Marijuana sigh, glorious fumes,
"Smoking is bad" said Mama,
Though if she never sees, she'd never know
Whilst I rock this joint, she's cozying at home.
Lying peacefully stroking myself,
The air is filled with nightingales,
Trumpets blowing high and might,
Where is my Prince Charming?
A swish of the knife, slice and dice,
Hair and blood flying everywhere,
All on the floor, walls and the mirror,
Painting everything from white to red
Pounding in my head,
The trembling of the heart,
Fading away into the veil of the night,
Leaving a cold body behind.
Words are alphabets joined together,
Hand in hand forming an image,
They have no sound unless spoken,
No rhyme or rhythm unless read aloud,
Yet as words form images,
Sounds form rhyme and rhythm.
Things of yesteryears pass by,
They collect as memories;
Clogging the passage of time.
Sometimes they stare at us,
In the darkest nights,
And brightest days.
A reminder of things hid away.
A chance encounter ,
Created from an adventure,
You and me,
An echo, a mirror image
Together we form the image of words;
the rhyme and rhythm of sounds,
To vanquish away the things of yesteryears.
One step forward, Two steps backwards
As tear
Marijuana sigh, glorious fumes,
"Smoking is bad" said Mama,
Though if she never sees, she'd never know
Whilst I rock this joint, she's cozying at home.
Lying peacefully stroking myself,
The air is filled with nightingales,
Trumpets blowing high and might,
Where is my Prince Charming?
A swish of the knife, slice and dice,
Hair and blood flying everywhere,
All on the floor, walls and the mirror,
Painting everything from white to red
Pounding in my head,
The trembling of the heart,
Fading away into the veil of the night,
Leaving a cold body behind.
Words are alphabets joined together,
Hand in hand forming an image,
They have no sound unless spoken,
No rhyme or rhythm unless read aloud,
Yet as words form images,
Sounds form rhyme and rhythm.
Things of yesteryears pass by,
They collect as memories;
Clogging the passage of time.
Sometimes they stare at us,
In the darkest nights,
And brightest days.
A reminder of things hid away.
A chance encounter ,
Created from an adventure,
You and me,
An echo, a mirror image
Together we form the image of words;
the rhyme and rhythm of sounds,
To vanquish away the things of yesteryears.
One step forward, Two steps backwards
As tear
My life is art and art is my life. ~Popularity is a biatch. Hate it~
Current Residence: aussie land... whee! Favourite genre of music: anything and everything Favourite photographer: zemotion Favourite style of art: water color MP3 player of choice: iPOD Wallpaper of choice: anything aria-ish Personal Quote: all is lost... just like time... irreversible
I hardly check my account since I started getting caught up with my TR application/finding a job in Aussie/ACTUALLY trying to fulfill my dreams in life (AKA SCORING MY JOB TO TEACH IN JAPAN!) ... ATTEMPTING TO BE HAPPY because I got ditched by a friend that I kinda liked (yeah, it's like last year's drama repeated except with the fact I went through being in a one-sided relationship for 8 months... trying every attempt to save the relationship. Bugger the idiotic me. XD)
So it is really a pleasant and puzzling surprise to see what was awaiting me inside my inbox.
To the you whom replied to me, I still wholeheartedly love/admire/think fondly
This year, my creativity has been stagnated.
Hardly produced much drawings. Mostly sketches left untouched for a while.
The only other thing that I did was write poetry for poetry class.
LOTS AND LOTS of poetry.
Of random things that my mind could churn out.
Apparently, too sensual for my own good.
*sigh*
Perverts... my friends are perverts.
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Yeah... go have a look at it and tell me what you think.
Hey to all my watchers/readers of my faithful journal...
As everyone knows... Japan has just been hit by the worst disaster in history.
A massive 9.0 earthquake in Saitama struck them two days ago resulting in many aftershock tremors and a large scale 10m tsunami wave that devastated the land. With the loss of electricity amongst other utilities, some of the nuclear power plants suffered from an explosion in their core reactor, attributing to radiation poisoning to any whom were unable to evacuate successfully from the affected perimeter.
This is where you come in.
For ANY and all whom care, you could start by donating to fundraisers av
*huggles* I know~! I'm actually quite surprised that I'm still lurking on DA. *laughs* Then again, I've always liked watching new works and trying to dissect whatever I see~! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD