P O E M S
place where I put my poems.
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
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.
-x-x-x-
to the people and things that i appreciate.
My dogs. ( Girly && Cohen )
Why? : Because they keep me accompany when i m down :(
Pn. Mariam. ( My biology teacher, no surprise right? )Why? : For being so patient and sweet to us :DDD!
* Will add more in the future *
Stand your ground.
6:22 AM - Wednesday, November 5, 2008
He sat alone in the dark room.
He stood up, wiped the tears, cleared his voice.
"Should I die?" He yelled.
His voice echoed throughout the room.
Fear approached.
"Yes. For the fear of dying painfully and meaninglessly."
And returned back into the shadows.
Rasionality approached.
"No. For the rasionality of the human mind and society."
And returned back into the shadows.
Sorrow approached.
"Yes. For every second you spend on Earth only makes more sorrow."
And returned back into the shadows.
Vengeance approached.
"No. Not without taking down your enemies with vengeance before your grave." And returned back into the shadows.
Pain approached.
"Yes. For I am too strained with pain."
And returned back into the shadows.
Memories approached.
"No. The delicate weavings of memories have tied you to Earth."
And returned back into the shadows.
The boy fell down to the floor.
Crying again.
Suddenly.
He felt a hand on his shoulders.
But theres no one there in the pitch darkness.
Out of curiousity and undecisiveness,
he waited, and waited, and stood his ground,
against all of his emotions who tormented him,
with suggestions.
He noticed.
The more he stood through the pain,
Staying patient, standing in the rain,
Being strong, and the emotions that he coped,
The brighter the light glowed,
named - hope.Random stanza I wrote while bored. Explores the human mind (: The human mind is like a dark room, where emotions are personified. They give their own suggestions to you, but NEVER take them. Only listen to hope, which is the shy and timid emotion that appears rarely. Only appears if you rebulked all of the other emotions, and only appears if you give it the chance to.
Stand your ground.
C R E D I T S
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