:: test and exams ::the exam's coming real soon
i don't know what to do
i look into the given notes
and i don't have a clue
i really hope i do not fail
so i shall study hard
but understand? to no avail )=
i just cannot regard
two days have passed real quickly
and i have tried my best
i went into the exam room
it was a urine test
ahaha. oh well's. you people studying for your exams. go be entertained by this (=
written by MitZukin Mrvica
:: Round and Upside Down ::One day, Vincent Van Gogh painted a circle on a piece of canvas. Picasso came along and said "Aye. Nice circle you've got there," and continues to examine the painting. Vincent finishes his final stroke of the brush and smiles with satisfactory "Ah. Done!" However, Picasso continues to stare and the painted canvas, seemingly deep in thought. "Vincent, my dear, why oh why?" he said. "Why oh why did you paint your circle upside down?" Van Gogh looked Picasso straight in the eye, frowning.
"Upside down? No... It's the right side up. How can you say that a circle is upside down?"
"Ahh. That you are wrong my dear Vincent."
"Wrong? Circles are the same anyhow you look!"
"Ahh! Wrong again. Look again Vincent. See this through my eyes"...
« Are you a Vincent or a Picasso? »
written by MitZukin Mrvica
:: black cat ::
cursed and jinxed
keeps away
from the light
of bright of day
cross your path
casts a spell
an evil curse
which one can't tell
scanns the scene
with glowing eyes
mystical creature
blessed with 9 lifes written by MitZukin Mrvica
:: black ::
lost in the spectrum of colour and life
only in darkness it will thrive
light arrives and quickly it leaves
sheets of blindness it sews, it weaves written by MitZukin Mrvica
:: slave girl ::it was cold. freezing. she looked out of the frosted windows, staring hard through the semi-translucent, fogged-up glass. she sighed. it was the end to a long and tiring day but she knew that another one would come just around dawn; just as draining, just as horrible and just as touturing as the one before. she rubbed the frost off the window pane, trying to get the clearest view possible and as she looked up into the soot-black, winter sky, she noticed a star, shining exceptionally bright. "just look at you my dearest little star," she thought out loud. "how free you are, shining to your fullest potential, free to do what you like and what you wish to do...
you're free, ...
not like me. ...
and how i wish, ...
i could be thee. ..."
then she heaved another long, and sorrowful sigh, and she sang to the star...
i would leave, if i could
shall i go? yes i should
i'd run as far as i can
over this snowy linen land.
tears stared swelling up in her eyes and emotions were running wild within her. "i have to leave. and i will." she told herself, sneeking a glance at the stairway leading to her owner's bedroom. snores of sweet slumber sounded from the room. determined, she packed her meager belongings and took a last glance at the room, then slinetly, opened the door to freedom.
written by MitZukin Mrvica
:: school ::a prison, a jail, with chain and ball
trapped and detained in toture hall
tired and drained you still stand tall
for simple reason, you cannot fall
teachers watch like halks from sky
like vultures waiting for you to die
lions awaiting their next meal
no homework, and with you they'll deal
internal toture will forever burn
as long you stay in there to learn
might be your interest, or what you detest
or they just simply don't do what you do best.
so then again it might be good
for all you people i'm sure it should
for me however, i'm sad to say
that i can't wait for graduation day
full of crap. but at least i feel better now. but sry, school still sucks (:
written by MitZukin Mrvica