Manquer Vous

Especially for SB 8 :)

Manquer tu
Manca toi
Anora vos

Expressed in different tongues
Various languages

But all of them means only one thing

The joy of seeing you guys
is an indescribable and invaluable one
the kind of tingle
that only you guys can trigger

I dun mean it in a romantic way
Neither is it meant to be mushy
But it’s undeniable
that you bring smile to me
even on the most dull school day

And I juz wanna let ya noe
that whatever I wrote above is true
and the single meaning remains…

I miss you guys :)

Published in: on August 15, 2008 at 2:07 am Comments (0)

the void

a hollow inside
veiled by the reluctance to move
to carry on with life

what izzit?

wherez the passion?

the void inside of me
sucking me like a black hole
while the clock ticks ticks
time is passing

i’m just wasting time

but the hole inside
is expanding
doesnt wait for me

will it ever swallow me?

help.

Published in: on July 12, 2008 at 10:11 am Comments (0)

To God be the glory, the best is yet to be

too overwhelming to be expressed in words
too amazing to be told
too powerful to be encountered
only God’s grace is so

afta spending days,
sleeping hours, tears,
sweat, water, even public hols
singing our lungs out
creating the music with the awesome family
the intimidating obstacle came on our way

we felt hopeless
we decided to be rational
we had prepared our hearts for the news
we tried to compose ourselves among all the bustling tour preparation

yet indeed God works in ways we cant understand
today is the day
the turning point
when Father, again, shows us His mercy and grace
may we be thankful

and for nau
we juz want to make each n every one of the melody
a reflection of your glory
and may we preserve the two decades heritage
let us shine,Abba.

Jeremiah 29:11
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

Published in: on May 23, 2008 at 8:59 am Comments (0)

beauty of a blessed life

Beauty of a Blessed Life

In times of turmoil

Your incredible sense of peace

Wraps me in a blanket of tranquility

Insulating me from the turbulence

Thus I can have my rest

Only in your green pasture

My life is abundant of your blessings

Overwhelmed

All the time

For aeon

Through the storm and the rain

Through the ups and downs

Through the bad and fair weather

You always hoist me up in the end

For you have prepared a path for me

Not to harm me but for my good

You cleanse me

Baptize me in the spirit

Cancel out my iniquities

And we walk hand in hand

As you walk me to the haven

I would never be flawless

But your love would always lavish me

And you are omnipresent

Cause your love to me

Does not rise and fall with my performance

Merci, Abba.

Especially for Marcella..

It’s been great knowing you and I hope you can rest now, beside our Father..

For Robert..

haha, u’ve rily taught me not to complain n lament so much but be grateful instead :) get well soon ya

Published in: on November 1, 2007 at 11:43 pm Comments (1)

sigh

Iz dat even wat I want

does it even mean anything

the string of As

the kisses n hugz n others

the piling clothes

the abundant flowers, cards n gifts

the mes that kipz on comin in

do i rily wanna them

somtaims they r more of a burden

than consolation

…………………………………

being overwhelmed by the wind caressing my hair

feeling the tingling sensation by the cold water i wade in

the smoothness n creaminess of the cup of caramel frappucinno

kip it simple

i wish…

simple n trivial things can bring me joy

coz i’m sick of this lifestyle

who cares who cares

bout what i’ve got?

who i befriend with

iznt it.. in the end..

wat rily counts is who i am??

as if anybody even see it

when everybody

chastising me regarding diz n dat

pouring out expectations on me

trying to push their belief to me

though it’ll hang on me like a borrowed robe

who cares who cares

i nid someone..

who rily sees me..

Published in: on October 21, 2007 at 2:49 am Comments (0)

why should ya

Tell me the words dunno how many taims

in one phone call or in one email or in one chat

it’s L-O-V-E

but watz the significance, wat is it

when u can barely show me dat i do mean as much

coz if those things dat i treasure r trivial for u

n vice versa, yes, i do admit so

how can u even dare to tell me dat word?

kip it for urself

when u dun mean it

even if u do

how am i goin to noe

if it’s only a matter of wordplay

so what..

faith without action is in vain

i noe i should study

yet i dun

datz why my results r so

i noe ya lv me

but i can’t see

n if only ya stopped a while

n rily think bout how i feel

wat i’m goin through

maybe ya’d be able to figure it out

n then learn to treat me rite

but too bad

ego n emo kip ya head up

n i tell ya i’m fed up

ask me watz ideal

tell u i’m not lookin for any model

coz loving imprefrect ppl devotedly

is wat i noe i’m sposed to do

lv is a package deal

but if the flaws r stagnant

refusing to go or progress

should i call it a quit?

tell u wat

if it’s even true ya care

ya shouldn’t have lemme down diz taim

if only ya eve think

if only ya care enaf to b on my shoes

instead all the things ya suggest

r only teachin me to b a coward

that runs away from the adversities

ask ya

wherez the fun if dere r no obstacles?

ya should lead me forward

assure me to face them

n catch me if i do fail

but ya won’t understand

coz communication is only a word for ya

when it matters the whole thing for me

L-O-V-E is fool

disillusioning

i dun believe in one.

Published in: on July 1, 2007 at 6:23 pm Comments (1)

Thank You

Thank Father for someone
Who tickles my heart when I’m down
Bringing across a smile n joy
N at that very moment
The heavy ladens start to diminish
For those reassuring eyes
Which will look into mine whenever I’m in doubt
For those steady arms
And the sinuous shoulder
To hold and bear my tears when I’m weak
Also the soft peck on my cheek
That brings me back to life
When this whole crap feels meaningless

Months have we not felt                                                               

The beauty of the masterpieces that we posses
And stand in awe of them
But still the spirits and souls are in such proximity
Close to the hearts of ours
For even when the sky feels like falling down
N the tide rises so high
The gift of trust from Father
Keeps us together
And hence the warm feelings grow
Soft like marshmallows
Smooth like hot chocolate
They are simply invaluable.
Love_message_by_crusia

33 more days to go.

Published in: on June 12, 2007 at 12:08 am Comments (1)

Hold On and It’s Turned Around

Hip hip hooray…
I’ve been holding on and persevere
Forgetting what lies behind and press forward
Standing firm though I have to taste
the acrimonious part of life
Yet when I set my eyes on Him
and lean not on my own understanding
He caresses me
gives me rest
and now I find peace in all these turmoils =)

He turns it around
after the rain the sun
after darkness day comes
rainbow always comes after the strongest storm
believe that He will bring you through all these
the rainbow is a sign of His promise
and He is the only person who can’t deny His words
keep praying, keep the faith strong
cause the rainbow may only be a prayer away.

Now that I know the reason, babe…
it’s a new different thing
for I’ll be there
be it rainy days
or sunny days
cause He’s always there for me too.

If you wonder how can I love this much
it’s simply because I am loved even more
unconditionally…

That’s how it is with God’s love,
once you’ve experienced it,
you pass the love,
to everyone,
you want..
to pass it on..

Published in: on April 9, 2007 at 7:30 am Comments (0)

Dilemmas in ma Life

Wat izzit?

I dunno…

When I feel so ambivalent n juz cant dcide though being in this state juz hurts me longer…

I dunno whe I shuld stay in that church or not..I love the family, I possessed the bond, I really knew God through it, I’ve been a member there for a year..but then..there r some beliefs that are against my conscience, truly disturb me, too forceful n thus making me resist more..n some ppl that i’ve loved n still love, but have crushed all my trust n leave no respect behind for them…but God d u want me dere? Yet all Your signs say I’ve to move on, that by conflicts i’ll b directed to the right place. Yet tears will still flow, leaving or staying…both juz hurt as much.

I dunno wat i shuld do w/diz gal…I dun wanna u to hurt urself, it hurts me that somtaims thinkin bout it does make me cry as well, but I rily dunno wat I shuld do. I noe I hv to do sth or else it may b too late n I’ll be condemned to death, no more sleep for me as in for Macbeth. But I dunno wat to say coz I really dun get watz happenin..iz it me datz too unaware, too blur n kinda refuse to be bothered or to b v blatant, izzit u that r too exaggerative, too stressed out n unable to handle it dat u start to blame it on others? coz some things r really beyond our control, but u r able to choose how to respond wat? So speak up n letz get this clear, no point pretending if u feel so.

I dunno how I should treat u, babe…in fact u r against some of my basic principles n u r rily barely there when i rily nid u n u r juz unable to listen to my confusion n sorrows..yet when i c u the heart beats the mind. then come what may..coz e love does go by destiny…

so which way will we choose…itz such a dilemma..coz diz life is complicated n tough, then where shuld we stand?

i can only kip my chin up, crying on His consolation n waits for Him to speak to me clearly..

Published in: on February 19, 2007 at 4:52 am Comments (6)

it hurts but i’ll do it

I knew from the start that I shouldn’t do it

That what i was going to do is wrong

And there are no other ways out except the one

Which I kept on denying

Cause I wanted you and I still want you

Yes it’s my personal desire

And I knew I’d sinned by doing so

But still this stubborn girl

Putting aside all the guilt, fear and common sense

Going ahead to say

"Do you even have to ask?"

When the question came officially

Although my little grey cell was killing me

My conscience was unsure

I want you, babe

But I know I shouldn’t

Yet today

My doubt is confirmed

If it’s regarding hurting you more eventually

I’d rather step back now

Cause I see no good end

It’s like I insist on working on something

That I have always known won’t work

Cause it’s not supposed to be

I’m sorry, dear

I go back to my Lord

Nevertheless my finger will still be sealed

With the same old object

As a sign that I’m committed to Lord

That I will keep my heart pure

Til He really brings me

To the man of His choose

Can be anyone

Hopefully it’s ya

So farewell for now

May our paths cross again

And everytime I look at the seal

I will be reminded

Not to make the same mistake again

First time is experience

Second time is learning

Third time is I’ve bang my head to the wall, I know it hurts but I still wanna feel it

Fourth…No comment T.T

And of course…

To treasure all the lost times again

Je’t aime, cheri.

Published in: on January 13, 2007 at 9:17 am Comments (5)