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Bloodlust

Walking through the hard rocking ground,
Snifing through the air like a grey hound,
Hunger drives the animal through,
It is waiting for an unlucky fool,

The scent of the unfortunate prey is near,
The prey should be trembling in fear,
As the moon arises to the sky,
Red-shot eyes that petrifies,
Edged-sharp teeth is revealed,
The fur of the animal is concealed,

As it lies in wait for the right leap,
It jumps so high it lands a few feet,
Its teeth puncturing deep into the flesh,
Swirling, twisting, gushing and slash,
And at last the prey has died,
A tasty meal keeps the hunger satisfied.

© 2008 All copyright of the poems above belongs to me, and me only. So no dirty-fingers please. :DD

Y O U T U B E L O V E

one boy, two personalities.

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H I M S E L F

me myself and i :D

!Hullo. My name's John and umm, I own this blog? o_O I don't know what to write here, so I m just going to do a general introduction. I am sixteen years old, my birthday is on september 30 ( at the end of the equinox ), I absolutely adore dark poetry and basically any story that revolves around a suitable fantasy. I have the craziest friends ever, a naruto-obsessed zombie that goes by the name of Andrew, Kalai the only sane person in our group, Sharine the girl with issues with cookies and dieting and Mel the gossip girl of five-bee. So I guess thats it?

RANDOM FACTS

i m totally weird.

ONE I am allergic to caffeine. If I get even a sip or scent, I'll have a deep migraine and faint. TWO I ish left-handed! And its the natural-kind too. Even though I think differently from most people that are right-handed ( which is pretty cool ;D ) I cant help but admit that I m clumsy as heck. Also its hard when people ask you to break down information, lefties cant do that, they can only form information then find a pattern. THREE I am aquaphobic, it means I m afraid of being in a large mass of water, chyeah. FOUR I am a very superstitous-person. Its normal for me to believe in dark matter and other worldly energies. FIVE I am absolutely freaked out by any bug that eats plants. Its true, honest. I'll die of a heart attack when I m near a cockroach or a grasshopper, but I am fine with spiders. Infact I adore black widows and tarantulas :D SIX I love rainy-days. :D SEVEN I hate listing out long lists, so yeah this is cold-hard evidence ;)

T O D O L I S T

this should be useful.

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D E D I C A T I O N S

to the people and things that i appreciate.

My dogs. ( Girly && Cohen )

Why? : Because they keep me accompany when i m down :(

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Pn. Mariam. ( My biology teacher, no surprise right? )

Why? : For being so patient and sweet to us :DDD!

* Will add more in the future *

Sonnets.

8:26 AM - Monday, August 11, 2008

It is close to midnight over here and my eyelids feels like bricks now. But I have a sudden urge to publish this last post before I hit the hay. I've did some research on William Shakespeare and I am just amazed at his work. I've been inspired by many of his works and plays. But the thing that intrigues me are his sonnets.

Sonnets is a poem which is arranged in a strict order. I am not sure about the rules of sonnets but I really felt like writing 30 sonnets as a start. I plan to make it to 130 atleast before I get bored of poetry. I don't think I would never honestly get bored of poetry though, it has been a part of my life and I have grown a flair for writing in everything english.

Compared to the wonderful and literate writers we have today, I am nothing but a small pebble in a big and rocky world. I am still a little rough around the edges and I still need some polishing. Perhaps in a few years after my SPM, after my driver's license, after settling into my college or university I would be able to finish this dream of completing this 130 sonnets.

I imagine each and every single sonnet as a jar where you could keep various objects inside. These objects represents my emotions, feelings and memories in my life. I wish to preserve these precious memories so that one day, long after I am gone, my flair of writing would still survive and thrive in the pages of many literature books.

What a dream that would be! I just hope it gets fulfilled. But as the saying goes 'God can't help you if you can't help yourself'. So I must slowly work my way to the top with great tenacity. I am still young and theres alot more obstacles ahead of me but rest assured, I am not going to let anything stand in the way of me fulfilling my humble wish.

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F L A S H B A C K

just incase you want to see my old posts.

July 2008
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December 2008

S L A V E S

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Lemon-king.
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Paulineeee.
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Steven.
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Other slaves.
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Other slaves.

C R E D I T S

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