Running was an experience for me.I relished the brisk steady breaze flowing and tangling itself in my chesnut coloured hair.The way the thud of my Nike trainers seemed never ending and significant in the crispy rich dawn air. My crimson hue ipod pounded song after song through the natural intake of beat passing into my ear.
The Muzik gave me some preference to look around into my picturete surroundings.
The horizon was even lebih exquisite than when i'd fisrt layed my topaz eyes upon it the morning.The sky seemed to be in its own heaven untwinched with clouds but flubouyant with natural colour. Vivid Ros streaked through the horizon with the earliest signs of deep blue setting the sky.As i watched with delight,the sun was slowly creeping its way up to the centre of the evermore untroubled atmosphere.
Saturday Mornings were the essence of my week when it came to running,so it wasn't queer for me to take an unexpected turn in my track.Jogging gradually down a tight packed inncline,was the moment that i cluttered chaoticly of the path.
Just as my sight caught a figure in the distance sprinting towards me.
My destination was at the bottom of a rocky steep hill,where i lay with the breath knocked out of my whole body.I did'nt know how long i lay there Frozen on the unsteady ground,with the sun plummeting down on me,but all of a sudden,the sunshine was blocked out sejak a dark silhoutte.
The figure crouched down beside me, his outline no longer puzzling my weary head.
'Charlotte,Charlotte'his voice anxixous now.
'Can anda hear me?Charlotte its Taylor' he spoke, as he placed the delicate palm of his hand on me head.
'Taylor is that really you?Ow my head' i berkata creasingly as i too touched my now ever pounding crown of my head.
'Yes Charl,its me' Taylor spoke spftly in my ear, as i lokked up into his hazy indigo blue eyes that were suddenly locked with mine.
'What do anda think anda were doing trying to get down that incline,its too dangerous' He carried on speaking, a he tried most gently to life me from my grave like angkasa on the crushed ground.
I'd always dreamed of something like this,but never did i think it would actually come true.
Taylor Dervoux otherwise known as the fiery newbie to Carlton High was like no other boy i'd ever seen.From his dashing looks, his outstanding sporting abielities, things like his smart eagerness in lessons to his charming charisma, made any girl weak at the knees (me included).
The Muzik gave me some preference to look around into my picturete surroundings.
The horizon was even lebih exquisite than when i'd fisrt layed my topaz eyes upon it the morning.The sky seemed to be in its own heaven untwinched with clouds but flubouyant with natural colour. Vivid Ros streaked through the horizon with the earliest signs of deep blue setting the sky.As i watched with delight,the sun was slowly creeping its way up to the centre of the evermore untroubled atmosphere.
Saturday Mornings were the essence of my week when it came to running,so it wasn't queer for me to take an unexpected turn in my track.Jogging gradually down a tight packed inncline,was the moment that i cluttered chaoticly of the path.
Just as my sight caught a figure in the distance sprinting towards me.
My destination was at the bottom of a rocky steep hill,where i lay with the breath knocked out of my whole body.I did'nt know how long i lay there Frozen on the unsteady ground,with the sun plummeting down on me,but all of a sudden,the sunshine was blocked out sejak a dark silhoutte.
The figure crouched down beside me, his outline no longer puzzling my weary head.
'Charlotte,Charlotte'his voice anxixous now.
'Can anda hear me?Charlotte its Taylor' he spoke, as he placed the delicate palm of his hand on me head.
'Taylor is that really you?Ow my head' i berkata creasingly as i too touched my now ever pounding crown of my head.
'Yes Charl,its me' Taylor spoke spftly in my ear, as i lokked up into his hazy indigo blue eyes that were suddenly locked with mine.
'What do anda think anda were doing trying to get down that incline,its too dangerous' He carried on speaking, a he tried most gently to life me from my grave like angkasa on the crushed ground.
I'd always dreamed of something like this,but never did i think it would actually come true.
Taylor Dervoux otherwise known as the fiery newbie to Carlton High was like no other boy i'd ever seen.From his dashing looks, his outstanding sporting abielities, things like his smart eagerness in lessons to his charming charisma, made any girl weak at the knees (me included).
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the saat of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But anda should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do anda do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three lebih seconds, gone, like that,
Did anda use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these saat in hell.
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Tick, tick, tick
That sound, constant in my head,
A sound that haunts every mind,
A sound that brings fear,
A clock,
Ticking the saat of your life away,
Making life shorter and shorter with every tick,
Drawing death nearer and nearer,
But anda should not live in fear,
For life is too short for such a thing,
Some people waste these precious seconds,
Others treasure them, making sure that no tick is wasted,
The clock ticks on,
But as this sound is registered,
What do anda do?
Tick, tick, tick
Three lebih seconds, gone, like that,
Did anda use them well?
Live life,
For life is too short to spend these saat in hell.
His Melody
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the bukit
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
To quiet the tears
She sings him to sleep
When the morning has dawned
He can’t be roused from a rest so deep
She sings him to sleep
Night after night
And when he does not awaken
Her will to go on grows slight
She sits and waits while he’s away
She remembers his laugh and smile
Oh what a joy to see his joy
She lifts up a prayer “May I see him in a short while?”
She sits at the window and waits
The sun sets slowly behind the bukit
The others say hello but she doesn’t hear
She is waiting to make the tears still
The time has come she cannot wait
She sets out to see her boy
To stop the tears
To bring him joy
But the tears she stills are not his
They fall from her eyes
She sings his lullaby again tonight
As she kisses the stone and her son good bye
Dear record of my misfortune I was correct. Today I walked into class and saw a huge pile of letters on my desk. When I opened them I realized that it was hate mail. It was so stupid, people were getting angry at me for what I did to Jessica when it was her fault! They were saying things like : Die Emo jalang, perempuan jalang die, bitchy whore. That last komen doesn't even apply to me! I haven't even had my first Ciuman and they are saying this stuff to me! There was one letter that was bot mean even though I don't know who sent it. Inside it berkata Ros are red violets are blue I don't now why they hurt you, if anda want I'll tell them to can it, all because I Cinta anda Janet. I don't know who wrote anda Cinta poem rhyme thing but I Cinta anda too!
Is It True anda Lie?
Is It True anda Hate Me?
Is It True anda Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True anda Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True anda Like Me Crying?
Is It True anda Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True anda Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True anda Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True anda Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True anda Let Me Call anda My True Bestfriend When anda Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Is It True anda Hate Me?
Is It True anda Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True anda Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True anda Like Me Crying?
Is It True anda Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True anda Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True anda Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True anda Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True anda Let Me Call anda My True Bestfriend When anda Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Her eyes were api, kebakaran red,
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why anda are
mad at me.
Why anda shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My Friends ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why anda are mad.
Why do anda have to do
what anda do to me?
Why does it give anda
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my Friends take action?
Why cant anda tell me WHY?
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why anda are
mad at me.
Why anda shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My Friends ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why anda are mad.
Why do anda have to do
what anda do to me?
Why does it give anda
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my Friends take action?
Why cant anda tell me WHY?
Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not sejak blood, then sejak what?
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, anda ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time Penulisan in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, anda ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time Penulisan in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
jamie is a beautiful girl. she has long ,blond hair,she has a merah jambu baju and dark blue jeans. she was the cousin of lindsey.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do anda have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do anda wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do anda have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do anda wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.
