MysLykeMeeh

Surely I am sane, Heck...I am not insane! It's just these voices in my head, screaming and yelling to freed; begging and pleading for release, trying to bail out from my brain cell cracking and breaking in my neurotic shell. Sometimes I don't even understand how I formed those ferocious words? I asked myself, "What's the purpose"? Those words were stuck but when it flows- really craps! Sometimes, it's encouraging- oftentimes, it's boring; hundred times, it's sucks! Like I couldn't retract, inhale and exhale truly helps, closing my eyes not to creep; but these words are like a mower ready to mow the owner--! These voices in my head, it bled and pleads- probing and mocking piercing inside my head. it's some kinda of it lurks in me deep in the nether regions of my soul, down to mid-central of my core i tried to to stop it, i ended up stupid; I wriggled to make a trap, Even battled to lock it up-! But, my passions for writing is never ending- It&#

My friend and I went to a Disco Saturday night, we danced till two; She, on her dancing shoes and I; on my favourite boots. We danced like nobody till our body sweats, We didn't mind other people as we enjoyed the heat; Even though that the music seemed off the beat still following the rhythm as my boots heard it tick. The music played were not totally rocking Every mouth speaks as I heard them complaining; But my dancing boots didn't complain the song rockin' and rockin' till ol' night long. Rihanna's 'Please Don't Stop The Music, only played once We went again and again to request on the DJ stand But, that DJ- was really, totally, technically uncool- He did put on "Macarena" like we swayed like a fool! Anyway..anyway...'nough for that....!!! Whenever I went to a disco, I wore my dancing boots it made me dance like crazy and completely off the hook; My brother-in-law used to call it, 'Hooker boots' (eeek..!) Just laughed at

Pretty sure, you've seen them (You may noticed I used "her/him"pronoun-instead of "it". I would like to think that they are part of this universe too, alive and kicking (not just another kinda of thing) . When I took a visit at the Toronto Zoo, they seemed so excited to see me. I couldn't stop clicking my camera, they were so lovable. If I could come inside and hug them (Yeah--,and they're going to eat me- lol!) The Camel (With a Vow) Matchie's Tree Kangaroo ( he ate something when i took this) he was sleeping but i sneaked in.... Santa's Reindeer (on the loose from Santa's grip) Przewalski's Horse (The Mongolian wild horse), is the only wild horse in existence today. Until recently,this species roamed the mountains and deserts of Central Asia- but has not been seen in the wild since 1968. Just give him Banana, he seems fine with that!  The Zebra (At last...) when i took a pic

As guns and bullets fire, floating in the air, Red blood scattered compelling many lives; How many are there, innocent sufferers? Young and old, thousands- no one survives. Cold hearts, hot blooded minds started the war, Simple arguments, the treaty? Not belong to the poor, Who claims? Who start? Nobody to blame? A principle of two states, of an opposing factor! Political ambitions, power conquerors, Oils, lands, mines- to increase the powers; While some rich countries prosper, The third world countries suffer. How far thus war will take too many lives? How many mothers aching for the loss of their child? How many soldiers wounded and loss their hearts? Hundreds? Thousands? Countless of people who dies. What language of freedom shall a nation stand? What verses of hope will an enemy understand? Nothing seems right, only words of reprimand, No treaty of peace, just the sound of bullets and guns. Barrel of tears refused to

...in simple terms, let's analyze and scrutinize all of these rights one by one..., you may be against or may agree with me, but well? i was reading this book, (very very very old book, 1976- yah! too old), 'how to be an assertive, not aggressive woman'. 1. the right to have rights and stand up for them (oh yes, women need this!) 2. the right to dignity and self-respect (every woman do) 3. the right to consider your own needs (yes, in proper perspectives) 4. the right to self-fulfillment (too brainy is not that bad, ehh?) 5. the right to accept challenges (so, i have a right to take risk, make mistakes, and learn from every life's challenges) Sounds cool! 6. the right to determine your own life-style (so, i don't have to apologize or to explain why I'm still single?) Hmnn-- 7. the right to change yourself, your behaviour, values, life situations ( well...? i don't have to feel guilty if i'm unpredictable or erratic?- okay, scapegoat- (heh

Parting words are never been so easy But then again you made me say; I wish I didn’t say I can’t move on, I will not say again I keep hanging on; I am tired of saying the same old reason, Then I‘m back again, still holding on, The same memories, the same heartaches; On the same love with the trace of your face. Engulfed with sadness and painful memories Flooded by hurt and a cavity of bitterness. The pain of saying goodbye, Is the painful feeling I can’t deny; Just when I say my last goodbye My heart aches betoken to cry: Just when my eyes no longer know the tears, One teardrop’s falling, then again it sheds. But my mind is stronger than any of this madness, I will say it again, for one last time; I will say it now, my heart’s goodbye! Once again, for the last heck of time I will say this word, for one last sigh, Goodbye to you and this is the last; Goodbye my lover, it’s time to mend. It’s the saddest word my heart can hear, Bu

Dancing to the beat of music, Laughter and sweats composed the beat, Disco sounds rocked the night, Rave music, spirit’s high Body moved heat to heat. Mr DJ played the song, Disco music all along-- Body sway, to and fro Shake and tremble Shoved it long. Dripping sweat, Drenched his shirt Hard rock music, all were set. Breathing deep, numbness felt. A sudden jolt, increase the speed- Bolted his body on the floor, Sudden weakness comes along; Tingling sensations in his face, Arm or leg bolted his feet. Loss of speech, vision blur, Particularly in one part of his eye. Stroke attacked! Call 911--- " i was studying the signs and symptoms of stroke, then---my mind was wandering to the disco house (like i want to go dancing tonight--ya know?, TGIF--thanks God it's Friday)---; so i tried to collaborate 'stroke attack and disco'---" hehehe--found it funny after i wrote it"----, huh---never find the writing so boring--somehow it ease my t

went to a store one late afternoon ---- bought a present or a gift--- met the owner---- while browsing and checking out the perfect gift---- he approached----"this one is perfect for a gift'----- looked at it----it was indeed great------. paid for it on the cashier's corner--- yet his eyes roaming, so near--- met his eyes---dark and round--- swiped the debit card ---and waiting around---- stamped the feet---waited a bit--- then he asked something out its wit! "are you married?' eyes wondering, replied; "No" "do you have a boyfriend?" stranger asked personal questions, ---sounds weird----!? "No"---- "Why?" asked by his---- "What why?"- confused a little bit---- ignored it. waited the item---took a moment. "A ********* girl like you should get married", he added. ---"you should get a boyfriend", as he continued. ---he told his story---; he migrated from this count

That tune--that melody---that lyrics---memories flooded, but feelings disappeared. That sound---that voice---that pitch---remembered, but time erase the pain. That face---that name---that soul----no longer linger----- no longer care. That heart---that love-----that person----seem an ordinary human soul. That was once special---that boy with a name--- that tagged the heart---getting out the tag----getting out the stain----zipping the memories---buried the memories---digging it never-----buried forever. That voice---melodious voices---soothing sound---erases the fears. That sweet sound---penetrating the soul---captivating the heart----igniting the core. That promise----long---intimate---passionate---wild---waited---sealed---promise of a kiss---savage desire. That moment---each time spent---each memories await---sealed by two hearts---igniting the fire. That tender stolen heart---valuable---treasured----keep---promise of forever----dreams together---shared passion----envision with love&