my Old composition

Destination

By: CHLOUE B. PRESCILLAS

My vitality once full of obscure

You knock once, twice, trice in my heart

But I failed to let you in.

Your always yclept my name,

but I neglect you!

Your always by my side,

you hoist me up

every time I feel down.

I'm one of the people who nailed you in the cross

I failed to comply my covenant

I made in front of you.

But still your always hear me out,

And you still love me with all your 

kernel.

I don't know what to do 

If I don't have you

I always asked you "why? why me?"

every time i felt ruth and alone!

in my tribulation moment of my life

I thought you distil me along the way
But your there carrying me,

when my destination is 

unclear.

Your more than enough

by: Chloue B. Prescillas

I was once given a chance 

to talk and walk with you in the garden

we settle down for awhile 

and you asked me in this question

"what do you want me to do?"

and I answered

"what a shallow question, father!"

I kept my silly look

but you look at me in a solemn way.

then materialization frolicsome in my mind!

and I said...

"I want to have everything that I don't have right now!"

but you restrain your eyes in me without any words.

when I looked up

it was then realization crossed my mind

that i don't need material things

then I kneel down before you

saying....

"Father, sorry for the answer I've given unto you, now I realized that material things are not relevant ,

just having you in my life is more that enough, Lord!"

I shout for remedy when I'm in molestation 

and you stood by my side ready to up heave me up.

one lie is enough to break a trust.

one second is enough to lose a battle.

but one God is more that enough.