Entry 12: Bottle Heart

A heart is just like a bottle.
The owner decides what to fill it with.
Fill it with precious water, the bottle becomes valuable,
Whereas if the bottle is filled with trash, it belongs to the dumpster.

The things you hold dearest in your heart determines what you see in yourself,
Or even what others see.
Whenever you're depressed, ask yourself; Why?
When it's hard for you to make a decision, what do you fill your bottle heart with?
Does it satisfy your main purpose of life?
Is what you fill into the bottle is too much?
Can your bottle handle the weight, volume, chemicals?
If the substance filled in the bottle is not suitable, the bottle will be destroyed.
Just like how your heart will melt, scatter, dissolve, or vanish.

Only fill your bottle with what is suitable.
Only do what you are capable to do.
Because at the end of the day, you handle the scar of your own heart and no one else could help you with that.

Choose wisely and don't regret after your decision.

*This post is just a short break from poems xD*

-George Yau-

Entry 11: Words With Thorns

I may seem friendly,
I may seem not,
I may look happy,
But deep down, I'm not.

But to you, I might,
To others, might not,
Because to them,
I make hearts rot.

"I do not care,
I will not care."
I say I don't,
But actually, I care.

My life, my dreams,
My hope, my future,
Myself, my feelings,
My, my, all mine.

My selfishness, why can't you see?
From my head, down to my feet,
My eyes filled with my own,
My mouth maketh my throne.

All I've said, starting from top,
Maybe I am, maybe I'm not,
I'm not sure, I'm really not,
Because you guys are all I've got,

My intentions, always misunderstood,
Me being nice, it's always rude,
The words I speak, the ways I talk,
They've grown thorns and lots of roots.

I may change or I may not,
I will try hard with all I got,
I think with my brain, but heart not,
Forgive, while I try, the words I pour.

"I'm sorry" I cried,
For the difficult ride,
For word games we play,
From day to day.

Forgive me, do you?
For all you've been through,
Let me spend again,
A meal or two with you.

Til' then, again,
My heart will open,
Slightly explained,
For your perception.

-George Yau-

Entry 10: Silent Night

My man cave, I am in,
As I feel the swirling wind,
Over my head, under my clothes,
Inside my head, stories untold.

I yawn, I tear,
I coughed right here,
I love, I care,
Affection with fear.

It's hard, it's tough,
The rocky rough ground,
It's hard, it's tough,
The battle I found.

Her eyes, her thighs,
The lust in my eyes,
But be afraid, do not,
The control is mine,

My desires,
They make me tremble,
With disappointment,
They weren't like trouble.

My heart skipped,
When you're by my feet,
And the sound of your voice,
It's so much better than Royce'.

Til' then, again,
My heart will open,
Slightly explained,
For your perception.

-George Yau-

Entry 9: A Reminder For Myself

Lord, I need you,
You're all I will ever need.

Lord, remind me,

For who I am,

Refine me,

For who you want me to be,

Hammer me,

Like one of your swords, o Lord.

Father in Heaven, let my prayers reach the heavens,
Let what I pray tonight be reminded to me all my life,
And I pray Lord, that you change my heart,
To love You and to be who You want me to be.

To sing of your praises,
Let my cries to You be heard, o Lord,
Let my sorrows be felt and let my tears be gone,

All I ever want, Lord, is to praise You with joy,
Like the old days,
To give all I have to You,
To convince You and only You.

Let not what I said be lies,
Let my promises be ever true to you,
You never break Your promises,

"Bless the Lord, o my soul,
Worship His Holy name,
Sing like never before, o my soul,
I'll worship Your Holy Name,
Lord, I'll worship your Holy Name,
Jesus, I will worship Your Holy Name."

Til' then, again,
My heart will open,
Slightly explained,
For your perception.

-George Yau-

Song Lyrics Retrieved From "10,000 Reasons (Bless The Lord)" by Matt Redman.

Entry 8: Not Having That One Thing

As I was thinking of what to write for my blog,

I was rubbing my eye unconsciously.

And I became conscious when its already too late!

My left eye became all swollen and watery...

It is as if I'm winking all the time wherever I go! Hahaha

Pity me right? xD

No.

I started to compare myself with people who at their worse experiences..

People who really lost their body parts..

So, WHO AM I TO BE PITY-ED FOR?!

THINK about them, PITY THEM!

People who didnt even have the CHANCE to experience

what certain parts of the body can do!

The world is unfair, and it will never be.

So next time whenever you compare,

compare positive things with greater things so you'll never be too proud,

and compare negative things with worse things so you'll never lose humbleness.

Til' then, again,

My heart will open,

Slightly explained,

For your perception.

-George Yau-

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