Arrival Of Exams

Finally, as exams comes rolling into the platform, it was time i put away my other posts for a later time. They will return somewhere on the 12th(subject to change) of next month.
This is a simple poem obtained from my English teacher.
Some changes have been made to it:

In an examination,
Look up for inspiration,
And down in despairation.
But there is neither left nor right for information.

I thank YOU for those words of advice.

During this peaceful dawn,
Those words making them down,
But were advice to me.
You have been encouraging me,
Supporting me before I came.
I Thank you.

Earlier this year,
You gave my ear
Words of reassurement.
However, they never fell into my heart,
Never remembering them again.
I am deeply apologetic.

Now, here I am.
Not being in a jam,
You never fail to reach school early.
So now, if you can, I can do it competently.
I will achieve the best for the school.
I sincerely thank you for all the support.

Dedicated to the VP of YCSS

Is ThIs PoSsIbLe?( Look at the coloured words)

Just a little question
Could lead to a revelation.
Or wait for a moment.
Revolutions could change the enrolment?
People can change a scientific law
Only to know that it is not idealistic?
Lying on a comforting bed
You flew to cloud nine?

Just how the heck can this be done?
I did my best just for this one.
Only to know that it was futile?
So now do I know about this tile
This fitting tile of dreams,
Vowed to preserve them with two beams.
At first it seemed useless,
But with fate's prowess,
Eternalty could not be undone.

Help would not be futile,
Each time I flashed the precious tile.
Reality is filled with miracles!

A "stormy" day???

Tis I say,
Is toatally unrealistic.
Be it a day of gay
Or one speaking of down
Life will still go on.
Be it an arch enemy
Be it a friend,
I will still get there.

Tis a time,
Where rules are made to be broken.
Be it true in a "famine"
Or when lost searching for that precious gem
I shall prevail.
I will prove my toughness
Only in the eye of the storm.
I will still get there.

Tis I wish,
Where will we meet again
Be it my home town
Or somewhere foreign
I mean it.
I will let it all out
Only in the near future.
I will get there.

Misunertakings

There was today,
Of all things
There could not have been another way.
Why must it be me,
For when it was not my day.

Of everything,
It had to be at this very hour.
Like every other homing
This one was peculiar
Just for what I am doing.

people are just not perfect,
Even we, even so
I know this is a fact
But I just know that in that very corner,
I have no choice but to correct.

Even then,
I just cannot tell
how much more time do I have than
Please, just this once
Please,let this be my last before i have fallen.

1st sentance of many

Well, this is going to be the first post;the start line...
Today,nothing much happened except that my brothers had taken revenge on a much younger neighbour...(not present classmate)Pei Xuan....