Writing is my passion and if I can't write, I'd go crazy (just like what happened to me the past few days my Mom's been hovering on my back and dragging me to malls, I couldn't write 
).I write poems and stories. (Join the Dreamer's Glade! Some of my stuff are there.) Anyway, I'll be posting my poems and *maybe* stories here. :D
POEMS
Guilty Love
Don't look at me with such eyes
In them I see the pain
I've said nothing to you but lies
It's making me insane
Now you should hate me
But you don't--
Why? Why can't you be?
Oh, God--
No, you've fallen too deep for me!
Dreamland
I couldn't see you today
Though I know of a place
Where I can see your face
Its location, I cannot say
A place I alone can go to
And stay for hours long
Nothing to do but look at you
With no one to say it's wrong
A place of my imagination
Where everything is my creation
From the green forests to the brown sands
This is my Dreamland
Sanity
It is but a word
A label in society
Separating paupers and lords
For the purpose that is humanity
It is an illusion
A false deem
Nothing but delusions
To crush hopes and dreams
It divides humanity
Yet we are all the same
For it is a false reality
The label that is 'sanity'
Eyes
Beautiful his eyes so green
So carefree and calming
So sweet and loving
Or so, it may seem
Green was his eyes
The eyes of trickery
Of deceitful lies
And of the naughty
They fall and weep
Played as fools
Nameless idiots that are tools
In his game of reap
Naughty her eyes so blue
So tainted and tempting
So deceitful and luring
Yet it is not true
Blue was her eyes
The eyes of the decent
Of sweet smiles
And of the innocent
They scorn and leave
Acting as if blind
Stereo-typical minds
In judgment they believe
Eye to eye they meet
Strangely drawn to the other
The emotion too strong to bear
Forming a bond lasting forever
Longing
Cold is the black night
Her figure white and longing
Her world bleak with no light
Her mind wandering and wandering
It was a need too strong
To have it all, all, all
Waiting and waiting so long
Still she years and call
Year after year worsening
Her mind shrouded in bleak black
Hopeless in dreaming and dreaming
He would never come back
But she couldn't stop hoping and hoping
The Game
Innocent was she
Tempted by the devil that was he
To taunt and molest
The innocence he detests
Innocence he craved in pain
Time turning it into a game
To destroy and break
The victim and prize to take
Black Dove
Looking at the mirrored glass
She sees the angelic dove
The face of the high class
A face everyone loved
It was all lies
She was a black raven
A temptress in disguise
Not innocent but brazen
Accepted in all of the ton
With the face of the pure
Hiding the heart of the black one
With eyes that trick and lure
Not a dove of white
But a raven of the night
Daddy's Little Princess
Peek-a-boo!
Daddy, I see you!
You're always there
Not far away from me
'Coz you're my Daddy
Who loves and cares
I'm your little princess
In silver, gold and pink
In shorts and dresses
But in one fast blink
I'm now a lady
No longer a princess baby
But in your eyes
I'm still your little lady
In green, blue and black
And you're still my dear Daddy
With love you do not lack
No Longer My Daddy
Peek-a-boo!
Daddy, where are you?
Are you there?
Are you OK and fine?
'Coz I can't find you anywhere...
You're my Daddy, mine
I'm your little lady
And you're my dear Daddy
Forget and leave them be
Daddy, come home with me
With me you'll be fine
'Coz you're my Daddy, mine
I'm no longer your princess baby
Nor your little lady
Choosing me, you had declined
No longer my dear Daddy
No longer mine
