Friday, November 17, 2006
We live, we die.
W can't live forever, can we?
A great loss indeed.
Here we are, lying on our deathbeds.
What do we remember?
Our families?
The things we've always wanted?
Our Gods in the heavens above?
Do you remember when your daughter first cried?
Or your son showing his first art piece to you?
How about your first quarrel with your husband?
Your first honeymoon?
Your father's funeral procession?
How you survived cancer?
What the expressions on your childrens' faces were when your husband died?
Your daughter's first child?
How that first child died?
Just remember: Your God is with you.
Your husband as well.
Remember how your children slipped and fell.
Remember the troubles you went through for the people on Earth.
They bothered you.
All the more, you want to get off this earth.
So just close those eyes.
Sleep.
Nothing bothers you anymore.
Don't worry, you'll wake up one day
In Paradise.
So just sleep.
Close that pair of eyes.
Relax.
Tensions removed.
Your mind is crystal clear.
Nothing.
Emptiness.
Stop clutching those fists saying that you're going to die badly.
No. You won't.
Sleep. Sleep...
And breathe... your last breath of life...
flew into your heart at [11:26 PM]
Her name is: Emerald.
Shower those presents on the 12th of August.
A current Henry Parker. A Rafflesian wannabe.
Spam her at jewelyeap@gmail.com . She'll be waiting.
Silent Adorations.
GOD
My Family
My Friends
Writing Poems
Singing, no matter how much everyone hates it
Reading my poems
Raging Angers.
Sin
Satan
Some boys
People who critisise me for my wonderful singing
Anything to do with wrong stuff.
Spoilt Pooch.
Unending Family Love
My works to be published
GET INTO RGS!!!!!!!!! A MUST-HAVE!
Graduate nicely
Sing without being stopped...
Playback Time.
*November 2006
*December 2006
*June 2007
*August 2007
*October 2007
*November 2007
*December 2007
*July 2008
*September 2008
Tune spinnin in my Head.
Over It -- Katherine Mcphee
*Henry Park 6A Class Blog!!
Avril
Celine
Chloe
Cute blog
Elysia
Felicia
Felisse and Tiffanie
Huiling
Karen
Shirlyn
Who I am and What I are.
I've stepped out into the world before,
But nothing is quite as great as my sweet home's door.