"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet."
-Plato-

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Remember Remember the fifth of November..

I made a great big vow to myself a few months ago.. I will be a Thai Boxer.. it seems so far.. but the only thing i'm good at is in fighting.. But even great men need friends to support him, like Muhammad Ali, he wouldnt make it without his commemtator-friend supporting him throughout his matches, publicising for him..

Today's poem is dedicated to my friends, they are My Wind.

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Wind

If i am a bird, i can soar.
If i am a leaf i can fall.

But if there is no wind, the bird can't soar.
If there is no wind, the leaf can't tumble and fall.

Wind under my wings are the friends supporting me.
Wind under me, allows me to move free of the tree.

My friend, you have showed me how to soar, tumble and fall.
If i am the wings, You are my wind. 

Thank You for being there for me. 

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YAY!!~~~ I FEEL SO ALONE IN THIS WORLD..
"IS THIS BLOG EVEN PUBLIC?" --Quote from my sister.

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