"Reflections In The Puddles"
Journal
Thursday, April 13, 2006
>Should i celebrate or should i grieve for the end of another week?
Finally a tiring week of school had ended and time for rest, where no sleep could ever recover those that i lost in the past weeks.
Its another week closer to examinations. Feeling so burnout. Sigh.
In times of life, it is always so ironic. Why can't we just have one-sided view to make life less complicated? and people, try and put down your pride for just a moment of time to reap back a greater harvest. Treasure what do you haf now; dust will return to dust and earth will return to earth.
-returned to dust and earth-
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
>Today is almost an exact replica of what happened as mentioned in the previous post.
I shall date 4th of April the runner-up of my most unlucky day.
I received my test paper today, and it is also amaths, i saw something that i shouldn't have done. How can you ever write the correct answer on your qn paper and write another thing on your answer sheet? What was i thinking! This seriously made my blood boil. After this, i managed to get over my emotions, not totally though, and there come the salt on my wound. For ss test, I should have written something which i thought i wrote, but i didn't. What is my world coming to?!?!
can someone end this misery?
if everyone cared.
Voices
Quotes
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
- Solasura
"Muted Joy"
Words appearing before aquamarine eyes,
Inner warmth awakened.
Coldened heart was melted,
returning to its liquidfied state.
Hopes of rain fallen,
sheltered by feelings.
Flooded everywhere,
but not a single drop here.
Tune rings by the ears,
Emotions being mixed up.
Weak and deplorable,
Just takes the shape of you.
Ensnared by you,
Unintentionally or intentionally,
unable to be freed,
till Reaper's Scythe appears.
Which will appear first, rain or scythe?
"Solitude"
Time flies when words strung out,
numbing the bitter nerve.
Defrostation took place,
Everything seem to be in summer,
From the frosted white fingers,
darkness in the heart,
you brought warmth and light.
Turning upon an unretaliatable liquid.
Just as words strung out once again,
froze all happiness in me.
Bitterness awakened,
Negligible autumn, forver winterness.
Eclipse seems to take place forever.
Light and warmth never took place,
Darkness and chill,
mutated the mind into an unfeeling solid.
When solitude occurs, does anyone bothers?
- Takizawa