37 Recent Deviations
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Ocean ViewI was born to watchOcean View by DylanSeto
The ocean view,
For my body to wash up
Not just yetThough it seems impossibleNot just yet by MEBwrittings
And so very far away,
I will not give up on my dream
No matter what you say.
I may not be the best,
Not even number one.
But I shall keep on trudging on
Until I see the sun.
You shall never stop me now
For I am standing firm and strong.
I will fight and fight this battle
Until I've finally won.
You can throw your stones and bricks.
I shall not be affected.
I know that I will reach my goals!
I will do the unexpected.
The road is rough with many thorns
But I of steady heart,
Will carry on through thick and thin.
I will not fall apart.
So listen close and watch so still until the day has come.
I will reach my dreams someday for sure!
I've only just begun.
Heaven SentTo my dearest teacher Mrs. Maei GuralHeaven Sent by MEBwrittings
Thank you for everything and I love you so much.
Hoping one day I will be able to make you proud and return your kindness.
You are so nice and so pretty.
Everyone around can see your beauty.
You are beautiful inside and out,
Without a doubt,
You are heaven sent.
Pleasant as the month of May,
You bring sunshine to my day.
The words you say
Make me okay.
You are heaven sent.
Your caring advice turns me around.
You put my feet back on the ground.
I love you so
And I hope you know,
You are heaven sent.
So this is to you
And everything that you do.
I'm no longer blue.
My loving, caring mentor that's true,
You are heaven sent.
I thank you for all of your advice
And all of those times you never failed to be nice.
I will remember you until I die
Because you were there when I cry.
You are heaven sent.
The Way We LiveThe Way We Live:The Way We Live by WordOfChen
We all have our own little struggles;
Pushing on forward as the tragedies double.
A life led with pain and exhaustion too immense,
I'm pushing down walls as my muscles go tense.
But these are the words that you'll never hear me spit.
I'd never say I'm 'giving up' or if I should 'quit'.
I'm really freaking stupid so just tell it to my face,
And even then I'd never give up the right to race.
I'm like a lone arrow drawn and shot from a bow,
Blustered by the winds of all the things I don't know.
I'd never figure out if I'd reach the final mark,
But I know that I'd never lose my glowing inner spark.
And that's all it takes just to keep this body going.
With calloused hands in this ocean I'm still rowing
Searching for some land out amidst a sea of black;
A wandering gypsy bearing burdens on his back.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 14th January 2013
An Oath to My FatherAn Oath to My Father by WordOfChen
An Oath to My Father:
The chill of winter is nothing, when compared to the cold inside my heart.
A fire, once stoked by the warmth of family, has quietly died, five falls past.
I dream of my father, who watches from beyond the realms - and my ancestors
Who fought against an endless army of giants, to win the lands we have today.
Just as a devout man honours his God through worship, I honour them through my axe!
Each stroke of the whetstone, each screech of the metal, brings me closer to them -
Even as I draw closer to my doom. Oh how I can feel him, for the anger in my blood
Boils evermore as I sense him approaching my camp. He is hungry, he is eager;
Slacks of drool hang from his twin mouths, as a jarring roar shakes the mountain!
Though I shiver at the sight, it is not from fear - I shiver in anticipation
Of the battle that is to come. My steel may rend his flesh and break his bones;
Or perhaps I shall be sent to glory - but it is useless to think about such things,
Puberty.Puberty.Puberty. by KelaLewis-Morin
I just see it as you trying to control me,
Trying to turn me into something I’m not.
It’s like you want me to be sad, depressed and lonely
And that is why you break and regulate everything I've got.
Can’t you see I am doing this for your own good?
That I am trying to protect from all what is bad out there.
If I didn't do it, I can guarantee you that nobody else would.
It was never my intention to turn your life into a living nightmare.
You’re not protecting me, you’re preventing me,
Stopping me from taking and making my own decisions.
Even before I say or do anything wrong, you’re correcting me
And that is why I go to all these places without your permission.
As long as you are under my roof, you will abide by my rules.
You cannot see it now but in the future you will thank me.
That means I want you to go to and come straight home from school.
Recently your attitude stinks, so think before you speak and get an
Week to Weak.Week to Weak.Week to Weak. by KelaLewis-Morin
Why is it the week days go so slow?
But yet the weekends are over in an instant.
I have gotten so used to being constantly on the go,
That every part of my life has become routinely consistent.
Whenever I have a time slot that is vacantly free,
I feel as if I should be developing or preparing for something else.
I always feel as if there is somewhere else that I was meant to be.
I never take full advantage of the short intervals I have to myself.
I’ve had enough of the early mornings and the constant yawning.
Dreaming of over sleeping and then opening my eyes all of a sudden.
Even the usual serene sounds of the birds chirping have become haunting.
Every morning I wake up to my annoying alarm and tap the snooze button.
I work, wait and anticipate for the week to end.
Making hopeful plans to catch up with some old friends.
And before you know it Monday has dawned once again.
I wish the weekends had more days imbedded in-between them.
Conceivable Conclusions.Conceivable Conclusions.Conceivable Conclusions. by KelaLewis-Morin
Maybe we fall because we know we can
And we stall when it comes to a helping hand.
Because we refuse to accept and to understand.
That a man would be willing to aid another man,
Without some sort of under hand, profitable plan.
Maybe we project our perceptions on to others.
Quotes that emerged and persevered by our mothers.
Home truths that we go on to eventually discover.
Making it the only way we can connect with each other.
Spurring us to find like minded friends, associates and lovers.
Maybe we lie because the truth is too bitter to bear.
We are inclined to believe that others do actually care.
And that they will only listen so that they are able to compare
Our circumstances, even though we know life is made to be unfair.
That is why when the mighty fall, we all avidly stand by and stare.
There are a lot of fine details forgotten in the final figure.
There are a lot of surreal strokes painted into this picture.
There are a lot of what if's and maybes to con
Individuality.Individuality.Individuality. by KelaLewis-Morin
These days most people are other people.
Only a few templates are distributed amongst the billions.
Maybe it’s because they see themselves as less than equals.
So they base and paste their thoughts from someone else’s opinions.
Their unfulfilled lives a mimicry.
Obtaining incompatible abilities.
Altering their figures physically.
Their passions are quotations.
Their theories are past equations.
They become victims of affiliations.
Remoulding their models into the shape of their role models.
Worshipping the words of Drake, Einstein, Rhianna and Aristotle.
Pursuing the idolised physique of a manufactured Coca Cola bottle.
They squeeze themselves into already overcrowded groups.
But you can only have so many cards in one particular suit.
To every leader there will always be surplus of recruits.
This process progresses day by day.
To the point where he and she have become they
“Mummy, when I grow up I want to be just like them”
Is what they all will s
Sugar-coated LiesWas I foolishly, madly into you?Sugar-coated Lies by ablazedhart
To delve in the lavishness of your sweet love?
To blindly believe in the illusions you cast,
When the truth is I never was in your sight.
Till Next We Meeti don't cherish the thought of parting ways,Till Next We Meet by WaffleGamer
to grow older with the coming of days,
my life with you is what i wish to share,
the pain of your departure i must learn to bare,
the agony i must endure is sure worth the price,
a single moment with you i am sure will suffice
Two Sides of the Same Coin (Part VII) I nodded slowly, as a sign that I accepted his reasoning. Once again, he was right. I wasn’t angry at him, no, but I had a nagging feeling in my heart that won’t go away no matter how hard I tried to push it out of my mind. It was fear. Fear of being found out by those in the group. Fear of being kicked out and abandoned. Fear of being lonely. Fear of being jeered at. Fear, fear, fear.Two Sides of the Same Coin (Part VII) by 27Marchen-Weaver
Suddenly, I clutch at Akio’s arm. He was taken aback and startled but I didn’t care. I needed to ask him something. I leaned towards him and whispered, “Please don’t tell anyone about this… I’m scared of what will definitely happen if they were to find out. I don’t want to be looked down upon. Please, Akio…”
Akio stared at me for a long time, understanding filling his eyes. He gave a short sharp nod before turning to look at the backyard, illuminated by the light from the kitchen. I gave a breath
mom, I love youmom, I love you by hippyJess
Mom, I know I can't always show what I'm feeling
When I want to,
But I just thought id try and tell you how much you really mean to me.
So here go's.
I love you mom.
I love how strong you are,
I love how you always see the bright side to everything,
I love your wonderful spirit flying so high.
I love how your not afraid of anything.
I love you so much!
You are the most beautiful person in the whole world!
Your the one person who I will always come to,
When I need help,
Or just someone to tell me everythings going to be okay.
I love how your always by my side, even when I'm wrong.
Lending me hope.
I have so many wonderful memories from you and me together!
Just us two against the world!
You were always there for me,
And I bet you always will be!
You are my mother and,
I love you so very much!
And I always will.
I just thought id tell you how much you really mean to me!
I LOVE YOU MOM!
you loved someone.i.you loved someone. by colbalt-rain
Chloe is nineteen when she dies.
She ends it with a shotgun
the night her brother gets out
They say he molested her
he raped nine women
ten eleven twelve women
they say no
it was nine little girls
ten eleven twelve
little girls, kids, the bastard.
he was a bad man
“No wonder she did it.
If he was my blood
I’d’ve done it, too.”
You go to the funeral
because that’s what good people
because your mother asks you
“You want to go to Heaven,
without looking up from her knitting
and you would laugh in her face,
but she’s your mother
and you love her
so you go.
A man you know stops you –
a friend of John’s –
John, who is not yours anymore
(even now, even in death,
you know he’ll keep her
longer than he kept you)
on your way to the bathroom.
“John really loved her, y’know,” the man says
as if you wouldn
listen:1.listen: by colbalt-rain
People will let you down.
You’ll love them, anyways.
Don’t let anyone romanticize
It won’t be beautiful
when somebody breaks your heart
the first time
or the second
or the eighteenth.
Pain is not beautiful.
Maybe on paper
but not inside of you
not in numbers.
A million people
but you’re still here,
and that's important.
You're doing something
My father told me
“Be selfish –
if you don’t take care of you
I liked to think
that this is the reason
he ignored me
I don’t have good advice
on this one.
Because the people who let you down,
are the ones promised to save you.
Are the ones promised to love you
and protect you
and I’ll tell you,
nothing quite hurts
like waking up in the morning
to the police in your doorway.
Nothing quite hurts
like being eleven
and hearing a cop say
“Poor girl had to live wi
I Think I Just Lost a FriendLosing a dear friend,I Think I Just Lost a Friend by ablazedhart
Is like losing a piece
of myself, I'm incomplete
now beyond compare.
And like a piece of
driftwood, across the
river, a part of me
trying to find where
you have retreated.
Raini blame the rain,Rain by WaffleGamer
for the tears in my eyes,
even a grown man,
breaks down and cries,
between broken truths,
and whispered lies,
what a happy mask,
that becomes your guise,
no matter the burden,
no matter the size,
pick yourself up,
for its time to rise,
its time for us all,
to take to the skies,
to rescue our princess,
and capture our prize
Square the CircleShall this poem be worth your time,Square the Circle by DSteffi
Know this now, I’m not in my prime.
Etching thoughts in streams of air,
Breathing in the cause of despair.
One line written and then erased,
The product is surely to be left unpraised.
Words crossed out again and again,
Heard this pen scream, “When will this begin!”
As soft as silk and as rapid as water,
Yet its flow is like earth, maybe harder.
Wonder if birds also tire to sing,
Lose their voices to taunts beguiling?
Chaos stands with well-earned respect,
Minds ravaged to deal in retrospect.
Madness turned to Turmoil’s good friend,
Heaving insanity to uncoil and unbend.
From a hollow void this poem was formed,
With intricacy and detail it was not adorned.
Yet for every piece the soul is torn,
A greater poet, artist, is born.
Dogs don't howl prologuePrologueDogs don't howl prologue by love-the-name-lily
It was the night of the new moon. Nobody was on the streets anymore, but then it was way to cold for something like that. Nobody, but two man of totally different age. Those man stood talking in the complete dark, somewhere on the playground in a remote park. They didn't appear like the cold and the dark was bothering them, because non of them was wearing much clothing and they were standing in a rather dark corner, out of the light. The older man, who appeared to be in his fifties was showing a newspaper article to the younger boy.
The younger man, who was about twenty years old, took the newspaper from the elder man and started reading. When he was finished reading the article he let out a worried sigh, after which he gave the article back.
The older man folded the newspaper which he had shown to his younger companion and looked the boy deed in the eyes with a worried and strict look.
"Just wait a little bit more and they will kill someone. You have to keep them b
Losing ControlMy mind is Wild; Untamable.Losing Control by lolinamechanger
A thought here,
An idea there.
All spinning round like a carousel.
A memory rushes by,
An image passing through.
Everything so Disorganized.
A sentence forms halfway,
Any words disappear.
When will this cycle end.
My mind is Chaos; Insane.
I have no control, yet I do.
I don't do anything, so I should.
How am I supposed to end this?
When will I gain back control?
What should I do?
Why am I doing this?
Where is the right place?
Will it work....
My mind is Me.
I am Wild, Untamable,
who will it be to tame me?
SublimeAll that lays before his eyes now it’s just the abstract of his world,Sublime by THFan259
Mixed, twisted, undone to bloody pieces – everything he ever loved.
He kneels in front of the mess he made this time,
His ruthless, unjustified crime,
Of his world that was once sublime.
Wrecked into his own abyss,
Desperately, he wishes just for a single moment of bliss,
Yelling to the darkness, to the ashes of his existence,
He’s trying to dispel the endless distance.
His bitter tears cannot infuse life into his world,
A pile of dreary dust…
It makes him tremble, a harsh wind gust.
He deepens his sweaty, shaking hands into the rubble he made this time,
“Here I stand, a stranger in this land…” he whispers to the gloomy sky,
“I cannot savor the downfall, to this I’ll never comply”.
Behind his veil of tears, a feeble light reborn from scraps,
Will he sink into an eternal collapse?
His world is slowly rising up from the ground,
But this time he’s excl
Mid-terms NightmareMid-terms NightmareMid-terms Nightmare by 27Marchen-Weaver
Grammar mistakes in Language,
Formulas forgotten in Mathematics,
Facts mixed up in History,
Wrong oxidation numbers in Chemistry,
Failing in experiments in Biology,
Laws scrambled around in Physics.
Then I wake up,
Go back to sleep,
And dream them again.
The perfict nightThe perfict night by hippyJess
The moonlight on my flesh,
A tender, soft braes dances on my skin,
The cents of spring rain, and freshly cut grass fill my knows,
The stars are so bright tonight.
As I look into the twilight filled forest,
I hear a faint howl in the distance,
Of a moaning wolf.
Doe's the wolf cry for the moon?
Or the stars?
As I wonder about the wolf,
The sound of ruffling leaves catches my attention....
A fluffy gray squirrel is running through a tree
And as I smile, and head back inside,
I take one more look at this perfect night...
Peaceful placePeaceful place by hippyJess
The birds chirping,
The wave's crashing,
This is a peaceful place.
The breezes hits my skin,
And warms me from the outside in.
The smell of the ocean,
The mist from the sea,
The waves crash below.
The tree that shade's me is tall and strong.
I feel the life within.
A small squirrel leaps from its branches
Landing almost at my side.
We see each other but it does not run,
It is peaceful here.
We sit and watch the sea together.
As the sun beats down,
Through the mighty oaks leave's.
We sit and watch the seas
And as darkness comes,
The sea is calm, until next days light.
Banquet InvitationQuite like a leaf ready to drop,Banquet Invitation by DSteffi
A tear of dew on a bowed grass blade,
Above the vastness of an indigo sky,
I raise my head and cease my sight.
Let the thin cold air fill me up,
Hawk and swallow in tangled wings,
Raindrops racing in pit and pat,
Soft in all lines they fall to trace.
A flurry of traffic strewn and sewn,
Colors painting dreams delayed,
Sordid tongues lose their quale,
Grand rare times of tranquil fray.
Beasts released from paper jails,
Tables set for the merry feast.
Wrathful thunders shame all cries,
As Luna herself surrenders night.
Flaunting lilies drown to bloom,
Succubus lips mute their songs,
This day begins without its dawn,
Shadows will leap impatient soon.
Unfinished follies of hide and seek,
Plays of bullets and faceless dice,
Embrace that lovely acid breath,
The time has come to write again.
mista bright white vastnessmist by love-the-name-lily
hides the drinking herd of deer
almost from my sight
The Bracelet, the Thief, and..The bracelet glowed white-hot around my wrist. Wisps of smoke appeared as it burnt into my flesh, but there was no pain. There would never again be pain. I looked at my wrist, sickened as the bracelet disappeared beneath my flesh until only the amethyst that had been inserted into it was visible above my skin. I touched the purple stone that was now apart of my body and whispered, 'I honestly didn't think it would go this far'.The Bracelet, the Thief, and.. by Shyanne-Kai
I looked into the cold, orange eyes of my adversary. There was a low boom as she slammed her twisted staff into the ground. Dust rose up around me, causing me to cough and my eyes to itch.
The woman's eyes turned into accusing slits. 'But you stole it. Did you think there would be no consequences?'
There were always punishments, but we were a poor family. I had thought we would be pitied, exempt. That morning I had found the woman snoozing on a mat in the park. She had taken off her bracelet. It had looked like cheap costume jewellery, the surface matte e
The book Girl twoI let out a lazy yawn and finely started to make my well earned cup of chocolate. As I waited for the milk to get warm on the stove I started to think about the next book I wanted to read, but couldn't get my head to settle for anything. The memory of the last book was still too fresh. I sighed, feeling a bookless day approaching. Those days were the worst for me. I mean; what does one do when not reading a book? I didn't know. Thinking about the shop I concluded that the best thing to do today would probably be; one, giving the place a little clean up, it was probably getting a bit to dusty in some places. And two put some new books in the shop, as somehow I had a pretty good week and many books were sold.The book Girl two by love-the-name-lily
Finely my milk was warm and I poured it in a big cup, which I then dragged with me to the shop I was basically living in. There I putted it down on a table, still to hot to drink. In the meantime is was getting close to seven o'clock and I saw some busy people - that probably never
BareTwo hearts thud slightly off beat. Two chests pressed close, bare.Bare by InkStainedPens
Fingertips in all their subtlety, Brush ever so gently across
A blushing cheek. Eyes close, Tongues dance behind thirsty lips,
And trembling lungs draw quickly at heated air.
Bodies plead in Silent longing. Tongue-brushed lips
Caress one another. Limbs intertwine, seductive
Words exchanged with each Lingering touch.
Their breaths between them interchange form one chest
To the other. Wandering hands evoke tiny sounds
That slip under breath between timid lips.
Bodies tremble, unaware and afraid,
Driven by impulse, feeding from the urge.
Two hearts thud slightly off beat and two chests press close,
HC: VampireIn the deep of nightHC: Vampire by love-the-name-lily
A vampire might come by
Collecting your sweets.
the night of killerit opens the door, knife in handthe night of killer by katsumoto82
tonight is the night
the world will be costumed
then it will benefit
he will walk in the street
with one like "killing"
because Halloween is the day
or appearance does not matter
Then the devil in him
may prove, can be expressed
blood will flow like a river
he will be happy
killer halloween is like that
one night he goes out every year
to fill his bag
of severed heads
HC: Nervous Jitters"Oh, why hello Mr.Nates! Please come in!" The cheerful young girl smiled,leading the very shy man to the living room. "My aunt will be down shortly. Would you like some tea or anything?"HC: Nervous Jitters by lolinamechanger
"N-no t-thank you,"Mr.Nates replied in his quiet timid voice. He sat down at a nice leathered chair,twiddling with his thumbs and looking down. The young niece sat down at the couch across from him,smiling and observing. "So,um, how long have you lived here at this town?"
"Hmm, I think for about five years now... Maybe six..." When the niece came back from her deep thought,she smiled again. "So, how do you like your stay here so far?"
Mr.Nates looked up at the smiling teenager,"It's really beautiful and peaceful out here. Also, there are lots of kind people out here." The niece beamed with gladness.
"That's nice to hear! This town is really peaceful,huh!" Mr.Nates smiled at little the young girl. "Um, can I ask something?"
"Um,okay. W-What is it?"
"How do you know my aunt?" The young girl's smile disap
HC: UnknownCreatureOfDarknessI walk with short strides, slowly bobbing my head to the steady rhythm of music, with my sneakers slapping against the pavement with each heavy beat of the drum. The air that surrounds me feels as though it's shimmering for a moment and I stop the my loud humming for a moment. I pull out my iPod and turn down the sound on the insistent calls of ACDC and look around, hardly taking notice of my surroundings. I just want to get home. When you've had perverted customers hitting on you all day, well you get a tad bit pissed and want nothing but the peaceful energy that comes from being home.HC: UnknownCreatureOfDarkness by Loza-Muse
I take a deep breath and try shoving away my child hood fear. This being the first time I'd been out alone in the night, I was a little skittish but my therapist assumed it'd help with my fears. Idiot, not only had he caused my phobia of what lurked in the night to get worse, but he'd not even done the test in a controlled environment.
I inhaled deeply, coughing like an asthmatic as the mist around got
Tight SkinnedDo you ever get that feeling...Tight Skinned by Argentum-Silva
Like your skin is too tight,
Your body too hot,
And it hurts,
I scream at those times,
As loud as the silence lets me,
Bound head to toe in my own chain of promise,
Never to make a sound if I can hold myself back.
I have to keep my nails short,
Or else they'd gouge lines in my skin,
Tearing at my arms and shredding,
Through skin and muscle,
Until the bones were exposed.
They still tear at me though,
Slowly raking away layers of fragile skin,
Until the scabs break and bleed.
I might hold back some things,
But my lips burn with abuse,
Shouting at myself:
How could you mess up?!
It's so easy for everyone to see,
That you can't do anything right.
Get off your sorry ass,
And show them what a screw up you are!
Why do you keep failing?!"
I choke on tears,
Shaking with silent sobs,
As I try to hide the bite marks,
Bruises bright and angry red,
Proof of how broken I am,
And all the more fuel for the fire.
My skin's far too tight,
Shadows and LightI am only defending my home,Shadows and Light by Argentum-Silva
Thought the soldiers,
As they let the bomb fall,
Then fly away from the burning city,
Where their enemies' families lived.
I am only enjoying myself,
Thought the father,
As he walked out of his daughters room,
Her body still racked with sobs,
Mind reeling from the night's terror.
I am only doing what I must,
Thought the vigilante,
Wiping his gun clean,
Backing away from the gangster's corpse,
Still clutching the ring he would've given his wife.
I am only saving myself,
Thought the crash survivor,
Running from the accident,
Friend still screaming in the back seat,
Calling for help that would never come in time.
I am only being human,
Thought the hunter,
Hitting dead between his prey's eyes,
Watching the man's body fall with a smile.
I am HumanI am ape,I am Human by Argentum-Silva
And I must march into the tide of evolution.
Tendrils of gray mist swirl around me.
The further I step away from the past:
This Elegant simplicity,
The more I change.
My limbs thin out,
Becoming long and clumsy.
My spine straightens,
Pulling me up from the ground.
My fur falls away,
Until only hair remains on my head.
My forhead unwrinkles,
My nose changes,
Going outwards to a short point,
Pulling my cheek bones higher.
My paws become hands and feet,
Fingers long an spindly,
Toes short like stubs.
I can reason,
I can think,
I can build,
I am human...
And now I have a choice:
Go deeper into the darkness,
Or go back towards the light?
Some of me turns away,
Becoming good and righteous,
Some of me stays behind,
Indecisively neither devil or angel,
But one sliver walks deeper into the shadow.
Slowly marching forward,
They turned their smiles into twisted things,
Their words into knives,
And imagined they controlled the darkn
Stand UpBottle my heart,Stand Up by Argentum-Silva
Use it as ink.
Don't push me over the edge,
I'll drag you off the brink.
And I'm loud,
And got plenty to say.
I'll keep shouting,
Till you listen,
I'm through running away!
They say they're dominant,
We are the people of humanity.
This world's lost,
Caught up in the jaws of insanity.
The snake might be big,
But we can still fight.
Sparks keep on flying,
So it's time to ignite!
The young are strong,
The old have a voice.
Lets remind them all,
That this is still OUR choice!
Buy you'll never take me,
I will keep on fighting,
My will to survive.
Worse than I've ever seen,
Do they really understand,
What our rights even mean?
And tell me the truth,
About the NDAA.
Shouldn't everyone get their rights,
In the USA?
WE were built on freedom,
All we care about is power.
Those on high,
By the HOUR!
Those on the bottom,
Made out of skin and BONE.
Not a job in sight,
So a shelter's
Nature's willA cool breeze sweeps across my face, gently stroking my cheeks, a light shade of pink from my fragile immunity to cold. The slight drizzle that had just ceased brought along with her a cool night, a luxury to the residents of the eternal summer of Malaysia. Yet I, an unnaturally weak figure to cold, find myself pushing my hands deeper into my coat pockets. I look up into the starless night, looking for the moon so that she can be 'it'. I figured she wouldn't be coming out soon, so I quit in our little game of hide-and-seek and move on. I walk under the faint, orange glows of street lamps, paying extra attention to the intricate architecture of a random terrace house I just passed by, no doubt owned by someone richer than the average person here in this sleepy town of Ipoh. As I move further on, I see a plane flying by. With the usual series of red blinks, I deduce it will be landing soon. For the fun of it, I stand straight and salute, silently congratulating them on their sNature's will by SakuraiGetsumori77