Adralek

I think I've nothing much to say But there's this girl who takes my breath away. She doesn't know of it yet And I've plans to have her heart set. She's got a smile brighter than the stars And sometimes poses like an alien from Mars. She'd do almost anything to make you happy, But she can also be your worst enemy. She's herself most of the time. She dances alone and makes faces. Somehow she's like a good rhyme, Simple but with multiple graces

I sit alone, Waiting for a ring. I remember it all As the feelings cling. "Smile, sir!" the security guard said. Two ladies chatter beside me. I understand nothing. I sit alone as a keyboard plays in the background. I get my ipod and listen to a few random songs. I still hear everything, from the keyboard and the ladies beside me to the passers-by, yet I understand nothing. I didn't come here for any particular reason but I cant say I'm wasting time either. Sales people treat me like I'm a foreigner. They say I look like I'm from a different Asian country. Random ramblings of a man with nothing to do. I now sit on a different bench.  N

 A little grasshopper found his way to a rather modern city compared to his rural village. This certain grasshopper wants to become someone worth remembering. Someone you can respect; someone who actually made a difference. His village is currently in a time of hardship. Famine and whatnots have been on the rise. The little grasshopper's first stop in the city, was the city square. He figured that maybe the city square was somewhat like his village's meeting place. There, he found numerous personalities, and countless sights to behold. From there he could see rather tall buildings which made use of its surroundings to make great use of the

I'm a wanderer looking for a phrase, I've said words with no meaning before. I am no one, a boy looking to amaze, With but simple words and more. I turn thoughts to tunes. I write riddles ready to rhyme. I heave harmony like the moon's. I create competition, its a crime. Speak to me, I am no one; Let me entertain you. Standing there is no fun, Come closer, get a clue.

I've been asked this question Too many times before. They all have this impression That we're friends and more. She's who she wants to be, A person to be respected. I want her to be with me As everyone's probably expected. Each time I think of her, I can barely find the words. I should act on dreams deferred And get the right rule of thirds. I'll find the proper end To a story that's still. You'll find yourself more than a friend, Just you wait until.

 "Will you take the risk?" is what I always ask myself whenever I think of the word "Repeat". There's the risk in the repeat, that the ending outcome would come out differently. I used to take care of this little girl a long time ago. She was my neighbor, and was always left alone. Her parents did not have much time to spend with her because they had work, and by the time they got home, they would usually be exhausted. This little girl was always left with me by the parents on weekends. She had a big sister. Her big sister was 15 then, a year younger than I was. She wasn't someone you'd call spectacularly eye-catching, or someone who woul