Count down.
Exhilaration, anticipation, and emotions I cannot read.
Darkness and mumbles.
Outbursts of rainbows and delight.
I do not feel it.
For rather than the appreciation of colors,
I was gazing upon the stars.
The lonely stars.
Reminiscing my promise to you under the stars.
Have you forgotten?
I will keep my promise
for I am a man of my words.
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
Sunday, October 6, 2013
Ethereal
Alluring, prepossessing, exquisite.
Innate, genuine , unpretentious.
Staid, I am
Time passes,
Intimacy of ephemeral,
Ineffable.
Laving dew.
Innate, genuine , unpretentious.
Staid, I am
Time passes,
Intimacy of ephemeral,
Ineffable.
Laving dew.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Cake
A piece of chocolate cake
on my far-edged computer table.
it attracts me.
But I have yet to have my spoon.
It would be dirty
to hold the cake with my bare hands.
on my far-edged computer table.
it attracts me.
But I have yet to have my spoon.
It would be dirty
to hold the cake with my bare hands.
Hah! I guess I will just wait.
wait for my spoon to arrive.
wait for my time to arrive.
wait for you.
It appears that,
a piece of chocolate cake
is not as easy as a piece of cake.
wait for my spoon to arrive.
wait for my time to arrive.
wait for you.
It appears that,
a piece of chocolate cake
is not as easy as a piece of cake.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Afterall
A road without streetlights.
An eagle without wings.
A box without a base.
A book without pages.
A fish without water.
a man without air.
a test without timing.
Faith without consideration.
A world without color.
It is still darkness,
Afterall.
An eagle without wings.
A box without a base.
A book without pages.
A fish without water.
a man without air.
a test without timing.
Faith without consideration.
A world without color.
It is still darkness,
Afterall.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
pieces of my heart.
If I could cut out pieces of my heart,
and sell it.
What would it feel like?
Would it feel sad?
Would it be pain?
I don't really care, but
I am sure those pieces are not even worthy.
Nobody will want them.
Not even worthy,
to you.
and sell it.
What would it feel like?
Would it feel sad?
Would it be pain?
I don't really care, but
I am sure those pieces are not even worthy.
Nobody will want them.
Not even worthy,
to you.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Red
Since when,
did it rain blood in my world?
All the grass growing on the endless land
are being dyed red.
The wind that usually touches my skin,
is now sharpened, bringing the smell of blood lust.
The sun,
freezes at sunset,
making the clouds burn on fire.
Its all red.
did it rain blood in my world?
All the grass growing on the endless land
are being dyed red.
The wind that usually touches my skin,
is now sharpened, bringing the smell of blood lust.
The sun,
freezes at sunset,
making the clouds burn on fire.
Its all red.
slack
Why?
Just why?
I can read through things easily,
but my vision gets so blur.
My mind can react to swift actions ,
but my body just won't move.
Why can I understand excessive knowledge,
and not be able to perform them?
I'm just so pissed.
I would be a lot better off,
If I was stupid.
For the hatred, darkness, sorrow, pain and fear,
I wouldn't even understand if met.
A lot happier I will be at.
so deep...
thou shall not understand too.
Just why?
I can read through things easily,
but my vision gets so blur.
My mind can react to swift actions ,
but my body just won't move.
Why can I understand excessive knowledge,
and not be able to perform them?
I'm just so pissed.
I would be a lot better off,
If I was stupid.
For the hatred, darkness, sorrow, pain and fear,
I wouldn't even understand if met.
A lot happier I will be at.
so deep...
thou shall not understand too.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Snake
As the snake grows.
Its skin no longer feed its purpose.
The skin sheds silently.
And the snake's limit to its power has been extended.
You may not recognize my skin anymore.
But its just me,
In the next level.
Its skin no longer feed its purpose.
The skin sheds silently.
And the snake's limit to its power has been extended.
You may not recognize my skin anymore.
But its just me,
In the next level.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
A white butterfly
I was playing dota
A game that all lusts to kill,
hatred forms on the battlefield.
A white butterfly stops by on my shoulder,
it feels so weird.
when something so pure lands on the evil.
void.
I lightly palm down the lid of the laptop.
The butterfly flies.
no more games, now serious.
A game that all lusts to kill,
hatred forms on the battlefield.
A white butterfly stops by on my shoulder,
it feels so weird.
when something so pure lands on the evil.
void.
I lightly palm down the lid of the laptop.
The butterfly flies.
no more games, now serious.
Monday, June 21, 2010
rain
It rained.
I just love the rain,
not because of this song.
I like the atmosphere of the rain.
The drizzling sound that covers most other noise,
makes the world so quiet.
I feel so in peace.
And can you smell the rain?
It smells sweet and cold.
A natural fragrance made for my nose.
Breezy wind touches me,
and tells me all the love that was brought from
all around the world.
I just like the rain.
Its too bad I can't drink it.
I just love the rain,
not because of this song.
I like the atmosphere of the rain.
The drizzling sound that covers most other noise,
makes the world so quiet.
I feel so in peace.
And can you smell the rain?
It smells sweet and cold.
A natural fragrance made for my nose.
Breezy wind touches me,
and tells me all the love that was brought from
all around the world.
I just like the rain.
Its too bad I can't drink it.
Friday, June 11, 2010
I left a trail
This path that I've travel.
Not knowing it,
but a trail forms behind.
Inspiring those behind of me
to follow my footsteps.
Don't follow me.
It just looks great.
But you don't know whats needed to face.
And you don't know the blood and tears
that lies ahead.
I cannot stop you.
Its your freedom to follow.
But perhaps warn you?
Not knowing it,
but a trail forms behind.
Inspiring those behind of me
to follow my footsteps.
Don't follow me.
It just looks great.
But you don't know whats needed to face.
And you don't know the blood and tears
that lies ahead.
I cannot stop you.
Its your freedom to follow.
But perhaps warn you?
Thursday, June 3, 2010
A new path
A path of fate appears before me,
formed by my failure and lackness of ability.
This road,
Where mountains grow,
Where cliffs cuts,
But my only lead to peace.
I will place my foot in it.
And never turn back.
So chilly and windy.
So dark and gloomy.
This it where it will all lie.
This is when I will make a legend.
For the person before me had made one too.
A legend to tell to the next generation.
The greens.
formed by my failure and lackness of ability.
This road,
Where mountains grow,
Where cliffs cuts,
But my only lead to peace.
I will place my foot in it.
And never turn back.
So chilly and windy.
So dark and gloomy.
This it where it will all lie.
This is when I will make a legend.
For the person before me had made one too.
A legend to tell to the next generation.
The greens.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Drink
I'd never like to drink.
It tastes bitter.
As the more i drink,
others becomes void and tasteless.
Addicted.
Not to alcohol
but to sadness.
It tastes bitter.
As the more i drink,
others becomes void and tasteless.
Addicted.
Not to alcohol
but to sadness.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Fallen Angel
Compare me with the darkness.
We are the same.
As heaven falls into chaos,
I have fallen.
The heart that was once holy,
chilled by the coldness of evil,
has shattered into bits of ice.
I have fallen.
I was reborn through the darkness,
My destiny is darkness,
A fate no blood can wash.
This darkness,
I hate.
We are the same.
As heaven falls into chaos,
I have fallen.
The heart that was once holy,
chilled by the coldness of evil,
has shattered into bits of ice.
I have fallen.
I was reborn through the darkness,
My destiny is darkness,
A fate no blood can wash.
This darkness,
I hate.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Today
I am going to write something straight-forward today.
I went on a mountain hiking after school today.
My school shoes are all dirty. I am wet, like a mad dog.
But I enjoy it.
Going deep in the mountains on myself.
Cycling to there myself.
The forest is all quiet and silent.
And I'd just put my bike aside, and hike to the top.
Watching the sunset.
Alone.
My parents will be back at 9.
I went on a mountain hiking after school today.
My school shoes are all dirty. I am wet, like a mad dog.
But I enjoy it.
Going deep in the mountains on myself.
Cycling to there myself.
The forest is all quiet and silent.
And I'd just put my bike aside, and hike to the top.
Watching the sunset.
Alone.
My parents will be back at 9.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Hatred
D'you know that hatred
that will make him kill.
D'you know what is that?
No.
Hatred doesn't exist, my love.
Its only the chaos that blinds your heart.
Its only the shadows that cover the land.
Endure it.
until first light.
that will make him kill.
D'you know what is that?
No.
Hatred doesn't exist, my love.
Its only the chaos that blinds your heart.
Its only the shadows that cover the land.
Endure it.
until first light.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Stars
The star that glimmers upon the dark mysterious sky.
she smile to me with delight.
such a smile that lightens the whole world.
Its like a candle in a world of darkness.
I reach out my hands.
But I know I can never touch.
Her smile I saw,
is a smile of a thousand year.
We are apart.
Nothing can reach.
But at least,
I can see her smile.
Just a shinny star.
I can see.
she smile to me with delight.
such a smile that lightens the whole world.
Its like a candle in a world of darkness.
I reach out my hands.
But I know I can never touch.
Her smile I saw,
is a smile of a thousand year.
We are apart.
Nothing can reach.
But at least,
I can see her smile.
Just a shinny star.
I can see.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
wait
Friday, April 30, 2010
chocolate
The more I bite on the chocolate in my hand,
the darker my hearts become.
It makes me so depressed.
So depressed.
No words can describe.
Its just sad.
I can feel sadness from this piece of cocoa
I can feel it's hatred
I can feel it's sorrow.
But I'm not going to sympathy it
cause I am just the same
with a sad piece of chocolate.
the darker my hearts become.
It makes me so depressed.
So depressed.
No words can describe.
Its just sad.
I can feel sadness from this piece of cocoa
I can feel it's hatred
I can feel it's sorrow.
But I'm not going to sympathy it
cause I am just the same
with a sad piece of chocolate.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Rain
Its raining.
I don't hate the rain.
I don't love the rain.
Its just a normal rain.
With thunder striking,
and the sky raging.
The water floods through the land
and rushes through all the routes.
Clearing all the sins
that one has made.
I don't hate the rain.
I don't love the rain.
Its just a normal rain.
With thunder striking,
and the sky raging.
The water floods through the land
and rushes through all the routes.
Clearing all the sins
that one has made.
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