<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924</id><updated>2011-08-07T03:01:48.285+08:00</updated><category term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Poetic Daydreams &amp; Nightmares</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-1266774177107095753</id><published>2010-06-07T01:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:03:15.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Inevitable</title><content type='html'>Hey, its me again,&lt;br /&gt;That voice inside your head,&lt;br /&gt;The one you locked away in vain,&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to be back from the dead,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, don't you love this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I'm in your brains whispering?&lt;br /&gt;And as I free myself I'm scratching and clawing,&lt;br /&gt;Through your soft and tender heart that's beating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, why'd you try to drown me?&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't I everything you couldn't be?&lt;br /&gt;Did you think you'd be totally free?&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm the only vision you see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it was inevitable that I would return,&lt;br /&gt;Returning with a match ready to burn,&lt;br /&gt;Lighting your inspiration that's been taciturn,&lt;br /&gt;Killing the boredom that you spurn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, folks, I'm back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-1266774177107095753?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/1266774177107095753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=1266774177107095753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/1266774177107095753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/1266774177107095753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2010/06/emoetry-inevitable.html' title='Emoetry - Inevitable'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-8556162983267305890</id><published>2009-04-21T01:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:05:16.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Forever</title><content type='html'>His doing a 180 on the freeway,&lt;br /&gt;Riding towards the igneous sunset,&lt;br /&gt;Heading for the bridge near the bay,&lt;br /&gt;To that spot where they first met,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finds peace whenever his here,&lt;br /&gt;The setting sun always relaxes him,&lt;br /&gt;The sky orange with a tinge of azure,&lt;br /&gt;His view of the sea starts to dim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the atmosphere and view,&lt;br /&gt;Memories would soon fill his mind,&lt;br /&gt;He wished to relive every one anew,&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to leave the future behind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was where their paths crossed,&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts with a different story,&lt;br /&gt;Lost souls sad, lonely and confused,&lt;br /&gt;Both looking for a moment of revelry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decides to walk over to her slowly,&lt;br /&gt;She looks at him and lets out a smile,&lt;br /&gt;They just watched the sunset quietly,&lt;br /&gt;Both longed for the silence for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sun let out its one final glow,&lt;br /&gt;And the moon appears to take its place,&lt;br /&gt;They finally turned and said "Hello",&lt;br /&gt;Moonlight illuminating her angelic face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They then spent hours together,&lt;br /&gt;Hours eventually turning into days,&lt;br /&gt;Days led to the promise of forever,&lt;br /&gt;But forever is a word that never stays,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever broke and it became whenever,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever ended and it became soon,&lt;br /&gt;Soon stopped and it became never,&lt;br /&gt;Never stayed on just like the moon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a fairy tale in the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;With a sweet love story in the middle,&lt;br /&gt;But there's always a twist in the ending,&lt;br /&gt;A dreaded answer to an obvious riddle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the soft crash of the waves,&lt;br /&gt;And staring at the sky filled with stars,&lt;br /&gt;He finally wipes his tears on his sleeves,&lt;br /&gt;And moves away from the steel bars,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he rides off into the velvet night,&lt;br /&gt;She finally arrives but its a little too late,&lt;br /&gt;He rides down the road devoid of light,&lt;br /&gt;At that moment there's a twist of fate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the distance she hears a loud crash,&lt;br /&gt;Driving towards that sickening noise,&lt;br /&gt;In her mind unwanted images flash,&lt;br /&gt;She starts hearing his sweet voice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finds him in a pool of blood motionless,&lt;br /&gt;He wipes her tears and says "I'll be better",&lt;br /&gt;She cries as she held him close in the mess,&lt;br /&gt;With his last breath all he said was "Forever".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-8556162983267305890?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/8556162983267305890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=8556162983267305890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/8556162983267305890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/8556162983267305890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/04/emoetry-forever.html' title='Emoetry - Forever'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-86647106726261481</id><published>2009-04-19T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:13:21.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Gone</title><content type='html'>Pieces of me fall to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;But I move on without a sound,&lt;br /&gt;As I slowly stop and turn around,&lt;br /&gt;The old me is nowhere to be found,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories that used to remain,&lt;br /&gt;In the darkest corners of my brain,&lt;br /&gt;Which caused all the hurt and pain,&lt;br /&gt;Were never thought of ever again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in me there was a secret,&lt;br /&gt;It was a secret that filled me with fret,&lt;br /&gt;Time spent with you was hard to forget,&lt;br /&gt;Yet now I'm moving on without regret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing you was what I really needed,&lt;br /&gt;Just another chapter in life that ended,&lt;br /&gt;The chapter that I would have avoided,&lt;br /&gt;But its made me learn to be grounded,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking you to take a look at me now,&lt;br /&gt;And see how time has made me grow,&lt;br /&gt;Our ending a new beginning somehow,&lt;br /&gt;Memories of us now just an afterglow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have been the sweetest one,&lt;br /&gt;Yet you left me afraid, frail and alone,&lt;br /&gt;But after all that's been said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I thank you because the old me is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-86647106726261481?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/86647106726261481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=86647106726261481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/86647106726261481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/86647106726261481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/04/emoetry-gone.html' title='Emoetry - Gone'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-4231502993454753002</id><published>2009-04-12T16:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:46:58.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Easter Wonder</title><content type='html'>In the room with a closed door,&lt;br /&gt;Only silence is heard in the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Posters strewn across the floor,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of staying put on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting silently on a tatty mattress,&lt;br /&gt;Brooding under a hooded sweater,&lt;br /&gt;Breathing in dust from the mess,&lt;br /&gt;Writing on a used piece of paper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determined to finish his last poem,&lt;br /&gt;His greatest piece of work ever,&lt;br /&gt;Writing the Lord's beautiful anthem,&lt;br /&gt;And how God made his life better,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thanks God for giving him life,&lt;br /&gt;He thanks God for the people he loves,&lt;br /&gt;He thanks God for keeping them safe,&lt;br /&gt;He thanks God for the bread loaves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thanks God for Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;He thanks Jesus for taking his place,&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving his sins in a way so glorious,&lt;br /&gt;That thoughts of it makes him rejoice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment he finishes writing,&lt;br /&gt;He throws open the curtains,&lt;br /&gt;Gets on his knees and starts praying,&lt;br /&gt;Thanking God for easing the pains,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stands up and spreads his wings,&lt;br /&gt;Stands on the window sill to the roof,&lt;br /&gt;He looks up to the skies and sings,&lt;br /&gt;That God is the one and only proof,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of this glorious day,&lt;br /&gt;Ever since he was just only seven,&lt;br /&gt;He was ready to make his way,&lt;br /&gt;To be by God's side in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for every moment I'm alive,&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for forgiving all of my sins,&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for teaching me how to love,&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for breaking my chains,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gives me strength,&lt;br /&gt;God saves me from evil,&lt;br /&gt;God is with me on Earth,&lt;br /&gt;God hides me from the devil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lord God is indescribable,&lt;br /&gt;My lord God is unchanging,&lt;br /&gt;My lord God is a love miracle,&lt;br /&gt;My lord God is alive and living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for everything Father.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus's name I pray.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-4231502993454753002?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/4231502993454753002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=4231502993454753002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/4231502993454753002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/4231502993454753002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/04/emoetry-easter-wonder.html' title='Emoetry - Easter Wonder'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-3963126360973921609</id><published>2009-04-10T16:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:09:22.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Sing</title><content type='html'>I sing; While she falls asleep,&lt;br /&gt;It helps casts her worries away,&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful; In a dream so deep,&lt;br /&gt;I sing because she promised to stay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing; While she's sick,&lt;br /&gt;Songs are a miracle medication,&lt;br /&gt;Better; As she recovers quick,&lt;br /&gt;I sing because she's my addiction,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing; While she's fuming mad,&lt;br /&gt;Just to calm and soothe her soul,&lt;br /&gt;Calm; Things no longer seem bad,&lt;br /&gt;I sing because she made me whole,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing; While she's on bed crying,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to stop her falling tears,&lt;br /&gt;Happy; Its great to see her smiling,&lt;br /&gt;I sing because she killed my fears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing; While she's feeling euphoric,&lt;br /&gt;The songs just adds to the memories,&lt;br /&gt;Free; Life with her is always idyllic,&lt;br /&gt;I sing because she stifled my cries,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing; As she wakes in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;While she's bathed in sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;Alive; She's the reason I'm living,&lt;br /&gt;I sing because she's mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-3963126360973921609?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/3963126360973921609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=3963126360973921609' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/3963126360973921609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/3963126360973921609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/04/emoetry.html' title='Emoetry - Sing'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-7989828775454477366</id><published>2009-03-29T00:44:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:17:11.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Burning</title><content type='html'>Sitting quietly in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Searching for an inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a poetic spark,&lt;br /&gt;Finding a needed revelation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is lit by candle light,&lt;br /&gt;I watched the flames flicker,&lt;br /&gt;Something doesn't feel right,&lt;br /&gt;I pause and start to wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was quite a blur,&lt;br /&gt;Like the line between the smoke,&lt;br /&gt;And flame which lost its fervour,&lt;br /&gt;When my chain of thought broke,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something struck me in the face,&lt;br /&gt;It was quick; I never saw it coming,&lt;br /&gt;And it was gone without a trace,&lt;br /&gt;It felt like my head was burning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smelled the ashes of my skin,&lt;br /&gt;Watching embers fall to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;The burning continues deep within,&lt;br /&gt;The flames searing and soul bound,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It consumed my soul in a fiery blaze,&lt;br /&gt;It made my heart pound furiously,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me in confused and in a daze,&lt;br /&gt;Yet it left me euphoric surprisingly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a torrent of unsurpassed passion,&lt;br /&gt;A much needed surge of emotion,&lt;br /&gt;A welcomed poetic blood transfusion,&lt;br /&gt;Poetry was finally back in motion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to that burning candle,&lt;br /&gt;Which has melted into my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Making every complication bearable,&lt;br /&gt;Making my life into a work of art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-7989828775454477366?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/7989828775454477366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=7989828775454477366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7989828775454477366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7989828775454477366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/03/emoetry-burning.html' title='Emoetry - Burning'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-8192191590551031443</id><published>2009-03-20T02:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T19:32:39.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Leaving Me, Loving You</title><content type='html'>Standing on the summit,&lt;br /&gt;Watching another sunrise,&lt;br /&gt;On the soft green grass I sit,&lt;br /&gt;With a calm; stoic disguise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flow of the cool breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Sets my trapped soul free,&lt;br /&gt;I wish this scene could freeze,&lt;br /&gt;Stopping the sway of every tree,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of the rising sun,&lt;br /&gt;Heats up my cold empty soul,&lt;br /&gt;Sitting up here used to be fun,&lt;br /&gt;When you and I were a whole,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where we shared our bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Where we confessed our feelings,&lt;br /&gt;Where we shared our first kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Where we had our secret meetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single moment here felt right,&lt;br /&gt;When you let out your sweet charm,&lt;br /&gt;When you were silhouetted by sunlight,&lt;br /&gt;When you hung on tightly to my arm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made my world more than fine,&lt;br /&gt;With your beautifully angelic smile,&lt;br /&gt;With your sweet cherry lips on mine,&lt;br /&gt;You made living seem worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment you left my soul died,&lt;br /&gt;Your absence has torn me to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;The moment you left I was denied,&lt;br /&gt;Your absence is now a sufferances,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ice cold facade falls apart,&lt;br /&gt;Eyes filled with sickening tears,&lt;br /&gt;I feel a sharp pain in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in a nightmare of fears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifting my head to the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;I pray for an angel to take me away,&lt;br /&gt;I start hearing the caws of ravens,&lt;br /&gt;But God says "No my child; not today",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is when I feel the cool air,&lt;br /&gt;With the sweet scent of roses,&lt;br /&gt;I feel fingers run through my hair,&lt;br /&gt;And taste lips from sweet kisses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes ever so slowly,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of the blinding light,&lt;br /&gt;I now see your outline so clearly,&lt;br /&gt;You held me in your arms so tight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You whispersed "I'm sorry I left you",&lt;br /&gt;"Its something I'll never do again",&lt;br /&gt;"Please forgive me for all the pain",&lt;br /&gt;All I said was "I love you too".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-8192191590551031443?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/8192191590551031443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=8192191590551031443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/8192191590551031443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/8192191590551031443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/03/emoetry-leaving-me-loving-you_20.html' title='Emoetry - Leaving Me, Loving You'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-7264454756929109015</id><published>2009-03-19T05:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:28:48.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Sweet Addiction</title><content type='html'>I have an addiction,&lt;br /&gt;To poetry in motion,&lt;br /&gt;Its a spicy temptation,&lt;br /&gt;Life and every creation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my greatest addiction,&lt;br /&gt;Is my greatest possession,&lt;br /&gt;Or my greatest affliction,&lt;br /&gt;It leads me on a mission,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I choose to abuse?&lt;br /&gt;What lights my poetic fuse?&lt;br /&gt;Who is this so called muse?&lt;br /&gt;What is it that I choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it very simply,&lt;br /&gt;Its how you love me,&lt;br /&gt;To put it very sweetly,&lt;br /&gt;Its how we're meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its your hugs and kisses,&lt;br /&gt;That keeps me living,&lt;br /&gt;You've fulfilled all my wishes,&lt;br /&gt;But I still keep on wishing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us to be this way forever,&lt;br /&gt;To you I'll never say never,&lt;br /&gt;You're the greatest drug ever,&lt;br /&gt;Yes you; my sweet lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-7264454756929109015?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/7264454756929109015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=7264454756929109015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7264454756929109015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7264454756929109015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/03/emoetry-sweet-addiction.html' title='Emoetry - Sweet Addiction'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-7129128311243976898</id><published>2009-03-19T04:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:34:23.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - She Stands There</title><content type='html'>She stands there waiting,&lt;br /&gt;In a beautiful flowing gown,&lt;br /&gt;She stands there crying,&lt;br /&gt;With a very cute frown,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stands there wiping,&lt;br /&gt;Her tears that flow slowly,&lt;br /&gt;She stands there staring,&lt;br /&gt;As I walk over to her calmly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stands there stoically,&lt;br /&gt;As I wipe her tears gently,&lt;br /&gt;She stands there confused,&lt;br /&gt;As I smile like I'm amused,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stands there steadily,&lt;br /&gt;As I hugged her tightly,&lt;br /&gt;She stands there smiling,&lt;br /&gt;As we slowly start kissing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stands there waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Still with a smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;Its not me she's missing,&lt;br /&gt;As it wasn't my time or place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-7129128311243976898?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/7129128311243976898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=7129128311243976898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7129128311243976898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7129128311243976898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/03/emoetry-she-stands-there.html' title='Emoetry - She Stands There'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-6492194263282677286</id><published>2009-03-19T04:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:28:58.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - It Started With A Blink</title><content type='html'>I see something blink,&lt;br /&gt;In the dark night sky,&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think,&lt;br /&gt;What if I could fly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would I go?&lt;br /&gt;Could I be with you?&lt;br /&gt;Even if it were so,&lt;br /&gt;Are these feelings true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself silly questions,&lt;br /&gt;Which make me hesitate,&lt;br /&gt;And break into little fractions,&lt;br /&gt;These are the feelings I hate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to tell you how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to be by your side,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling your breath so real,&lt;br /&gt;I want to know why do I run &amp;amp; hide?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-6492194263282677286?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/6492194263282677286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=6492194263282677286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6492194263282677286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6492194263282677286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/03/emoetry-it-started-with-blink.html' title='Emoetry - It Started With A Blink'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-1337825292966441579</id><published>2009-03-02T00:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:32:06.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - More Than Bloodline</title><content type='html'>We met four years back,&lt;br /&gt;In a place that felt like hell,&lt;br /&gt;Where skies were pitch black,&lt;br /&gt;And leaves constantly fell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we clicked,&lt;br /&gt;Situations drastically changed,&lt;br /&gt;It was a friendship that worked,&lt;br /&gt;No longer were we estranged,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent endless hours at night,&lt;br /&gt;At the point of pointlessness,&lt;br /&gt;Till the arrival of the bright sun light,&lt;br /&gt;With unending topics of madness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've shared moments of bliss,&lt;br /&gt;And also shared moments of pain,&lt;br /&gt;Good times; moments I miss,&lt;br /&gt;Bad times; never again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found the greatest of friends,&lt;br /&gt;Who've been there for me always,&lt;br /&gt;I pray our friendship never ends,&lt;br /&gt;We'll be friends till the end of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my blood brothers,&lt;br /&gt;I'd take a bullet for you,&lt;br /&gt;To my beloved sisters,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always watch out for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write and dedicate,&lt;br /&gt;This poem to my "family",&lt;br /&gt;Amazing how we met by fate,&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you sincerely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-1337825292966441579?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/1337825292966441579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=1337825292966441579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/1337825292966441579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/1337825292966441579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/03/emoetry-more-than-bloodline.html' title='Emoetry - More Than Bloodline'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-1292812893384833595</id><published>2009-02-25T00:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:33:17.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Answering Dreams</title><content type='html'>It was passed midnight,&lt;br /&gt;I was close to sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;Under the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;With crickets chirping,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence is broken,&lt;br /&gt;By a "handy" cellphone,&lt;br /&gt;Immediately I awaken,&lt;br /&gt;To silence the ring tone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered the call,&lt;br /&gt;I mumbled a "hello",&lt;br /&gt;One of my pillows fall,&lt;br /&gt;I stop felling mellow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a minute or two,&lt;br /&gt;There was still no reply,&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what to do,&lt;br /&gt;I waited as time passed by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to count sheep,&lt;br /&gt;And I said "hello" again,&lt;br /&gt;I was ready to fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;"Rest now" said my brain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my best to stay awake,&lt;br /&gt;To the monotonous silence,&lt;br /&gt;I said "Oh for God's sake!",&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of a next sentence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear an unfamiliar voice,&lt;br /&gt;It captured my attention,&lt;br /&gt;Even through the noise,&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting a connection,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard it again once more,&lt;br /&gt;A voice strangely missed,&lt;br /&gt;My ear was getting sore,&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't even pissed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line started to clear,&lt;br /&gt;I heard her voice perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;Her sweet voice so dear,&lt;br /&gt;The one I missed so badly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both had loads to say,&lt;br /&gt;We spoke till daybreak,&lt;br /&gt;A start of another day,&lt;br /&gt;The end of heartache,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear her sighs,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want this to end,&lt;br /&gt;It was time for goodbyes,&lt;br /&gt;Time wasn't being a friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both hit the "red" button,&lt;br /&gt;That's when my eyes opened,&lt;br /&gt;Head still on very soft cotton,&lt;br /&gt;It was only a dream that ended,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was by my side all this while,&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming calmly without a care,&lt;br /&gt;Asleep with a beautiful smile,&lt;br /&gt;Radiant like a flower so rare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her whilst holding her,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling her warmth was all I need,&lt;br /&gt;I prayed we'll be this way forever,&lt;br /&gt;Forever living in a dream indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-1292812893384833595?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/1292812893384833595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=1292812893384833595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/1292812893384833595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/1292812893384833595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/02/emoetry-answering-dreams.html' title='Emoetry - Answering Dreams'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-5887929584535086477</id><published>2009-02-23T12:38:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:28:22.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Distant Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Its hard to forget,&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you,&lt;br /&gt;When our eyes met,&lt;br /&gt;A dream came true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an unfamiliar place,&lt;br /&gt;At an unexpected scene,&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face,&lt;br /&gt;Made it all feel serene,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence was ample,&lt;br /&gt;To drown out the noise,&lt;br /&gt;You made it seem simple,&lt;br /&gt;All I heard was your voice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smiled and said "Hi",&lt;br /&gt;I paused and stuttered,&lt;br /&gt;What sounded like "Bye",&lt;br /&gt;You stared and laughed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life paused for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;As I gazed into your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted it to be permanent,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when time flies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days turned into months,&lt;br /&gt;Time spent with you fade,&lt;br /&gt;Memories; moth eaten cloths,&lt;br /&gt;Fragments left in a dark shade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think of you now and again,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you remember me,&lt;br /&gt;The distance is driving me insane,&lt;br /&gt;Its your smile I'm wishing to see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hear you but its not easy,&lt;br /&gt;Because the sound of your voice,&lt;br /&gt;Its now just a distant memory,&lt;br /&gt;Result of a poorly made choice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had made a different move,&lt;br /&gt;Would things be any different?&lt;br /&gt;Would we be here and in love?&lt;br /&gt;Or would I have left a dent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still a distant thought,&lt;br /&gt;But someday I'll draw you close,&lt;br /&gt;You're the angel I sought,&lt;br /&gt;The one I wouldn't want to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-5887929584535086477?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/5887929584535086477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=5887929584535086477' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/5887929584535086477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/5887929584535086477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/02/emoetry-distant-thoughts.html' title='Emoetry - Distant Thoughts'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-5779193981692207521</id><published>2009-02-07T06:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:57:37.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Bliss In The Abyss</title><content type='html'>Staring into the abyss,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to find peace,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to find bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Praying for a release,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find things unexpected,&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts I wished were dead,&lt;br /&gt;Situations that I hated,&lt;br /&gt;Still locked in my aching head,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories long forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;Dates and days I've hidden,&lt;br /&gt;Feelings that have rotten,&lt;br /&gt;Like the apples of Eden,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they still here?&lt;br /&gt;All these things that I fear,&lt;br /&gt;In my visions they adhere,&lt;br /&gt;All disgustingly crystal clear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet all of them are precious,&lt;br /&gt;Each one as darling as the other,&lt;br /&gt;Each one marvellousy wondrous,&lt;br /&gt;In my mind they will always linger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once more I stare into the abyss,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing it is you that I miss,&lt;br /&gt;Remembering every kiss,&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are my abysmal bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-5779193981692207521?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/5779193981692207521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=5779193981692207521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/5779193981692207521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/5779193981692207521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/02/emoetry-bliss-in-abyss.html' title='Emoetry - Bliss In The Abyss'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-3023068620212393941</id><published>2009-01-07T17:23:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T01:51:23.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Lovely Skies</title><content type='html'>Have you noticed from afar,&lt;br /&gt;How a star looks like a crystal jar,&lt;br /&gt;But it'll still never been on par,&lt;br /&gt;As the sparkle in your lover's eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Or the gleam as you say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Or how a glance makes you fly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever clearly seen,&lt;br /&gt;A blue moon where you've been,&lt;br /&gt;And how it makes you feel serene,&lt;br /&gt;Just like when your lover smiles,&lt;br /&gt;The whole world just freezes awhile,&lt;br /&gt;It stays with you for a million miles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to feel,&lt;br /&gt;Clouds that were so soft so real,&lt;br /&gt;Yet looking at them feels so surreal,&lt;br /&gt;Its like feeling your lover's skin,&lt;br /&gt;Their touch makes your head spin,&lt;br /&gt;Its a dream you've wished to be in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever silently listened,&lt;br /&gt;To the raindrops as it poured,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving your soul relaxed,&lt;br /&gt;Its as if your lover is laughing,&lt;br /&gt;They show us the purpose of living,&lt;br /&gt;To find our way and stop wondering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried tasting,&lt;br /&gt;Snowflakes when it was snowing,&lt;br /&gt;You still do it even when its freezing,&lt;br /&gt;Will it remind you of your lover's lips,&lt;br /&gt;And do you remember every kiss,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure its something you truly miss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered,&lt;br /&gt;How the dark clouds disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;And a rainbow magically appeared,&lt;br /&gt;Its because they do it out of love,&lt;br /&gt;Our lovers sent from up above,&lt;br /&gt;In our lives they are wove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-3023068620212393941?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/3023068620212393941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=3023068620212393941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/3023068620212393941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/3023068620212393941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/01/emoetry-lovely-skies.html' title='Emoetry - Lovely Skies'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-2007657471124669050</id><published>2009-01-06T11:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:28:59.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Fine &amp; Breathing Letdown</title><content type='html'>There is a singer,&lt;br /&gt;Whom I admire,&lt;br /&gt;His songs make me unwind,&lt;br /&gt;His words tend to linger,&lt;br /&gt;Like an ever burning fire,&lt;br /&gt;In the depths of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are a few lines,&lt;br /&gt;From albums new and old,&lt;br /&gt;Each one brilliant as the other,&lt;br /&gt;That I've changed to rhymes,&lt;br /&gt;With it my story will unfold,&lt;br /&gt;And keep you entertained forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wake in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that I'm living,&lt;br /&gt;I want to blow into pieces,&lt;br /&gt;And conquer new places,&lt;br /&gt;I want more than just okay,&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be like this everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m up with the sunrise,&lt;br /&gt;Your beauty is always a surprise,&lt;br /&gt;I want more than just blue skies,&lt;br /&gt;I need to stare into your hazel eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I want more than just okay,&lt;br /&gt;It is; as beside you I get to lay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm lit with the sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm more than fine,&lt;br /&gt;I want more than just a good time,&lt;br /&gt;And I will chronicle them in a rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;I want more than just okay,&lt;br /&gt;Because to you I get to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'm learning to breathe,&lt;br /&gt;You've pulled me out of my sheathe,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to crawl,&lt;br /&gt;You've healed me after every brawl,&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding that You,&lt;br /&gt;With everything you do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You alone can break my fall,&lt;br /&gt;You've been with me through it all,&lt;br /&gt;I'm living again, awake and alive,&lt;br /&gt;Into your beautiful soul I wish to dive,&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to breathe in these abundant skies,&lt;br /&gt;You presence tends to ease my sighs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful letdown,&lt;br /&gt;Into the gutter I was thrown,&lt;br /&gt;When I crashed and burned,&lt;br /&gt;To stop my cries you returned,&lt;br /&gt;When I found myself alone; unknown and hurt,&lt;br /&gt;You found ways to mend my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I knew,&lt;br /&gt;The day I truly grew,&lt;br /&gt;That all the riches this world had to offer me,&lt;br /&gt;As rich as I may tend to be,&lt;br /&gt;Would never do,&lt;br /&gt;As all I ever needed was you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You found me here,&lt;br /&gt;I was constantly leaving in fear,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, for once in a rare blue moon,&lt;br /&gt;I've received my boon,&lt;br /&gt;I see everything clear,&lt;br /&gt;As you've wiped away my tears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a beautiful letdown,&lt;br /&gt;No longer will I frown,&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'll forever be,&lt;br /&gt;As you've given life back to me,&lt;br /&gt;And though it may cost my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Which no longer has a gaping hole,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing for free,&lt;br /&gt;Your beauty the world has to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-2007657471124669050?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/2007657471124669050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=2007657471124669050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/2007657471124669050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/2007657471124669050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/01/emoetry-fine-breathing-letdown.html' title='Emoetry - Fine &amp; Breathing Letdown'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-733773810585278946</id><published>2009-01-06T02:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T03:40:29.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Anything For Everything</title><content type='html'>If I could do anything,&lt;br /&gt;Just anything at all,&lt;br /&gt;It would be this li'l something,&lt;br /&gt;That you couldn't buy at a mall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This something is from the heart,&lt;br /&gt;That you'll keep in your soul,&lt;br /&gt;Forever; even when we're apart,&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm not there to hold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its something that you can find,&lt;br /&gt;Even when life keeps you down,&lt;br /&gt;And when you need to unwind,&lt;br /&gt;When in a troubled sea you drown,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I be able to do?&lt;br /&gt;To keep you out of the blue,&lt;br /&gt;I need you to be true,&lt;br /&gt;No wait; I don't want a clue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we're together,&lt;br /&gt;It feels as time slows to halt,&lt;br /&gt;I wish it'll stay this way forever,&lt;br /&gt;While we dance an endless waltz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I catch a glimpse,&lt;br /&gt;Of your magnificent beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Its like watching a lunar eclipse,&lt;br /&gt;My heart tends to stop its duty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its no longer about me,&lt;br /&gt;Or how I want things to be,&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to see,&lt;br /&gt;That I want you to be free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep that angelic smile,&lt;br /&gt;And that shine in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Even when we say our goodbyes,&lt;br /&gt;And not see each other for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just smile everyday,&lt;br /&gt;As I'm watching over you faraway,&lt;br /&gt;For as on this green grass I lay,&lt;br /&gt;My feelings for you will never sway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please keep this promise,&lt;br /&gt;After seeing all you need to see,&lt;br /&gt;And being who you need to be,&lt;br /&gt;Please come back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-733773810585278946?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/733773810585278946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=733773810585278946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/733773810585278946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/733773810585278946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/01/emoetry-anything-for-everything.html' title='Emoetry - Anything For Everything'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-7889869405354966146</id><published>2009-01-04T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:20:09.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Song Of My Soul</title><content type='html'>If a song could describe how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Its got to be John Morrison's "You Give Me Something",&lt;br /&gt;Because these feelings could be nothing,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm willing to try and make them real,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting where we were yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Where I had to keep my feelings at bay,&lt;br /&gt;I miss your laughter and smile,&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking of you makes my heart run wild,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jon Foreman sings "On Fire",&lt;br /&gt;Thats exactly how I feel when I'm with you,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're feeling the same way too,&lt;br /&gt;In me I'm hiding a deeply burning desire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sitting where we were yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Where we shared a drink,&lt;br /&gt;There are a million things I wish I could say,&lt;br /&gt;But for now I'll just do it in ink,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Cook now does his rendition of "Music of the Night",&lt;br /&gt;What he sings is so true; you do make my soul take flight,&lt;br /&gt;If only you could read this poem that I write,&lt;br /&gt;About this feeling thats eating me for the inside like a termite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train comes to a screeching stop,&lt;br /&gt;As I sip on my diluted fizzy pop,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to see you stepping down on the platform,&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is you're still back in your dorm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Toryn Green starts in his husky voice,&lt;br /&gt;"Leave The Memories Alone" drowns out the noise,&lt;br /&gt;Thats exactly how I want things to be,&lt;br /&gt;In my mind; nothing but the memories of you and me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left that place with a heavy heart,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to relive everything that transpired,&lt;br /&gt;To me; You are God's greatest work of art,&lt;br /&gt;Its you that'll keep me forever inspired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-7889869405354966146?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/7889869405354966146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=7889869405354966146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7889869405354966146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7889869405354966146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/01/emoetry-song-of-my-soul.html' title='Emoetry - Song Of My Soul'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-8066711507174107825</id><published>2009-01-03T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:20:48.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Short &amp; Sweet</title><content type='html'>Here's a question,&lt;br /&gt;Given a chance,&lt;br /&gt;Given a solution,&lt;br /&gt;What would you change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were you,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change a thing,&lt;br /&gt;Or everything I had to do,&lt;br /&gt;You'd find the answer surprising,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? As I'm glad I met you,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you; the girl who took a nap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(While you were a bit drunk)&lt;/span&gt;on my lap,&lt;br /&gt;This may seem funny but its true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've enjoyed the time we spent,&lt;br /&gt;Albeit its been only talking,&lt;br /&gt;You are heaven sent,&lt;br /&gt;Its hard when you're not smiling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever it is; don't frown,&lt;br /&gt;Just remember this foolish clown,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make your sorrows drown,&lt;br /&gt;Turning your frown upside down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-8066711507174107825?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/8066711507174107825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=8066711507174107825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/8066711507174107825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/8066711507174107825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/01/emoetry-short-sweet.html' title='Emoetry - Short &amp; Sweet'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-7735266656433550415</id><published>2009-01-03T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:04:12.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Rainy Days</title><content type='html'>I love it when it rains,&lt;br /&gt;The sound calms my mind,&lt;br /&gt;The drops cleanses my sins,&lt;br /&gt;And I leave my fears behind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how it refreshes life,&lt;br /&gt;How it makes everything new,&lt;br /&gt;It helps when troubles are rife,&lt;br /&gt;And when pleasures are few,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how it quenches thirst,&lt;br /&gt;When my throat is dry,&lt;br /&gt;It never makes things worst,&lt;br /&gt;It just makes troubles slip by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when its raining,&lt;br /&gt;Because it reminds me of you,&lt;br /&gt;And how you keep me living,&lt;br /&gt;With every little thing you do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When its a drizzle,&lt;br /&gt;Its like your calm demeanor,&lt;br /&gt;Each drop like a gem that dazzles,&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I make you smile more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it gets heavier,&lt;br /&gt;Its like our every argument,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'll wipe away your every tear,&lt;br /&gt;I try to make your smile permanent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really love about a storm,&lt;br /&gt;Its how I can keep you warm,&lt;br /&gt;To embrace you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;To keep you from being forlorn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I pray,&lt;br /&gt;For the rain to never go away,&lt;br /&gt;Because I get to lay,&lt;br /&gt;Next to you and say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being here,&lt;br /&gt;To take away my fears,&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me my dear,&lt;br /&gt;In my ever raining sphere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-7735266656433550415?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/7735266656433550415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=7735266656433550415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7735266656433550415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7735266656433550415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/01/emoetry-rainy-days.html' title='Emoetry - Rainy Days'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-5283927619819057237</id><published>2009-01-03T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T05:06:19.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - 4 A.M.</title><content type='html'>Its 4 in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;Awake in the dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;But something's lacking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sandman has visited,&lt;br /&gt;More than a bag he wasted,&lt;br /&gt;A sandcastle was created,&lt;br /&gt;He left utterly frustrated,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my eyes were still bright,&lt;br /&gt;Like the stars and the moon,&lt;br /&gt;Which lit the sky at night,&lt;br /&gt;But the sun would come soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tossed and turned in bed,&lt;br /&gt;Pillows moved; blanket flew,&lt;br /&gt;I felt sweat from my head,&lt;br /&gt;It certainly wasn't morning dew,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay back once more,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to finally slumber,&lt;br /&gt;I left my mind to wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Through every thought I tore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I finally saw,&lt;br /&gt;You; Oh graceful angel,&lt;br /&gt;A beauty without any flaws,&lt;br /&gt;Magnificent in every angle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember your pretty smile,&lt;br /&gt;It sent shivers down my spine,&lt;br /&gt;It was you I needed all this while,&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel fine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were all I saw in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;That night in my sleep so deep,&lt;br /&gt;Your silhouette will always gleam,&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts when I sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-5283927619819057237?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/5283927619819057237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=5283927619819057237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/5283927619819057237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/5283927619819057237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2009/01/emoetry-4-am.html' title='Emoetry - 4 A.M.'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-8270309747344304844</id><published>2008-12-10T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:57:46.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Losing "It"</title><content type='html'>Where has it all gone?&lt;br /&gt;Where is my inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;Has it left my every bone?&lt;br /&gt;Poetry is no longer in motion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every rhyme feels awkward,&lt;br /&gt;Even wrong words seem to rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;Right words leave my mind unheard,&lt;br /&gt;I need to write something sublime,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the world has turned gray,&lt;br /&gt;No longer in brilliant technicolor,&lt;br /&gt;Life is now a sickening decay,&lt;br /&gt;Devoid of its splendor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is undeniably chaotic,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is frustratingly frantic,&lt;br /&gt;Life is leaving me hectic,&lt;br /&gt;And in a constant state of panic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could find it once more,&lt;br /&gt;The will to write; to inspire,&lt;br /&gt;To stop boredom from its core,&lt;br /&gt;To write a poem which I admire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you lost my dear friend?&lt;br /&gt;Please find your way back home,&lt;br /&gt;Stay in my mind till time ends,&lt;br /&gt;With you I'll write a poetic tome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-8270309747344304844?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/8270309747344304844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=8270309747344304844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/8270309747344304844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/8270309747344304844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/12/emoetry-losing-it.html' title='Emoetry - Losing &quot;It&quot;'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-6889202586273943252</id><published>2008-10-12T19:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:01:01.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - 17 Days</title><content type='html'>I need to know,&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing me?&lt;br /&gt;As I'm missing your glow,&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun rising from the sea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to ask,&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking about me?&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you are all I see,&lt;br /&gt;Daily from dawn till dusk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find out,&lt;br /&gt;Are you dreaming of me?&lt;br /&gt;As you're all I dream about,&lt;br /&gt;Dreams about you set me free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen days away from you,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like eternity,&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen days without you,&lt;br /&gt;Has driven me close to insanity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel your presence,&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't help much,&lt;br /&gt;I hate your absence,&lt;br /&gt;I need you here to hold and touch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to see your beautiful face,&lt;br /&gt;Especially with that sweet smile,&lt;br /&gt;You've made me found my place,&lt;br /&gt;Will you let me stay awhile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love staring into your hazel eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in them feels like heaven,&lt;br /&gt;You given me clear blue skies,&lt;br /&gt;Will you speak those words unspoken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to feel your skin on mine,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the warmth of your body,&lt;br /&gt;Its warmer than burning pine,&lt;br /&gt;Will you hold on to me tightly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quiver when I kiss your lips,&lt;br /&gt;They're soft and sweet,&lt;br /&gt;You've got me at your finger tips,&lt;br /&gt;Will you say I swept you off your feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the scent of your skin,&lt;br /&gt;And how it entices my senses,&lt;br /&gt;You've cleansed me of every sin,&lt;br /&gt;Will you still love me when time passes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen days are flying by,&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing you more everyday,&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to ask why,&lt;br /&gt;As I've fallen for you in every way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen days are killing me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering how to tell you this,&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying but I don't want you to see,&lt;br /&gt;As being with you would be my final wish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be with you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-6889202586273943252?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/6889202586273943252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=6889202586273943252' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6889202586273943252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6889202586273943252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/10/emoetry-17-days.html' title='Emoetry - 17 Days'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-4452850089703953806</id><published>2008-08-24T13:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:35:53.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Missing Enigma of Love</title><content type='html'>The moon and stars shine,&lt;br /&gt;Brightly,&lt;br /&gt;The rain starts falling,&lt;br /&gt;Heavily,&lt;br /&gt;I watch you sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;Peacefully,&lt;br /&gt;I smile knowing you're mine,&lt;br /&gt;Happily,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move the hair covering your face,&lt;br /&gt;Slowly,&lt;br /&gt;I kiss your sweet lips,&lt;br /&gt;Gently,&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I've found my place,&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;Your presence is what I miss,&lt;br /&gt;Easily,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whisper I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Softly,&lt;br /&gt;I hold onto your hand,&lt;br /&gt;Tightly,&lt;br /&gt;I love how you do everything,&lt;br /&gt;Gracefully,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you till the end,&lt;br /&gt;Surely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave the room,&lt;br /&gt;Silently,&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to wake you,&lt;br /&gt;Abruptly,&lt;br /&gt;You saved me from my doom,&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly,&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt a love so true,&lt;br /&gt;Wholeheartedly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make my way to the roof,&lt;br /&gt;Anxiously,&lt;br /&gt;I'm soaking wet due to the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Refreshingly,&lt;br /&gt;Your love is proof,&lt;br /&gt;Undeniably,&lt;br /&gt;That a heart can heal from pain,&lt;br /&gt;Magically,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Rapidly,&lt;br /&gt;The rain still falls,&lt;br /&gt;Heavily,&lt;br /&gt;It hides my tears as I weep,&lt;br /&gt;Unknowingly,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't hear your calls,&lt;br /&gt;Worriedly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You found me,&lt;br /&gt;Knowingly,&lt;br /&gt;You hugged me,&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly,&lt;br /&gt;You woke me,&lt;br /&gt;Gently,&lt;br /&gt;You kissed me,&lt;br /&gt;Tenderly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat there,&lt;br /&gt;Stoically,&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Dreamily,&lt;br /&gt;Which was now clear,&lt;br /&gt;Wondrously,&lt;br /&gt;Time just flew by,&lt;br /&gt;Rapidly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let out a yawn,&lt;br /&gt;Sleepily,&lt;br /&gt;You laid your head on my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;Lazily,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to stay till dawn,&lt;br /&gt;Wishfully,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to stay by your side forever,&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carried you back to bed,&lt;br /&gt;Grudgingly,&lt;br /&gt;I had to leave as dawn came,&lt;br /&gt;Sadly,&lt;br /&gt;I kissed your forehead,&lt;br /&gt;Yearningly,&lt;br /&gt;My love for you will stay the same,&lt;br /&gt;Definitely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I left you alone,&lt;br /&gt;Lonely,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Apologetically,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I left things undone,&lt;br /&gt;Messily,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I had to die,&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-4452850089703953806?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/4452850089703953806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=4452850089703953806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/4452850089703953806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/4452850089703953806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/08/emoetry-mysterious-enigma-of-love.html' title='Emoetry - Missing Enigma of Love'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-3633546563325778723</id><published>2008-08-09T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:03:13.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Vicious Cycle</title><content type='html'>You found me,&lt;br /&gt;Heard my cries,&lt;br /&gt;You freed me,&lt;br /&gt;Cutting the ties,&lt;br /&gt;You healed me,&lt;br /&gt;From these lies,&lt;br /&gt;You kissed me,&lt;br /&gt;I felt the skies,&lt;br /&gt;You hugged me,&lt;br /&gt;Stopped my sighs,&lt;br /&gt;You carried me,&lt;br /&gt;Helping me rise,&lt;br /&gt;You left me,&lt;br /&gt;My soul dies,&lt;br /&gt;You killed me,&lt;br /&gt;No more tries,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed you,&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you,&lt;br /&gt;Feelings of yore,&lt;br /&gt;I carried you,&lt;br /&gt;Made me sore,&lt;br /&gt;I loved you,&lt;br /&gt;Ancient lore,&lt;br /&gt;I despise you,&lt;br /&gt;To the core,&lt;br /&gt;I hate you,&lt;br /&gt;From every pore,&lt;br /&gt;I killed you,&lt;br /&gt;With a gore,&lt;br /&gt;I buried you,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart I tore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-3633546563325778723?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/3633546563325778723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=3633546563325778723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/3633546563325778723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/3633546563325778723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/08/emoetry-vicious-cycle.html' title='Emoetry - Vicious Cycle'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-6688300760458437044</id><published>2008-08-07T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:02:59.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Night Fright</title><content type='html'>I've been losing sleep lately,&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I see a vision of you clearly,&lt;br /&gt;The vision reminds me of your lies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you used to put me to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Now they just haunt my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you now seep,&lt;br /&gt;Like toxic into beautiful streams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts used to take away my pain,&lt;br /&gt;Away from my heart and my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Now the pain starts all over again,&lt;br /&gt;Its like you just hit "Rewind",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream has turned into a nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;Where you plucked out my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And crushed it without a care,&lt;br /&gt;Then threw it at the wall like a dart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid and schizophrenic,&lt;br /&gt;I awaken with cold sweat while shaking,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I'm heading,&lt;br /&gt;Depression Lane Or Village Psychotic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me frail and broken,&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I've lost my soul,&lt;br /&gt;So many things left unspoken,&lt;br /&gt;It was you that kept me whole,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you crowd my every thought,&lt;br /&gt;Causing my emotions to go haywire,&lt;br /&gt;I'd feel better if I were set on fire,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it'll stop the pain you brought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become claustrophobic in my room,&lt;br /&gt;The walls close in on me,&lt;br /&gt;Spikes replace where the walls used to be,&lt;br /&gt;Closing in; sealing my fate with doom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally know the feeling of being used,&lt;br /&gt;This nightmare leaves me dazed and confused,&lt;br /&gt;Its now hard for me to go to bed,&lt;br /&gt;Quite frankly; I'd rather wake up dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-6688300760458437044?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/6688300760458437044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=6688300760458437044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6688300760458437044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6688300760458437044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/08/emoetry-night-fright.html' title='Emoetry - Night Fright'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-6570918097336148815</id><published>2008-08-07T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:00:56.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Straight Edged Rage</title><content type='html'>Its time I break out from this cage,&lt;br /&gt;I won't hold back this bestial rage,&lt;br /&gt;Its time I lived life on the edge,&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a leap off this ledge,&lt;br /&gt;Its adrenaline I don't need a gauge,&lt;br /&gt;I'm tearing up the rules page by page,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done sitting by the sideline,&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of letting time flyby,&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to explode like a land mine,&lt;br /&gt;No longer do rules or regulations apply,&lt;br /&gt;I ain't going to pay my dues or fine,&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave this all behind high and dry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of crawling in this pit,&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of taking all this shit,&lt;br /&gt;No longer will I stand while others sit,&lt;br /&gt;I'll tear these restrains apart bit by bit,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on life like an assassin on a hit,&lt;br /&gt;Suicide is something I wouldn't commit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't live for spirits or beers,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need any substances,&lt;br /&gt;I have other ways of killing my fears,&lt;br /&gt;And strengthening my defences,&lt;br /&gt;No longer will I shed bloody tears,&lt;br /&gt;I'll leap over these walls and fences,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a freight train,&lt;br /&gt;Crashing through every obstacle,&lt;br /&gt;I no longer feel pain,&lt;br /&gt;I'm close to being maniacle,&lt;br /&gt;I've everything to lose nothing to gain,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still not wishing for a miracle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living a lie,&lt;br /&gt;It was never the best thing for me,&lt;br /&gt;I could have just laid down and die,&lt;br /&gt;But that was never meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;I just found a way to untie,&lt;br /&gt;These leashes; now I'm breaking free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body may be aching,&lt;br /&gt;My wounds might still be bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'll never stop falling,&lt;br /&gt;But my scars are healing,&lt;br /&gt;I embrace this hated feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will stop my heart from beating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I'm trying to say,&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally doing things my way,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will make me sway,&lt;br /&gt;I was bound to explode some day,&lt;br /&gt;So its time for the world to pay,&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting the beast out to play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-6570918097336148815?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/6570918097336148815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=6570918097336148815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6570918097336148815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6570918097336148815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/08/emoetry-straight-edged-rage.html' title='Emoetry - Straight Edged Rage'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-6779840761519625290</id><published>2008-08-06T22:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:53:47.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Poetically Me</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking its about time,&lt;br /&gt;For me to discover who I am,&lt;br /&gt;To me life is poetry in motion,&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I live for every moment,&lt;br /&gt;I relate everything with a rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;And when I don't I feel like a dam,&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for a major explosion,&lt;br /&gt;Which causes poetic bombardment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am straight edged,&lt;br /&gt;Finding happiness in my own way,&lt;br /&gt;It may seem boring,&lt;br /&gt;But at least I know I'm happy,&lt;br /&gt;People call me deranged,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care about what they say,&lt;br /&gt;Its best to just keep ignoring,&lt;br /&gt;Living my life without getting angry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen for a reason,&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad it still happens,&lt;br /&gt;Just got to find the answers,&lt;br /&gt;Of why it happened to you,&lt;br /&gt;There's a way to cure poison,&lt;br /&gt;And soften metal that hardens,&lt;br /&gt;Picking myself up from the gutters,&lt;br /&gt;I found what I must do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind was on a stalemate,&lt;br /&gt;I was living in a world with no light,&lt;br /&gt;But I now I see things clearly,&lt;br /&gt;And know the reasons I was made,&lt;br /&gt;I may not be in a euphoric state,&lt;br /&gt;But at least I'm thinking straight,&lt;br /&gt;Fighting to make my dreams a reality,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready let them fade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working hard to fight for it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying every little detail,&lt;br /&gt;I'm appreciating every second,&lt;br /&gt;I'm carving my name in stone,&lt;br /&gt;I may be a poetic, straight-edge misfit,&lt;br /&gt;You may think I'll fail,&lt;br /&gt;But I am one of a kind,&lt;br /&gt;And I am 2nd to none.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-6779840761519625290?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/6779840761519625290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=6779840761519625290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6779840761519625290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6779840761519625290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/08/emoetry-poetically-me.html' title='Emoetry - Poetically Me'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-7042977949619544481</id><published>2008-07-22T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:26:39.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Sadistic Rage</title><content type='html'>I told you I need my own space,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I may be a baby face,&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate to punch you in your face,&lt;br /&gt;My fists are deadlier than a gladiator's mace,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to enjoy putting you in your place,&lt;br /&gt;Six feet under ending your rat race,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the person I love to hate,&lt;br /&gt;The day I kill you will be our greatest date,&lt;br /&gt;If I could I'd smash you with a metal plate,&lt;br /&gt;If you thought your trip to hell was late,&lt;br /&gt;I'm the grim reaper; here to seal your fate,&lt;br /&gt;So yeah; Howdy mate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm right here, face me if you dare,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm your favourite nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;All your fears have been laid bare,&lt;br /&gt;You're the easiest worm to scare,&lt;br /&gt;Tell your friends; see if I a care,&lt;br /&gt;They'll be afraid of me just with a glare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no where for you to run now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to slaughter you like a cow,&lt;br /&gt;I have my methods; you don't want to know how,&lt;br /&gt;Time for you to squeal like a dying sow,&lt;br /&gt;You should have just kowtow,&lt;br /&gt;When you're dead; I'll take a bow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-7042977949619544481?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/7042977949619544481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=7042977949619544481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7042977949619544481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/7042977949619544481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/07/emoetry-sadistic-rage.html' title='Emoetry - Sadistic Rage'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-6947671628416327818</id><published>2008-07-22T08:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T08:55:21.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Dwindling Art</title><content type='html'>As I stood by that smelly "creek"&lt;br /&gt;With 3 little versions of me,&lt;br /&gt;The angel; devil and freak,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking whats it going to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then; a beautiful girl passes us,&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand with her man,&lt;br /&gt;Faced filled with pimpled pus,&lt;br /&gt;I certainly wasn't a big fan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: That dude is a lout,&lt;br /&gt;Devil: Who has a face like a trout,&lt;br /&gt;Angel: He ain't too bad; just a tad stout,&lt;br /&gt;Freak: WHEE! Look at that platypus pout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the state of young love,&lt;br /&gt;Anything does and can happen,&lt;br /&gt;Just confess your love with a fake verve,&lt;br /&gt;And whip out your secret weapon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls like guys with cars,&lt;br /&gt;They just like being whisked someone far,&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter if he locks you up behind bars?&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Thats a nice new scar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls also like guys with fat wallets,&lt;br /&gt;And an endless flow of money,&lt;br /&gt;Its cool if he hits her with mallets,&lt;br /&gt;With retail therapy everyday is sweet as honey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some girls like guys who are out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;But is it worth all those stupid fights?&lt;br /&gt;And how he screams at you with all his might?&lt;br /&gt;Guys like these should be considered blights,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes a guy with a great big smile,&lt;br /&gt;It seems like he did some "coke" as long as a mile,&lt;br /&gt;He also seems to get "it" more than once in awhile,&lt;br /&gt;But deep down I can tell his bitter as bile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to him is a walking skeleton,&lt;br /&gt;Who acts posh like she's from London,&lt;br /&gt;She drinks Earl Grey; never Lipton,&lt;br /&gt;She even speaks like Paris Hilton,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Look at that bean sprout,&lt;br /&gt;Devil: How is she able to walk about?&lt;br /&gt;Angel: Maybe she's trying to figure a look out,&lt;br /&gt;Freak: Oh gosh! She's so thin I think I just got gout,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys like perfect complexion and no zits,&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention round asses and big tits,&lt;br /&gt;But whats with the fake personality?&lt;br /&gt;Dude, please come back to reality,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys treat girls like dogs,&lt;br /&gt;I sure they've got a few rusty cogs,&lt;br /&gt;Or probably they're just dumb as logs,&lt;br /&gt;We should dissect them to study like frogs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys even like to "share",&lt;br /&gt;Their herpes which isn't rare,&lt;br /&gt;They do "it" like a wild hare,&lt;br /&gt;Do "it" with them if you dare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its no longer 1965,&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching a recording not live,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still not buying all that jive,&lt;br /&gt;I'll patiently wait for true love to arrive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a classic romantic,&lt;br /&gt;Its true I'm an old school fanatic,&lt;br /&gt;You could even say I'm a new age heretic,&lt;br /&gt;I like my life simple and not dramatic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to chemistry?&lt;br /&gt;What happened to caring about personality?&lt;br /&gt;Is finding love no longer an artistry?&lt;br /&gt;Something has gone wrong with young society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-6947671628416327818?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/6947671628416327818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=6947671628416327818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6947671628416327818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/6947671628416327818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/07/emoetry-dwindling-art.html' title='Emoetry - Dwindling Art'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-590797988586072152</id><published>2008-07-20T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T20:24:31.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Inspiration Solution</title><content type='html'>Here I am telling myself,&lt;br /&gt;"I've have to write",&lt;br /&gt;This itch is worse than a mosquito bite,&lt;br /&gt;I search for inspirations in my bookshelf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing helps me think,&lt;br /&gt;I get discouraged in a blink,&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if my mind is about to shrink,&lt;br /&gt;I just scribble away wasting ink,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on my stereo,&lt;br /&gt;Munched on an "Oreo",&lt;br /&gt;Still nothing comes to mind,&lt;br /&gt;Where is the inspiration I'm dying to find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I have lost it?&lt;br /&gt;Did it escape when I popped a zit?&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't return I'm going to throw a fit,&lt;br /&gt;Darn it I'm feeling like a nitwit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I throw my pen &amp;amp; paper aside,&lt;br /&gt;Then start searching deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;For that little "Me" whose gone to hide,&lt;br /&gt;Right now all I want is to take it for a ride,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I find all sorts of coloured dyes,&lt;br /&gt;I then remember a special file,&lt;br /&gt;Finding it in a neatly stacked pile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its where I keep memories,&lt;br /&gt;Memories made with someone,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who enhances my abilities,&lt;br /&gt;My abilities to finish all thats undone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find my little inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping between photos of her,&lt;br /&gt;He knew she was the only solution,&lt;br /&gt;He knew she makes my emotions stir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed the file silently,&lt;br /&gt;And left that storage room happily,&lt;br /&gt;I finish another poem and read it proudly,&lt;br /&gt;She read it and hugged me lovingly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's something I pray to never lose,&lt;br /&gt;As she's the drug I choose to abuse,&lt;br /&gt;She's my addiction; my muse,&lt;br /&gt;She lights my poetic fuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-590797988586072152?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/590797988586072152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=590797988586072152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/590797988586072152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/590797988586072152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/07/emoetry-inspiration-solution.html' title='Emoetry - Inspiration Solution'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-179058891536835922</id><published>2008-07-20T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:43:34.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Dream Phase</title><content type='html'>I had a dream about you and I,&lt;br /&gt;When it ended I let out a long sigh,&lt;br /&gt;I remembered everything clearly,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wishing it happens in reality,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were laying on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;It was dusk and no one else could be found,&lt;br /&gt;I was holding you tightly in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;Not letting you go as you're my lucky charm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared into your beautiful eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Whispering into your ear sweet nothings and lovable lies,&lt;br /&gt;We shared a quick kiss,&lt;br /&gt;I still feel your soft and tender lips,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You played with my hair with your soft fingers,&lt;br /&gt;That great scent of your skin still lingers,&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm awake I still feel your heat,&lt;br /&gt;And every time I do my heart skips a beat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved the silky hair that covered your face,&lt;br /&gt;I then drew you closer in my embrace,&lt;br /&gt;And kissed you once more,&lt;br /&gt;You were so beautiful in that dress you wore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of that dream,&lt;br /&gt;You stood up and walked towards that setting orb,&lt;br /&gt;Your svelte figure embraced in the sun's gentle beam,&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of your silhouette made my heart throb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with the vision of you,&lt;br /&gt;I would've been happier had it been true,&lt;br /&gt;To be able to witness the great things you do,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't; thats why I feel blue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream about you and I,&lt;br /&gt;When it ended I let out a long sigh,&lt;br /&gt;I remembered everything clearly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make it happen in reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-179058891536835922?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/179058891536835922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=179058891536835922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/179058891536835922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/179058891536835922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/07/emoetry-dream-phase.html' title='Emoetry - Dream Phase'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-2388450142844797229</id><published>2008-07-20T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:50:53.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Your Soothing Presence</title><content type='html'>Its been a while,&lt;br /&gt;Since I've had this feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Where someone makes my heart stop beating,&lt;br /&gt;With just a sweet smile,&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long,&lt;br /&gt;Since someone calmed me down,&lt;br /&gt;She's like a princess minus the gown,&lt;br /&gt;Its no wonder my feelings for her are strong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel her presence,&lt;br /&gt;Although she's far,&lt;br /&gt;Without her; my heart is an open scar,&lt;br /&gt;Which will never heal in her absence,&lt;br /&gt;I love her presence,&lt;br /&gt;When she's around me,&lt;br /&gt;She soothes me like the sweet scent of incense,&lt;br /&gt;Or how nectar entices a bee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to keep these feelings deep within,&lt;br /&gt;When its her i want to look at the stars with,&lt;br /&gt;And lay on the grass discussing every silly little myth,&lt;br /&gt;Letting her go would be an unforgivable sin,&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard to keep these feelings deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;Its even harder to get her out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;She's the answer I've been dying to find,&lt;br /&gt;But for now this is something I have to hide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll patiently wait for the day,&lt;br /&gt;Where she'll finally be mine,&lt;br /&gt;So I could say,&lt;br /&gt;My life is finally more than fine,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long it may take,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what sacrifices I have to make,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for her,&lt;br /&gt;This is one dream nothing can deter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-2388450142844797229?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/2388450142844797229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=2388450142844797229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/2388450142844797229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/2388450142844797229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/07/emoetry-your-soothing-presence.html' title='Emoetry - Your Soothing Presence'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-1372224840039546381</id><published>2008-07-12T16:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:59:40.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - One For The Angels</title><content type='html'>As my wings break,&lt;br /&gt;I start falling from grace,&lt;br /&gt;I knew my life was at stake,&lt;br /&gt;As I fell at such a fast pace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the ground hard,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I left unscathed,&lt;br /&gt;I should have broken as if I were a card,&lt;br /&gt;Yet in the acid rain I bathed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain burned,&lt;br /&gt;The moon was red,&lt;br /&gt;Like the blood I bled,&lt;br /&gt;Death was something I yearned,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alive and breathing,&lt;br /&gt;Angry and seething,&lt;br /&gt;Still searching for the meaning,&lt;br /&gt;Of why I was still living,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked towards a lake,&lt;br /&gt;With the souls of the hopeless,&lt;br /&gt;One step was all I had to take,&lt;br /&gt;To join the horde of lifeless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved closer to the rippling surface,&lt;br /&gt;My reflection was unrecognizable,&lt;br /&gt;I spit at it in utter disgrace,&lt;br /&gt;My life has been a total fable,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabricated to the point,&lt;br /&gt;Where it felt so real,&lt;br /&gt;But it felt like a sleazy strip joint,&lt;br /&gt;Like a card game with a rotten deal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost all glimmer of hope,&lt;br /&gt;But as I was about to take that final step,&lt;br /&gt;Someone held me from an invisible rope,&lt;br /&gt;Stopping my self made trap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurry eyed I see something magnificent,&lt;br /&gt;They had majestic wings,&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to ignore that they were present,&lt;br /&gt;These angelic beings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They held me up facing the cerulean ceiling,&lt;br /&gt;With the warm sunshine heating my cold soul,&lt;br /&gt;My darkest night turned into a beautiful morning,&lt;br /&gt;They removed from my life everything that was foul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They restore my strength,&lt;br /&gt;When I feel that I've lost it all,&lt;br /&gt;They help me stand tall,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm out of breath,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They give me a peaceful life,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever troubles are rife,&lt;br /&gt;They do their best,&lt;br /&gt;To help me pass every little test,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know that I'm never alone,&lt;br /&gt;As I've always had them around,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we think they're gone,&lt;br /&gt;But in truth they're easily found,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do they know?&lt;br /&gt;These people that claim angels are dead,&lt;br /&gt;That all this is just in my head,&lt;br /&gt;That its a fairytale I follow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may try to break what I believe,&lt;br /&gt;But I know that angels live,&lt;br /&gt;They just take on different roles,&lt;br /&gt;From friends to family they fill up these little holes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That make our lives empty,&lt;br /&gt;That make living dreary,&lt;br /&gt;Which sometimes makes us go crazy,&lt;br /&gt;And ends up putting us in a frenzy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my closest of friends,&lt;br /&gt;I say thank you for all you've done,&lt;br /&gt;You've given my life colour in every tone,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for straightening all the bends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my family members,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to express my gratitude,&lt;br /&gt;And I will never be able to find a substitute,&lt;br /&gt;That keeps my soul burning like embers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all to me a necessary substance,&lt;br /&gt;I could never live with your absence,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I go I feel your presence,&lt;br /&gt;You're all to me God's greatest presents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-1372224840039546381?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/1372224840039546381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=1372224840039546381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Dreams</title><content type='html'>In the backseat of a car,&lt;br /&gt;A child sits quietly,&lt;br /&gt;The wheels spin slowly over tar,&lt;br /&gt;He stares out the window dreamily,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the front his parents are busy,&lt;br /&gt;To even pay him any attention,&lt;br /&gt;In their minds its just the thought of money,&lt;br /&gt;Or finding a complicated business solution,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighs while looking on the outside,&lt;br /&gt;Buses rumbling, people walking, bikes zooming,&lt;br /&gt;A yawn escapes his mouth; its a really slow ride,&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later the child is dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never had this dream before,&lt;br /&gt;It was a dream in a myriad of colors,&lt;br /&gt;He was sure this dream was not a bore,&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the other dreams he abhors,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream was populated,&lt;br /&gt;With his friends and favorite heroes,&lt;br /&gt;It was also filled with toys he wanted,&lt;br /&gt;This dream definitely killed his woes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain "Big Blue",&lt;br /&gt;Took him for a flight up in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;If only this were all true,&lt;br /&gt;To have the ability to fly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was a ride on a "Speeder bike",&lt;br /&gt;With a very famous "Skywalker",&lt;br /&gt;This was 1 dream he didn't just like,&lt;br /&gt;He wished he'd be able to stay in it forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They raced to the edge of hill,&lt;br /&gt;Where they stood to watch the twin suns set,&lt;br /&gt;What a sight it was; remember this dream he will,&lt;br /&gt;A dog appeared; she was once his pet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her he breaks down in tears,&lt;br /&gt;Hugging her and patting her the usual way,&lt;br /&gt;She was his only friend who helped fight his fears,&lt;br /&gt;He loved her so much and missed her everyday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master and pet then strolled in a meadow,&lt;br /&gt;Lush greenery and all sorts of pretty flowers,&lt;br /&gt;There was a stream that had an unending flow,&lt;br /&gt;Bears were fishing for their suppers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing flannel shirts and overalls,&lt;br /&gt;They looked funny; sort of like hillbillies,&lt;br /&gt;One greeted him and clumsily stumbles and falls,&lt;br /&gt;A loud splash followed scaring away the guppies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the woods across the stream,&lt;br /&gt;He skips and he sings,&lt;br /&gt;The trees do not stop the sunbeam,&lt;br /&gt;From shining through the surroundings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finds an opening,&lt;br /&gt;He lies down facing the sky laden with clouds,&lt;br /&gt;He falls asleep under skies that are comforting,&lt;br /&gt;And the silence of the forest without any sounds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was about to fall into a deep sleep,&lt;br /&gt;He heard his mother calling his name,&lt;br /&gt;He had to tell her; this was a dream he couldn't keep,&lt;br /&gt;This dream changed his life; it was never the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child has grown,&lt;br /&gt;But he still visits this dream,&lt;br /&gt;This dream calms his feelings of being down,&lt;br /&gt;To him its much better than "Cookies and Cream",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be childish,&lt;br /&gt;But it keeps him alive,&lt;br /&gt;Its where he stores his every wish,&lt;br /&gt;Its this dream that makes him thrive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-5557529163703009614?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/5557529163703009614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=5557529163703009614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Thee</title><content type='html'>They both walked hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;Believing that they'd never have to let go,&lt;br /&gt;They both walked to a road with a bend,&lt;br /&gt;It had a fork dividing their lives; they knew what the had to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both let go of each other,&lt;br /&gt;Looking into each other's teary eyes,&lt;br /&gt;They didn't want to walk any further,&lt;br /&gt;It was too soon for them to say their goodbyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the hardest part of it all,&lt;br /&gt;Even worst than the time they fought,&lt;br /&gt;This was nothing close to the art painting on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;By this time it was solace that they sought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of being in each other's arms,&lt;br /&gt;Memories of hugging each other to sleep at night,&lt;br /&gt;Memories of mornings where they'd turn off each other's alarms,&lt;br /&gt;Memories of every unnecessary fight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They looked ahead at the road that seemed never ending,&lt;br /&gt;They looked back but the road that brought them there disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;They walked the road ahead of them without reminiscing,&lt;br /&gt;They tried to throw away every thought and feeling they ever feared,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although her heart was heavy,&lt;br /&gt;She moved on gracefully through that road,&lt;br /&gt;He on the contrary,&lt;br /&gt;Decided to turn around he had to lighten his load,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't ready for what lied ahead,&lt;br /&gt;He needed to finish all that he had to accomplish,&lt;br /&gt;Not regretting the choice he made,&lt;br /&gt;Walking back to the place he had made that wish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wish of them being together forever,&lt;br /&gt;This time he made the wish completely different,&lt;br /&gt;He wished her all the best in his prayer,&lt;br /&gt;She was like an angel that God sent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She picked him up when he fell,&lt;br /&gt;She made him laugh when he was sad,&lt;br /&gt;She made him felt loved and free of hell,&lt;br /&gt;All in all...she made him glad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little poem is to you,&lt;br /&gt;For everything that you've done for me,&lt;br /&gt;After everything thats happened I still love you,&lt;br /&gt;Sadly things just turned out how we didn't want it to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've brought me joy,&lt;br /&gt;You've changed the way I lived,&lt;br /&gt;You've even made me feel like a little boy,&lt;br /&gt;You've even made me start to believe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That there is a purpose to go on,&lt;br /&gt;Because you made everything seem fine,&lt;br /&gt;That this is the life I wouldn't have to abandon,&lt;br /&gt;I will always be happy that I once called you mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was broken into pieces,&lt;br /&gt;And you mended my broken soul,&lt;br /&gt;The time I've spent with you was the greatest,&lt;br /&gt;A part of my soul is what you'll always hold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an ode to thee,&lt;br /&gt;Who filled my life with glee,&lt;br /&gt;This is an ode to thee,&lt;br /&gt;Who gave me back pieces of me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an ode to thee,&lt;br /&gt;Who in darkness helped me see,&lt;br /&gt;This is an ode to thee,&lt;br /&gt;Who will forever be a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-5489173405465260528?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/5489173405465260528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=5489173405465260528' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/5489173405465260528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/5489173405465260528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/07/emoetry-unfinished.html' title='Emoetry - Ode to Thee'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-1680874638998422488</id><published>2008-07-03T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:33:19.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - A Hunger for Anger</title><content type='html'>As he stares at the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;He finds another person staring back at him,&lt;br /&gt;His body burns up with an intense fervor,&lt;br /&gt;Who could this person be? He couldn't tell as the lights were dim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He screams at his reflection that seems to tear itself apart,&lt;br /&gt;The man in the mirror mutilates himself with a sick smile,&lt;br /&gt;An hour is how long it seemed to take for the demon to reach into its heart,&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't human of course it looked beyond vile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With valves and veins that ran through it over and under,&lt;br /&gt;Although out of its body it was still pumping,&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long till he notice the heart had eyes that stared at him in hunger,&lt;br /&gt;Thunder roared and the dimly lighted room was lit by lightning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside it started to pour intensely,&lt;br /&gt;Inside he started to feel like he was going to faint,&lt;br /&gt;His hands were wet they were both bleeding profusely,&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the floor and the wall it looked like someone had just used it as paint,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't remember how he cut himself,&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is he didn't even feel the pain of it all,&lt;br /&gt;In an instant he ran to search for bandages on the top shelf,&lt;br /&gt;The floor was slippery with his own blood that causes him to fall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knocking his head on the window sill,&lt;br /&gt;He cracked his forehead wide open,&lt;br /&gt;At this moment he panicked but still fought with a warrior's will,&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of how the thread of his life were woven,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An untimely death was what he didn't expect,&lt;br /&gt;It all began with his freakishly twisted reflection,&lt;br /&gt;Very sure that it had a deal with the devil or a pact,&lt;br /&gt;Sitting up against the wall he faced the demonic vision,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes red as rubies lit in its sockets,&lt;br /&gt;The heart was jumping up and down ready to strike,&lt;br /&gt;It had mouths more than any pants had pockets,&lt;br /&gt;It's teeth were sharper than a  guardsman's pike,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mirror shattered into a million splinters,&lt;br /&gt;Shattering with such force it was worse compared to a road accident,&lt;br /&gt;Even after a few painstaking moments the pain still lingers,&lt;br /&gt;At his moment of death he wondered what all this meant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a daze and utter state of confusion he could see,&lt;br /&gt;The demon and its heart walking onto the glass,&lt;br /&gt;The situation became worse now that they're free,&lt;br /&gt;The closer they were the larger they grew in mass,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stench of the demon was unbearable as it stood close,&lt;br /&gt;He could clearly see now that it looked nothing like in books,&lt;br /&gt;It then bent down to where he was and its tail tighten on his neck like a hose,&lt;br /&gt;Gasping for air he grabbed on the demon's arm it's skin felt like hooks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile so sickening made it's way onto the demonic figure's face,&lt;br /&gt;Letting out a guttural laugh it stuck it's finger's into his chest cavity,&lt;br /&gt;Ripping open his chest with ease like it was made of lace,&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st time in his life he knew how it felt to be in agony,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worse the demonic heart drew near,&lt;br /&gt;Saliva thick and laden around it's mouths,&lt;br /&gt;The air was thick with the stench of his fear,&lt;br /&gt;How was he to overcome this situation that kept going South,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is he couldn't and he never had a chance,&lt;br /&gt;Just as his vision faded he saw the heart jump into his chest,&lt;br /&gt;The moment the searing pain started he went into a traumatic trance,&lt;br /&gt;All he could do was just try his best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In bed he woke up with cold sweat and he was shivering,&lt;br /&gt;It was only dream yet it felt so real,&lt;br /&gt;Even the pain felt so real that he almost started crying,&lt;br /&gt;He even felt like going for a meal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding to change his sweat soaked shirt,&lt;br /&gt;Taking it off and it was then that he found the unexpected,&lt;br /&gt;He saw that his chest was still ripped and instantly knew why he hurt,&lt;br /&gt;He stood staring at the mirror once again and almost fainted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demon was no longer there,&lt;br /&gt;Instead it was just his reflection in sight,&lt;br /&gt;At that moment details of his dreams were laid bare,&lt;br /&gt;In reality he had lost the fight.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-1680874638998422488?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/1680874638998422488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=1680874638998422488' title='0 Comments'/><link 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term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Walking Dead</title><content type='html'>A friend recently asked me "How's life &amp;amp; everything?",&lt;br /&gt;I told her its like a distorted dream close to a nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;She replied "You've gotta be bluffing",&lt;br /&gt;I said nothing and just gave her a glare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then said "I think its something I don't have right now",&lt;br /&gt;Continuing this I said "I just don't know what it could be",&lt;br /&gt;All she said was "Don't look at me, how should I know?",&lt;br /&gt;So we just sat there our faces had no signs of glee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I broke the silence,&lt;br /&gt;With the words "I'm like a rusty cog in a clock",&lt;br /&gt;I continue "I think there is no need for my existence",&lt;br /&gt;Ending what I had to said with "Life is such a fucking cock",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed while exhaling the smoke from her fag,&lt;br /&gt;After she stopped her piercing laughter thats always on a high pitch,&lt;br /&gt;She said "Yeah, I know how life could be a drag",&lt;br /&gt;After a puff she continues "Thats why sometimes its also known to be a bitch",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing what she said I added "But she's a beautiful one",&lt;br /&gt;Its totally the opposite of what I've said earlier,&lt;br /&gt;She snorted and I added "But I swear God left it half-done",&lt;br /&gt;Getting off the sidewalk I say "Fuck this, I need a beer",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down the sidewalk,&lt;br /&gt;Both trying to look for a way to avoid being hit by idiotic cars,&lt;br /&gt;It was totally silent as we both didn't want to talk,&lt;br /&gt;I turned around to talk to her but that was when I fell and was facing the stars,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rushed to me but I could hear her laughter,&lt;br /&gt;While helping me up she said "Thats the smartest thing you've done today",&lt;br /&gt;I could've killed her but I was actually laughing and not in anger,&lt;br /&gt;Whilst dusting myself off I said "Thanks, lets go get something to eat, I'll pay",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found this little place to eat down a dark and dirty alley,&lt;br /&gt;We both ordered a plate of noodles and a drink,&lt;br /&gt;The food was sickening so we stood and left the money,&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long after we left that I started to think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How life just left me out on the gutter,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to say something but it never came,&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me like I'm some kind of nutter,&lt;br /&gt;It was good I said nothing because it would have been something lame,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked for hours without a word,&lt;br /&gt;We were close to where we needed to go,&lt;br /&gt;Anything that we say now would just be unheard,&lt;br /&gt;Both of us decided to leave it so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a hug and said "Well, its been fun and swell",&lt;br /&gt;Smiling she said "Yeah, I can't believe its just seven",&lt;br /&gt;She turned around to the bright light and returned to heaven,&lt;br /&gt;I walked down an alley...back into the pits of hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-1916502063795861707?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/1916502063795861707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=1916502063795861707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/1916502063795861707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/1916502063795861707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/07/emoetry-walking-dead.html' title='Emoetry - Walking Dead'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-8133573751449814232</id><published>2008-06-29T01:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T02:31:50.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Initiation</title><content type='html'>As my friends are all moving up,&lt;br /&gt;I sit by these lonely steps looking down,&lt;br /&gt;Will I always be that little lost pup?&lt;br /&gt;Who runs to find his place in this big town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing dreams have never been easy,&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I never had 1 to begin with,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure myself out just makes me queasy,&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the things I want to do only exist in a myth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look up at the night sky and make a wish on a star,&lt;br /&gt;I wish for a dream that I wish to experience,&lt;br /&gt;But a wish only makes that dream drift afar,&lt;br /&gt;The truth is only I can make this dream commence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer will I sit on the bench of waiting,&lt;br /&gt;No longer will I wait for the bus of hope,&lt;br /&gt;As I will redeem myself from this failing,&lt;br /&gt;And show everyone that I can cope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can cope with the hardship,&lt;br /&gt;I will make it through the problems that arrive,&lt;br /&gt;Rising to a challenge will just be another road trip,&lt;br /&gt;It is time that I breathe life into my dreams and watch them grow live,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer will I cause disappointment,&lt;br /&gt;No longer will I make myself feel helpless,&lt;br /&gt;The truth is my heart is a strong foundation of a monument,&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer be the stone thats useless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will change my life for the better,&lt;br /&gt;Not just mine but my family's too,&lt;br /&gt;I shall heed the words of my father,&lt;br /&gt;When I put my mind to it; there's nothing that I can't do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-8133573751449814232?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/8133573751449814232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=8133573751449814232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/8133573751449814232'/><link rel='self' 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what you've wanted me to be?&lt;br /&gt;Has everything you ever wished for in a son manifested,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow; I feel as though I'm not what you've expected,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow; It feels as though you're disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are time when I despise you,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I've been raised to love you,&lt;br /&gt;But everything I've done is never right for you,&lt;br /&gt;You've never told me anything thats why I never have a clue,&lt;br /&gt;You just start screaming at me out of the blue,&lt;br /&gt;Your harsh words; stick in my mind as if it were glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the man I go to for guidance?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the man I look for whose advice is always in abundance?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the man who I thought shined with a great radiance?&lt;br /&gt;The more pain you put me through the more I'll stand in defiance,&lt;br /&gt;The more anger I have for you makes me feel like you're a hindrance,&lt;br /&gt;The more hostility I have for you will 1 day make me deem you a nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always looked up to you as an idol proudly,&lt;br /&gt;Yet you've always shunned me aside coldly,&lt;br /&gt;I've wished for the day where you'd talk to me calmly,&lt;br /&gt;Without the angry tone of voice and hostility.&lt;br /&gt;Without you always saying that I'm faulty,&lt;br /&gt;Without you constantly putting me in a place of disability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its not my place to change who you are,&lt;br /&gt;The times we've spent as father &amp;amp; son are close to rare,&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I do not care,&lt;br /&gt;I've just never wanted to cause you pain,&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I've hardly complain,&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to let all this hate &amp;amp; anger out of my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to hate my father,&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to live in a state of anger,&lt;br /&gt;I know walking that road leads to danger,&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do if this continues to linger,&lt;br /&gt;Is the only way of stopping this to sunder?&lt;br /&gt;By drawing our relationship further and further?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the problems I wish I could solve,&lt;br /&gt;These feelings of anger and hate I wish could dissolve,&lt;br /&gt;If only my heart and mind was a valve,&lt;br /&gt;I would be able to release these feelings with ease,&lt;br /&gt;And stop feeling like I'm stuck with a disease,&lt;br /&gt;And find a way for all these hate to cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my father I apologize and say sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I know I've always made you angry,&lt;br /&gt;And I've done everything to make you worry,&lt;br /&gt;Having a son like me does seem like a curse,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure all I do is make things worse,&lt;br /&gt;So for now, all I'll do is get out of your way till the day I'm in a hearse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-4938777135606225850?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/feeds/4938777135606225850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35334924&amp;postID=4938777135606225850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/4938777135606225850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35334924/posts/default/4938777135606225850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremination13.blogspot.com/2008/06/emoetry-dad-dud.html' title='Emoetry - Dad = Dud'/><author><name>Jeremy Ian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11490991587506883209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JN07SmwOG8E/SeB80btSVXI/AAAAAAAAADo/XQ6tN4isKYs/S220/23032009(001).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35334924.post-116525160835125295</id><published>2006-12-04T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T23:24:08.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emoetry'/><title type='text'>Emoetry - Lost Hope</title><content type='html'>Am I a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;Is my existence  here a big fake?&lt;br /&gt;I've broken everything I've tried to make,&lt;br /&gt;I've realized life isn't a piece of cake,&lt;br /&gt;I've taken all the chances I could take,&lt;br /&gt;But its all still one big horrible mistake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As memories playback in my brain,&lt;br /&gt;It all just brings back burning pain,&lt;br /&gt;I keep missing the same God damned train,&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I am forced to walk in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;I feel that there is no purpose to remain;&lt;br /&gt;Alive here on God's so called green plain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the city night light's shine brightly,&lt;br /&gt;My heart bleeds profusely,&lt;br /&gt;From wounds that dwell in my heart happily,&lt;br /&gt;Scars are forming in my black heart daily,&lt;br /&gt;I just go through life as if I have no eyes; Blindly,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ever save me; Even if its something holy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems &amp; troubles fill my day,&lt;br /&gt;Others try to hurt me in every way,&lt;br /&gt;No one cares about how I feel or what I say,&lt;br /&gt;My inner demons are always here to play,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try; They'll always be here to stay,&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me bit by bit; Just like a pot of clay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark clouds follow me even though the day is clear,&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, screams &amp; laughter at me is all I hear,&lt;br /&gt;I've looked frantically for a silver lining thats near,&lt;br /&gt;So I have a sanctuary to hide from my fear,&lt;br /&gt;Praying for my life thats not so dear,&lt;br /&gt;Crying till my eyes flow with a bloody tear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself; Where has my guardian angel gone?&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I never had one,&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself; Where have my friends gone?&lt;br /&gt;The truth is; I'm always alone,&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself; Where has my luck gone?&lt;br /&gt;The truth is; I always had none,&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself; Where has my soul gone?&lt;br /&gt;The truth is; It left me on day one,&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself; Where has my hope gone?&lt;br /&gt;The truth is; I hung up on it just like a phone,&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I ask myself; Where has my life gone?&lt;br /&gt;The truth is; It has been destroyed just like the ozone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35334924-116525160835125295?l=jeremination13.blogspot.com' alt='' 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