Dragon

At the core of earth
Where no human could go
He lay there guarding the gates
Those are unknown
His dark red armor covers his body
His throat burst out flame
When he is angry
No mercy is shown
To those who trespass his territory
His roar shook the earth
Causing fear and terror
Yet his hearts is tender
With kindness and love
He lay there guarding his fire
Waiting for the day
When his rider would come
Lonely and sad he stayed there
Roaring every year
Wishing his rider would finally hear.

One Day Human

“Hey listen, there it goes again.” A young girl in her uniform whispers to her friend.

“Yea…I heard the seniors say that this room is haunted by a ghost girl who love to sing. Even the teachers never dare to come into this room to take the art stuff.” Her friend replied her, both of them shiver quickly turn around and back to class. Little they know in that room is not stayed by a ghost but a young girl with big dreams. Suzy is an orphanage, she lost her mother in a car accident and her father walked away from home without turning back. Every time students in school see her, they either hit her or bully her. She was always running around school trying to avoid everyone, that was when she found this room to hide herself. To her that room was magical, it gave her the power to sing, ever since she steps into school, the music of choir caught her attention, since then she was drawn towards music. She tried singing in her house but the house owner always scream for her to shut up. In that room she sang, no one knew who she was.

“Oh My God! Richard is coming here!!” the girls scream, a celebrity decided to study in this private school for a while, the girls scream chasing him every where. Teachers tried their best to block the girls while he ran for his life.

“There is an empty art room, but it is haunted. If you don mind you can hide there, no one ever dare to go there alone.” Richard took his leave to the art room. That part of the building was deserted; it was almost like no one ever dares to step into that floor. He took his steps slowly towards the art room; Suzy sang her usual songs without any thought that people would be coming. Richard was so drawn into her voice, suddenly he don’t feel scare anymore. [Such angelic voice, who would think this, is a ghost voice.] He steps in as quiet as possible but Suzy ears are as sharp as a fox. She stops singing quickly hiding herself into the shadows.

“Please don’t stop singing.” Richard plead, “I really love your voice, are you really a ghost?” Suzy never talked to anyone before, this is her first. She was scared and didn’t know what to do. [Who is he? Why is he here?] Questions kept on popping out from her mind. “Please, even if you are a ghost, can u continue to sing?” Suzy just continued to sing as he asked to, her eyes kept on him in case he tries to find her. Richard sat there eyes close listening to the angel voice of his dreams. Time passes both of them enjoyed each other company, Suzy smile wider each moment.

“Hey,” Suzy shut her mouth right away. “I know you are not a ghost, I will leave my card here, come and find me,” with just a card he walked out from the door. Suzy waited for his shadow to go and his footsteps no longer could be heard, she jumped on the table looking into the card. [He is a Singer!] Her eyes widen, she was please that someone wanted to hear her sings. She look at herself, fur cover her body, hands that actually paws. [How can I? I am just a cat…] She lay beside the card, looking into it.

“Please,” she pleads, “Please, just one day let me sing in front of him as a human.” She pleads so hard, her tears fall onto the card, and slowly she falls asleep. The morning sun shines into the room the next morning trough the broken window. Suzy yawn, but she felt something different in this morning. Her body was shivering cold, and the table became smaller for her. She looked around, noticing her fur was gone and her body was cover in skin. Her paws are hands and legs, she gasped and real voice came out from her throat.

“Thank you! Oh thank you!” she started to cry. Behind the art room was a box of clothing for the drama club, choosing the clothing of a white nice gown. She dash out from the room into the street, student stare at her as she ran by their classes, whispers went trough the whole school teachers was stun, no one know where she came from. She ran down town as fast she could to the address in the card. People was lining up, it seem there was an audition to find a partner for Richard. She registers her name, waited for her turn. One by one people walked out from the door, either crying or just disappointed.

“I never seen Richard this serious…” one of the girls came out saying. Suzy was so nervous; her stomach felt like there was a knot tying her.

“Next!” the person called. Suzy stood up walking awkwardly into the room. All eyes were on her, at that moment she felt like dashing out from the room. But she kept her feet there in the middle of the room. The judges whispers at her clothing and messy hair, they signal for to start. Suzy took one deep breath holding her head high up, she sang the song of a lullaby her mother used to sing to her. The judges were shock by her voice, Richard at the side there stood up immediately. [That voice! I know she is real!] He clap his hands she sang finish so did the judges. All smiles were on their face, Suzy bowed down thanking them, and she rushes out from the room before they could say anything. Something was changing in her, she pass by the mirror of the hallway, her cat ears was up. [Oh NO!] She screams in her mind. Slowly she turns back into a cat, Richard chase after her, but found her clothing lying at the hallway.

“Suzy, where are you?!” he kept on calling out for her. Suzy hide in the corner, how much she wants to tell him she is there. “Suzy!” he kept on calling. She couldn’t stand it anymore; she took up all her courage and step out from the shadow.

“Meow~” she called to him. He looked at her thinking he must be crazy. Knowing that he wouldn’t believe it, she walked into the dress taking the card out showing him and looking to the door.

“You know where she is?” he asked, disbelieving that a cat can tell him the way. Suzy nodded her head and ran out. He chase after her to the school, “Here…the school…of course!” he walked with her to the room. “Suzy?” he asked. Suzy jumped on the table looking at him right into his eyes. “She is here right?” he asked.

“She is…” Suzy replied in words. “I am Suzy, I know I am a cat and I can’t talk, but this room gave me the power to talk.” Richard eyes show he shock, Suzy knew there was only one way for her to prove, she sang the same lullaby.

“You are Suzy…I know that voice anywhere.” Suzy sat licking herself. Richard just sat there staring at her.

“I am sorry,” she started to walk out, she stop at the door looking back at him. “I am sorry I can’t sing for you anymore. I really enjoyed singing…” she ran away from him, she tries to fight back her tears. Again he chases after her, he wants to keep her, and he wants her to be with him. Suzy kept on running, her tears covers her eyes; she couldn’t see the road properly. A car screeches, and bangs her into midair.

“NO!!” Richard screams. That was the last thing she heard him say, she looked into the sky and smile.

"Thank you, for letting me be a human for a day. Thank you for letting me sing once again." slowly darkness covers her eyes, as screams and shouting echo through the darkness.

Rain

Grey dark clouds cover the skies, slowly rain drops falls. A cold breeze sweeps the earth, chasing that hot air up into the sky.

Another morning that is cold and comfortable to sleep in. So why am I awake in such early morning? Well… I guess the rain remind me of something in the past. When it always rain, my heart becomes heavy thinking back that all those memories again. The rain had lived with me for many years; I used to remember that every time I was sad and disappointed, I wish for the sky to rain. As it rain, pouring heavily down into the earth surface, I step out from the house, letting myself soak in sadness and rain. Washing all the sadness away from my body, cleaning those darkness I hate in me. but everything it rains, it remind me of those sad days, but also remind me that the rain will always be there to wash my tears away.

Money

How can a king be so rich, while the bagger is so poor? Aren’t we all called human being, den why are people separated into ranks of life? Long ago, before money or gold was found and invented, every human being was the same. There are no ranks or status, yet everyone uses a simple concept to survive, TRADING. When money was introduce, human started to be greedy, everyone wanted to be rich, while those who succeed not only lie in their castle and enjoy, they started to collect from the poor as taxes of land. Greed brought them to lands far away from theirs; stealing and killing what was once reach to the earth surface.
Red Indians was chase out from their land, bring brought to slavery, and even some was rape in other to please the men. Women ranks are lower than men, and causes men to have pride and egos. But even though that time was gone, the present still remains the same. And the conditions are getting worst every time.
“I rather rule the world and destroy it, than seeing it destroy slowly.” Once my friend said this sentence, and I agree with it. I would destroy money and status in order to bring the human ranks that were set long time ago, back to the days where man kind was made as equal.

My Dance

Opening the closet, thinking what should I wear for an outing? Looking through the clothing I have in there, a blue color dress caught my eye. When did I buy this dress? I wonder. I took it out as its long dress touch the floor; I guess this was once belonging to my mother. Knowing my mother won’t be home for a while, I put it on. Such a fine dress why did she put it away like that? Well, I guess I still got time before I am going out. Hmmm... A fine music shall suit it at the same time. Searching the old classical music my dad collects; I played under surrounding stereo in the house. Ah…memories of dances I learn in the pass, step by step I retrace those dance move I’ve learn. Wow, it really brings back memories of those graceful moments in the stage dancing like a princess. I wish to relive those moment on the stage performing, well I guess I stop dancing for a reason. Time to move on, hip hop will be my style!!

20 years old

Do you remember the time when you think everything you done was right? Even when your parents was at the top furious mood and you still rebel and think everything will be just fine? I guess I’ve been through tat stage of life and now changing my point of view in everything. I remember being called the wise one among my friends, cause the years of experience in arguments, love and even fights among siblings and thought me everything I need to know about life. Okay, basically not everything, but I can say most of the things. Seeing people character and personalities, using the right way to gain their attention and stuff, all this had gave me the wisdom beyond my age. But was I notice now is that I was lonely in those years. My parents had this kind of personalities, that when ever my friends come over my house, they don’t seem to be comfortable, seeing their reaction around my friend (especially guys), it make me feel like they weren’t welcome to the house. Another reason for me to not bring my friends home (although my brother doesn’t care). Beside that, outing with friends, I can never attend any gathering or outing. I only can go if my parents followed, come on! I am already in high school at that time! I am old enough to walk alone, yet they never gave a chance. This causes me to lose so many friends, outing they never called me, anything that was going on they never count me in ever again. That loneliness I felt really get’s on my nerves.
But all this time, I never sit down and think what their reason in doing so; all I did was blame them for my loneliness in the world. I believed that no one cared for me, I uses acting to blend into society. But as this year started and I turned 20, I sat down one night in the hall room, thinking about the pass. The foolishness in falling in love, the heart broken days, thinking how stupid I was thinking I couldn’t stand up at that time. The arguments with parents, causing tears and heart ache among the family, the acting smile with friends and parents. I think and think, at that moment I realized; I was just a kid with no brains. I thought I had the wisdom in peace and always hide my feelings away, but the more I think on that day I realized, by doing all those things I was hurting myself inside. Killing the emotions away, and living as an empty shell. After all that thinking, I finally open the cage full of emotion letting them surface up, teas of joys, sadness, anger and more falls from my eyes. How foolish I was locking away all this emotion, but turning 20 thought me many stuff, for now I learn to be matured and also to accept the wrong and right about myself.
Cheers to myself, in new life!

Duty First

There are things I wish I never did, yet every time I wish I never done it repeat again. This heart I am feeling at the moment doesn’t wish to be feeling this way; many times I block this emotion from surfacing. Many times I killed that part of myself, but what can I do? I just hate it when I see it. Seeing them happy together I sit there like a fool having this feeling, but work is work. I got to change what I feel and just be normal like nothing happen, although it hurts like hell. But recently I am losing the confidence I had; controlling these emotions is getting harder and harder. I am so close in reaching that hand but I feel I am so far from it. Wish to chase that shadow and never leave it side, but I got to control it. I can’t show this weak side of me. My duty is more important den this feeling, and tat will be my conclusion. WORK first b4 my feeling.