Mistakenly Yes

you can run,
you could scream,
you have the ability to publicizing,
you are prone to fatigueness,

but and shapes are nodding,
mistakenly and artificially,
you are a disgrace,
there's no point,

biologically fogged through the air,
it was disastrously said,
thoughts flew impatiently,
clinging on those stratospheres,

get well soon son,
you will be arriving in hell,
burst of flames,
will comfort you there.

Poetry Chronicles

well it started with a single date,a single event,a single introduction,a single book,an eternal connoisseur.
Im not a girl who are automatically constructed for the magnificent world called 'words'
but i've read this bizarre life-wise book and from the moment i opened the slimmy limey book
my head balls got exceptionally coordinated and stucked to each page line
and from that 'needle in the round',i've noticed something which i later classified as an another pathway to get 'feeted'
AN EXQUISITE 'DISTORTION'

p/s : i don't know what im talking about. it is just a nonsense to me as a way to fill the leisure time that was wasted. homy bubu, please forgive. sobsssss! 

first and foremost

well this is my very own "blog".
i didnt expect much from all my readers,just a brief crescendo heart conscience will be more than enough for me.
i prefer the title "life observer" rather than a protestant.
because for me the most exquisite thing in life is the word "life" itself.
well some said that i'm maybe too young to observe the ups and downs about life.
Those words may sounded sarcastic but its actually a definite point.
But even the so-called mature and old people also sometimes misinterpret the chronicles about life.
So,my clear heart conscience is all individuals stand a chance to give a hype about their thoughts about all the breathing shapes around them.