A Promise

It was in the month of December where me and my Internship office mates were looking for our Christmas Presentation props before our Christmas party.. we were taking a look at the notebooks section and there was this Journal that caught my eye the way an inspiration would appear to you.. it so happens that I gave it to her just this week ^___^ including an index Card with this attached on it..

Stay with me as Who I am

 I like this old one I wrote....

no copying please! hahahaha!!

This is copyrighted LOL

but you can show it as an assign if a teacher needs you to search for poems just don't own it.. :))

My & You

I made this one just this 23rd of December.. I was so bored and very inspired and staring at empty space..
so I decided.. This should be YOU in MY life.....

I Live for what I Believe to be

It's kind of Hazy and Blurry since I can't match a good font color with my drawing..
This is the whole text of the Poem above

I live for what I believe to be

-Angelo Chua-

I am a Straightly crooked line of words,

I am a crumbled piece of rock in action,

I believe myself as imperfection,

Away I swayed from all those goals

Like a piece of leaf above the ground

I break the odds and serve my purpose

As an enemy I may be hindrance

For my Allies, I live to assist

I persevere through all the mockery

I insist on all for good

Resist shall I do from all of temptations

I am an ANGEL by my Lord’s bidding

A broken vow I once had made

I for one will not defy

For the impact of destiny’s comeback

Is doubled from what one had done

I have learned from myself a purpose

A purpose in which I gain SERENITY

The SERENITY of all I aim to achieve

The thing of most I do believe

It's meaning to me as I made is that I somehow realized that there are things that cannot be identified even how hard you try and how hard to think of.
So in a sense.. I viewed life as a go with the flow and follow your instincts. It's not everyday that you get to be experiencing new things.. cherish it and Believe in it.

Blinded Truth

 Why do people fight all with their might when in fact.. there are ways to sort things out. The judgment of all of those in position, makes irrational decision. The blooming day at night gives delicate contrasting while people collide with fearsome anger.

The pull of jealousy and envy is just a thing of what was given by DESIRE. The push of necessity is an act of NEED.

All things seen by sight is made for what is to be PERFECT. All of things seen as Hallucination compares to delusive HINDRANCE.

This Poem is the newest version of what I have made since February 18, 2011

this is the link that I've posted my old version... 

Old Version

My Gift to a Friend this Christmas

My Own Perception of a Friend

I've made this Poem a while back last February 6, 2011
Gives me reason to be thinking of more things..

This is my own Work and Design ^___^