An everlasting Love
As the sun rises,
So is your everlasting love for me,
So sweet is the sound of His voice,
When He calls out my name
He knows the rise and the fall of events,
Even before they have taken place or became to be,
He knows the birth of a baby bird,
Or even the growth of a little tree,
When darkness overcomes He is the light,
In gloomy days His presence is so bright,
The thick heaviness at once is lifted up,
When we call, He rises up
Out of the night He calls my name,
I can hear it, my heart cannot stop it's stirring,
It's a voice that calls me to write,
The voice that tells me to move
Powerful Glorious and Mighty
These are the names I can use to describe
Prince of Peace, of both Lion and Lamb
Royal presence that earth has never felt
When He comes upon your ground
"Who can stand?"
Angels and devils shiver and quiver
All but fall and look in awe
I have loved you with an everlasting Love
A love so pure that no one else can give
A Love that surpasses every judgement
A Love that crushes every fear
A Love that rises above all hate
A love a fortress of safety no one can compare
Mike Cheong
My deep thoughs of randomness that spiral through this mind of mine. It's a platform of an explosion of the mind.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Friday, May 11, 2012
Lonely - Missing the memories
Lonely - Missing the memories
There are so many things swimming in my head
There are so many thoughts and voices I just can't drown out
My head is in a pool and my mind is swimming
I feel so lonely, though far away from empty
Is there a time machine to undo the clock
To put me back at age 1 with the knowledge and experience of current
Is there a time to put back the blocks
Or is everything now stuck at "permanent"
Friends whom I betrayed
One way or another
Friends who betrayed
Whom I wish I was still friends with
Emotions running down the spine of my back
It flows from my head
Inside my mind, it churns
Screams for attention and satisfaction
"feed me" it says
I am so broken inside
Though I may look okay on the outside
My emotions are a wreck
My road and path that seems to lead me to unknown places
I have a thing that is empty tho
It's the feelings of warmness whereby everyone is your friend
Even though they may not be
But you sure can be comfortable with anywhere you go
I miss this feeling
I miss those people
But because of pride and to prove something
Somebody can't talk to someone
I miss my innocent smile
Thinking the world is okay
When even though it's not
I'll still smile and say "everything's fine"
I hate this stupid growing up thing
People use and misuse each other
Victims of war, I can't talk and reach it to
Nobody seems to want to reach out to me too
The people that are here have personal agendas
Or to which reasons that I cannot agree with
But bind me to their kindness
And it had seemed to become "law" to me because of my "appreciation" and gratitude
I just wish the world isn't so cruel
How I long for my innocent smile to come back again
But now hen I smile, or when I see a smile
Questions of motive or pretend arises
Oh, how I wish and long to hold those people again
To let them know, I'm still that innocent person
But because of innocents I have betrayed some unknowingly
And I have been betrays by others because of my innocents to believe
This are my feelings
The moon is my friend tonight,he doesn't hide
I write this with a heavy heart
Very sad to see these dear things had fallen apart
Mike Cheong
There are so many things swimming in my head
There are so many thoughts and voices I just can't drown out
My head is in a pool and my mind is swimming
I feel so lonely, though far away from empty
Is there a time machine to undo the clock
To put me back at age 1 with the knowledge and experience of current
Is there a time to put back the blocks
Or is everything now stuck at "permanent"
Friends whom I betrayed
One way or another
Friends who betrayed
Whom I wish I was still friends with
Emotions running down the spine of my back
It flows from my head
Inside my mind, it churns
Screams for attention and satisfaction
"feed me" it says
I am so broken inside
Though I may look okay on the outside
My emotions are a wreck
My road and path that seems to lead me to unknown places
I have a thing that is empty tho
It's the feelings of warmness whereby everyone is your friend
Even though they may not be
But you sure can be comfortable with anywhere you go
I miss this feeling
I miss those people
But because of pride and to prove something
Somebody can't talk to someone
I miss my innocent smile
Thinking the world is okay
When even though it's not
I'll still smile and say "everything's fine"
I hate this stupid growing up thing
People use and misuse each other
Victims of war, I can't talk and reach it to
Nobody seems to want to reach out to me too
The people that are here have personal agendas
Or to which reasons that I cannot agree with
But bind me to their kindness
And it had seemed to become "law" to me because of my "appreciation" and gratitude
I just wish the world isn't so cruel
How I long for my innocent smile to come back again
But now hen I smile, or when I see a smile
Questions of motive or pretend arises
Oh, how I wish and long to hold those people again
To let them know, I'm still that innocent person
But because of innocents I have betrayed some unknowingly
And I have been betrays by others because of my innocents to believe
This are my feelings
The moon is my friend tonight,he doesn't hide
I write this with a heavy heart
Very sad to see these dear things had fallen apart
Mike Cheong
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
The Voice
The Voice
It's so quiet
I try to sense the voice of my heart
But it kept so still
The voice which speaks to me
The voice that I long for
Has kept silent silenced today
Though I sit and pray
I know it's deep inside
But the noise around me
Seems to drown out this still voice
To look for something that isn't there
To listen to something that cannot be heard
To seek and find for it
In the times of turmoil and tribulation
Seems like diving into an ocean blue
To seek a hidden treasure
The voices of many directions
Of people always telling each other
Of where to turn
And where to go
"this path is never wrong"
"this will lead you into where you want"
Seems to slowly suffocate my search for the voice within
The voice of the spirit
The voice that speaks to me
The supernatural voice that seems to direct my path
Many voices greet me kindly
Most of them seems to "know what is best" for me
Some even threaten me if I don't follow
But where is that lovely voice?
The voice that knows no war or harm
The voice that seems to make my spirit grow
The voice that makes me shine and glow
That voice that identifies who I am without judgement?
the voice that gives me no condemnation
The voice of an unconditional agape Love
That tells me, that it cares for me
That tells me, that I am safe
To tell me that I am loved
To tell me I am whole
To tell me I am strong
To tell me to move forward
Into a direction of my calling
I hunger for it
My trust for it runs deep
Like the waters from the mountains flowing into the sea
It's fresh to its dew that falls from the heavens
During the day and also the quiet night
It does not fight
For me to give me it's due attention
In fact, it mingles around with all the other attractions
So often I forgot to even look and seek it
But when only when I am in the dark I seem to see it
Then the attractions all fade away
When the attractions had screwed with my decisions
Then as a dear old friend that voice will be there
Waiting
Waiting for me
It will be calling out to me
Listen,
Listen it says to me
Stay with me
Take me by the hand
Let me be the voice that guides you
But oh, do the attractions with blinding lights
Seems to always get in the way
So I wait for the voice to be heard some other day
Though I felt I may regret
But it seems it's something I can currently forget
Oh Lord
Help me not to be this way
Help me seek this voice and to obey
only to this voice and nothing else
Help me put a hailer, a speaker in its mouth
Help me to drown away other attractions
To the voice that give'er me fullest of satisfaction
Mike Cheong
It's so quiet
I try to sense the voice of my heart
But it kept so still
The voice which speaks to me
The voice that I long for
Has kept silent silenced today
Though I sit and pray
I know it's deep inside
But the noise around me
Seems to drown out this still voice
To look for something that isn't there
To listen to something that cannot be heard
To seek and find for it
In the times of turmoil and tribulation
Seems like diving into an ocean blue
To seek a hidden treasure
The voices of many directions
Of people always telling each other
Of where to turn
And where to go
"this path is never wrong"
"this will lead you into where you want"
Seems to slowly suffocate my search for the voice within
The voice of the spirit
The voice that speaks to me
The supernatural voice that seems to direct my path
Many voices greet me kindly
Most of them seems to "know what is best" for me
Some even threaten me if I don't follow
But where is that lovely voice?
The voice that knows no war or harm
The voice that seems to make my spirit grow
The voice that makes me shine and glow
That voice that identifies who I am without judgement?
the voice that gives me no condemnation
The voice of an unconditional agape Love
That tells me, that it cares for me
That tells me, that I am safe
To tell me that I am loved
To tell me I am whole
To tell me I am strong
To tell me to move forward
Into a direction of my calling
I hunger for it
My trust for it runs deep
Like the waters from the mountains flowing into the sea
It's fresh to its dew that falls from the heavens
During the day and also the quiet night
It does not fight
For me to give me it's due attention
In fact, it mingles around with all the other attractions
So often I forgot to even look and seek it
But when only when I am in the dark I seem to see it
Then the attractions all fade away
When the attractions had screwed with my decisions
Then as a dear old friend that voice will be there
Waiting
Waiting for me
It will be calling out to me
Listen,
Listen it says to me
Stay with me
Take me by the hand
Let me be the voice that guides you
But oh, do the attractions with blinding lights
Seems to always get in the way
So I wait for the voice to be heard some other day
Though I felt I may regret
But it seems it's something I can currently forget
Oh Lord
Help me not to be this way
Help me seek this voice and to obey
only to this voice and nothing else
Help me put a hailer, a speaker in its mouth
Help me to drown away other attractions
To the voice that give'er me fullest of satisfaction
Mike Cheong
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