The Iron lady

18 years of roller coaster ride
Tired and worn am I But still I need to move
To be the ironman For my folks to rely on
The comedian to add humour to their lives
The tears and loneliness have to be hidden
Beneath the mask of smiles and toughness
Friends only watch at the sidelines
And shoutout words of encouragement s
They didn't know I really need a shoulder to cry on
and a hand to give me an extra push
Everyone is deceived by my mask of happy laughter

How very much I would like to hole up in a corner and cry out loud
Seeing her frail body just tore my heart apart
Deep inside I knew she needs me more
I have to be strong..I need to be strong

Impossible is nothing

all things were seen impossible
for someone like me so vulnerable
with determination and positiveness
impossible is simply nothing

Goodbye my boy

You chose your path

Away from my arms

The world is tough

The nights are cold

The storms are thundery loud

Mornings are now quiet 

No repeated sounds of me brushing teeth

No morning greetings and whistles

Nor non-sensical chatters and screams

2 years have passed and the house still feels empty

The new peace is still awkwardly stale

Even The karang guni man asking

Where is that bird who keeps calling?

I pray daily

For God to guard your path

and be into His Loving Arms

The best is oversight

3 years back when i was feeling down, because i was overlooked for a promotion.  A good friend wrote this to encourage me. ;)

"Some streams run above,

Some below the earth.

The latter is sweet and fresh,

But it takes a little more time,

A little more patience,

Before the world knows

The best is oversight."

By Porphyras Wong

4 May 2010

The fallen log

The fallen tree from the logged forest cries

Where have my family gone?

The lavenders came and said

Fret not fallen log i will be your family from now on

Soon the daisies and the gerberas came along

the fallen log is lonely no more

the lonely paddler

The paddler paddle in the open sea

Along with the others on a sinking ship

The paddler paddle till his muscles trembles

Wondering why he is paddling hard while others aren't 

Looking around for a nearby ship
The paddler finally chose to abandon ship.

Mid life

The mid-life is here i have no fear,

For God is kind 

blessing me with friends who are kind

Though the path He paved

is filled with hidden mines

Every blast i stepped 

left me with a crippled mind

Angels were sent

 In the form of family and friends

to give me a push

when i refused to move

to give me a hanky

when i am teary

Oh How blessed i am