Stop telling me it's going to be okay,
Nothing's going to make me stay,
Try to understand why I say what I say,
When I say I'm running away,

I'm leaving this place,
And the past that I can't erase,
Please give me one last embrace,
Before I run away in disgrace,

Please don't tell me I should stay,
I've led everything into disarray,
Trust me, trust me when I say,
I'll be back some day...

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Author's Note: This poem is inspired by Midnight Hour's Running Away. Keep in mind it does not represent what I wish to do, but rather is just a story I concocted up that was inspired by the emotional pull of the song.

I hope it is enjoyable This boy just wanted to play,
But somewhere along the way,
Fate had something better to say,
“You’ll care for her, each and every day”,

So he looked at her curiously,
And at that moment was struck silly,
He fell in love, and loved her dearly,
And his past became history,

And so for the first time,
He truly fell in love,
An emotion simple yet sublime,
With her, he fell in love…

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Author's Note: For you My hands on your back,
Your lips on my neck,
My hands all over you,
Our moans rare and few,

Your lovely hair in my face,
As we sleep in each others' embrace,
Your smell so sweet and near,
I pour all my secrets into your ear,

Waking up to your smile,
We're entangled, clothes in a pile,
All that matters is that you're here,
In my arms, my dear.

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Author's Note: I lost all my previous works. They're no more on my computer. I feel lazy to save them each one by one off this blog but I believe I should do that. Some unpublished work of mine are also gone... Those... They'll never come back. the incomplete story called Subway will be left incomplete I guess. Isn't that sad? Faced a bump in my application process. Some documents hasn't been certified yet.

Oh wait, make that two. My mother just accidentally told me my father owes the bank 60-70k and is close to bankruptcy. If he announces that, assets will be frozen and it's bye bye SCSU. Cause his name is in a lot of things. Sigh.

Good news on the other hand is that I did well for my makeup test. Or so I would like to believe.

Bad news however is that I've been disappointing the girl I love. Cry,
Please don't lie,
When you avoid my eye,
It makes me want to cry,

Hi,
Please don't let the conversation die,
When you end so quickly with a bye,
It makes me want to cry,

Why,
There's a reason you don't reply,
But my imagination isn't my ally,
It makes me want to cry,


Try,
To find out what you imply,
Without getting you awry,
Please don't say goodbye,

Don't put a wall between us,
Because there's nothing worse,
But I'm probably overreacting,
Just telling you I'm here for you, for everything. What oh what is that big blue thing?
Covering hovering over this beautiful spring,
With fluffy white puffy cottons in it,
It's so pretty is it something I can eat?

What could it be that rumbling sound?!
And where oh where would is it bound?!
From afar I see the hulking abyss,
Coming surrounded with a black vengeful mist,

Together they clashed the demon and angel,
But it was one-sided, there was simply no battle,
Everything beautiful was devoured,
And on it went, the demon empowered.

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Author's Note: Once again, I ended up writing my analysis of a poem with another "poem". This is based on e.e.cummings's The Sky Was Candy.

What our class was supposed to do was to try to re-imagine the scene through the eyes of a child, and write it out our own way.

I imagined that a naive fairy-tale loving child with a little imagination would probably see it this way, of course minus the flowery (or not) language I used.

I'm still stuck with the idea that young kids would probably be a little bit shocked at those old noisy dirty rumbling locomotives at first sight lol.

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Now playing: Bat For Lashes - Horse and I
via FoxyTunes I am at peace,
For death is my release,
An end to past, present and future,
I am simply, here,

In life I put on a facade,
The dream in everyone's heart,
In life I seem noble and polite,
But they know not the insecurities I hide,

Never satisfied with all that I have,
That's what eventually led to my death,
The same will go to people that looked at me,
And said among themselves "He's got everything, you see?"

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Author's Note: The continuation of sorts for Edwin Arlington Robinson's poem entitled Richard Cory. Written for my English Literature Appreciation class in ICSJ “It’s okay” they said to me,
“You’re only human after all”,
But after awhile I started to see,
Men just weren’t meant to fall,

I know I’m not the best for you,
I’m only the second in line,
Painful to admit but it’s true,
I wonder if out of ten am I even a nine,

My insecurities, my inner fears,
And the sharp stab I feel,
They’re my secret, they’re my tears,
These are scars that take time to heal,

I realize I’m not the only one for you,
But you’re the only one for me,
I hide it well but I’m insecure too,
Because it’s better if you didn’t see,

Men are made of steel,
But even superman fears kryptonite,
I hide it well but in the end I still feel,
But I’ll be okay, just give me tonight…

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Now playing: Our Lady Peace - Starseed
via FoxyTunes

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