Friday, March 5, 2010

Hallucination, the World of Lies

Hallucination, the world of lies
The place we reside within
The place where everyone goes and dies
Where everyone could never stop the sin

Hallucination, the world of lies
Pretending to speak the words of truth
Lies in every corners, lies in every sides
This sadness in the hearts, it can never soothe

Hallucination, the world of lies
Bring me to somewhere happy
Though only in dreams of clouds and skies
I do not care, for I'm as innocent as a puppy

The Music In My Heart

The music in my heart, it will never stop playing
Just like the currents of a river that will never stop flowing
The melodies in the songs wash my tears away
Melting my heart in the process, directing it that way

The music in my heart, so light and entertaining
The soft notes played so delicately that I have this soothing feeling
The music in my heart, full of joy throughout the day
Something too precious for a thing I don't pay

The music in my heart, please never stop
The last note in the song, please never drop
My companion of life, please never leave
My companion of joy, remain here throughout the eve

The Ones We Cherish, The Ones We Protect

The shield of fear I penetrate
The blade of curse I break
Corps of the enemy, I bravely kill
Corpse of the enemy, I mean to dispose

The ones we cherish, the ones we protect
The ones we love, the ones we would never forget
Tiny little steps, slowly but surely beating heart
Hearts of angels reside within the bodies of humans

The shield of fear I penetrate
The blade of curse I break
The burden of promise I bear
For the sake of the ones I cherish and the ones I protect

I will never lose

Thursday, March 4, 2010

The Art of Life

See the sky glows with blue paint
And the trees shimmer in green pastel

See the beginning of our days are greeted
With crimson and amber rays of crayon

The air is filled with music
Be it the simple tunes of the birds
Or the rock played by the honking cars

Our lives are sketched very carefully
With different shades of white and gray

Watch God painting the clouds of our life
With different shades of white and gray

A Macbeth Poem

Note: Originally done for an English Literature assignment, but it didn't match the criteria, so I made another. Untitled.

The enemy, here the come
Attacking us, attacking us!
Kerns and gallowglasses
and tribes of the Western Island
Here they march
All led by the traitorous Macdownwald

Then you came. The man on the horse,
Sword in your hand
Looking ever ruthless, ever courageous
To defend our precious King
You charged through the lines of the enemy
Killing them all

In front of Macdonwald you stood
Proudly, bravely, fearlessly
Not much of a talk
Before (at last) you ripped him
From his naval to his chest
And fixed his ugly head to the spear

And 'Macbeth! Macbeth!'
People all chorused your name
The person that became their hero
Your bravery they praise so highly
Your loyalty they all hail
Your courage to defend the King
Shall never be forgotten, but we wonder:
Will you ever betray us?
Like every other men who used to be heroes.

We wonder. We wait. We shall see.

For The Future of Rome

Characters: Cassius, and mentions of the others
Rating: K+
Note: Done for an English Literature homework about a year ago. I tried to write Cassius in a different light, as required in the homework. Everything is in Cassius's POV
Word Count: 255

Julius Caesar has always been my deepest concern.

My name is Cassius, and Caesar, obviously, is not one of those who I'd support to become the next King. The man is greatly ambitious. He has always wanted the crown. The throne. That man is greedy and very selfish. He also lacks respect. Remember when he didn't stand up to honour the other senators last time? That showed us his arrogance. Greatly arrogant. What would happen to Rome when it gets a King like that? We need to get rid of Caesar, so he won't become a threat to our country.

There is another man, a great, noble man. Brutus is his name. He is very strong, even much stronger than Caesar, whom he works for. He is a very kind man. Caesar is no match for him. It is a real pity that Brutus has never tried to oppose Caesar or such. Brutus would become the perfect future King. Why should Caesar become the future King when we have a much better man? If they fought, Brutus would be able to beat Caesar into a pulp. This man is a guarantee that Rome would have a better future. I should tell him all these, and persuade him to work with me and my plan, my plan to get rid of Caesar. Brutus is what we need. What Rome needs.

Yes, Brutus is the most essential key to my plan. This might not be the wisest decision, but this is for the sake of Rome!


Et tu, Brute?