Sorry to keep you all waitin for chapter 2...

Chapter 2 - "At last I make it!" I said with joy in my heart, as I was too weak to dance in joy. The portal legend was true. Then, the Lost City legend might be true, as well! The portal brought me here into a new world. Yet,... where WAS the Lost City? At the moment, I saw not a being to ask, nor did I know which direction to head on. As this new world might probably be hostile, I dragged myself and scouted around the area, spying here and there.

Then, a flash of light emerged and then a huge gate appeared in front of me. "What was... what was that?" I asked no one in particular, mostly to the gigantic gate with the sign ‘Kingdom Of Heaven’. Then... "If you proclaim yourself before the Kingdom of Heaven, head into the Mythical Palace, and seek travel to the Island of Origins. You will find your answers there..." The voice faded away, leaving me drowned in stunned silence for quite a while. Unsheathing my little dagger, I dashed into the darkness, across the rivers, into the tunnels and out, hoping to find some key at least to open the gate, at last found myself standing back in front of the Kingdom of Heaven. I proclaimed myself, “I, Laxus Oak, seek entrance to the Kingdom. I have been studying every single myth and legend in the Overworld, prepared myself to face new mysteries and fantasies, thus leading me to this MagicalWorld."

"Why are you here, General?" an echo from nowhere.

To see if theories about the Zamorak Staff are true," I answered with respect.

"......" silent, there was no answer,

So I continued, "I understand that this is the Holy Land of Zamorak (the king previously ruled the world, killed by his brother). But the Zamorak Staff has options. To cleanse evil, or... to destroy the world if it falls to the wrong hand," I kept on. "The monks have been... protective of the Staff lately." I understood the prophecy now. Death to Saradonim (Zamorak’s evil brother), revive for Zamorak. Giving into doubts, none has returned for the pass 5000 YEARS, to claim victory. Never giving up, only one can be a Destiny Warrior, which is somehow chosen to be me.

"If that's the case, then I will get that Staff," I dared myself say.

"Understood. You may... enter, but after a training."
(to be continued)

What behavior I hate most is the young master behavior, seriously, i sucks...
anyway, yesterday bored, so I wrote another poem...

I thought this might be interesting...

I saw it! the island,
The island, so great, so majestic...
I touched it! the fine rock,
The fine rock, so strange, so rough, yet flat...
I climbed it, to the land,
To the land, so low, but hard to reach...
Yet it dropped, I woke, I realised,
With the class-board on floor, Oh! Gosh!
The whole class shook, darn it! I was...
DayDreaming

This is a kind of poem that I think is cool.
The first 2 lines tells the reader that the poet maybe in a boat and sailing the seas or something..
Then the next 2 lines will give a strange feeling to the reader, to attract it...
The 5th and 6th line make the reader bewilded, and make them wanna read more of the poem fast...
The following 3 lines will give a special ending that will shock the audience,
The last line is the title...

The syllables scheme is 6, 9, 6, 9, 6, 9, 8, 8, 8, tittle

pity QH lehh, she always wanna read stories instead of poetry, I was busy all day so I had no time to do poetry, so now, Legacy of Paradox, chapter 1, lastest updated...

Chapter 1 – I had been searching for a portal in the very center of the Earth Core. I had been digging for about two or three months. Albeit in my Cybot outfit, I operated the Cybot hands manually and my hands were aching painfully from the intense heat around. Either the furnace-liked heat or some kind of magnetic or whatever force field here in Core had disabled my other assisting robots. There were no more robots to supply food and drink, neither were there robots to help with the digging. With no other human volunteers or business partners in this ludicrous project, I had to work on my own. I was hungry and thirsty, yet I had to be frugal with my food and drink. My rucksack was half empty. To my first relief, my Cybot radar showed there it was: I was in The Earth's Core already! It was hot, as though it was the devil's furnace. My Cy-radar detected something “alive” some 2 miles away. Whatever that might be, it was the first “life” form I encountered in this hell-liked Core! Bracing myself for the heat, I dashed through the flames as though a cheetah was chasing after its prey towards that “life”. My Eco clothes were ripped, but I survived. It was a miracle, perhaps my destiny led me here: The portal was there right before me! Without hesitation I leapt into it (I reckoned it was the portal of Myths & Legends as stated in the old diary I got from my ancestor) and here my journey got into another new start......

Got a nightmare yesterday...

I was in a island surrouded by lava, then it flows with the lava. Just before it fell down, I grabbed the rock as I was my jump height distance. Then, I looked at the 'firefall', it's no deep that you couldn't see where it stops, only a little red dot was seen slightly. Then when I looked up, a thing came down as fast as lightning, the wind is too strong that the rock broke, I fell to the lava, it's soo hot!! I fell, but couldn't see where I would land, I could even stand and try to fly, which is impossible. After a while, I saw something, I would not land in the lava, but I would land in the ground, which is full of sharp spikes. I wanna cry but couldn't, but just before I got pierced through, *something happened I don't remember*, I was transformed to a blank place, then a voice from nowhere said "It's not your time...*I forgot what he/she said then*... the last word is a loud "RETURN!" then I woke up.. perspiring and my heart beats super fast...

so scary sia... anyway, yesterday wrote a poem about dream, it's a clarity pyramid type...

DREAMS
awful?
fantastic?

anything happens,
sad, joyful or neither,
could be safe or dangerous,

"Oh this is just so mysterious!"

I got so bored so bored today, luckily Cath Jie came and chat awhile. Then teh comp restarts itself.. darn... always like that sia.. anyway, my cousin is screaming, no mood to watch NDP, so I came, I went to my blog, and I thought maybe I could write more poems on Roses.. long ones, challenging ones, so I wrote this... May I present, the hiiden acrostic, Frozen Rose...


Frozen Rose (Hidden Acrostic)

Freezing wind blew mercilessly,
The rose withered and froze,
My goodness, oh! Her beauty is gone,
Trapped in forbidden zone,
Soon it was another evening,
She cried, waiting for the new spring.

Reveal your true beauty, my frozen rose,
Your outfit does not determine your heart,
That special soul in you, bring it out!
Now that’s the everlasting beauty, that none can surpass.

copyright © August 9, 2007 Kyanta Hidayat

Hidden Acrostic is where the acrostic is not at the first letter of first word, as usual, try figure out what's the pattern of the poetry, this is one challenging and fun form of poetry, check out wikipedia, or search in web about it, I kindda forget what is the real term, but the meaning is 'Hidden Acrostic'.

...today is.. National Day. yeah yeah.. haha, hehe.. haiz... it seems no diff than normal days, and my cousin is singin the ndp songs.. he refuses to eat, so dad got fustrated and confiscated his drawings, he cried like mad... wah piang, wanna go out also no where to go, write poems also veri fan.. that pitch like darn high sia... sleep also cant sleep peacefully.. aiya... today will be a super borin day for mi.. sian... dont know got what hmwrks... sci.. i only know turning effect, the rest like alien to me, maths also, drawing so waste of time... aniwae... huang kang...!! so long nv contact him.. sian... sms also nv reply, call also nv pick up. gosh.. dont know what happen, he's crying even louder.. arghh!!! yeasterday cant sleep, so I write a poem... wait ar i type out, it's in my hp...



The Rose

The tender petals of the lovely flower,
That silky green leaves like jade,
Along with the long, gentle stem of her
She is perfect, without flaws.

The tender petals of the lovely flower,
Clear the crystal droplets of the fresh rainwater,
As sunlight shone on her bright red dress,
Oh, my heart had been impressed.

The battered drops, the new arose,
That silky green leaves like jade,
Stand out at the golden light and pose,
They’re beautiful.

Enduring the winds, so strong, so heavy,
And the acid rains that hurt her, ruin her beauty,
Along with the long, gentle stem of her,
She is still upright, and as new as her before.

How I’m glad to be her gardener,
To watch over her, to admire her,
Visitors come, and they all say,
She is perfect, without flaws.

©copyright, August 8, 2007 Kyanta Hidayat

~SWAN SONG~

Dusk above the water
shades the night in gray
shadows as dragonflies
shine their light loud
upon lake of ripples rush
and a sacred Cygnus
in genteel gesture appears in
the dark air taking
shape in moonlit blue silhouette.

This bird, this hour
as beauties mirror, steals the
night under her wing and
drifts down the darkened rivers
throat as shades of winter
color her a whiter
shade of white and she
sings her swan song as if
night never surrendered to dawn.

© March 23, 2006 Karen Davies

today the ND celebration so sian larh, ppl celebrate is fun fun, sing sing, game game, party party then this one is like giving out awards for half an hour, then let us see videos of total defence, so lame sia... aniway, nth to post up... u prefer i post up poem or my story?? aniwae, im posting up a poem for today...

today.... haiz.. nvm, let's talk about fri.. I went back oeps, as usual, every friday, but darn it sia this friday no school... then no pocket money, then take more days to cover my debts, at least paid jesselyn full today... guess what, mr kwan can play bball!! he's so pro also... sia larh... after his scouts he played with us for awhile, he played good, he trusted me alot, felt a little guilty for making his team (my team) lose... I suck at bball, and I hate the bds bball team, they so lan but hao lian... ass sia, not saying all larh.. gosh, hope no bballers see sia... Today been a hungry day, still own wei de $20, bowei $2, bryan $1, old friend $6. Whoever stole that 30 bucks at the carnival, even if he's the president grandson i will!!! chop him to pieces, dig out his heart, squash it, give the ribs to dog, drink his blood, use needle poke the brain, the skull keep it, the teeth make into necklass, the eye balls become yoyo... haiz, so long never taste blood le, just now use rubberband i go break it kena my vein there, blood taste good sia... Haiz... so sian now, k, I go continue my story.. byezzz... tagboard is still nort working... darn sia...

Today was boring at fist, but in the end very fun. I and Mill go dump the broken chairs, Fad and Tim tag along. Fad was like dancing and laughing all the way, which make me laugh also.. lol.. The way we carried the chair like wanna fight like that sia, carry by the shoulder, and we go back to class. Met the guys from toilet, then when we enter it’s like so many people, fun sia, and btw it’s maths, Mr Lim let us go toilet group by group, but each group only 4 people, which turns out to be 5-7.. lol.. all rush out, hahaz... Oh ya, _____ wallet drop, then I took it, I touch then like got notes inside, so I opened and found it was.. later then say... so I bs I give Gabriel, he opened the wallet, hahaz, he still don’t know what is the thing, until Freda say... it was the panty liner... lol.. hahahahahaz.... Yeah, btw, I’m gonna try out for the magazine thing. It’s a magazine from US and it’s calling for writers, I wanna try it, and make my family, my friends, my pri sch.. and ... BDS proud lorh... it’s gonna be 15k words... hahaz, slowly read lorh... but I don’t guarantee can get publish, coz I first time marh, and I sucks... Also, 2 more weeks then can sign up for writing.com.... yeah!! removed the name due to complains...

These few days sooo tired.. why!!! kay, fine, I know why, coz I’m bored. I hate ppl that break promises, also I hate liars. I owe ppl so much money coz of those fucking thieves. I feel like jumping down right now man!! But I lazy... lol... From now on, I’ll be a lazy boi sleeping in class and don’t give a damn of anything. Btw pity Fad lehh, kay larh, she siao siao one, but also no need to kena scolded always marh, haiz.. why can’t this class be more harmony, why can’t my life be up not down. Haizz, up also I lazy to go up... psps... But it’s like worst each day, and also each day I’m getting more evil and crazy. My attitude changed, I like wanna fight sia, and I getting in love to see ppl suffering. It’s like something in me struggling out, like the feeling of being a werewolf someday and kill all in my way no matter who. Haizz.. K, just writing to de-stress. Hehe... Wrote a poem, should post someday, but it’s disgusting, dirty, disastrous. Today like this only lorh, nothing to write. Byezz, gotta sleep le...