okay, i am bringing back 5 of my favorite poems which i wrote! waaahaay! hmmm so what's numero uno? it my first official poem i wrote and also its still hasnt got a title! so here's numero uno:
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Everyday is like a new day,
Everyday time flies like sand,
Everyday friends sees each other and greet for a while,
Everyday seems like we're getting older every minute.
But does a new day seems like yesterday?
And time is just slow moving snail seems like its forver?
And we meet new friends but does it means that we can make enemies?
And aging seems like we're moving on without even noticing?
Every year a man and woman falls in love,
Every year there's good news to be heard,
Every year is changing our lives,
Every year we're still in the same place.
But does this love lasts for a small time? a while? forever? or hopes that it's everlasting?
And does it seems that there more bad news than good news?
And as the year goes by new things changes our mind,
And we're moving one place to another each year.
Lifetime of many chances created for us,
Lifetime of many success stories being told,
Lifetime of many blooming potential,
Lifetime of such great hapiness in our life.
But these chances that are created are always miss chances right?
And every success there is always failure on the back of success,
And every blooming potential is always wasted,
And when there's hapiness there is always saddness in some point of our life.
Forever we'll be men and women full of cheers and jeers
Forever we'll be inspired through many things
Forever we'll be motivated by many things
Forever friendships will last like never a ending song
Forever we'll make new friends and meet many people in our lifetime
But we men and women are somewhat not in cheers and jeers as the battle yet to be won,
And inspiration is always ruined by many drawbacks of life,
And motivation does not last forever as its only short term
And friends come and go in our life but yet hoping to meet them again
And yet making new friends is great but do they know you well enough?
Memories are lastingMemories of childhood friends are the best
Memories of school and previous friends lasts forever
Memories of being in love, falling in love
Memories of our life
But our brain is not a terabyte as we can only store a certain amount of memory
And our child friends do they remember you or they forget you?
And does our previous friends and school remember us?
And love does it really last? unless you find the perfect match...
And can we remember all our experiences in our life?
Let me ask you this,
Do you know your life?
Do you know what love is?
Do you know your friends really well? or do they know you?
Do you remember anyone in your past?
Do you remember your past experiences?
Do you love your pancreas?
Do you love your life?
Most importantly is that are you enjoying your life?
Even though it's been a rough road,
Filled with bumps of happiness and sadness
Thus i ask you are you enjoying your life as it stands?
And yet hoping that your future would be great til the very end of life?
now numero dos fav is calle friendship:
Friendship
We met for the first time like Stranger in a mist,
We began talking as a new life began,
A feeling that something new is spurring,
Then noticed I made a friend.
Friendship have been made,
Yet we've become closer,
We are hand in hand through hardship and troubles,
We cheered each other up during down moments.
This friendship is amazing,
With many laughter sounds in a distance,
Excitement through many radical moments,
Joy in our eyes like fiery spirit of enlightment.
I realized I have made a great friend,
A friend that will be at my side through everything,
A friend that I will trust,
A friend I know that you will never betray me.
But there is a dark side,
Will this friendship last?
I've trusted you and be with you through many hardships,
And This is how will it end?
A sorrowful and painful end?
Or a joyful and tearful end?
Okay......and now what we've all been feeling at most times nowadays...BOREDOM!
Bored
You are sitting in your room,
Watching marching bands of ants,
Looking at your window,
And now thinking,
But yet what is this called?
Where you just sit in one place,
And do nothing?
Is it because you lost interest,
Completely nothing to do,
And thinking that going online would kill boredom?
Thinking about what you're going to do next?
Well never mind, you're losing interest.
What is this feeling?
Seems like frozen in time,
And time is slow as a snail,
Losing interest.
What is it called?
Everyone has been through this,
Almost everyday they've faced this feeling.
It is called boredom,
Boredom like a natural feeling for humans,
Commonly attacks when you're blank,
Is there a solution?
If there is what is it?
The one and only solutionIs to actually do something!
Seriously, get off that seat and do something!
I know we're bored and lazy,
But please get up! And do something!
You can walk amongst the mist,
Or go online and talk amongst your bored comrades.
Why?
Sitting here writing this poem is getting such a chore,
That i actually bore,
Yet realizing that technology makes us such a git,
That we rely on them so much that we bore ourselves!
That we bore ourselves by surfing the waves of websites,
Nor we don't do anything but let the poor machine do everything by itself.
number 4 is sleepaholic! i love sleeping! hehe
Sleepaholic
Do we need mr sandman to help us sleep?
Do we count sheep or something to help us sleep?
Yet we automatically fall asleep for many hours,
But why?
Could be that our bodies has excreted all our energy?
Is it because someone owes us some hours of sleep.
Then how long do we have to sleep?
We don't know how long we sleep as we just sleep.
Because it's a such joy to sleep many countless hours,
With many sleepless nights of work and doing other stuff,
The bed is home for me, it's heaven of sleeps,
Long dreamy days and nights is like a homeplace.
But wait having slept for many countless hours,
have i forgotten where did i sleep?
Did i slept on the benches outside at park?
What did i suppose to do?
Oh no! mayhem to me! I'm late for something!
It's been a year of sleep? I'm surprised that i slept for that long,
I blame you Mr Sandman and the countless sheeps i counted,
Look what you've done to me.
I have fallen in love with sleep,
Sleep is like my drug now,
So please don't disturb me,
I'm going back to my wonder land of dreams.
But wait i'm getting addicted to sleep,
but then sleep is good!
No, i must wake up and smell the morning air!
The morning air smells like sweet feaces in the air,
Oh I miss my dreamy heavens,
I want long hours of this drug.
I have become,
A Sleepaholic
And now numero 5, something we've been cursed with through our education life! procasination!
Procasination
When you've got nothing to do,
It strikes to you very unexpectly,
Feels like you gotta work or do something,
But it strikes to you like a virus urging you.
It Urges you to stop and be blank for hours,
This virus affects every single soul in the whole world,
It even has it's own website in the net,
The virus spreads an instant.
What is this virus?
Is it the Ebola virus but it couldn't be,
Is it AIDS/HIV? no that STD,
Is it cancer? no it's not.
So what is it?
It's call procasinating,
It strikes you like silent ninja,
Getting you not to work for many hours,
How can we stop this?
It's very simple and easy,
Be Bored and have lots of fun!
soo yea! poems i wrote! and now for the today's post!
In church choir, something good has been happening! which is that no one is making cantor! since the big bosses and Pianists has the power and choosing all the ones who they some how prefer rather choose some people who has one go once only and the ones who hasnt yet sang! haha i am just kinda glad that i am not cantoring...but ummm rather disappointed i wanna cantor again, i can do it i believe i can do it!.....i seem to become the boy with the loudest vocals in the group now...since i learned that you need power of voice [volume and to show your vocals], right pitching [feel the music rather than reading the notes] and right tempo [feel the beat and speed of the music]...so yea....
Now for some exciting news, i think and i got a feeling that i might be singing my first recital or solo next week since i've been told to memorize the lyrics, tempo, pitch of let it be.....so yea i am looking forward to it!
This week driving theory test! YES! haha i am actually happy that i have a test! hahaha since exams are over anyways! errr i am both confident and saying to myself i can do it!
errm now i go sleep, me tired, me sleepaholic! me got to wake up soon anyways...adios!
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