Child Prodigy

There is no such thing as friendship
Whoever says,
It is all in imagination
people believe in their desperation
I say that life will be a disaster
The only thing will gain is pain
Life is easier all alone
Who am i and what i could do,
It will be as if i had wings and flew
Away from all the pain i escaped
Being alone sure does sound great
Screaming to be set free
Choosing to leave this sadistic planet
No longer a life to take for granted.

Character feels trapped

I wish that I could have other family except them. My brother, he is the main blocker of my freedom. My life would be great if he doesn’t exist in my family. Frustrated is the first feeling come to my heart in the way he treats me. It was a massive lost living in a same home with him###

A bully

He is a huge and chubby guy. Nobody is bigger than him in the class. He has black short hair that always stood still. In the class, he often chew his chewing gum while his teacher teaching. It is not a typical situation if he keeps in silent in the class. Daily classes are just a small part of his to do list. The most important for him at school is to be with his friends. They like to make jokes and laughing in every class. Nobody could be brave to ask him to be quite because worse things would happen.

His name is John. He lives at nice cottage near the town. John is the only child of his parents. Although he has a bad attitude, there are many things that meet the eyes of him###

My Favourite Writer (poem)

You've always wanted to write,
But,can you cook up a good story?

If you have lots of good stories in your head,
but can't seem to get them down on paper,
then maybe you need some professional writing
to know how to write,

Whatever your reasons for wanting to write,
There must be a questions,
And you are curious to know the answers.
Or,
an idea that you want to share,

I have dream to be famous like Ahadiat Akashah,
Ideas of his writing had touch my feelings,
And sometimes,
I can feel the happiness and the sadness
of the characters that he created.

Specially,
The novel titled Pilot Cafe,
The story about love and friendship

To meet this novelist is my desire
I'll never stop to be his adorer,
His ideas are my library..

Last Weekend(poem)

It was a sad weekend
I felt so hard to leave them
But for my study,
I have to

It was a sad weekend
I thought I would not see their smiles
for a long,long time

It was a sad weekend
people would feel compassion when see my face
I was like a baby demanding for mum's milk
And they were accepting to be abandoned patiently

It was a sad weekend
my tears was flown like a rain
watching my hometown from the air
to miss them is a sure certainty