A Night Sky View He looked at her from far, wondering if she could ever be his. His eyes followed her every move, as she mingled from table to table, attempting to find solutions to the Maths problem their teacher just gave, but instead finds herself laughing with everyone she stops by to talk to. He loves her smile and laughter, gosh it's the best thing in the world. It's after school and there she sat on the bench waiting for the bus. He walks towards her, opens his mouth but closes it and flashed her a smile. She seemed confuse but smiled back. The bus came and went. So did the girl. The boy walked back home. It's midnight and his thoughts are with her. She's all he thinks of for the past few weeks. There's something about the way she brings herself and makes her own entity undefined by others. He's amazed at that. He remembers the time he found her sitting by herself reading. Intrigued by her read, she chuckled quietly. She smiled content in her own world as she flipped through the pages. He walked past her, breathing in the scene remembering her as a perfect persona. It 12.23am, he sits up in bed, looks out the window and into the sky. Just across the street he could see her house. And on the front lawn, a girl in red and white striped pajamas. Shocked, he climbed out his window and down the ledge, across his lawn and across the street to where his love awaits. She was there lying on the grass. As she opened her eyes and saw him, she asked, "why did you come?" "Because I love you and tonight I want to watch the stars with the one I love...."

A Place Called Comfort In a place where we seek comfort It's ironic we found heartache instead I feel at times we search for the wrong things in #life We crave for things to be a certain way Believe it would assure happiness But sometimes all it brings is false hopes Sometimes it's better to let things be Focus on what is already given to you And then maybe, just maybe, we'll finally be relieved Of the plague of sorrow we find ourselves in Almost infinitely...

The Irony I came back from where I've been knowing I must face this alone, with no one beside me and all the terrors upon me. I look around and darkness overwhelmed me, I grasped around for touch but all I felt was cold air. Is death what surrounds me now? I braced through the dark, emerging in light at the end of this hollow place, seeking for warmth and #life, but all I saw was open space. I learnt the meaning of irony. The loneliness felt in a crowd of people, the sorrow behind a forced smile and the agony behind a lie. Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone

They say good things come to an end. But only because it allows more new good things to happen.

This Won't Be Goodbye I Hope Tomorrow I am leaving for my university to begin a new semester after having such a long break (4 months!) there isn't much of a wifi service there so I doubt I'll have enough time to browse through all the beautiful #poems here in the future. I apologize for my absence and I will try to create more #poems in my free time by sending it through email but I'm afraid I won't be able to chat with some of you on a daily basis I just want to say thank you all for supporting me in my writing especially my ridiculously amateur #poems it has been an honor to have met you all and I hope this won't be the last time I'll see you guys here. Take care! *enough hugs for all opusseers*