poem

this is something which me and another girl, Karen created for our IS..

Sobbing Tree

The winds howl
The rain beats down
I stand here,
Solitary on this ground
Once bursting with life
Once filled brim
with the lingering scent of frangipani
The storm grasps my body
Its force tugging at my roots
The earth gives way
A sharp pain shoots through me
I let out my last moan
And allow the wind to take me


okok... arty farty? haha.. i think it is!!! like so evocative... whahaha... anyway, went to G2000 today and bought stuffs!!!! yeah!!!!! haha...ok.. shall stop here...

btw, jogging and crying at the same time really relieves stress!!!!