Showing posts with label MyPoems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MyPoems. Show all posts

Saturday, November 07, 2015

When We Grief

Words will not express the grief we feel
But by words are how we are made
When God said, "Let there be light,"
And "It's not good for man to be alone," he said
The special people he places us with
Are those we have come to cherish
With whom we spend our time together
But some leave us sooner than we wish
We suddenly become as lonely as we can ever feel
God is with us we know we're told
And yet we feel we can never get away from
The pull of the darkness, the vortex, the hole

Yes, we can, my friend, yes, we can
You may not believe it now
For God is our best companion
It's that simple, that's how
Speak to him, he hears
He is just by your side
You may not see him but feel him
He is with you, before you to confide
Speak to him as you would any other
Your dad beside him is as real as you can imagine
The moment you feel you're going to lose it
Call to Jesus, he listens, so trust in him

And of all the people he has placed you with
As small as we are we're part of it
We feel for you, we're here for you
We're with you in person, in prayer, in spirit
We are all in the Lord
He made us not just one
But he has made us all
To comfort each other as we abide with the Son
So look to Jesus
You are not alone
That's what he promised
With him you'll never ever be alone

All rights reserved © 2015 Pearlie Ng

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Feeling sick, feeling blue

I wrote this some years ago. I feel very much the same way now.

I Cannot Give the Reasons
I cannot give the reasons,
I only sing the tunes:
the sadness of the seasons
the madness of the moons.

I cannot give the reason,
I am sick and feeling blue:
the day has pulled a fast one
the night is toodle-oo.

I cannot give the reason,
I am bored up to the core:
the strings of life have come undone
the lines of thoughts down to the floor.

I cannot give the reason,
I cannot even think:
the nose is fast a-runnin’
the eyes a 40-wink.

I need not give the reasons,
I give you not the nonse-sense:
I am not the one that is so dense
But hey, where did it go, my horsey-sense?

Poem inspired by Mervyn Peake
First verse by Mervyn Peake
All rights reserved © 2008 Pearlie Ng

Sunday, May 24, 2015

I'm feeling frustrated

I'm feeling it again, ah
A wish that I don't have to do it
Endless gnawing and such gloom
Yet looking to a life in swaraj
O but how steep tho' I'll have to climb

pearlie

Wednesday, November 05, 2014

Ignorance

We know not what we do not know
Oblivious we to life's mystery
We listen not what we ought to hear
We see not what we ought to see
The gold we hold so dear to heart
Is it gold? I say it is, you don't?
You hold to yours and I to mine
We seat ourselves on our own throne

We think we know what we know
Unawares we are to time's eternity
We think we hear what we hear
We think we see what we see
The gold we know but really do we?
We guard them with our mind's frailty
But so vast, so utterly vast it is
Beyond what we can ever think it to be

All rights reserved © 2014 Pearlie Ng

Thursday, August 21, 2014

What to do with the cat?

Morning comes elegantly strutting in a cat I see
So high its head held its face full of glee
Yet in no time at all it begins to hiss
Out springs its claws there's no more bliss
Baring its teeth it looks for its prey
Every creature now hidden out of its way
O why does it have to be like that
Maybe there's no other way but for that cat
So shall we try to appease with tender loving care
Or
Shall we leave it in its own basket its castle in the air?

All Rights Reserved © 2015 Pearlie Ng

Tuesday, August 05, 2014

Just when I thought

I always seek for perfection
For the ideal
I always have to remind myself
In this fallen world
Nothing, no one, is perfect

Just when I thought
Things are running smoothly
I trip and fall

Just when I thought
Things are all in place
There comes a storm

Just when I thought
I couldn't be happier
Life gets ripped apart

Only the Gospel of Christ
Can I firmly stand on
Only by His blood
Am I made perfect
And only by His grace
Am I called a child of God

All rights reserved © 2014 Pearlie Ng

Wednesday, May 07, 2014

Rain of the Night

On the roof the window pane
The rain it beats
Rain of the night
The darkness comes
The eagle the dove
Entrapped and drowned
Beneath the watery bane

Stars no more in sight
Torrential rain
Drowned its call
The voice we hear instead
The darkness
Loud and jarring
Declaring its might

Whatever it said
Short-lived
An empty vessel
Proud and baseless
Nothing but
Just rain of the night
Soon will be dead

But the morning star
Always there
Ever shining
Bright eternal
The eagle the dove
Fly fly free
The day is here
It is not far

All rights reserved © 2014 Pearlie Ng

Sunday, March 17, 2013

I became weary...

Someone disappointed me today,
I became weary
Pondering on people I didn't like,
I became weary
With no one whom I can talk to,
I became weary
Feeling that I am oh so lonely,
I became weary

All was but my expectations
My flawed judgement
My selfishness
My conceit

O God, O God, have mercy on me
Jesus, You are indeed all that I need

You are humble
You are generous
You are good and righteous
Jesus, you are perfect in all your ways

You pray
And abide with the Father
You seek
And save those who are lost
You love
And pray for your persecutors
You forgive
With your life, your blood on the cross

© 2013 Pearlie Ng
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Thursday, May 10, 2012

My prayer

I feel I have so much to say
And yet I have nothing
I feel I have so much to do
And yet there is nothing
Months have come and gone
And yet I feel I am nowhere
Here I am after all these years
And yet I feel ever so bare
Something is amiss
Something not quite there
Only this I know and this I do
That to my God I submit in prayer
In all the time I am with Him
I know on Jesus I surely can depend
His love, His grace, His joy, His peace
My Lord, my God, my Saviour, my Friend

(c) 2012 Pearlie Ng
All Rights Reserved

Thursday, August 11, 2011

A song to laugh at myself

Sing a song of sixpence
My day was in a daze
Four and twenty hours
Being stuck in a maze
Oh I feel so stupid
What have I here to bring
Won't it be a humbling thing
To set before the king

Don't mind me - it's just one of those days and I am laughing at myself...

pearlie

Thursday, July 14, 2011

If only this fallow ground

If only this
Fallow ground
Ever so dull
Ever so still
Left unused is
Deigned to be
Until it is
Made into
Brawn yet gently
Endowed with grace so
Dance in the wind
Dance with the King
O what a joy
When it will be a
Nesting ground where good is found

All rights reserved © 2011 Pearlie Ng

Friday, May 20, 2011

An Ode to Siti

People that we meet and cross path with
Some we gonna miss
Some we wish we never did
But all in all
Our lives are made much richer
By the people we encounter
I would usually though
Rather be on my own
Things are much simpler
Not having to hinder
Life is more at peace

But I will be much poorer
Had I not known
Had I not met
These lovely people
And I will be much sadder
Had I not befriended
Had I not encountered
Though they are few
They are dear
They are special
In my heart, in my soul

© 2011 Pearlie Ng
All rights reserved

Friday, October 01, 2010

A Brand New Day

This is a new day
Tis but tied to the old
Still all in disarray
Yet much will come unfold
The sky is bright
All things aright
Hope it stays that way
It is a brand new day

(c) 2010 Pearlie Ng
All Rights Reserved

Friday, December 18, 2009

How has the year been for you?

The year is about to come to an end
How has it been for you?
I know I should not even complain
Only it had been kind of blue

But all in all I thank the Lord
He has led me to see
That through all the things untoward
He had been disciplining me

I do not think he is done with it
Though I am crying, "enough, enough!"
He knows what's best so I submit
But please don't get too tough

But when has life been easy
When has it been ever perfect
You may try till you are queasy
You may even have it wrecked

Until I have surrendered all
I will never have that peace
That my life is His first of all
This I, me and my must decrease

To You I must release control
I belong to You, my God, my King
You are the author of this soul
To You, my Saviour so I will cling

So, help me God.

(c) 2009 Pearlie Ng
All Rights Reserved

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Now clear off!

Too many voices
None of them mine
You would have just one
I have them all in line
Some condemning
Others berating
Some are laughing
And others judging
But these voices
I've let them come near
Now clear off!
You've no place here

I've only one Voice
One Judge
One King
One Lord
In Him I live
In Him I move
In Him alone
I have my being
This Voice will speak
My Lord will judge
He has taken place
In my life, my heart

(c) 2009 Pearlie Ng
All rights reserved

Monday, December 07, 2009

I forget ... to eat

I forget
To eat
Too much
Stuff
To do

I find that
Eating
A chore
Food
A bore

Better not
Torture
Myself
Eat
I must

pearlie

Monday, April 13, 2009

Simple

Life is simple sometimes
But confusing at most
I find myself in pantomimes
And ending up being morose

But this is one of those days
Where it is God’s leading
That things come into place
And now my eyes are seeing

Life is confusing really
But simplicity is what I need
So unto God I offer me
At the cross there I concede

All rights reserved © 2009 Pearlie Ng

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Whatever ...

Why do I feel that I am always at the losing end?
Most of the time I usually try to see to it
That everyone is taken care of at every bend
But in the end I am the one who’s left in the pit

Maybe I am just being foolish and silly
Thinking I should be dependable, kind and good
But I feel that I am being walked all over really
Not that they even realized even if they could

So maybe for myself I should be more practical
Maybe I should just do what I want
Just as long as I think it is right, no pickle
Whatever is the operative I’ll be nonchalant

But that is not what I am, is it?
I am beginning to think it is
But I don’t want to just quit
Oh God, help me please

All rights reserved © 2008 Pearlie Ng

pearlie

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Life

Life is cluttered
Busy and sputtered
Lest I'm alert
I'll be guttered
All rights reserved (c) 2008 Pearlie Ng

pearlie