Over time, I thought I knew what was mine
I accepted that fate made it what it was meant to be

I can’t claim to be the innocent party at all – that I confess
But I knew that it wasn’t right from start

Oh life, the more you live the more you learn,
That things don’t turn out the way you hoped it to be

Loving and learning goes hand in hand
Until it’s “you” who’s stopping yourself from doing the living

So, be your better half and learn to live with a good attitude
Don’t block the blessings and destiny, from getting to you




P.S. – It’s been a while, but I promise to write more. ^_^

That deceitful heart

images~picture isn’t mine

“The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?” – Jeremiah 17:9

Our own hearts can cause us to lose our footing before we’re even aware it’s happening. That’s how deceitful the heart can be.  The heart can be healthy and sick at the same time. You can never tell what the heart is up to. It’s so unpredictable. For example, when it comes to love, the heart is especially good at disguising its agenda. The heart likes to play trick on it. It simply just likes the thrill of the unknown. It likes to test and prod and probe where it excites and hurts the most. Or maybe, it’s just me who thinks that way. Anyway, I think the human heart acts that way because the human heart has the tendency to pervert and belittle what true love is. We’re fickle beings and never consistent. A bunch of double-minded junkies who is unstable in all that they do (James 1:7). We don’t treasure what’s important but only what feels good at the time of its convenient. Psh, if love is like that, then forget it. I want nothing to do with it. Keep me far far away from that twisted form of love. I’ve got too much to live for in my life.

Love, it’s beautiful in the eyes of God but wicked and corrupted if humans have anything to do with it.

Love, make it simple. Why complicate love? It really isn’t’ that hard you know. Take good care of your heart and don’t let it go wandering around, hurting and deceiving others – especially yourself.




Note Taking


~it’s been a while since my last poem, i hope you enjoy this one. btw, photo is not mine.

It’s so easy to let my tears drip freely

And it’s so easy to allow the bitterness of life to overwhelm me

I’m easily deceived by what my feelings tell me

And I try so hard not to take notes of these useless thoughts that torment me

The notes on my heart, what are they about?

Clearly, it reads instability, am I right?

There’s no right or wrong answers, no, nothing in between

But just the need to run away

It’s in those moments that I’m afraid of what to expect; if at all

Yeah, those notes on my heart

It’s like I’m speeding in a car, but knowing that I still have to step on the breaks

Because I fear of what repercussion might loom ahead

I can’t claim to understand much about my thoughts,

That is something that I’m still searching for

I don’t think this poem makes any sense, but heck, I can write whatever I want because this is my blog

Okay, back to note taking again…

Well-Meaning Soul


I seek a well-meaning soul that desires to be radical

But there are distractions, and it won’t allow me to be different

It’s easy to sell myself to empty pleasures of this place

It’s easy to be conned by the façade of what seems to be pretty

If only happiness is not so hard to find, If only I knew every answer

Then I would say my ultimate existence in life is complete, yes?

All the while someone is calling my soul to break away from these thoughts of emptiness

To enter the secret place of security and satisfaction

Therefore, I have to make a choice

I’m desperate and I know It, I’m feeling pressed to make a decision fast

Why is it so hard for me to decide?

I can almost feel the walls forming an alliance against me

So, I’m holding my tongue and I’m holding on to my thoughts

I’m going to break through and decide right now

Life. Life. That’s what I want. I want to live.

Whatever it takes, I’m choosing forever with this someone.

I’m choosing consistency. I’m choosing faith.


~Picture is not mine and my poem is inspired by Proverbs 31 Ministries.



Your looks are pleasing to my eyes, I’d like to say.

I can go on forever, about what I think you mean to me and more.

But you are far, far away from my hands and touch, far for me to feel you.

Behind those eyes of yours, there is something that isn’t right.

It’s off; it’s strange, it’s wrong.

You aren’t right inside. You’re not pretty at all really.

In fact, I think I’m afraid of you.

I’m afraid of what makes you who you are.

I’m afraid to know what you’re capable of.

You’re pleasing to the eyes, but you’re not so great inside.

Inside, you burn with malice and insincerity.

Vanity brands you like a product that only sells to the rich and famous.

You’re no one I’d like to be around. You’re totally out of my league.

You’re nothing I want to be.

So please, this is where we stand. I’m not ready for you and I don’t think I’ll ever be.

I want no part of you.

This is where we split. We can’t share the same pathway of life.

Goodbye, Mr. I’ve-got-it-all-going-for-me-kind-of-person.

You’re the exact type of person I’ve been avoiding all my life.

First Place

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“So the last will be first, and the first will be last.” ~Matthew 20:16

“For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve others and to give his life as a ransom for many.” ~Matthew 20:28

As wee little babes, we were taught to fight for our rights

As children grow older, we’ve become so uptight and righteous and arrogant

We’ve became what our grandparents feared – a bunch of ungrateful kids

What happened, what went wrong, who taught them differently?

Why are we demanding for EVERYTHING that we didn’t earn?

We feel that we’re entitled to everything that this world offers

When we don’t get what we want, we steal, cheat, kill and destroy whatever or whomever is blocking our path

No sense of community, No sense of shame, No sense of what is right and wrong

We’ve lack common sense; we’ve lack wise judgment, and morals

There is no upright person, no, not one

Everyone wants their way, or no way at all

Change is hard because it requires one to think about others then themselves

We’ve all become children who has been handicapped by our crooked thoughts; no one is righteous

We all want to be in first place, nobody wants to lose or be in last place

We’re a lost generation

Who will fight for us, who will fight with us?


~do you know the answers my fellow readers?

Living for the world


~Picture is not mine.

Not willing to admit that sometimes I let the world dictate who I should be

When really, I already know who I am, and that is, Jesus Christ lives in me

I allowed the sadness of this world trickle through the cracks I allowed opened

Forgive me Lord, when I spend countless hours trying to fit into this world so often

When the world catches my eyes and I’m tempted to walk away from You,

Yell in my dreams so that I can wake up from this deadly trap, I’m blindly walking through

Oh Father in Heaven, catch this girl who is easily tempted by the desires and beauty of this world

Slap my spirit awake, so that I will choose to walk in freedom and live  instead for what You promised me O Lord

By Sue

~It’s been a while since I wrote a poem. This poem is written from the bottom of my broken heart, a heart that I allowed broken because I chose to shift my eyes from Jesus and instead allowed it to linger into the desires of this world.  May  you all be awaken from your misplaced desires and choose again, to walk with the One and only true thing in our life which our beloved Lord Jesus Christ.


4 Character

What are you passionate about? I’m passionate about living in the truth. I’m passionate about surviving and living a life that Christ is proud of. I am passionate about loving God’s people and sharing with them the Good news of salvation which is through Jesus Christ.

What is your motivation to continue living? My motivation is Jesus Christ. When I’m tired and weary, I seek His wisdom, which allows me to continue to live on despite the cruelty of this injustice world. God keeps me moving. He is my ROCK and I will not be moved!

Why are you on WordPress? WordPress allows me to address my feelings and convictions. It is an avenue that has allowed me to encourage myself and others through my poems. In addition, it has has inspired me to write more about my love for the Lord through my poems.

What makes you happy and why? Be alive makes me happy. Making new friends and sharing my thoughts and their company makes me happy. To me happiness is the feeling that keeps my heart warm and fuzzy and bubbly. It makes me breathe. It makes me glow in a way that i can’t explain. And when my happiness stems from my love for Christ; I’m like a jumping glow stick that just can’t stop glowing. 🙂

Are you sad or lonely? No, I am not. I might at times feel those feelings, but I choose to be reminded of God’s promises for me.

What is the Great Commission? My mission is life is to love God with all my heart and to love others. My purpose in life is to do the work of God, meaning, sharing the gospel at all cost – even it it means my life. I expect persecution. I am ready.

I’ve already given you my answers. What are your answers? 🙂


I’m still up and about, thinking about what may come

I’ve come to the conclusion, that I am nowhere done

On my bed, staring up at my glow-in-the-dark sticker-ed ceiling

I got a feeling that nothing’s changed yet, not one thing


It’s only logical to think, that I am the way that I am

But this me I see, sometimes can get out of hand

I’m still unclear about what my future holds

I think it’s about that time, to start singing new song


I’m going to sing a song, that is different from the rest

A song with meaningful lyrics, that will put my dreams to the test

Stretch out my wings and not be afraid embark on a new path

I’ will pray for God’s blessings, so that I won’t receive His wrath

~picture is not mine.


~picture is not mine.


Calm the oceans of my fear

Calm my spirit, so I won’t be in tears

Hear me out, and listen to my life

I want to be happy and make it out alive

My frailty is obvious, to a certain extent

Please hold my hand & walk with me, I want to see what’s next