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Sunday, February 03, 2008 8:30 PM

I have 2 weeks to recover. Heh.

I'm so free that I wrote a poem.

It used to be child’s play
To want for something
But then it became so hard
And you found yourself sliding, sliding

It was nothing out of place
Initially t’was not forbidden
But then it turned out to be
An accident waiting to happen

It was nothing extraordinary
But it wasn’t just a pretty face
Not a standout from the crowd
Just a different case

It seemed like an open music box
But the music might have skipped a beat
Like a child in a sweetshop
Delightful about something to eat

It was a game of hit and miss
All about finding a moment that was apt
Little did you know it was gonna
So quickly plunge into a cold snap

One moment you were walking on air
And the next the air freezes
You get caught in it helpless
With multiple grips and releases

Like a pestering sickness
Hot and cold takes all over
Cold such as that of ice
And hot like that of fire

The knots of emotion came undone
Disobedient to key and lock
You tried but couldn’t hold it
It was like those emotions ran amok

You met a beautiful coincidence
Not even knowing what it’s about
All because you just didn’t want to
Miss out.

Eh. How come it sounds emo. HAHAHA. I haven't written in a long time. And I used to write emo poems. LOL. Oh well.
Doesn't it sound like it's about you reading the poem itself? You just didn't want to miss out. Hahaha. (:

Heard another video sermon by Pastor Cho. He's superrrr funny la! Very POWERFUL man. He makes it sound so easy to heal people. Haha. I pray that my mum's cracked and swollen palms will be healed.

Time is spinning around
This earthly ground
Is crying for a real love

The world keeps moving on
Religion's walls
They blind our souls from seeing

You, only You can save my soul
All my brokenness made whole

God is real today
He's the only way
My heart says
God is real today
My rock of faith
Come what may
I still believe in You
I still believe in (You)

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