Unfolding of A New Chapter

As I lay on my bed and hand this pen,

It is You, My Daddy, My Precious Abba,

That I am thinking as I jot these words down.

I want to glorify You through this pen and paper.

Daddy, how many times I have left You?

Yet all the while, You never left me behind.

How many times that I've said "You don't care".

Yet all the while, You were there for me.

How many times that I've thought that I'm alone,

Yet You always knock at the door of my heart.

You didn't stop even if I didn't even heed.

Oh Daddy, how can I ever repay you?

Why, oh why, My Sweet Darling Savior?
You never let me feel that You hate me.

Rage,pain, anger and bitterness filled me,

Yet You still care and cleanse my scarlet heart.

Oh Daddy, not a million "I Love You",

Not even a billion "I'm Sorry",

Can ever give back the grace that I received.

Unto Thy feet, I bow down and cry.

Dearest Yahweh, I am captivated and muted.

By Your grace and mercy, I am hailed.

Only a fool will tell that you didn't even hear,

Our cry of anguish and whispers of help.

Awakened to Disillusionment

Goodbye to you my sweet daffodil;

Goodbye to you my precious pearl.

I have realized that I was cast on a spell.

A spell that held my heart in captivity.

Goodbye to you who lend me a pen;

Goodbye to you who gave me a paper.

I have pondered that I was hailed,

By an illusion that filled my mind.

Goodbye to you my mist;

Goodbye to you my thorn.

You are the reason behind each tears.

You have pierced my heart and make it bleed

Goodbye to you my make-believe prince;

Goodbye to the fantasy that I once cherished.

I am giving my whole heart to my Great Lover.

For I am His, and He is mine forever and ever.

December 31,2011 12:59AM

The Unfinished Fairy Tale

Hey guys! In a few hours, we'll be kissing 2011 goodbye.

This is one of the last poems for this year. :)

This is a story of what we called "PL" (Pekeng Love) [Fake Love]

Once upon a time in a far away land,

A fair lady dream to be a princess.

She's wearing a tiara and a gown,

While waiting for her prince to come.

She stares at the mirror unceasingly.

Curling her hair with her brush is her fave.

Checking herself every moment is her game.

She smiles and makes her cheek blush every minute.

She waited from spring 'til winter kissed the air.

She never lose her hope that one day,

Her knight and shining armor will come.
On his horse, he's riding up to her castle.

Glass hours were emptied, scores of months passed.

Still, no trace of Prince Charming was ever seen.

Little Princess was sad and blue in disappointment.

It was as if her porcelain heart was shattered into pieces.

Will she ever have a happy ending?

Can her broken smile be wind up again?

Will the sun shine at her crib once again?

Will she can ever meet her Darling someday?

No one knows how will her story end.

Only the Great Playwright hands the pen.

Until He finished her enchanted tale,

May the princess grow in love with Him more.