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Thursday, February 28, 2008
P.R.O.J.E.C.T.U.N.L.E.A.S.H. {6:52 AM}
Poems, short stories,
Ready to be posted, all done up...
Or are they?
Just as i was about to post my poem,
Everything stopped,
Computer hanged, its not my fault.
That was a good excuse,
Until I found out, that the
Necromancer playing DOTA with me,
Lamenting about his class'
English and literature blog, was
Also from my class.
Some luck.
Haha.
Ryan Seah (20)
{6:33 AM}
LifeLife is but a journey
the destination is Death.
Life can be filled with success,
life can be filled with pleasures.
But Death
will take it all
and bring grief to his loved
Life can be full of joy,
success and glory,
times spent with one's family
the friends who stood by him
through all difficulties
It's never all 'bout money
though sometimes it makes the world go round
friendship and love
is what makes you sound.
Trust, an essence,
to get things going
Everything is built on trust
Trust builds everything.
Life brings trust
Trust moves life.
Love, essential for life
to go on
Brings on a sense of belonging,
shows where you belong
Where is your life?
How is it?
Is it rotten,
or is it treasured?
Don't throw it away,
dont only have fun -
you only have one.
You have your talents, so
put it into good use
and not for abuse
Tay Zhi Yuan (25)
Wang Enzhao (27)
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Society is You and Me by Nicholas Gordon {8:23 PM}
Hi boys,
I found this poem
here . You might want to state your thoughts on it and maybe relate it to TKAM.
Society is you and me.
Everyone's a piece of they.
Very much of what we do
Ends up as words that others say.
No I exists except as we,
Though he and she are part of you;
Each pronoun's only partly true,
Each life becomes another's way.
No one alone can simply be.
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