OIIIIIII!!!
BENNETT BAY AND CHRISTIE OH!!!
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Update this thingymajiggy please!
Ananana. ANYWAYYYY!
This is Aqilahh :D
Do go to my blogg? to tag? About this blog that is.
If you want more poems, you can email to...
chraqers@hotmail.com !
Okayyy best.
If you do email to us,
please indicate name/school/title/why you want this poem..
thats about it :)


Okayy! bYE!

Aqilahhh™

You take a deep breathe and your walk to the door;

it's a morning of your very first day.

of a smile

Seeing you smile;
that innocent and blissful one
in photographs without me,
but with them it was done.

Every second that I linger on gazing
draws that so familiar spirit of tears
that tears down the fragile masks of my soul
that I tried to paint on;
to make myself stronger.

Seeing you smile;
the very sight I want to see
even if I had to run a million miles
or die trying, I just need you to be next to me.

How did my tears spill so quickly?
Without you, all the life in me seems gone.
When I'm with you, everything feels right,
in this world of darkness, you're my light
and you make it brighter
even when there seems to be no cure.

-

The moon rises at 8 o'clock sharp.
A bright star comes along.
The universe seems much more beautiful.
A fantasy, so unreal.
That drop of black paint,
as I paint the sky-
-A big,black space within.
I see you there,
hanging across the space,
reaching out upon you.
I gave up hope.

-I let you go.

-

My heart sank;
a submarine submerged.
A useful thought dashed across my mind.
The choir sang,
the birds chirped,
the cows mooed,
my uncle shouted,
I speed up on you..
Waiting for time to come,
to fill up this empty space.
My heart then, slowly floated.
It was filled with your love.
With courage, the universe spilled love on me.
Come with me -he said.
As we reached the upon the tallest mountain,
this symbolise the time we take to be together - he whispered.

HAHAHAHAQILAH HEREE.
hmmmmm... not very happy now.
BUT WILL BE.

I missed out camp,
so read christie's bloggy for more info on it.
So this few days just using com,rest,sleep,eat HAHAHA.
yeahhh, thats all actually.
Nothing interesting happened.
BLEEEEH.

Shit siool !
HHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.


Shuttup lah..

Aqilahh™

BENNETT IS POSTING NOW :P

HEHE~
i'm finally posting in the blog lol.
i don't know why i didn't until today, the day before camp. bleh.
i'm not doing anything now cept bloggin.
now i shall slump into happiness of the empty house :D

-bennett

Who else can say bombastic like me?

BOMBASTIC!
say it like BOM-BUS-TICK.
YOU ARE FANTASTIC!
say it like EUU- ARR-FUN-TAS-TICK.
ELASTIC!
say it like EE-LUST-TICK.
AND THESE WORD'S COOLISTIC!
say it like,
END-DIS-WURDS-KU-LIS-TICK.

YAY! SO SINGGG !!!

BOMBASTIC!
YOU ARE FANTASTIC!
ELASTIC!
AND THESE WORD'S COLISTIC!

hahahaha, k best.
Okayy ! I got the MOST important point to make clear within EVERYONE !
its for E-VE-RY-ONE!
SO LISTEN CLEARLY... not listen but read clearly.
eyes big open wide and make it wide as in an elephants ear.
and clap your hands, and shake it... yeahyeah shake your hands and scream!
AIK AIK AIK!

-.- okay, we have gone off the broadway.
K best.
the important point was not that.
The important point is...

I AM NEITHER A THAILAND, AN AFRICAN NOR A AFRICAN AMERICAN -.-
I am a special,tribal,unique and cool malay :)
Hahaha, wth?

Okay best ! whatever it is I am a malay and a muslim :)
Okay best !

I love to say okay best, alamak, siak! andand what the fong?
Yeah, so take it that way..
there is loads more to talk about me. coz I am one in a ten.
HAHAHAHA, no lahh ! in a billion.
K thats like... off board.

K byebye!
Christie and AQILAH BLOGGED!


Aqilahh™

P.S// bennett bayy !!! you have not blogged AT ALL !

temporary

Oh grief. There's camp tomorrow. For four days straight.
At least it's in Pasir Ris; my house is just at the very end of Pasir Ris park.
I'm not looking forward to it, actually. I just don't have the mood nor the interest. I just hope everything will be okay.

We're not in the same camp group at all. Sigh. I hope we'll survive and make it through.

Each second brings me closer to the camp;
and when it finally comes, each second will bring me closer to going home.

Oh goodness.

Christie

Hi. I'm Christie.
This is my first time writing here, so I shall tell you a bit about myself 'cause you'll be seeing me writing in here, anyway.
When I'm sad I write a lot of poems. Actually I write poems basically when I'm just not feeling that wonderful. Yeah.
I like music, but Music's not my art form at school. It's Visual Arts, so yes, I like to draw too. I don't really like to be forced to do something I don't like or want to do. Which is why I don't enjoy studying Chinese because I don't speak Chinese to anyone except my Chinese teacher, write or read it, apart from Chinese class. I also don't like Maths because I reckon it's a waste of time if it's non-applicable.
I am good at withstanding most tickles. I used to study in Australia and I'm going back there when I graduate from SOTA (unless of course, circumstances change this). I love movies and cats. I adore photography and hugs. I am a Christian too, but I suppose you already figured that out from my name.
I think I become sad very easily. I think I think too much, 'cause my brother and Aqilah and Bennett keep telling me not to think so much. It ruins my sleep at night and my childhood. Oh, oh, I refuse to fall in love. Influence by books and movies and peoples' stories. It just ruins your sleep and childhood too. I value my sleep and my childhood, thanks. So yes, I don't really appreciate being kept up too late at night. Mmm, I think I have written too much.

And so, in honour of my first post, I shall present to you folks a poem I have just created before writing all of the above. Bon appetit :)


Is there something more to this world of tears,
to these empty gazes each day,
these souls' windows are brimming over with
unspoken words, locked up hurts, withheld thoughts
that leave their bodies broken and so alien?

I see the ghosts of their tears,
the way they look at us
and I know that they hang on to their fears.
I know they feel
like they can trust no one
the past reappears within their thoughts;
invades their daydreams like a silent thief
and holds their tongue hostage so that they,
our friends,
will not share with us their problems in any way.

I have been to their world,
once upon a grey and torn time.
Even I stumble into this same world unaware;
and I can only say for sure
is that though everyone might have been there,
to find one who brings us back is indeed rare.

Aqilahhhhh ! you wrote this :]

HELLO ! REALLY HERE TO BLOG.
now at house.
I want to make a band, but still starting.
I dunno lah. Christie and Bennett are the coolest !
Anyway, I love My bestff three !

Btw I will tell you this blog for what :]
Okay, I am publicising [if thats how you spell it]

Here it is:

1. Composed songs
2. Composed poems
3. New Updates
4. New stuff
5. NEW STUFF YOU IDIOT !


Hahaha, dpeends who will love to blog more.
I am Aqilah here ! Get used to me.
The most weirdest to use bahasa english.
Cheyyyy !

K best. You are reading this on LEARN YOUR ABC OR ELSE !!!
Okay thank you.
Byebye loved ones.


Aqilahh™

Leave your most honest comments on eac post alright?

Lots of HI-5 dudes/dudettes !

testing testing

Okay people !
Aqilah here lah oi :D

Just testing to type .
Anyway, our URL is cool coz its made by...
drum roll please.

BENNETT BAY - -!

Hahahaha, k best.
Must cheer, jump, and scream like girls do when they finally..
Okay what the hell aqilah? Anyway..

BLOGGOH IS OTAY? :D
now title... changing to LEARN ABC OR ELSE!!!
goodbye my precious ALAMAK LAUGH LAH LAH LAH !

k going off. changing stuff.. byebyebye !

:"D

Aqilahh™

P.S/ Remember Aqilah.