Poem Post: "Void"

Composed on a bitter morning way back when I was 15.

Void
MINXIE

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O, the woe of it all

when all thou see is nothing

but the eerie darkness soothing

from the tortures I receive

night by night

the corners of this poor soul

captured and pinned down

by the most disturbing voices

crying in destined suffering

just when I created

the most perfect choices.

Nothing lasts forever

but what am I to do when such

is made eternal in my tower

brittle and dark amongst red skies?

I curse none else but the soul

of which this materialized entity carries,

subconscious filled with everlasting grief

and mourning deep within a distorted abyss.

I pity the ever-following and loyal shadow

of such a worthless, unfaithful soul.

The mystery of darkness could never swallow,

such emptiness carried by

this impudent, immaterial ghoul.

This body is merely stuck,

in unreasonable worldly drought

twisting the mind and spirit without luck

creeping and seeping in my thoughts.

 Devouring nothingness and emptiness so sick,

suffering though had always amused me,

but see that as I stay and watch each second tick,

I still have nowhere to run..

Please credit me, by the way, if you wanna copy all or a part of the poem. Thanks. :3

Art Post: "Lil Miss Muffet"

I once had a teacher who had little knowledge in true art and music. Bookish and seemingly uninterested, he read then spoke about the lessons the whole period; oftentimes his interpretations to his readings were undoubtedly wrong, and I couldn't help but shake my head as I heard each of his uttered sentences. I kept my arguments for him to myself since I once tried to correct him as politely as I could, but unfortunately I was shunned. However I do look up to him in his knowledge and unquestionable skill in dance, his intense patience, and his beautifully easy exams.

He gave us this homework. We were told to make up a product of our own and draw or design an advertisement for it. I thought long and hard. And this was what I came up with.

I was the only one who made the project from Adobe Photoshop, complete with a poem for a description, and a Gothic mini hat when I advertised it in front of class. Sadly, I was still unrecognized and unappreciated way back then, ignored, laughed at, mocked.

Woe to all the vacuous knuckleheads of my time. I pity you.

Painting Post: "The Red Queen's Castle"

The previous painting post "My Very Own Wonderland" was painted after I watched Tim Burton's Alice. Well, this one too. Haha. I watched the movie again last summer, and I started to notice that whenever I watch the movie, my mind tends to puke colorful matter out of my hands. Not only Alice in Wonderland though, movies like Frankenweenie, Big Fish, Dark Shadows, Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, and many others would suddenly raise up my creativity levels after I turn off the TV and head to bed. Is it just me, or is there really something that His Highness Tim Burton adds in each of his movies? ♥

"The Red Queen's Castle"
O how will you find your way?

Please ask for permission if you wish to use this! :3

PS: Ignore the punched holes at the left edge of the paper. Hahaha, I just took out a scratch paper by instinct and started painting xD

Painting Post: "My Very Own Wonderland"

Hiya, since I haven't got any idea what to post here as of now, I'm gonna post some of my paintings and poems again. :3

I painted this after watching Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland for the nth time since. I was a bit disturbed and depressed again that time, so I decided to escape into a wonderful world in my own fantasies, to be lost in an eternal dream, and stay there 'til God knows when.

"My Very Own Wonderland"
I dwell in my very own wonderland,
where under the sky painted with blood,
beside the thornless rose bushes
-- painted red from the color of the sky,
however the blood had long dried --
far from the glowing mushrooms of poison,
I sip my arsenic-flavored tea,
and reserve grandly for later 
a flan I fished from the sea.

Please ask for permission if you wanna use this though! :3

Yet Another Classmate's Death :(

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I presently write with grief and sorrow for another melancholic experience as a student. This is the third time I had a classmate who died. 

Every time you hear of the fresh news, it is indeed surprising and unbelievable; it makes you cringe, your lovely day darkens as you gradually realize that a friend can no longer talk to you the next day, the next week, the next years, or simply... forever. And they left you without bidding you farewell, you expected tomorrow to be another ordinary and normal day in which they will still exist in, they will still hug you and compliment you for your personality and taste. It is truly shocking to hear all of a sudden that they're gone, and they're never coming back.

She now lies in her coffin, still and lifeless, cold, emotionless, her eyes closed, and she is painfully relieved of the smile she normally used to wear. She is dead.

Causes of death is said to remain unknown to those who will not ask about it from her parents. I, myself, do not know it yet.

The Grim Reaper took her just this Tuesday, January 8, at 3AM they say.

RIP Christine Roda †

Thanks for the hugs, the compliments, and the friendship. I'm really happy I became part of your cheerful life, even for just a while.

Sighs. :(