COMPASS + PASSION = COMPASSION

Poem composed on May 12, 2009

A compass points to a direction
And thus determine the destination
The spirit trust in utmost obligation
The soul in faith makes the decision

Passion is the force of affection
The fuel needed for activation
The spirit hopes in anticipation
The soul loves in full perfection

The compass and the passion
Together in combination
Leads to and bonds a union
In compassion

LOVE IS A DECISION BASED ON COMPASSION

It is not made by a stirred entangled emotion
Nor under the influence of any love potion
It does not dwell in romantic hallucination
Nor fall into the trap of superficial deception

It travels through the course of evolution
In which there are much space for motion
In allowing the person in consideration
To freely examine and test his/her devotion

The final ending is determined by predestination
And thus so when one is presented with rejection
One should think of it as either a temporary isolation
Or simply an incompatibility disaster prevention

The heart should be set free in liberation
Because in freedom there is no condemnation
Brokenness is not a disease needing prescription
But simply an answer to a long pondered question

To let go of the position and surrender the situation
As if being involved in a charitable contribution
Giving cheerfully without having any expectation
Only then disappointment will not be in the condition

And only then could destiny plays its function
Cutting short the exhausting waiting duration
And finally accomplish its vision and mission
In delivering the union with utmost precision

This goes out to all Nazi bretherns that might be experiencing this... I was talking to a member recently and discussed about passion, affection and compassion and decided that passion and affection are lust based while compassion is unconditional love based... Passion and affection focuses on the self while compassion focuses on others and surprisingly if we have compassion, we set the person free and by doing so, we are not so much releasing the person for the person's good rather we are releasing ourselves from misery! Setting ourselves free to fly high... After all eagles are the only birds that upon encounter with thunderstorms, elevate themselves higher than the clouds to find a peaceful sky... so I thought I tag you guys to see what you guys think about the poem and the content of it...

In terms of style this is more like a medley... I dunno somehow it just leads to that...
But the equation is compass + passion = compassion

A wise friend once said: 'passion is only a fraction of the love equation'

THE CLOWN THAT FROWNED

The words are not quite clear and so I thought I post the mask of words below...

THE CLOWN THAT FROWNED

Poem composed on May 6, 2009

Once upon a time in the heart of a quiet town

Laid was a circus on the vast central ground

Along with a giant extravagant merry go round

An enchanting station for one particular clown

Giggles and laughters were the audible sound

Of little children, teenagers and lovers around

Lovers french kissess always make her drown

In empathy, coz ‘the one’ she had just found

But when from behind a sudden familiar sound

Involuntarily causes the clown to turn around

Holding hands he was with another walking down

Passing the clown unknowingly on that very ground

She could hear nothing but loud repeated hard pounds

Of her own heartbeat, as she colapsed to the soft ground

Soiled in the wet muddy betrayal of dark dirty brown

She realized that the real him was a despicable hound

Shocked still, unable to stand up, she stayed down

Curling to a prawn, out of the joyful compound

Beneath the signature smile of a happy clown

Awaken by reality… she finally found

She was no longer the happy clown

But the clown that frowned

Deeply drowned

Down

FRUITS OF THE SPIRIT

Taken from Phillippians and Galatians...
I've composed heart shaped pictorial poetry and now faith and hope...
The cross, the star and the heart to represent faith, hope and love...

FRIENDS OR LOVERS

KS... I hope you enjoy this because happy ending is never my forte... It was initially another tragic ending till I imagine Madam Hitler with Nazi whip lashing back and forth... and so... erm... I guess I need to comply... Happy ending here I come... Hahaha...

DL: I didn't use any layouting method, just align the paragraph at the center instead of the usual left and start typing... The key is to...

Let the words naturally flow out of the brainstorm
and as they overtake your heart, they will find their own form
Its a concept I learn from your poem when you said to leave hearts on their own
Set them completely free to roam about and let them find their own home

So is the content of this pictorial poem... to be friends or lovers... things will fall into equilibrium, as the demand and supply curve find their point of meet, there... is the point of determination... friends or lovers... only time will tell...

In terms of style I am experimenting with her thoughts and his thoughts - a poem duet... (at the start of the poem) Like a song, a duet poem is read out interchangeably by two readers... and then the poem merges into one single form read by a third person as the author... this actually illustrates the shape of a heart... two separate beginning on top becoming one towards the bottom... enjoy...

THE STRANGENESS OF LOVERS

My first pictorial poetry... You should be able to see the shape of 2 hearts; the one on top is small and the below is a bigger one... The top heart is of 8 lines and 2 stanzas while the bottom heart is of 12 lines and 3 stanzas... enjoy

LET EVERYTHING COME TO A HALT AT THIS MOMENT

Poem composed on April 26, 2009

Rays of the morning sun formed a shillouette
Separating me from your departing shoulder
I had hoped the run would be a side by side duet
Yet I was behind as the last in line of the order

I was behind by steps of more than eleven
Ambling down the street in my own slow pace
Still my heart felt the exploding joy of heaven
As long as once again your shadow I can trace

I closed my eyes to feel the passing breeze
And then… suddenly… you were next to me
By reputation your speed beats the wind with ease
Yet you slowed down… just for an unworthy me

A pair of birds chirping inside a tree canopy
A pair of swans gliding on the pond surface
Right there… side by side pacing in harmony
I was captivated by the radiant hue of your face

If a wish could command the clock to stop ticking
Then let everything come to a halt at this moment
To stop hearts from running away… from denying
To end the torment of unjust stereotypical judgment

FAITH SOJOURNERS

Poem composed May 1, 2009

Life... is ephemeral...
Death... is eternal...
Life is as if a vapor
Death lasts forever

So let us walk by FAITH
And not walk by sight
Rely on obedient faith
To counter each plight

For we all know very well
That we are all SOJOURNERS
We all temporarily dwell
On this earth as mere sinners

Let compassion be our dedication
And passion be our determination
Let emotion be our mission
And salvation be our vision

Quietly... we enter...
Silently... we disappear...
We shall walk with no fear
As FAITH SOJOURNERS

Dearest brothers and sisters in Christ, I am enforcing this sharing of calling with all of you... hahaha... FAITH SOJOURNER has been my signature for 5 years! It’s like an anniversary of calling in Christ... hahaha... I received this calling back in California at Saddleback Christian Church led by Rick Warren with his best-selling book of Purpose Driven Life... May you already discover His purpose in life by now... Remember the real companies we work for are: 3M (Miracle Manufacturer Multinationals) and AAA (Association of Angels on Assignments)

Okay some I tagged are not Christians but people who appreciate poetry, am not enforcing religion change here… just sharing words…