something sparkly assaults me from within —
That there was someone else who watches over me
Who always claps at me
When no one else does.

Someone up there is granting me courage
Who knows how I worked hard
Until I set foot at this very moment.

And while nobody else compliments me,
He who knows me best says,
“You’ve done a great job.”

From a heavy heart this sunrise,
My sunset was moved by praise.
Here I am calling this day a triumph
And praying for those whom God told me to intervene for.

I knew that I don’t always get the outcomes that I expect,
But He who started my foundations
Will soon bring me to the finish line.
And I will continue to run this race —
Looking at the Gem of my heart.

Truly, humility comes before honor
And honor and praise only belong to my King —
To my King who sees my afflictions
Whether in sorrow or joy,
Let me serve you
With all of my heart, strength, mind, and soul.

022217

Build me with Your woven Words
Of a truth, of assurance, of hope, of confidence.
Build me and I am destroyed --
Let my fortified walls collapse
Let the Throne be Yours
Let the aesthetic boast Your sovereignty
As I become dignified
By Your coming glory.

Build me again, for now, I refuse not
Build me now w/ Your own battlement
May I not hide anymore
And so I welcome You as I open the gate
Let me enter unto Your rest.

Let me not be ashamed of my Designer --
A Jewish Carpenter who left the Throne of Heaven.
There's no god greater than you
Even Zeus can hold no power
No other Greek gods can sustain You.
Legends and historic beings may increase in numbers
But You alone, the Beholder of everything --
The Beholder of my being.

I'm not a skyscraper
The curtain wall was a display of Your affection
The facade was Your intricate details
It was Your design -- from inside out.

It's never been a theory, but of truth
Of how "Form follows Function" has fed my soul --
Dying inside without purpose
But there, I found my worth
In the Cross, You defeated death
It has no power, it has no pride.

I was told w/ pages of history
Marked with blots of the blood
Of those who later on contributed
To the land's freedom and victory.
But all those flags of advancement & uttered security,
They're all fair black in the background of mystery.

I can see myself waving another flag in white
As I wait for the coming of the Giver of Life
I can wait til forever has come to pass
Until the only Hero, I ever saluted will face me at last.

I can easily be broken or damaged --
It seems I am fragile
And so I let Your hands mold me
I let Your love fills me
Complete me, finish me.

I am still in the process,
"It is finished," I heard Your voice
The melody of pain yet gain in the resurrection
Finished -- but I am still in the process
I am still a BUILDING to be built
And I can only boast of one thing:
That You are my BUILDER.

Oh Lord, deliver me from sickness
In Your stripes, I then am healed
You are my Salvation
In You, I keep my trust
In You, I cling on
Until forever
With Your everlasting love.

Oh Lord, let this tears be wiped
Let my soul sing Your glory
For even at this hour
Of waiting,
Of own journey of preparation
I look up to You.

You are my confidence
My reason for being still
For You're my God alone
My Deliverer, my Redeemer.

It's You indeed
Who brought me to life
Therefore, You are my life.

040116

I stole not the show
But regret was never on my mind,
Papa's life, I know how vital it is
And so I'd rather be caught
Than his breath, dark be brought.
Who am I?

I can feel my bursting nerves
My belly's waves, shrinking to their own cause.
Holding the nurse's hands, I'm screaming
But the other cry was a memory of existence.
Who am I?

I don't have enough
So I turned my nights into mornings.
Unfair life is, I get persecuted all day long.
I work not for one, but two or more
How I wish I had the chance to get back at school,
For now I learned, time was never an inch of today.
Who am I?

Who am I but the a laborer of the world,
I shut down moments in order to grasp air,
Mess was not my name, though rest was a misfortune
Let me, oh let me follow the heart of the Greater One.

My labor was never in vain,
For I salute my Master.
I may be nobody but a simple laborer,
But who I am is whose I am,
And now I know what matters most,
**For my identity was never my entity.

031224
2:20PM/ SM

I long for this very day —
You’ll sing me lullabies
You’ll welcome me to Your rest
Where You prepared a room for me.

I long for the tears to be wiped away
For every spoken word to be heard firsthand.
And Your throne of majesty will satisfy my eyes,
Your presence and greatness, no more a picture.

I long for the glory to come,
For every heart to beat for You —
To bring glory not just in knees
But to see You face to face.

I long for Your return
Not just a visit to my broken soul,
My weary heart awaits for you…
And I’ll wait patiently —
Patiently waiting for You.

072716

Sometimes, I get confused w/ life's bearings
How to verify Your location
And how to conform to Your standards.

Sometimes, I found myself disoriented.
But whenever I change my route,
You're already ahead of me –The date of approval
Became as accurate as who You are.

You're the Compass of my True North,
And so You set my boundary lines,
You have set me apart –
Subdividing those aggregates & compartments in me.

I wanna get lost only in Your arms,
And never will I get lost again.

It was as fast as the northern leaves falling
Along with the winter breeze
The window was at a high altitude
And I can smell the crispiness of the coffee bean.

It was another strange coffee break
At first, I thought the clouds hindered me
From seeing you
But they're so soft and smooth to the touch --
Touched by the very eyes of fierce look.

I saw green pastures everywhere
As if it has never experienced any famine
As if the clouds are always present
To boast out their shades
And there I knew, that we were almost there.

There were no drops that lingered on the waters
Like debris or ashes of the ones who first got their defaults
It was a loss to their existence
That they rathered ****** themselves
And there was the loss of words
As they shuttered their doors and windows.

I foresee the upcoming thought
That this iron barrier shall set me free
From any fear that arises from within
Whenever I think that I'm about to fall
But to sail was never a choice to be made
In these lateral movements that were never in shell
He that rescuing the cry,
The hunger has died
And death itself was known to its end.

I felt my feet having wrinkles from waiting
And my ears heard murmurs of tiredness of being
My mouth was shut, never devoured by any words
Nor any mischiefs
For once I thought,
I was there
But I'm ready to leave with no second thought.