heyloo everiibodeee...i wrote this sorrowful piece of art because i felt soo gloomy coz i had to work on a holiday..not fair!!and i wuz luking out of the window and thought of the paparazzi and the soldiers weird combination huh?cameras and guns can b destructive..here's how they give 'em up..and just walk awaaaaaaaaayyyyyy.......

they burn me

their flashes blind me

their voices poison my ears

their sights muddle my words

my brain cells are lose to explosion,

their laughter mock me dangerously,

the power of vengeance clothes me

spite is my crown.

Horrified that i'm one of them

I throw down my instrument of filth..

Its uses arre horrid..

its victims are countless..

when I use it I become yet another foe..

I walk away

from my instrument,its people,

its vile harsh beams of pain

I walk away

from that world,

that place,

that sight..

I walk away

with all my might

into another of the other

of the valley of the unkonwn

Black

hey..u guyz probablee thought tht i watched de movie black.well ya i did..neway as i wuz sayin....i luveeddd it...its like in my fav movi list right now..i luvved it bicoz

1. it made me cry and der r a few muvies tht i cry and get al emo abt..;D..lol..(plz dunt hold dat against me)
2. i totalee luv the story and kudos 2 de writa..awesum wurk guyzz...
very well directed... first class acting dun by amitab and rani and de crazee kid(dunno whu she is?)
3. it made me think tht Gawd even though she was physically challenged and luked like a total psycho she still saw light thru the drkness tht frightened her all the time..she woke up surrounded by hopes and dreams and light instead of the darkness and blindess of a confused human being which made her grow even more violent..
4. she lived depending on her teacher whu was her "God" to her..as she said

"I know now that there is God..
He is not in the holy spirit we pray to..He isn't written about in religious texts..He is someone who is a part of our lives..Whom We live for..
Because of whom we live..."

Just Transformed.....

u when hear dat right kind of music..u just forget the rest of this freakin wurld and ur in a completely different place altogether..u actually feel as if a part tht wuz dead all along inside has just cum alive and u've discovered a part of u ,u thought u neva had...ur a different person ...u feel as if any of ur actions dunt care a shit to de wurld and u feel as if u dunt care a shit abt wat the utha people du in dis borin wurld ...ur just transformed...du u feel de same way i du?

Into the Shallows


The deep mist clouds around me
blurring the vision I have left.
The petrified trees seem to talk to me
as I pass their branches dead..

The banks awaits me
I feel as though I cannot move
for my strength is dying out..

my spirits are gone..
all that remains is my gloom and sorrow..

my face is turning colder and paler..
the soft winds are ushering my name..

my heart beats slower and slower..
and gradually I turn back..
to see the grey mist settled marshes..
I have just crossed path to..

and at last I feel the cool mud sinking between my toes,
as I reach the higher bank
I see the foggy view
and as I turn mind away from it ,
I slowly creep into the shallows...

omg!im so tired of writing tht stuff taken taken from a story i made up..its tiresome and boring ..at times..lol...umm let c..ok guyz im bored...why cnat sum pple accept u for whu u r
why do they always hv 2 keep on instigatin u till u hv 2 change even if it is for de worst..i ve had 2 b in thoses situationz soe iknoe believe me...u feel so
uncomfortable..and u cant b urself coz u feel scared tht the otha purson isnt gonna like the real u..so whats the point of being with tht purson right?but still we choose to go back and b with the ass even though he\she reaally hates ur companee..why do u tht?itz pointless and u still du tht until the otha purson cant take it nemore and just asks u to get out of his\her life?then all the melodrama of feelin alone hppens?damn it..i feel sorry fer those pple whu felt like dis b4...

if studentz ruled Skool...

Skool


de hallwayz r empty..
ur standin at de end..
ur lookin' 2 c if ne1 is der..
and all u comprehend..
is dat der's no1 in de whole daymn place..
just 1 tht's only u..
and u think of wat wud ve hppned here..
if skool just came alive...


de teacherz wud b trampled..
de students wud rule..
no more studies no more skool..
we laugh we joke we play around
and all we can think of is de hot background,

where de studentz rule
and de teachers sit in classes doin arithmetic
we'll b teachin 'em how 2 play de way a student wud play neday..

we'll b doin fun, they'll b doin gym
they'll doin geography till der brains go out real dim
and all we du is scream out shout,
coz hey teachers listen up good y'all:

SKOOL'S OUT!!

long gone...so long..we shall meet again...my..friend..

Titania uttered these words as Fellagrinn left her to the lonely house in the shallows which drew even not the attention of a sneaky peddler or two.She knew not I had been eavesdropping on the scene of my father leaving her forever.I didn't care very much and actually, I couldnt care less.I was never close to father and nor he I.we ,our relationship,never mattered to each other but yes, it was a different feeling when he was at home and when he wasn't.
My mother sank down on the oak-carved tabled and wept sorrowfully as if she had been stabbed by a thousand knives.I'm sure she felt that way.Anyway ,who wouldn't be .The door squeaked as I tried to get a closer look at her..quickly, she wiped her tears on her leave-woven dress (we were eleves you know) and opened the door to find me carrying my twig and oak apple doll that i got from my father as a present.I liked the doll because it was pretty and not because my father gave it to me, you know.Mother clutched me in her soft arms and hugged me sobbing.I didnt know what to do or say except to pat her amber hair and hope she would stop crying....