The power of One
Can move the mountain
The power of One
Can move the hills
The power of One
Can defeat demons
The power of One
Can turn things around
Do not belittle
An independent
For his abilities
Can stop a terror
That's why we need teamwork
That's why we work together
That's why we don't just depend on one
And that's why we're a team.
The power of one can do so much
The power of two can do even more
The power of three can move an island
The power of four can shake the world
We live in a world
Where mindset changes
All thanks to
The power of a team.
Nobody cared
He was afraid
He was scared
He wanted help
But no one cared
He called the police
He called his friends
But in the end
Nobody replied
He wants to be saved
He wants rescue teams
He seeked for himself
And found nothing
He felt hopeless
Like a piece of junk
He just wanted freedom
Nothing else
This is the sad story
Of a guy
Who just wanted help
But nobody cared.
Once in awhile I get the feeling
The twinkling artwork hits my pinky
My hands feel magic type a dinky
And made the product out from ordinary
Once in awhile I feel like typing
A picture that doesn’t need any drawing
A few stanzas that create a story
A whole new world that remakes a history
Once in a lifetime I do something crazy
I make up an adventure nobody believes
And write it down to look uneasy
The overall picture makes me naughty
Once in a lifetime I play with money
I took and penny and bought a chimney
And placed it on the top of an abbey
Wondering why it looks so aberrantly
Once in a awhile I don’t know what I’m writing
But I still continue because I just love it
Thinking it’s cool and nice and neat
I finish writing my poems with no big complains
-James
Just.being.random.
Cheerleading is uncommon
Not a sport people often see
Not an interest people would take
Not a CCA people would consider
Cheerleading doesn’t work individually
Cheerleading works as a team
Cheerleading requires oneness
Cheerleading needs unity
Cheerleading encourages others
Cheerleading pushes us up
Cheerleading is positive
Cheerleading makes a family
Cheerleading looks like a girl thing
Yet guys find it tough inside
Cheerleading looks like an easy thing
Yet people find the stunts hard
Cheerleading pushes us to the limit
But often for our own good
Cheerleading don’t allow negativity
Because everyone’s too positive
Cheerleading cannot stand sadness
Cheerleading cannot take anger
Whenever people are cheering,
A smile would be hung on the face
-James
JIA YOU REXAZ! JIA YOU EUROPHIA! JIA YOU POS! JIA YOU CHEERLEADERS!!!
One of the place where everyone is a leader: Cheerleading!! Why? because we're all cheerLEADERS! JIAYOU!
When times are bad,
Let’s rise up!
When finances are dropping,
Don’t give up!
When you are in lack
Don’t be discouraged
Because when you find God
You won’t find lack!
When you feel weak,
Call yourself strong!
For when you confess,
You’ll become that!
And now that recession has come
Keep believing God!
For He will open doors
And give you jobs!
-James
Just want to encourage the working people out there during this season while we’re all having recession to believe and trust in the Lord. For when you seek for protection from God, He’ll make sure that you will be able to stay in a recession-proof environment!
On a random day,
An Amanda came
Shouting around
“I want poem NOW!”
On that random day
That Amanda came
Staring at the bubble tea journey
Laughing away
Because of the random day
Amanda came
Looking forward to..
A random poem!
On a random Saturday
Amanda came
To watch a sermon
That requires curtain (for her)
I hope that random day
Which Amanda came
Will come again,
On another day!
-James
Dear Amanda,
Like you have requested, I’ve written a poem about YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU. (: Not sure if you like it, but it’s a small little poem to encourage you to continue coming back to church! Yup, just want to let you know how much we appreciate you for being around with us too! Hope to see you!
I’m hungry for a bubble tea
And I want it now
I’m lazy until I get my bubble tea
And I want it now!
Because I want my bubble tea
I brought along my bubble freaks
And we soon went together on a
Bubbly tea adventure
Coming from Singapore
We started to travel.
And we moved around the country
Until we saw our city
The city of Bubble Tea
Apple-Loti it was.
We left the MRT
And started hunting tea
Madeline the navigator started to navigate
And she moved and she moved she kept on moving
When she stopped she panted and said
“Ah there!” and was soon graded "F"
Walking around for afew moments,
We started to feel unhappy
For the bubble tea shop of Apple-Loti
Was unable to be found
When I made a turn I saw the shop
That has pictures full of pearls
I thought to myself there’s tea around
And shouted for them to see!
We quickly hurried our way to see
And found out it was closed
Feeling sad and despair,
We dragged our feet back home
With our sad face we stared straight down
But Madeline suddenly shout
“WO DONG BUBBLE TEA SHOP ZAI NA LI LIAO!”
And she continued with a “THERE!”.
All of us were filled with hope
And once again started running
Keeping our hopes high we pray hard
That we will never drop hope again
Finally we found that Bubble tea shop
Of Apple-Loti land of course
And happy smiles soon came out
From our frowning faces
Bandung, Ice milo and NaiTeh!
Our mouth started shouting.
And the happy auntie started working
Making our bubble tea great!
Oh the pearl the wonderful pearl
I saw in my bubble tea
Placed into a cup,
I soon got my pearl milk tea
Walking back home we became happy
And we started smiling
Goodbye Apple-Loti I said
And we left the place
-James
As supposed to be called the legendary bubble tea adventure. Because certain navigator went “AH! THE BUBBLE TEA SHOP IS HERE! NO, THERE! WAIT WAIT… err, THERE THERE!” and thus, became a story.
P/S: Apple-Loti was supposed to be called Admiralty. But creative minds changed the name of it and thus poop our an Apple-Loti (:
On the Fourteen of april
With a faithful day
Kaifang of W479
Said she wants a poem
And on msn she said
She wants a long long poem
And because she requested
I cannot say no.
Thus on this faithful day,
My longest poems says:
End.
-James
P/S: Kaifang, long enough anot?
P/P/S: bimbo bo bo bimbo bo (Creditted to Matthew Yap)
ShiQi you girly
Your voice is so kiddy
You act like you’re fatty
But I know you’re a skinny
I think I’m posting
On this blog which I use for poems
And you’re thinking why your name is
So weirdly placed here sinking
I know you’re thinking
Why this post is on your name
But I tell you I’m not telling
Because it’s all meant to be a secret
ShiQi you girly
You Shop til you’re happy
You spend your money
Like you drink water for free
ShiQi you girly
You think you’re so crazy
But you’re so quiet I can’t feel it
I think you’re too un-noisy
ShiQi you girly
I know you’re thinking
Why the last few stanzas
Kept starting with.. SHIQI YOU GIRLY!
-James
P/S: Written because I said I will. Also out of randomness. I think I'm crazily high on poems today. Should eat that for breakfast
I’m sad, and I cry
But I know I must survive
I’m angry, and I’m hurted
But I know facts can’t be turned
You evil you bully
You took my little trolley
You crazy you sadist
You know you must not do this!
I want it I want it
I want to have my little trolley
I know it, you won’t return it
But I still want my little trolley!
What your problem, tell me about it
And I’ll make sure you solve it
Don’t make me sad stop making me cry
And I won’t be angry nor hurted
You think you’re so great
Just because you took my things?
I tell you, you’re not
Because I’m going to tell my daddy!
-James
P/S: Random. I know. Random. Bahh. Face it. I'm writing aimlessly
Linger on your past memories
Feel your greatest enemies
Know not how to walk forward
Fall down with your sight backwards!
Today I think of yesterday
The present full of history
I cannot proceed on this journey
Because of all the misery
Someday I will rob your joy
Someday I will steal your smile
Someday I will make you sad
Someday I shall see you cry
Feel my anger, feel my fury
Touch me and you won’t mess with me
You know me, you fear me
You will not ever like me
You think you’re so great
I’ll make you so weak
You think you had muscles
I make sure they’re fats
Honestly your happiness has been crucified
Your happy-go-lucky status has been taken away
I’m your new friend, your new best friend
The one you will always call “fear”
Watch and learn
And see how I burn
Turn yourself in
Or make yourself clean!
-James
P.S: I’m not my poem. I’m nice and friendly. (: But honestly, I kinda like this poem.
Before I left,
I took a turn.
I thought it wouldn’t,
But it just still hurts.
I lie on my bed
And asked myself
For the past few months,
What have I done?
When holiday came
I ran again
Felt freedom around
Couldn’t control myself
Ten weeks for me
No part time job
No homework to do
Only holiday
I decided to play
Because I was bored
And so I touched fire,
And I got burnt
It was that cold night day
I laid on my bed
With her on my hands
I did the wrong thing
Three weeks later
We meet again.
Looking at our eyes
Tears just dropped by
On that road of bitterness
We once again regret
Why did we do that
When we shouldn’t have?
I went to the church,
Prayed for forgiveness
I repented once again
Hoping to be released
I thought it was over,
So I continued my life
Never did I know
It hurts to look behind
That day I turned
I looked into her blog
I thought it wouldn’t hurt
But I guess I was still wrong.
-James
P.S: I’m a virgin. This is written for fun.
The Ups pushed me, yet I'm not down
The tsunami attacked me, yet I did not drown
The wind have pushed me, yet I resisted
The tough kept coming, but I didn't drop
You scolded me on my tagboard, but I wasn't affected
You spread false things about me, nobody believed
You stabbed me from behind, yet I managed to walk out of it
You proved how vulnerable I was alone, but you forgot I wasn't
Right now, I want you to remember:
I have friends behind me, backing me up
I have my family, caring for me
But most importantly, I have Jesus, always saving my life
You can bring me down, but I will stand up
You can push me away, but I won't fall
You can try to injure me, but I won't be hurted
Because when the going gets tough, the tough gets going!
- James
Dearest SongNing,
As far as I can remember, I know the above describes well about you. I remember the times when I was at cell group, and my cell group members will talk about how badly scolded you were on your tagboard. But when i talked to you, you stayed on happy. I remember the first time you talked to me on msn, and you would already agree to make bread for me. I remember just yesterday, for the sake of seeing somebody saved continue to go on to church, you wouldn't give up and continue to talk sense into that person. The SongNing I know, as far my memories have told me, can defeat giants! Continue fighting the fight of faith SongNing! Do not declare yourself as tired! Do not give up! Why do I care? Because we're a family! And family members do not just sit down and stare at their own members get bullied. (Of course, the whole church is like a family, we're all your brothers and sisters!) So, continue to stay strong and confide your close ones for a listening ear, a good advisor, and many more!