tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85738095731114598602024-03-18T21:17:49.245-07:00Why A Blog?Read and try to understand what I am really trying to tell. If you can, that is.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-88929437113918205362016-11-15T08:08:00.000-08:002016-11-15T08:08:09.871-08:00FireworksCount down.<br />
Exhilaration, anticipation, and emotions I cannot read.<br />Darkness and mumbles.<br /><br />Outbursts of rainbows and delight.<br />I do not feel it.<br />For rather than the appreciation of colors,<br />I was gazing upon the stars.<br /><br />The lonely stars.<br />Reminiscing my promise to you under the stars.<br />Have you forgotten?<br />I will keep my promise<br />for I am a man of my words.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-42686940520939009192013-10-06T05:11:00.002-07:002013-10-06T05:12:13.838-07:00Ethereal<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Alluring, prepossessing<span style="line-height: 21.59375px;">, exquisite.<br /><br />Innate, genuine , </span><span style="line-height: 15px;">unpretentious.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 15px;"><br />Staid, I am</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="line-height: 15px;"><br /><br />Time passes,<br /><div style="text-align: left;">
<br />Intimacy of ephemeral,<br /><br />Ineffable.</div>
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sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-30116461847901415512011-07-16T05:01:00.000-07:002011-07-16T05:46:06.090-07:00CakeA piece of chocolate cake<br />on my far-edged computer table.<br />it attracts me.<br />But I have yet to have my spoon.<br />It would be dirty<br />to hold the cake with my bare hands.<br /><br /><div>Hah! I guess I will just wait.<br />wait for my spoon to arrive.<br />wait for my time to arrive.<br />wait for you.<br />It appears that,<br />a piece of chocolate cake<br />is not as easy as a piece of cake.</div>sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-472674319403076212011-04-17T03:56:00.000-07:002011-04-17T04:03:26.266-07:00AfterallA road without streetlights.<br />An eagle without wings.<br />A box without a base.<br />A book without pages.<br />A fish without water.<br />a man without air.<br />a test without timing.<br />Faith without consideration.<br />A world without color.<br />It is still darkness,<br />Afterall.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-36109999472999961382011-04-09T19:28:00.000-07:002011-04-09T19:34:30.839-07:00pieces of my heart.If I could cut out pieces of my heart,<br />and sell it.<br />What would it feel like?<br /><br />Would it feel sad?<br /><br />Would it be pain?<br /><br />I don't really care, but<br /><br />I am sure those pieces are not even worthy.<br />Nobody will want them.<br />Not even worthy,<br />to you.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-30108469263132387182010-08-14T18:30:00.000-07:002010-08-14T18:43:01.433-07:00RedSince when,<br />did it rain blood in my world?<br />All the grass growing on the endless land<br />are being dyed red.<br />The wind that usually touches my skin,<br />is now sharpened, bringing the smell of blood lust.<br />The sun,<br />freezes at sunset,<br />making the clouds burn on fire.<br /><br />Its all red.<br /><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-34788456996711068382010-08-14T01:24:00.000-07:002010-08-14T01:34:11.586-07:00slackWhy?<br />Just why?<br />I can read through things easily,<br />but my vision gets so blur.<br />My mind can react to swift actions ,<br />but my body just won't move.<br />Why can I understand excessive knowledge,<br />and not be able to perform them?<br />I'm just so pissed.<br /><br />I would be a lot better off,<br />If I was stupid.<br />For the hatred, darkness, sorrow, pain and fear,<br />I wouldn't even understand if met.<br /><br />A lot happier I will be at.<br /><br />so deep...<br />thou shall not understand too.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-39569713486825253552010-07-17T04:49:00.000-07:002010-07-17T04:54:15.801-07:00SnakeAs the snake grows.<br />Its skin no longer feed its purpose.<br />The skin sheds silently.<br />And the snake's limit to its power has been extended.<br /><br />You may not recognize my skin anymore.<br />But its just me,<br />In the next level.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-48358313648881009832010-07-07T07:29:00.000-07:002010-07-07T07:38:37.023-07:00A white butterflyI was playing dota<br />A game that all lusts to kill,<br />hatred forms on the battlefield.<br /><br />A white butterfly stops by on my shoulder,<br />it feels so weird.<br />when something so pure lands on the evil.<br /><br />void.<br /><br />I lightly palm down the lid of the laptop.<br /><br />The butterfly flies.<br /><br />no more games, now serious.<br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session 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before me,</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">formed by my failure and lackness of ability.</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">This road,</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Where mountains grow,</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Where cliffs cuts,</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">But my only lead to peace.</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">I will place my foot in it.</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">And never turn back.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">So chilly and windy.</span><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">So dark and gloomy.</span><br />This it where it will all lie.<br />This is when I will make a legend.<br />For the person before me had made one too.<br />A legend to tell to the next generation.<br />The greens.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-39176227302141983642010-05-29T04:13:00.000-07:002010-05-29T04:16:14.146-07:00DrinkI'd never like to drink.<br />It tastes bitter.<br />As the more i drink,<br />others becomes void and tasteless.<br />Addicted.<br />Not to alcohol<br />but to sadness.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-55378082136208476472010-05-23T23:17:00.000-07:002010-05-23T23:22:50.388-07:00Fallen AngelCompare me with the darkness.<br />We are the same.<br /><br />As heaven falls into chaos,<br />I have fallen.<br />The heart that was once holy,<br />chilled by the coldness of evil,<br />has shattered into bits of ice.<br /><br />I have fallen.<br /><br />I was reborn through the darkness,<br />My destiny is darkness,<br />A fate no blood can wash.<br />This darkness,<br />I hate.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-73776637512317518562010-05-11T04:05:00.001-07:002010-05-11T04:11:07.188-07:00TodayI am going to write something straight-forward today.<br /><br />I went on a mountain hiking after school today.<br />My school shoes are all dirty. I am wet, like a mad dog.<br />But I enjoy it.<br /><br />Going deep in the mountains on myself.<br />Cycling to there myself.<br /><br />The forest is all quiet and silent.<br />And I'd just put my bike aside, and hike to the top.<br />Watching the sunset.<br />Alone.<br /><br />My parents will be back at 9.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-51673441917206694112010-05-05T06:20:00.000-07:002010-05-05T06:23:08.505-07:00HatredD'you know that hatred<br />that will make him kill.<br />D'you know what is that?<br /><br />No.<br /><br />Hatred doesn't exist, my love.<br />Its only the chaos that blinds your heart.<br />Its only the shadows that cover the land.<br /><br />Endure it.<br />until first light.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-35313538260413967892010-05-02T05:02:00.001-07:002010-05-02T05:12:36.692-07:00StarsThe star that glimmers upon the dark mysterious sky.<br />she smile to me with delight.<br />such a smile that lightens the whole world.<br />Its like a candle in a world of darkness.<br /><br />I reach out my hands.<br />But I know I can never touch.<br /><br />Her smile I saw,<br />is a smile of a thousand year.<br />We are apart.<br />Nothing can reach.<br /><br />But at least,<br />I can see her smile.<br /><br />Just a shinny star.<br />I can see.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-53232505119672307152010-05-01T04:00:00.000-07:002010-05-01T04:10:44.230-07:00wait<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Q2dUCP2nh6zrSIptsETmqJh8-YFqYHfhRsFFE6l3ssZCGkO0HP_pMhlDnNHqOFUl3QBalqWOTFxORozpzQ4xe5JfRSaBdNoSGMhcZaNLId7lnsaro-quZ1BUtxs8PTB1NMGnAO6qCJ0/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466257440439824834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Q2dUCP2nh6zrSIptsETmqJh8-YFqYHfhRsFFE6l3ssZCGkO0HP_pMhlDnNHqOFUl3QBalqWOTFxORozpzQ4xe5JfRSaBdNoSGMhcZaNLId7lnsaro-quZ1BUtxs8PTB1NMGnAO6qCJ0/s320/images.jpg" /></a><br /><div>As time lingers.<br /><br />Will you wait for me?<br />As it will be the most cruel act in the world.<br />I can't let you, even if you do.<br />Then shall the roses scatter to ashes, and the thorns dry to crisp.<br /><br />Don't wait for me.<br /><br />Don't turn your head back.<br />Keep going.<br />and going.</div>sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-44773516103996196402010-04-30T20:27:00.001-07:002010-04-30T20:33:35.374-07:00chocolate<a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:KO-VenOrepC1rM:http://aviscogitations.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/chocolate_rose-86193223.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:KO-VenOrepC1rM:http://aviscogitations.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/chocolate_rose-86193223.jpg" /></a><br /><div>The more I bite on the chocolate in my hand,<br />the darker my hearts become.<br />It makes me so depressed.<br /><br />So depressed.<br /><br />No words can describe.<br />Its just sad.<br />I can feel sadness from this piece of cocoa<br />I can feel it's hatred<br />I can feel it's sorrow.<br /><br />But I'm not going to sympathy it<br />cause I am just the same<br />with a sad piece of chocolate.</div>sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-12087233581734175732010-04-29T02:25:00.000-07:002010-04-29T02:29:01.888-07:00RainIts raining.<br />I don't hate the rain.<br />I don't love the rain.<br />Its just a normal rain.<br />With thunder striking,<br />and the sky raging.<br />The water floods through the land<br />and rushes through all the routes.<br />Clearing all the sins<br />that one has made.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-91394281120902803832010-04-28T07:11:00.000-07:002010-04-28T07:20:58.079-07:00TimeA great strong boulder<br />breaks down to huge rocks<br />then to rocks that are kicked around.<br />Soon to pebbles that are not even seen<br />and to sand, to dust. Gone.<br /><br />Time is the killer,<br />Time is evil.<br />But the more you kill time,<br />the more time kills you.<br />Learn to love time,<br />and time will love you.<br /><br />He is not evil,<br />it was just I<br />who was evil a moment ago.<br />Time is innocent.<br />It was just me.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-27226929846218313142010-04-28T06:47:00.000-07:002010-04-28T07:00:51.364-07:00Do you know what I do wantAs the chilling winds pours through the air,<br />those seeds of nature, the source of all living,<br />flows around to all sides of the world.<br />Find that wind that leads to me,<br />and then maybe you will understand<br />what do I want.<br /><br />I want to be like the air<br />Its not because being the air is outstanding<br />Nor is it because I will gain freedom.<br /><br />Just that I want to be the air<br />The air that mankind all breathes<br />The air that brings peace.<br /><br />Just that.<br />Just that.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-21461781564847961002010-04-24T19:12:00.000-07:002010-04-24T19:36:19.682-07:00EvilI have long wanting to love and bring peace<br />I have long wanting to gain power<br />I have been exploiting the weakness of mankind<br />Is that evil?<br /><br />Maybe it is.<br />But I will continue doing this shit,<br />even if its evil.<br />How I wish I was still naive and stupid.<br />Then I won't have such a ranged dream.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-50960334283057342712010-04-22T01:45:00.000-07:002010-04-24T20:25:44.671-07:00Tears<a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:5u-tNxDhu0fhfM:http://msp259.photobucket.com/albums/hh317/jus_tattoo/tear.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:5u-tNxDhu0fhfM:http://msp259.photobucket.com/albums/hh317/jus_tattoo/tear.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="DISPLAY: block" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span style="DISPLAY: block" id="formatbar_Add_Image" onmouseup="addImage();" class=" on" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" title="Add Image" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img class="gl_photo" border="0" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /></span></span><br />I dropped a tear. I don't know why.<br />I did not yawn, I'm not sad.<br />But beneath my frozen heart seals a wild fire<br />It has been freed. The ice has melted.<br />The darkness that has been dead so long,<br />Reborn itself.<br />I'll remain my smile if i can.<br />But a tear drops,<br />from the bottom of my heart.</div>sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573809573111459860.post-19266284473519916912010-04-20T06:34:00.000-07:002010-04-20T06:48:40.840-07:00Its just like hellI don't know why<span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"></span>I don't know how<br />I'd just fell in love<br />Blame the hormones<br />Blame everything<br />But it is just pain<br />Its just like hell<br />To have a painful love<br /><br />It is just like hell.sinyonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01604034053611894692noreply@blogger.com0