nuthiing muchh

2006-02-13T15:52:00.000-08:00

were you lying or were you not
when you told me you've sworn to God
to never let me down, and protect me always
you said you'd change your ways
to disappoint me, never again
but i told you it was just too much for me to contain
when i saw you walking with her, i only felt pain
that's when you turned and whispered to me
the three simplest words a man can ever utter
that's when i began to smile once more
with that feeling i haven't had before
how can three mere words be ever so pure?
cliche as it is, hear my cue.
( one, two, three, four .. )
" i love you. "

- jessica.

yes. i'm back :) i sure suck at writing mushy poems. SHUCKS.
anyway,

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!

2005-05-21T23:09:00.000-07:00

one of them -
i remember walking down this street
when it used to be deserted and bleak
and now i`m drifting down it once more
reminiscing my past, and pondering who i could have been.
i squinted. i saw. the rusty old swing in the distant.
the joyful laughter and giggles, the familiar squeals and shrieks
echoed in my mind, reverberating in my head
i think i see. i KNOW i see.
a little girl, without a doubt, the age of three.
a piercing scream resounded in the dark
adrenaline flowed through my being, as i ran and ran.
questions flew through my mind as i flew closer to the rusty swings.
why am i running?
why is my heart pounding so rapidly?
the little girl turned to stare, her mouth agape, her eyes big and glassy
i turned and saw, a dark shadow, it was her shadow.
i frowned, puzzled. there`s smthing amiss.
covering my ears, i hear the little girl scream.
a damp black substance soaking her little blue frock.
it was blood. fresh. red. blood.
suddenly she fades.
away from reality. or was it virtuality?
i feel a deep acute pain at my side.
i clutched hard, feeling blood drain from my face.
i lift my hands, i see them stained.
the truth slammed right into me.
looking up, i saw my shadow.
in her hand, held a bloodstained two-edged dagger.
she was my twin. my very own twin.
we shared the same womb, we were mirror images.
why did she do it to me?
i felt my world spun around me.
her mocking face sneering down at me.
and now i`m back at the swing.
i see little children smiling and laughing.
i`m one of them now.

copyrighted IIIIII jessica*

love at first sight (:

2005-04-08T22:43:00.000-07:00

Happy-go-lucky ; cheerful is she ;

Serious and practical ; a drum major he was ;

first day SFW, she disliked him ;

He was oblivious.. to everything.

She played her clarinet ;

as the destests soon dissolved ;

when she saw his true nature ;

as an experienced clarinetist.

Rumours flew that he was quitting band ;

Not wanting those clarinet talent 2 go down the drain ;

She sms`ed him, wanting him to back out ;

He told her it's okay, and he's not gonna do it.

Day by day, their inbox grew ;

SMS became a daily necessity ;

as they talked about e clarinet ;

and everything else under the sun [ as so i think ].

she found him cute, even good-looking ;

who noes what went on in his mind [ he better think likewise] ;

it took a long time before they're finally together ;

and, obviously, a long blissful time they'll stay.

slow and steady they go, taking their own sweet time ;

seeing them together brings a smile on our faces ;

that delightful grin lighting up his face ;

that loud laugh or giggle coming from her ;

when they see each other after a long time.

A certain tall and dark guy from st pats ;

and that certain cute gurl from temasek ;

lives HAPPILY EVER AFTERR!!

storyline; xinling`

done by; jessica`

dedicated tu; xinling&kenneth` -does the ahem thing-

2005-04-05T05:15:00.000-07:00

the funky sadist__*
once every 365 days
u get a freakin yr older
meaning more responsibilty.
but every 365 days
its maturity you r SUPPOSED to gain
thru' life's experiences.
every 365 days
you go thru' ups & downs
happy & sad moments.
every 365 days
on an extremely special day
like today
you celebrate this very day
you came into this world
to bring smiles on my face
a dear fren who is true
a childhood fren of 8 yrs
an awesome flautist with love for music
a fellow gossiper of 4V
the funky sadist who makes me laugh.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESSICA! love ya lots! -e crazy smiling bitch :)

u r e ` n e m e s ii s __

2005-03-31T17:21:00.000-08:00

ure`nemesis`from`hell

chilled by e biting wind;

i drift alone amidst e dull gloomy shadows;

moving aimlessly, energy draining out of me;

i see a light in a far distance;

is that my salvation waiting for me?

in it i harboured false hopes;

as i felt adrenaline jolt thru my being;

shrieking and screaming for all my worth;

i reached and tried to grasp the tiny weak beam;

failing as i stumbled;

gone was e light as i wailed in the darkness;

then realisation dawned on me;

i looked up and saw ur oblivious counternance;

that troubled tortured soul;

masked with a convincing bright smile;

i feel a deep piercing pain for you;

e memory, a scorching furnance;

i saw you, ur savaged features;

that bloodstained rusty dagger;

approaching me for e 15th time;

the last stab i took, i no longer felt pain;

i was choked by my tears, my blood;

i smile now;

no more feeling pain;

instead hate, hot blazing hate;

i stand here, glaring spitefully;

to forever be;

ur nemesis from hell.

ure resident sadist;

jessiica`copyrightedd*

2005-03-28T05:26:00.000-08:00

my life has its up and downs.
but they show what im like
how i get up after falling
how i smile and try not to bother bout stuffs.
my character my way of life
everything there is to me.
i try not to hide my feelings
a smile when im happy
a frown when im upset
they are all reflected on my face.
even tho at times when i feel unimportant
i wish somehow or another
i made a positive difference in your life.
jus a smile
i hope i brought to your lips.
i wish my presense
has never caused a tear down your cheek
a frown on ur face.
if i left footprints in your life.
show me that gorgeous smile on your face. -anz :)

m e m o r ii e s fadingawayy _

2005-03-24T23:42:00.000-08:00

m e m o r ii e s fading awayy..

listen tu e howling

e bone chilling atmosphere

not a tinge of fear in her heart

her blood mixed with tears

A pretty pretty gravestone

engraved on, ever so elegantly,

dat pretty bastards` name

as a tear fell softly and gently...

5 years back;

they were best of friends

conforting each other in times of need..

helping one another when one has fallen,

braving storms & hardships 2getherr.

4 years back;

head over heels they went.

she loved him so

& he would do anything for her..

Then came that day..

That very fateful day..

2 years back,

1978.

A car came skidding,

amid e crashing rain.

it was an instant suicide,

a horribly bloody scene.

she cried all day

she wailed all night

she wanted so much to die,

but e security was tight.

she became e loner.

e loveless one.

her friends shun her.

she's alone.

her once beautiful features

are now destroyed

as she slashed her rosy cheek one night

her raven coloured locks,

now tangled in knots,

as they hung around her face,

unwashed & never combed.

It was a sorrowful sight.

as this frail tiny gurl stood

by his grave stone every night.

screaming and all alone

she fell noiselessly unto e ground

her face white, bony, and sunken

crying 4 what could never be

as e world spun around her.

early e next morning,

a female body was found

in a pool of fresh new blood

her eyes still widely open, frozen in time

rumours flew

that her soul is now taken

by another loveless spirit

and forever will it remain

a fading memory.

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[ j e s s ii c a ]

2005-03-21T06:28:00.000-08:00

tears.

sometimes u know u jus wanna hide

away frm everyone arnd u

jus so that they dun see wats rolling down ur cheeks

tears.

sometimes when something affects u badly

u know u cant keep it all inside

u cant stop them frm floodin ur eyes

tears.

sometimes when u lose someone special

a fren u wished u cherished

they jus flow out of ur eyes

tears.

published by e crazy smiling bitch ansley. :)

1 9 5 5 _

2005-03-20T16:54:00.000-08:00

1 9 5 5 -

tears filled with p a i n , h u r t & s o r r o w ..
mixed with e cold, chilly waters;
e wrinkled skin of an old h a g g a r d woman..
soaking up her s m i l e , her t e a r s, her s h a m e.
four bright a d o r a b l e children..
though unlucky to have a c a s a n o v a for a husband..
she toiled hard under the sun..
balancing 3 jobs a day,
regardless of the hot b l a z i n g sun..
or the h a r s h splattering of rain,
she s l o g g e d her youth away..
just having to raise her o b l i v i o u s four..
for them, she wouldn't do nothing.
a p r o u d lively smile brightening up her face,
as her children succeeded in life one by one..
but soon it was quickly replaced,
by a f r o w n that creased her forehead.
for e children she had once loved so much,
left her one by one..
finally a b a n d o n i n g her cruelly in an old folk's home.
never bothering to return for a visit.
a long deep s c a r,
now clearly etched on her h e a r t, her m i n d, her s o u l..
while her m e m o r y often lingers..
back to the h a p p y, j o y f u l times she used to have..
in 1955.

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copyrighted dethgirypoc

[ j e s s ii c a ]

tt e s t ii n gg -

2005-03-19T22:08:00.000-08:00

just testing out. ((: