Sweets

there was a sweet it was a hard-boiled sweet
the shopkeeper wrapped it up
in a nice plastic colourful wrapper
the shopkeeper put the sweet on display
a child passed by and wanted the colours
the colourful wrapper was all she could think about
night and day the colourful wrapper
nobody bought the sweet and it grew bitter
moss grew around it and it turned sour
the plastic wrapper clung, shrivelling wilting into the sweet
the colour fades off...
the girl became a lady and that lady passed by that same shop
she remembered the sweet she wanted so much
the shop was abandoned, no one inside
a sign at the door stated it was for sale
in the midst of the thick dust in the display stand
she spotted a lightly colured plastic
she saw the same streaks and patterns she dreamt about
smashing the glass with a pebble
the lady retrieved the sweet
once proud and once shiny....now almost dead
but the lady took the sweet and kept it within a dainty pouch
in rememberance of her life.

Get Over It

hanya memuji....hanya hendak dipuji.....hanya membawa harapan dengan tanganku yang luka ini...saya hanya hendak mata kamu melihat saya.....melihat satu kali pun boleh....

You told me on the day that you left me to take real good care of myself.
But it's so hard to do if I can't have you here to hold me when I want nobody else
When Am I Gonna Get Over You
And stop living in the past?
When Am I Gonna Get Over You?
I hope this pain won't last.....
Soon you'll wake me and you'll say I've been dreaming
I'll just have to wait til then.
Until my time here is done then I'll be with you again.
Someday, I may love again but you'll be with me even then.
When Am I Gonna Get Over You....
And stop living in the past?
When Am I Gonna Get Over You?
.You told me on the day that you left me.....that's exactly what i'm forced to do.

Don't tell me...

Don't tell me that you understand, don't tell me that you know,

Don't tell me that I will survive, how I will surely grow.

Don't tell me this is just a test, that I am truly blessed,

That I am chosen for this task, apart from all the rest.

Don't come at me with answers that can only come from me,

Don't tell me how my grief will pass, that I will soon be free.

Don't stand in pious judgment of the bonds I must untie,

Don't tell me how to suffer, don't tell me how to cry.

My life is filled with selfishness, my pain is all I see,

But I need you, I need your love, unconditionally.

Accept me in my ups and downs, I need someone to share,

Just hold my hand and let me cry, and say,

"My friend, I really do care."

to everyone that has been there for me....i love you but please don't tell me...

Ding Dong

vicky is going down down down!!! ok that's it.....vicky is an arse....vicky is a jerk and most importantly vicky has dongs the size of peanuts and and he just loves having chocolate ice-cream for breakfast and his own made peanut dongs for lunch and for dinner he has his BEstesT BESt BuddieS dongs which in fact are made of dark chocolate......and this 'BUDDY' of his is the king of sneaks...a manipulative Arsehole and a Bigger Jerk head than vicky will ever be(he really has a bigger head).....ok never hated anybodies sooooo much in my LIFE!!!! oh wait yar.....then tttttt......will go and have dinner with vicky....and they have wild passionate....fights together you know like the hens....fighting for each others dongs and the arsehole's dongs and they start eating after that...the dongs...hehehhehehe!! ok i'm getting sick now.....we shall bestow upon these three people the bastards of the world titles.....i think it will suit them...or.......the three bastard-teers....the three bastard-peers!!! hehehhehee!!! funny lar.....okay

P.s. then in the next morning the three Bastard-peers have breakfast biting and eating each others dongs....sickos....read on....



dongs are in fact cookies!!! peanut butter cookies and dark chocolate cookies!!! but i did mean the other parts....hehhehehe!!! and also for the people who are a bit blur Bastard-peers are in exchange for musketeers, y'know the three musketeers??

~vicky is going down,down,down~ ( this has such a sweetness to it...)

Ying Yang Tree

did you know that when a girl falls in love she becomes more like a man and that a man whom is in love will become more feminine? i didn't but it sure makes sense....and well something doesn't make any sense whatsoever but who am i to judge? and why should i judge? better things to do with life....you know i decided that life isn't about worrying about people's problems and dwelling on my own but i should be moving on with MY LIFE!! and if the person is a whiner(me) then layan lar...i mean since i'm a whiner i'd like them friends to layan me so i can layan them too!! when they whine that is....and family matters. lastly but most importantly family matters....not that friends don't matter cause they do.....but family matters too! and i realise that they rule my life....not movies Khat....so don't say anything bout me....and they don't rule my life honey, they influence how i think but my major influence is the Quran now.....kindda scary really when you read the stories...end of the world and stuff like that. I really gotta let go and move on...i forgot half the signs of the day of judgement when i used to have them remembered.....that's really depressing man!! Neways i just wanna say i feel much more feminine now.....hehhehee!! and that i feel like my soul is cut in half.....weird you must say like the ying and the yang.....or two kittens fighting for survival against a baby lion.....why is the lion stronger? can the two kittens overcome the lion? well let me wait and see........the ying yang tree....