FICTIONS
Eye of Raven
Peril in Menacing Throb
Poignant of the Broken Memory
Wielding Katana
DRABBLES
Forgotten Melody
Gift of Immortality
Perhaps...Love is Another Word to Express Hatred
Raisonnement, Confiance, Fric
Man of Crow
The Making
Bitter Farewell
Sailing the Boat
How I Met a Demon. (29 NOVEMBER 2011 - 17:02)
Who Am I?
Demonic Me
Demonic Lilith
Soldier
The Child: Me.
Knowledge
Dying Me
Valuing My Life
Mixing Potions of Feelings
A Deadly Game
Tampering in a Tub
Renovating My Heart
The Master He Only Have
A Man and a Piano
Two Peas in a Pod
Death is the New Beginning
Ignorant Me
Wittering Serenity
Entering Battlefield
My Name is L.
A Fight To Come
POEM
A Man Can Die But Once
Eternally Remembered
Forever and a Day
I Like This Place and Willingly Spend My Time In It
Miserable Have No Other Medicine but Hope
To the Tiny Being
A Pearl Among the Pebbles
Who I Am
A Somebody
ONE SHOT REQUEST
Psychosis Attraction By SSLL Staff @ SSLL
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(Dedicated to Pn.Noraini, my Art Teacher who gave me Kiko, a white teddy bear before she left us for another school.)
Life meets death
Hello meets end
Words meet period
And sun meets night
Although we are a tiny being, ruled by fate and God
Destiny and path of life is ours to choose
So it is a good marvel to see such beauty in our life
However, even the summer has to greet winter
You, Pn. Noraini has been a great beauty to SBU
The proud and legendary craft of works make us true
Prosperity and wealth may be upon you
But the best wish of health and care deserved to accompany on your journey
Maybe this depart may bring a great start
Eternally, the great memory will stay in our heart
Song of your wisdom will imprinted within
And your lovely smile and your squishy hug will warm us all
This may not be a grand poem
Yet, extravagant is our enemy
I hope you realize how much you meant for us
And that what matter above all.
Millions bottles of kisses
Thousands bolts of hugs
Hundreds warm of love, and
Billions fold of permanent memories.
May God be with you and you are to us, SBU
If time is one our side and fate is not against us, may we meet again in the future
And may we cherish our first greeting in the class like we greet a cup of morning coffee everyday.
DATE:Friday, February 11, 2011
TIME:{3:56 PM }
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