The Time has come

As we go through this life we will meet many and see many off.As this a river flowing down the mountains to the sea,with many fish and creatures on the banks we flow down with the current as a leaf from the tree.As we stroll down we see many other leaves that have found their end and many who just start their journey.But our time and their time is never known for when they will find their end but as we flow down the time will come when we will flow our separate ways.But to meet again we shall in the future without a doubt,maybe not down this stream but in the ocean,if not he ocean maybe in a pile on the banks.But again to meet we shall for time will come again for our course to intercept.As the time has come for you to leave this stream but to join back will never be known but let faith have it`s way and we keep on floating down...

This goes out to a friend that is flying off to America to further her studies,Best of luck i wish to her and a joyful time there i wish.

What is prom

Prom is another word for the end of a chapter of life.It should indicate the end of a happy story in the library or volumes we call life.They ask why i did not attend,I reply i did not want to.In truth i did not want to but half of me did,but my college life was never the best or the happiest.With sorrows and regret,happiness and laughter but to celebrate the end with sorrow and guilt in my heart i shall never end a story.I ended my last story in school with joy and no regrets,but now with guilt,sadness,loneliness,sorrow and a tear down my face,it was not right to go to prom with hat in mind.It never made sense to go this time as I just finished exams with bad notes,if i were to book a place it would be a week before exams and i will be put through guilt and not allowed to go as my father would say.To ask to go would have been an idiot yet few say i am an idiot not go have gone.I am but a human with emotions and feeling,yet as a creature of the world i have to fore fill curtain needs.As i am what i am a son a man,never will i fill the shoes of the pass generations but never will i know when i will find my shoes.So to those few that actually remembered me i thank you all but to those who did not even have a thought of me i bid you farewell and all well for these should have been my last words before but from the day of prom i now know who is a friend and who is just another character in the story of my life and the library of who i am.

For Direction is mine

This highway of life i have driven so long with a map and compass but to no treasure but through the jungles and deserts.I fought the heat and rode the waves of the seven sea`s but now even after the journey of this map,it ends with no lessons for me but many lessons for others.On the way many i have meet,many will remember me but many will never see me again.I am but a memory with my heart full of joy,sadness and guilt,to continue this highway to where it goes i will never know.But to sit at the rest for now i shall.But to walk the road i might,with memories through my mind and tears of regret,sadness,guilt,sorrow yet with memories of laughter,happiness and love.For what have i done to deserve to be on this highway never will i know.And never will i know my direction in life and where and when it ends.For faith is my road and my life is my car as long as i drive this direction faith has set i shall live an unknown life.

HallWay

I stand out side a class room after my class..I walk the hallways with many friends,we chat and we laugh.The semester has ended what am i to do now...Many have more classes some are going to university but what do i have to do..With my life in the hands of faith i sit on a bench with a few friends that hang around to chat.But they all have their ways to go,Places to see,people to meet..What and where do i have to go..I sit on the bench watching as many pass by,yet a few stop to ask who am i and what am i doing..My reply is "I forgot who i an and i have no where to go." leave i tell them for it is my life that is in this hallway of life..for i have not done what many wish to do and i have not done what many wished i would do..For a failure or a side show is what i am..for many a time i was the strong wall,the shoulder to cry on,the friend who will be there no matter what..but now i fall back into darkness for there is where life has set me to be..a shadow in the school of life..Once a student without many flaws or many awards..for a mere student i am with no thoughts of the future or plans for the time..just the memories and tears i shed when i feel sad..My mind has fallen to the floor and my soul blown away with the wind..who am i and what am i? I wonder as i sit on the bench...a walk i take not far i walk,a window cracked yet clear to view,i look out with many running through the gardens to class or home i stand wondering if was i to be there or am i to b here...The end of this school time is for many yet the start or further is for them...where am i to go without an idea,a dream a fantasy i stand as the sun sets i walk through the gardens alone with the moon as my friend and all the stars as my witness,out of the compound i leave and on to the street i wonder...A street light flickers and fade,a dog passes after a cat..I ponder a moment and ask my self again What am i to do and where am i to go? the only answer i get is the class rooms i was in and the hallway i was at..for that was my life and now is it over or is there to be a sign of wher ei am to be....

Elton John - Your song

My direction

The hair that flows down your head like a silk cloth,the lips of ruby you have so red,Your eye`s that shine like stars in the sky,your skin so soft and pure as if coated with pearls and milk,your voice that make a choir of angels seem like an amature band,your heart of gold that brings no value to any diamond in this world,your mind so open and intelligent makes me feel that i have someone that can and does understand me when we speak,your laugh that i hear fills me up with joy and brings a smile when i`m sad and your beauty so clear and true that it doe snot need make up to bring out the best in you.To walk down a path with your hand in mine,to sit in top of a hill to watch the stars dance with the clouds while the moon conducts the lights and sounds of the city like an orchestra for us,to watch a movie on a couch with pop-corn and hold each other when the climax comes...it`s on a dream i have but it`s your beauty that gives me the reason to dream..Let not my heart be alone so long i beg from you Life,give me a sign that when i pass i will have felt and given love to someone more then my self,let me be a person that will bring some thing to the world but let me not be an actor on this stage without a script but a memo from the director..Give me a sign to not give up,to move on and show me the reason for why i should not give up..let not my family name and members be brought down because of me but let me be brought down alone by my self...as it is you Life that is the master and i am the puppet..For i am not the bravest,smartest,best looking or most skilled but give me a sign of what i shall become or take me away before i enjoy what life is about and feel the sorrow of losing it...I have lived long and leisure,take me now if you wish and send me to where i belong not to where others down belong because of me...For i carry the map and compass but with no direction of what i need before the journey or where the journey is to lead to...

Impression management.

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing.
Just prayed to a god that I don't believe in.

What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you.
What am I gonna say when I'm all choked up and you're okay.

I'm falling to pieces.
I really am.

So, I use world impression management.
Where the world is my stage and I'm the actor.

I put on my happy mask when I'm sad.
To hide what I truly feel.

So it doesn't go around hurting others around me.
I did what I did, I have a breakage point too.

They say bad things happen for a reason.
No wise words gonna stop the bleedin'.

I'll take the blame.
Let me do it so no one else gets hurt.

I'll be your sacrificial lamb.
Come here, slice me apart.

Take my heart out.
Eat it in any style that suits you.

I got a degree offer in my field of choice.
What good is it if I can't do it??

2 and a half years does seem long after all.
Sigh me.

Back to the drawing board.
Pain after pain.

Tear after tear.
I'm such a good actress though.

And really, no wise words gonna stop the bleedin'.
I'm falling to pieces.

Oops, time for the happy mask to come back on.
Night world, three....two....one.

I'm dead.





~Lishia~

Life

We live to work,we work to live.We take the fight day by day,for we have a place in this world.Our tear`s,sweat and pain all are our wounds.Our weapons r out laugh,jokes,joy,friends and family.We all move day by day,from dawn to dusk.We watch the sun rise with a smile of support while the moon greets us with a smile of comfort.This life is our`s to play and our`s to live.Let`s make it worth but never let it wither.We do give up many a time yet we still get up every morning to see the day.Let life take u where it wishes,enjoy the ride as much as you can before it comes to an end.

Epic Miss Moon again :)

Miss Moon case# 4.

Dear Miss Moon,
I get high on sugar, coffee, anything nice. Even music. I actually go around jumping, singing, dancing and even screaming my lungs out after a cup of coffee or a pack of sweets. I generate a lot of stares. It's annoying. My boyfriend doesn't really like it. Plus I love ice cream!!

I can't help it, I'm SO addicted to ice cream :( I love sugar, it gives me a really nice adrenaline rush. Also, when I get high on alcohol, I start dancing on bar tops. Once, I got so high on Vodka and I started dancing on the bar top. I was wearing a super short micro mini skirt and a leopard print thong. I realized people were taking pictures only after I won a bucket of Tiger beers for being the best sexy dancer. I also realized after the pictures came out that I didn't shave and my pubic hair was sticking out all over. It looked like a bush, overgrown and unruly. Shucks.

Oh Miss Moon, please tell me what I should do to stop getting high all the time. Are there such things as depressant pills?? I mean, sometimes, ALL I have to do is to put on my earphones and I'd start raving like a mad baboon. Help me.

Miss Hyperactive.

My reply:

Dear Miss Hyperactive, why don't you smoke some weed after you wake up each morning?? Getting stoned means less hyperness in your blood. I pity you. I used to have that hyper syndrome last time.

Also, just don't care about what others have to say about you :) Just continue being hyper. Flash people if they stare at you. Or slap them for staring. You could also ask them to mind their own businesses and to take their eyes off you, lest you dig their pupils out. If your boyfriend can't stand people staring, just screw him and get a new one ;) After all, there are plenty of fish in the sea.

Oh, just continue your bar top dancing. It's fun I know :) Just use waxing strips for hair removal. You wouldn't want another hairy baboon-ish episode would you?? Make sure N0 pubic hair is left. Kill it ALL!! Use weed killer if you want. Don't take depressant pills. No such thing, I think. Don't ever EVER suppress your happiness, not for anyone in the world. Now sweetie, go out there and have FUN!! ;)

Love, Miss Moon.

Next day's headlines: 18 year old girl arrested for flashing her boobs in public. Followed by her privates. She claimed they were itchy because she used weed killer to eliminate hair.

Haha Rich is going to have a spasm again!! ;)

Love,
Your evil Shia aka Miss Moon.

The nature un-rhyme.

Funny pictures :P (Eye candy)











My eyes lit up as I stared into the misty sky,
Pure lust as I watched the stars and moon in the night sky,
I thirstily drank it in, hungrily devoured the beautiful serenity
Of the night sky.

Suddenly, smoke filled the scene.
I was hurt. How could humans do this??
The crackling of a forest fire,
All the animals rushing out.

Squirrels squealed, elephants trumpeted.
I just stared in horror.
The moon had gone into hiding,
So had the stars.

And suddenly, heavens opened.
Poseidon and Zeus came roaring out.
Angry were they for humans had ceased to care,
For Mother Earth so dear; her tears she shed.

Poseidon unleashed his merciless anger.
A whole tsunami swept out of the ocean.
Zeus threw his thunderbolt.
A quarter of of mankind was destroyed.

They didn't stop; so angry were they with humans.
Only when Athena graced us,
With her beauty and wisdom,
Did the two Greek gods stop their wrath.

A rainbow formed, the seas became calm.
The planets aligned but the air became hot.
That was a punishment from them to us.
Global warming and heat, unmerciful.

Love, Shia. (The nature lover)

Jim Brickman feat. Wayne Brady - Beautiful

Life

We live day by day with the sun,birds,insects,friends,family and work.But from the creation of time to now we have lost many things.We have lost the feel of the wind,the touch of the earth,the look of time and the love of friends as we live longer.We lose our sense once we work.The time in the office use to be time of laughs,time for friends,time with family,time of sports.We have used so much time and life is knocking at our doors asking if we are going to work.As life has his legs tied down while our mouths controlled but the world we have to say yes.But in out minds and hearts we say no,because we want the time to run,the time to sit back and laugh,the time with friends,the time of our LIVES.The start to end of life is a journey,we start off wondering what are we going to do,then we find our goal,but on the way we end up lost and wish we were back at the start,Once we reach our goal we think back and wonder why we set the goals,why did we take that route,why did we not follow the stream,why did we follow the map.We wish we were back at the start.But once we reach the end of the journey we can go any where else.We go home older,tired,weaker,filled only with memories of the experiences.Is that what life is about about having the joy early then go through misery of up`s and down`s and finally be left with only the memories.I say NO,life is a road trip with only pit stops but never settle down,we only settle down once we die,the tires might puncture,the petrol will finish but we will always have the fun and laughs during those times.Never to get mad,upset or unappreciated but to always have laughs,joy and energy till the day we die and the car wont die before us.That is what life is

The plain truth.

October, and me :) Far right and left.

Sometimes, the world is harsh in judgements especially when they don't know a thing about you but want to bring you down.

Hold your head up high :) Let them spread rumors. It's all pointless lies and the truth will always prevail anyway. They're probably just jealous or intimidated :) Haha.

Sometimes, our tears mix with the evils of the world. And we can't do much but to let it flow. Judgement shall fall upon the judges. Those that do things, will get it back in their faces :)

Well, sigh* That's just the world :) Let's give them a roar!!

The night is still young :) Oh gosh, I'm talking nonsense. Haha.
I shall sign off here, for fear that I'll bored you poor darling audience to death :)

P.s# Wink to my lovely October ;) Thanks for following this blog as well.

Love,
Shia.

Miss Moon, case 3.

Case# 3.

Dear Miss Moon, I'm a high school student. I'm quite average. But there are a group of girls that always pick on me. They spam my Facebook wall, they call me names in school, and they embarrass me in front of the boys in school. They call me Miss flat-chest and stinky-feet and worse names. I just feel sick to the guts everytime I get bullied. I just wish I could stop them.

It's becoming terrible and I'm even starting to get nightmares about them. That's how bad they are :( Once, they brought the guys into the shower room while I was changing. I had my period and the guys saw me butt naked with only a tampon string hanging out. I'm really humiliated. Can you please teach me how to get back at them?? People tell me, revenge is a dish best served cold. Is that true, Miss Moon??

Miss Sad :(

My reply:

Dear Miss Sad, change your name to Miss-I-don't-care. Then the world will see your confidence and know you're amazing. Don't let those mean girls get to you. They're probably jealous. You can get back at them by taking pictures of them without make up. Girls like these are superficial and brainless and would NEVER be caught dead without their blush or eyeliner/eyeshadow. Just snap a few shots of them after their showers. I bet they even wear make up in bed.

Spam their wall back, honey. Bitch slap them if necessary. Don't ever let them bring you down. Hold your chin up high and walk like you own the runway. You're a beautiful girl and you deserve the honor of it all. The girls are most probably just jealous that you have both the brains and the beauty. Send them hate mail stating how much you hate them. Steal their boyfriends. Grab them and snip off their hair when they embarrass you. And pour acid on their faces so they'd be uglier than they already are. This will teach them. And yes my dear, revenge is a dish best served cold.

Now go and freeze that dish up my sweetie.

The next day's headlines: High school girl arrested for vulgarities, and being out of control. Also charged for assault and blackmail all in one.

Haha another one of my crazy Miss Moon spasms :p

Love, <3 Shia.

Days the was and days that come

The sun rises to break dawn,the moon rises to break dusk,we go through the day with all our energy to walk,run,talk,work and speak.We reach home to shower and eat,to do our work,our assignments.To bed we wish but to the table we go,to sit and work with our revived energy.Where do we go from here,to work in an office just so we can continue to stay in our home so we can revive our energy to work even more.The day of rest will come but it only last a day as when the following day comes we turn to zombies for the office,worker ants for the whole country so that we can carry our our duties to work even more.But on the day we retire from work we are to old to play on computers,to run the tracks,to walk the parks,to aged to run the beaches,to eat the food that we loved so dear when we were children,to tired to laugh to a joke,to play a game of football,to weak to bowl at the bowling alley and to stiff to play a simple game of pool.We all study hard just so we can work until we`re old and unable to enjoy life.
To climb a mountain from god given nature we must wait till we are given the day off.To drive our cars on the roads to enjoy the air and scenery blessed on this world,we must get tied down to a chair or never get the chance of a chair.To feel the wind on our faces our rain in our hands we must run for cover so our papers don`t get wet just so we can keep a job.This world has been blessed with so many wonderful things but we cant enjoy it as humans but at zombies that just fill the gap of space we call our home.
But at zombies we work to buy a bigger car,to eat the best food,to live in a big house,to live our LIFE in for walls,to care for the one`s we love and sacrifice our LIFE for the briefcase in hand and give it to the bible of industry,greed,lust,leisure.Because it is when we leave our life for work we leave Love,laughter,friendship,joy,freedom,time and hope,for the brighter day has left and the day for grey and white has come to suck our life out and leave us as an empty shell of what we were before.

People

We are all humans,we all have a mind,heart,spirit and soul...But as humans we expect others to be as what they look like,to be able to understand what ever only you think,to do something your way,to judge you for where you are from or what they heard you did..People never question at first but assume,they assume a guy is tough and unable to express him self at times(just saying not specific to anyone) or a girl is fragile and is always emotional..But it is possible for a guy to be tough yet be emotional when he wishes,it is possible for a girl to be tough when she want..It`s never what other people think of you but it is what you think of your self..to walk tall with pride for knowing what you are and what you are able to do..to know your skills and to advance those skill not the skill people want you to have..They don`t control your mind,they don`t pump your heart when you get excited,they don`t give you the instinct to move when you want to move..They don`t say who you deserve to be with..They only can advise and suggest..always remember that..You are who you are,be it fat or slim,tall or short,ugly or handsome..you use your bad and look again at it n rethink is it really bad? If you are fat and want to be thin then exercise but only when you honestly know the limit,if you`re ugly then try a different clothing or make-up to highlight what beauty only you have...We are all people n we are who we are from we have done..so Let others and the "judge" of you but those are actors that never judge them selves...Judge your self because it`s you that knows your self best

The night and you

The day has passed,the sun and birds are asleep..The moon is watching over while the stars greet us.It`s after rain and a puddle ripples with the drops from a tree.It`s a-top a hill i stand with the wind blowing at my face and arms stretched open.I close my eyes and open my ears to the music of the crickets,the song of the people,the rhythm
of the city..My mind glides above it all and dances to the beat...Then i open my eye`s to see the dance of the lights of cars,signs,houses and the simple sight of insects flying around the light of a lamp-post...It`s beautiful and calm and only one think comes to mind and that your face(not miss moon)...The image of your smile with the sound of your laugh..It makes my heart skip a beat while my mind focuses on you.It`s your eye`s so deep,your hair that flows with the wind like a cloth of silk,your lips of rubies with a heart of gold..It`s the night that surrounds me but it`s you that is with me...

The time spent

The day has passed,with many moments and many pauses...The laugh from a joke,a drop of sweat from a walk,the chatter with friends and the meeting of them..It has been time well spent..The classes at college the tuition at home,the songs heard from the radio to the tunes sung in our mind...The night has fallen with a silent hello,the owls watch over with the moon standing guard,the starts are dancing to the song of the crickets..The birds rest in their nest while we rest our heard..A dream to come with time 2 spear...we close our eye`s and open our minds..Time has been spent n waiting to be spent

Miss Moon, case 2.

Oh look. It's Miss Moon staring at you!!

Wow, for the first time, THE AUTHORS met up!! Haha. For some reason, Rich hasn't been updating the blog. I on the other hand am handling three blogs now :S

Let's have another funny post from Miss Moon :)

Case# 2.

Dear Miss Moon, I'm an animal trainer. I usually train lions but have quit that job since my left hand got bitten off by one when I was whipping it. I train elephants now. I teach them stunts in circus rings. Recently, one of my elephants sat on my head when I was pushing it up. I now have a deformed face. Please tell me what I can do to gain back my self confidence. I wish I had been more careful. I do not dare to go out in public now. The elephant sitting on my head injured my face. It is pretty bad and I do not dare to look into the mirror. I even smashed my bedroom mirror out of frustration.

By, Mr Crookednose.


My reply.

Well, animals are NOT meant to be made to do foolish tricks for humans.I'm glad the lion bit off your hand. It was probably saying, "There!! That'll teach you to mess with me, silly human." :) First things first, brace for the worst. It is yet to come since you smashed a mirror. Seven years of bad luck for you, Crookednose my man. Pushing an elephant up from the back was not a very wise idea. I suggest you get a pair of good brains. You could purchase them at *CheatPeople.com* (Disclaimer: ALL these are fictional, direct from the author's scheming mind)
Why don't you go and buy a box of crayons and a paperbag at Barney's?? They're having a crayon sale apparently. You can then draw the face of your dreams on the paperbag. Then, put in on your head. Oops, cut two holes for the eyes, a hole for the mouth and another hole for your nose, unless you don't want to breathe :)
You can now go out into the world again. Also, change your name :) You will no longer be Crookednose but Paper Face.

News headlines the next day: Man going by the name of CrookedNose committed suicide allegedly taunted by Miss Moon. He suffocated by putting his head into a paper bag.

Cheers, your sadist, Miss Moon :)

Love, hugs and kisses, Shia.
My apologies for the long dry spell.
A candid shot for you all :)



(I look Chingko) LOL. <3

Sadness in a jar.

Just plain sadness today. Human rights evoked.

Animal rights taken away. Where is justice left?? Especially in Malaysia.

Freedom of choice?? Freedom of speech?? Freedom of religion??

The Syariah court and magistrates probably NEVER went for Moral classes; neither do they understand fully rules and laws of the country. Or else

It.
Wouldn't.
Have.
Happened.

Signing off,
:( (Shia)

I survived but is it worth surviving that fatal day..I think not because of d burden i place..It would b easier if i went n saved the trouble on the others..i dread this will last bu ti know it will leave a scar...i fear not the end but i fear the start of the end
as it is people r surprised i`m out n fine but it is the fact that i`m out i fear..For the end is always close but the end was not close enough..I would not post this if i was dead..but death is the perfect option now

As i have go through this before but never as severe as this time..I wanted to quit but i didn`t..This i know i should as it will ease every one else..people will say be thankful be happy ur out n walking but i cry n tear knowing that..If is was gone there would b no burden,no worries or no future..as the future of mine seems bleak,the past was clear n the present is here,i stand alone on the cliff of failure with my hands out i surrender to the fall..

For if i survive this fall i will clime a higher cliff n fall again.the agony of others n sweat given for me..i know is not worth it for me.I say this now i say it here to you all i wish is wasn`t here

The humorous post. (Adult supervision required)

P.s# You never cease to put a smile on my face

So yeah, imperfection is what makes up perfection but why oh why do we still perfection minus the flaws then?? We are only human :)

My funny bone is REALLY working today. I posted up some church jokes in my other blog. What's SO FUNNY is that these church jokes happened partly because my mum and a few of my church members wanted to "get back" at my pastor for his dreary sermons :) http://moonwillowshia.blogspot.com/ (If and ONLY if you want to read it) :)


Okie. This is why I should not become a column adviser. I'm sarcsatic!!

Case number 1:
Dear Moon, I think my wife is having an affair. I think she may not feel the same way I do anymore. I also don't think I satisfy her in bed anymore. I'm currently on anti depression pills but they don't seem to be working. Please Moon, please help me. I'm really upset and my hair is falling out. I even went to the point that I had to use a bird's nest on my head as a wig to cover up my lack of hair. My pubic hair is dropping too :(

By: Mr depressed.

My reply: Dear Mr depressed, your wife is having an affair?? STEP IT UP!! You probably bore her to death or get her so mad because you forget her birthday, and even her name sometimes!! Try Viagra. It works. Or you should come to Malaysia and buy some "Tongkat Ali". Pronounced as AH-LEE. Depressed?? Try Morphine or Prozac. They're stronger medicines. Hair dropping?? Buy a wig. Or make one out of horse hair. Just cut off a horse's tail when it's sleeping. Pubic hair dropping?? Take a glove, dye it black and stick on some dog's hair using super strong super glue. Then cut off one of the fingers and slip your genitalia into it. It'll look like pubic hair again :)

Newspaper headlines: Man committed suicide after renowned newspaper columnist drives him to insane depression. HAHA!! I'm SO STARTLING!! haha.

I'll post more of my lunatic ordeals IF AND ONLY IF you readers comment and give me your feedback :)

Toodles,
Love your insane columnist, Moon.

What ever you are

A laugh that`ll bring a smile,a smile that`ll light up the world,a mind that will change time,a voice of an angel with the body of a goddess n a heart of gold.These are few attributes,yet these few will make the world stop and stare in wonder at such a creation of god as a master piece.

Impulse.

Whee!! New DC sneakers. :P

From what I heard, Rich has new shirts too :) Let's take some random vain pictures. Haha.

I don't really know what I'm going to post about :) Just going to let my fingers do the "flying" over the keyboard thing. Haha.

I'm such a random person. Do you believe in Greek mythology?? Do you believe in places like Lewis Caroll's Wonderland recreated in motion picture by Tim Burton??
I really would love my own Wonderland. :) Where Jabbawocky's lived and Red queens decapitated people ;)

I feel bad for cockroaches although people despise them SO MUCH. What would it feel like if we woke up in a cockroach's body one day and we had to constantly run for our lives because the entire animal kingdom is after us?? LOL. I'm just feeling a random impulsiveness today.

I'd better stop here to leave it short and sweet :P

P.S# I want my own WONDERLAND. I LOVE Tim Burton's version but it could have had more life and beauty in it. Perhaps, the next movie of it, PERHAPS :)

Love,
The Cheshire lover.

Night of love

The night has come,the day has gone.The starts are my witness and the moon as my judge.I hear the crickets sing while i think how to say the words.But a light flickers and a shadow passes.But silence greets while i look in to your eye`s n hold your hand.I open my lips to say the words,but a kiss and a hug reaches before i say a word.I open my eye`s realize it was just a dream.As i awake i see you in my arms with a smile on your face while you dream.I fall back to slumber knowing i have my love in my heart and arms.This is a beautiful night as it is a night for Love

You....( as in the title before anyone get`s idea`s)

I look in to your eye`s while i hold your hand,we walk a top a hill or stroll down a beach.We share the moment n cherish the time.
Ur Beauty has caught my eye`s but your heart has imprisoned mine.This i know because it`s you that understands,comforts,jokes,cheer on and will stand by me.This i may proudly say you are my Love....With the words that flow through my mind to say all this,i can only say I Love You

The mirror.

WOW, I'm feeling funny. It's a new chapter of the book for me. It's another breaking of dawn. I don't really know what or how to make of it. Wow, anyway, I see we're doing well here. This blog is getting hits :P I observe the flag counter. Yeah, I'm obsessed with it :P

Anyway, about how I feel right now :)

I looked into the mirror.
I stared hard to try,
and understand what was looking back at me.
All I saw was a void.
A face devoid of ALL expression.
Oh, water running down my cheeks.
What's that??
Mm, it tastes salty. Brine??
Nuh, I'm not near the ocean.
I brushed them away.
Crack!! Did you hear that??
I didn't know broken hearts made sounds.
Was that a breaking heart??
Do we get heartbroken when things don't turn out??
Was that you I saw in my dream??
Last night.
Who's that in the mirror??
Still figuring out.

A nonsensical poem that depicts how I truly feel. Sorry, it doesn't rhyme :)

Love, Shia. <3

Being human.

I'm a little unsettled tonight. Feeling a little "funny" about how the world is turning out. NOT that I'm a saint. It's just the news, it gets more and more devastating per day.

Anyhow, well, let's go metaphoric through expressionism.

From humanimals to Greek ruling to Roman systems, humans come from EVERY different aspect and angle believable. To exist in this "fishbowl" of a world is indeed a tough thing to do. We have SO MUCH to digest daily. SO many different kinds of personalities and endeavours to put up with.

Love- An abstract emotion that ALL of mankind has been known to want to be able to grasp and understand. Negative love-KILLS. Positive love-Makes butterflies somersault in tummies and sends tingles all the way from brain to vertebra to toes :)

I wish I could just drop everything and run into my own fantasy world. I think that's what we ALL yearn for. We just yearn for things beyond our own control. I really wish I were a part of Greek mythology. Or some night person. I wish I had double life where one could be used as an escapism when the other world turns too grim/ harsh :)

I yearn for mine own world. It would be filled with pianos, sunny beaches, nymphs atop trees, faery people and candied apples. Cliche?? I'm a sweet tooth :P

I shall stop ranting here for fear of scaring readers off :P I'm new to this blog so yeah. Two posts in one day should do for now :P

P.S# Richie, when you read my "comeback", tell me and rate it :P

This is how I look like. Goofy, silly and yeah, that picture DEFINITELY indicates boredom. A smile NEVER ceases to brighten one's day so yeah, a smile for you :)

Truly, Shia. <3>

The comeback as promised.

I fell asleep thinking of you.
Sunny beaches, palms and golden sand,
Made up the entire band.
I ran and ran as I saw you in a canoe.


Then a storm came,
Poseidon arose and kicked me into reality.
Dreams are not all a game,
Or a silver-gilded frame.


The strongest God of all,
Had come to put our love to test.
He roared as I broke into crawl,
You disappeared into the crest.


I lay sobbing as I lost sight of you,
To the sea so raw and ablaze.
Then I felt a calm serene,
I awoke, startled.


Just to find your lips on mine,
Your arms around me.
Your gentle assurance,
That even Poseidon could not rob me of you.


Then, I fell back asleep in dreams,
Sunny beaches, palms and golden sand.
Calm waters and brilliant sunsets,
I smiled as we took a stand.






















The beautiful sunset in "Kampar" island :P


P.s# Sorry if it's corny or cheesy :) I couldn't think of a better comeback.

Truly,
Lishia- The beach and sunset freak :)

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Why do we try

We try so hard by ripping our heart out,bleeding out every ounce of blood,Giving all our energy to faith as it controls our lives.Yet faith kicks us in d stomach and laughs.We pray,hope and estimate but faith just looks at us and laughs.It`s hard work to get something you want but after you sacrifice everything you can the results is a kick and laugh as if you`re in the Boxing Ring and your opponent just knocked you down by a foul,but you got up and the referee says you made the foul n kicks you out of the ring.Some say it`s life i agree but it`s never life when it comes to the hardship you feel when u walk on.