The World of Poetry

Crazy Carousels

2008-09-14T01:13:00.000-07:00

The crazy carousels of life
are filled with happiness and strife
And as the multitudes of scarlets and purity spin
they evoke an everchanging wind
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By Rebecca the MAGNIFICENT, WONDERFUL AND BRILLIANT and me.
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Yay! :)

2008-07-06T05:57:00.000-07:00

2007-12-07T04:11:00.000-08:00

Lazy to post le...

Oh btw, check out my new blog @

http://myforestlegacy.blogspot.com

Can relink if you want, but i tink its better to put two blog linksh like:
Steff's poetry & Steff's life, etc.

But you guys decide lah. Nvms wif me.

Waiting in the Forest

2007-11-12T01:34:00.000-08:00

I walk down the aisles specially made between the trees;

My finger slides across cold, lifeless moss.

Sister Wind gently caresses my hair,

seemingly plaiting them into locks of braids.

The wait is long;

impatient seconds of torment skip by.

Sitting down with my legs curled up,

I ponder about our happiest moments.

Portraits of your smiles etch within my mind,

tones of your voice ring;

The glorious glitter of those beautiful eyes,

The shy delicate lips of yours.

I'm still here. Why am I waiting?

Brother Rain has approached, beckoning me to leave.

"I simply can't," that's my reply;

I hug my legs even tighter.

He warns me; he pleads for me to go,

but just for your sake, I'm willing to stand on.

He can't stand it no more; he thrashes all out,

so I standin the tearful rainfall,

waiting in the forest all alone.

Father Thunder booms from up above,

"You foolish child! You stupid girl."

"You've been blinded by the sight of love!"

But yet I stand on in the tearful rainfall, waiting in the forest all alone.

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Enter the poet's mind

Seriously, I don't really understand what I was writing about... Well I'm now posting this poem which I wrote last year (2007) today. And that's like... pretty long. Nvm. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. I TURNED RETARDED AFTER JOINING RGS!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
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Tweets

Sweet Prayer

2007-10-21T01:54:00.000-07:00

It's life that we live up to,
It's the dreams that we pursue.
If you take my hand and hold me close,
I'll promise you, everything's true.

It's the goals we try to aim for,
they never seem to reach,
But if we work together side by side, this is what I would beseech:

"You're the one who makes those dreams come true,
It's the world you renew.
You're the person I'll treasure all my lifetime,
For You, gladly! Anything, I'll do.

"Seeing me through everyday,
Is just another part of you,
But I've found great joy and happiness,
even when I'm blue.

"I don't mind sailing the Seven Seas,
Just to find your treasures.
You've really held me close these while,
Gone through every close measure."

So once again I softly pray,
That you'll always be with me.
And that you'll always feel the same way,
That same way that you, I see.

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Enter the Poet's mind ......

NO! THIS IS NOT A LOVE POEM!

It can be seen as a Friendship poem, or a mother-to-daughter poem, or a father-to-daughter poem...

NOTHING! Just look at it as a poem! =)

No. I'm just joking about bfs. What?! You seriously think I have a bf (esp. Zhi Yi and Felisse...)? FAT chance.

Haha. oh well.

Not one for at least 20 years down the road, I guess... heehee. =================================

Emey

The 'DO NOT's of life

2007-08-24T20:10:00.000-07:00

Do not mourn when a day is gone,
Do not sigh when 'tis been done.

Do not grieve when expectations are not met,
Don not take sorrow when you've lost a bet.

Do not lament; what will be will be,
Do not weep when you find: "nothing" is what you see.

Do not regret when you've made the wrong choice,
Do not feel sad when they say you've no poise.

Do not be agonized when you made a mistake,
it's normal. We're all humans. It's all give and take.

Do not feel tormented by living woes,
When the Devil leaves, that's where your woe goes.

Do not feel heartbroken when loved ones bid their goodbyes,
one day you'll join them in heavenly paradise.

Do not feel anguish when all don't go right,
just wait and see. There'll soon be light.

Do not live in misery; in songs of despair,
Look around! Someone would care!

Do not be discontented with such a short life,
you only live once. Take you life to strive.

Do not feel neglected when nobody looks.
They love you, dear reader, they're just busy in every cranny and nook.

Do not feel guilty even after you've repented,
It's like termites feasting on wood, nicely carpented.

Do not feel sorrows when you can't get your wish,
The Lord will soon bless you with unending bliss.
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Enter the poet's mind...

Hey! Do not feel bad when everything goes wrong... Okay enough with the 'Do Not's

Just tell yourself you're good.

I suffered during PRELIMS too.

Ciao!

HELLO!

2007-08-24T20:04:00.000-07:00

Ahhh... Yes... glorious victory in changing porn-blogskin.

Okay. Not porn lah. Celine say is sick.

It's just a lil baby fairy with bubbles around him in a teacup. Is cute lah...

Okay... on popular demand (one person means a lot to me...), I have decided to start my poem business again.

Thank you all loyal subjects, no... um... Readers!
(still accumulating... so far 2 only... [Mum and Karen])

I was once again start on this brave journey!
*feels very courageous when blog background song is playing at same time*

Bye fans!

EMEY

2007-08-03T06:36:00.000-07:00

HELLO! IT'S ME AND I'M BACK

HELLO MY WORTHY AND NOT-SO-WORTHY READERS! I LIVE... AGAIN!

Argh... Who am I kidding?

Hi, yes it's Emey back again and you're probably expecting another happy poem.

Guess what, I can't feel 'happy-poemy' nowadays.

With all the horrible pressure, I really feel like throwing up.

Things have been going on this year, too many to mention. Glad for me, I got to be the emcee for Racial Harmony Day this year again (cheers!)!

Don't think will be offered the place of emcee for National Day though... Would not be allowed even if there was a chance! Wonder how ex-Henry Parker, now senior-RG Sulin manged to juggle so many stuff... She got to be emcee for almost all the good stuff when she was P6! (last year) She is so professional, in other words, pro...

To all my adoring readers that want their links changed, sorry you have to wait for a while until PSLE is over. *nods head and apologises*

As for me, I've been thinking L-O-V-E poems lately. Am I in love? Fat chance!

Still thinking of solemn ones too.

Well, hope all my readers who stick to this page every now and then keep sticking to this page.

See you! Have a pleasant time on this blog!

(It's a little cramped. I know.)

(Oh! And I'm going to remove the song. Spoils my nerdy and 'poemy' attitude)

Emey

Blogging is hard...

2007-06-08T00:47:00.000-07:00

ARGH!!!!
I tried putting up a new blog in chinese...
Didn't work...
Next, I tried scanning some pictures I drew into the computer...
Didn't work too!
And my now my playing time is gone!

The playing time I worked for for the WHOLE DAY!

Aw man... Blogging is hard...

Debating competition

2007-06-07T01:44:00.000-07:00

Hi all!!!

This is Emey!

I'm so sorry that I haven't posted anything for quite a while... Okay... maybe too long a while...

Well, I'm involved in a debate, and the motion isn't that simple:
"This House Believes that Morals cannot be taught in Schools"

Might need some help on this, so if anyone just bumped into this blog by accident, or you just decided to come here because you're my friend, just please leave a comment behind, would you?

Thanks a whole lot!

Wish me all the best! ^_^

Emerald

(PS. Cbox is available on CHAT! now. Leave your message!)
(PPS. For friends--> Tag me! Tag me! Please... ... I'll tag you too... I promise... Just leave your blog webbie on Cbox!)

CHRISTMAS

2006-12-27T05:41:00.000-08:00

Carols everywhere,
Hearts are full of love,
Reindeers? I don't care,
I'll just give them a shove!
Songs are ringin' through the night,
Tales are spreading wise and slow,
Much I would love, except for...
A real irritating point about this holiday...
STUPID SHOPPING TO DO!

(PS. Shopping isn't the true meaning of Christmas, its about the birth of Jesus Christ that counts, 'cause you see, I'm a Christian. But I'm not trying to offend other races or religions or anythin', you know?)

Last Breath of Life

2006-11-17T23:26:00.000-08:00

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...

The twinkle of my tears...

2006-11-15T02:42:00.000-08:00

The twinkle of my tears shines up your face.
You lift a finger and stroke the tear away under my eye.
Your eyes sparkle as they gaze into mine.
I can't help it, but I break down and cry.

To tell you my sorrows,
To tell you my fears,
You have to see them through
The twinkle of my tears.

How long I had suffered,
How long were these years,
You have to see them through
The twinkle of my tears.

How long people mocked me,
I had to bear with their jeers!
You have to see them through
The twinkle of my tears.

But you always there for me,
lending a ear.
You had loved me so much that you brought forth
The twinkle of my tears.

(Dedicated to my forever loving mom.)

When will we meet again, my friend?

2006-11-15T00:14:00.000-08:00

The time has passed,
Now all is done.
I bury my head in my arms,
As I rest them on the table,
Weeping to myself.
I silently cry my heart out,
My tears pouring out every second.
A tap on my shoulder.
I sniffle and wipe the tears off my eyes.
I look up.
You place your hand on the table and beckon me to place mine in yours.
I place my hand in yours.
You pull me out of my chair and give me a smile.
You say it's okay.
You say don't worry.
But I am Truely and Deeply sorry for the both of us.
Always close but never together.
I really wonder when:
When will we meet again, my friend?
(Dedicated to Elysia who's going to 6B next year, while I'm going to 6A.)

As she dies...

2006-11-14T04:28:00.000-08:00

As one lays on her deathbed,
She is deathly ill.
She is pale.
She is cold.
She is weak.
She is... dying.
She looks all around her.
The little wooden hut she lived in for more than 25 years will just disappear in a few moments.
Like in a slide show presentation.
The way they make words appear and disappear.
Appear, disappear, appear, disappear...
As she blinks her eyes, she sees her life flashing before her.
She was an orphan.
Abandoned.
And she was adopted.
But neglected.
She ran away from what she had called 'home'.
Someone had offered her a job at the age of 17.
She became a janitor in a nearby school.
The students laughed and mocked at her.
She bears with that job for 47 years.
She manages to get a wooden hut.
She marries a man.
One that gambles.
Is unfaithful.
She had children.
She divorced after that.
Her children abandon her on her 42th birthday.
So now she stays alone.
Isolated in the world.
These pass quickly before her eyes.
Soon, time began to jump back to life.
She finds herself on her deathbed.
She wants to get off this Earth.
She wants to get off this Earth NOW.
Then for the last time, she blinks.
Appear, disappear.
She is gone.

Life is a race

2006-11-14T00:17:00.000-08:00

Life is like a race. You need to study hard, just as if there are many fierce competitors and you have to run with all your might, then you can finally pass the finishing line with glory.
-------Lan Luh Luh, the greatest woman in the world.