The Answer

Hello everyone! Did you keep rendering your smiles to the others including the strangers?

13/04/2012 was a very meaningful day for me. As an exception, I was almost blown out for some reasons, fortunately, I was able to cross it over. He shouldn't have done that, not to my one, never ever. Everything happens for a reason. And for my positive reason, I did take part in the English Language Poetry Writing Competition today. I wouldn't have joined this competition if my good buddy, Mr.Genius didn't challenge me and force me to the edge haha. This is funny. It is because my team and I did get No.1 in the Maths Station Game 2 weeks ago. And I could still keep laughing right now hahaha.

Alright. What is Poetry Writing? I really got no idea. And a naughty boy like me actually went into the matches with no preparations and researches. Organizing Chairperson, lol, Mr.Marcshinda with his very very cool funny jokes, believe or not, it did help me understood a little bit on this so-called Poetry Writing. We were given 5 themes. 1.Friendship, 2.Happiness, 3.Love, 4.Nature, 5.Peace. My first impression was, '' Eh, love? Oh my God? Did he just say love?'' And so, I picked, the theme ''LOVE'' as how I always choose to have love into my life.

8 stanzas with 40 lines is the maximum. Oh Gosh, with an empty mind, I asked myself, what is love? Yeesh. Never mind that. Gotta draft my writing first. Tick-tock, tick-tock, still empty. Time flied, all in the sudden, I heard the pulling of the chair, Mr.Genius was already making the so-called ''LOXIAO'' face to me. I started to panic. ''What is love?'' ''Is there any love?'' ''How come a man like me who believes in love lost the definition of love?'' Haha, actually, the answers were already hidden deep down in my heart. What was I panic is, the fear of giving out a wrong message about my love, your love.

Here's what have I written this afternoon,

''The Answer''

There is love,

Doomed soldiers with all the hatred in eyes,

Innocent flowers are painted with color of stinky blood,

Men are home with no arms, legs and freedom,

What is love?

There is love,

The magnificent blue sky rains droplets of selfishness,

Chopping off own hands and taking out own eyes,

To cut ties with own brothers and sisters,

Again, what is love?

There is still love,

Pointing knife to the hearts of our parent,

Feeling awkward to render a smile,

Tears dropping to an empty black hole,

There is no love, perhaps.

What is love?

Holding's trembling cold hands where the bullets fly like the mosquitoes,

Shedding tears of hope to see burned brothers waking up once more,

Burning own lives with bombs and bullets for the lives of the others,

There is, love.

What is love?

Seven different colors of kindness struggle their best to draw a mesmerizing rainbow,

Cat dressing up as a clown to entertain the rats,

Aligator crossing the rivers with monkey on its back,

There is, love.

Is there any love?

Lamb kneels on the spiky ground to flower a thousand thanks to mum,

Sitting side by side with a downhearted friend in silence,

Picture of rising sun on the horizon rewrites the definition of everything,

The answer stays forever, it is, LOVE.

Compare to Michelle, Devon, Hazel, far far behind. Hahaha. Hmmm. It's okay. As long as I did enjoy my time writing this peom, though I was the last to leave the room. Yes. The answer stays forever, it is, LOVE. So, don't ever let the seed of your love withers. Today was great. I truly appreciate it. Thank you, Lord for an amazing day. Alright. I still have another amazing day ahead. May God bless all of you here. See ya xDDD

 

 I wish that I can watch it once more in the cinema.