Poetry makes my amazing boyfrann.

Poetry makes my perfect boyfie. 

(Temme how does this sound now? )

Okay so lets get started! Poetry means writing lyrics and poems (according to me). I love poetry. It moves the heart and touches the soul. Guys playing guitars in parks and streets, playing piano in ballrooms, playing drums in bands and girls screaming and cheering for him. We find 'em sexy, don't we ? (sexy-not in term of sexuality but I mean being excessively interesting) ;) Well, if you ask me, I would give a big yes! 

okay so that's about it. back to the topic at hand, poetry makes a guy amazing, watcha say ? I feel so aww-ed reading poems written by a guy, let it be for his girlfriend or whateveryounameher. Poetic guys are boring, quite often girls think in such way. long boring poems, too much of dedication and love potrayed makes it all dull. BUT don't you love to have a poem specially written FOR YOU by a guy who loves you truly? to have lyrics written specially ABOUT YOU and they are dedicated through a lovely music to you ? in the park, by the beach, under the bright moonlight, during a candle light dinner, or OKAY. I'm going far. So yeah. I personally think guys with good poetry skills are the best romantic chaps. AND a poetic guy is certainly the ladies' man. 

say what say what? Yes, I'd marry a guy who has a good poetry touch. at least, a proposal with a poem certainly! *winks BECAUSE girls like me, who are into art, music and writing will go for guys like that because we want to hold a conversation with guys we find attractive. so what else would make us feel like that if its not about similarities we seek in each other ? plus, as far as I could see, not too many guys are into poets nowadays so in one way, that's quite special. ;) but to highlight the fact of matter here, If the guy writes poems for the love that he has for poetry apart from the love he has for the girl he truly loves, and his ideas come from his personal feeling and experiences, then yes! HE IS THE ONE. :)

P/S: This whole post is not inspired by fairy tales or scenes that I daydream about. THEY ARE REAL. A real guy who is real about his feelings would make this real for me. :)

I Call It Love

Hola again, peepol ! So, this's my first poem which I actually wrote it last year. So, thought of sharing it here and NO PLAGIARISM yeah. :) I mean it in a good way. and yes! again, it's a love material ha-ha nothing new about me right ? :D but fyi, I wrote this without an insipiration which means I wasn't in love with any fecking guy at that moment. (just so you think I wrote this for my freckin boyfee). :P Hey so yeah read it and hope to get comments from you'll. Till see you again, toodles! xx

I Call It Love

The day I saw you,

The day I heard you,

was the day I lost my heart,

in a split second when I let it go with you.

I'd always wondered,

if I would ever give my heart,

to someone who would walk with me for the rest of my life.

The other girls did, but it's about me that I doubted.

I wasn't sure if this's the feeling that we spell it with four letters,

L.O.V.E. which has only one universal meaning for all of us,

It's undefined, it means the world for everyone,

for everyone whose love has a life that lives it.

Yes, this is the feeling,

The feeling that ought to be expressed by me to him, 

The feeling that ought to be felt by him too,

for the reciprocated love that I want to have.

For all I know and all that I know,

Im giving my heart to him,

with a little hope, a little wish in me,

that he would give his to me,

and mine would always remain unbroken with him.

This is L.O.V.E.

Yes, it's the love that I felt for the first time.

This love needs an answer,

An answer from him who owns my little heart.

P.S. I Love You

P.S. I Love You. After 6 years, this is another novel that has made me shed tears. Tears couldn't stop flowing while reading every Gerry's letter and Cecelia Ahern's touchy lines. She's terrific. Watching the movie would have been better as it will only last for 2 hours and that's all. You cry, you weep and you're off to bed but reading a whole novel isn't the same tho' it revolves around the same characters and the same plot. Reading all 519 pages was easy but controlling those overwhelming emotions, feelings and accepting the bitter parts of the novel were HARD. Each chapter offers something to 'grieve' for. 

      Here, I'd quoted a few lines from this novel. Indeed a very touchy, meaningful lines by Cecelia Ahern.

• Gerry was gone and he would never be back. That was the reality. She would never again run her fingers through his soft hair, never share a secret joke across the table at a dinner party, never cry to him when she got home from a hard day at work and just needed a hug. she would never share a bed with him again, never be woken up by his fits of sneezes each morning, never laugh with him so much her stomach would ache, never fight with him about whose turn it was to get up and turn the bedroom light off. 
• Their plan had been very simple: to stay together for the rest of their lives. A plan that anyone within their circle would agree was accomplishable. They were best friends, lovers and soul mates, destined to be together, everyone thought.
• She felt relief- relief that his pain was gone, and relief that she had been there with him to witness the peace of him passing. She felt relieved to have known him, to have loved him and to have be loved by him, and relief that the last thing that he saw was her face smiling down on him, encouraging him and assuring it was OK to let go.
•  But her husband had died when they were both still very much in love and she couldn't just fall out of love all of a sudden just because he wasn't around anymore. 
• but when he was alive she had lived for him and now he was gone she lived for his messages.
• She had never wanted to let go; what a luxury it was for people to be able to hold their loved ones whenever they wanted.
• Gerry touched Holly's nose and smiled to himself as she wrinkled it up in her sleep. He loved watching her while she was sleeping; she looked like a princess, so beautiful and peaceful.

Gerry's gone FOREVER and Holly knows that he's never gonna come back again. She learns to live without him. Ever imagined a life without the person that we love the most ? The reality is hard to be faced yet yes, life goes on and P.S. I Love You has taught me to appreciate the moment that we are living by loving them to the fullest. so, that's all for now, till cya again! toodles! xx

11.1.2011

So ! It's 11.1.2011 and I finally decided to write on this blog which I had on 1.1.2011. (nice dates ha-ha I know) ;) Uhm, was very much excited to have this blog actually, like it's the first for me ! been waiting since a year and due to all those 'pandemoniums' in school, like a hell-over things in exam zone, SPM!! RAWR! but one thing is for certain, I was VERY excited about blogging when I was a high school student (which literally means I'm not anymore) :)) but now *sigh* the ultra excitement is no longer there, maybe because of HOLIDAYS. yesss, boredom beating me, been very jobless, spending the whole day at home, boring life ! Anyway, yeah, I'm wanting a change so badly, so I'm trying to get outta house very soon, most prolly, I will be heading to ICC, KL. *wide smile* so, guess that's all for now, not in the mood of writing actually ha-ha will be back to ya'll soon, till then, toodles !