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Saturday, October 25, 2008

The Purplest Skies

issues from the past,
shadows from your eyes,
the world spins around a needle,
that puts the medicine in your sickness.

an old bird sings a song,
a sad song of goodbye,
the world melts away as you try to talk,
the sun fades and the twilight rises.

the smiles turn into doors,
that open to a world,
far away from you,
pieces of imaginaries skies,
rising above your eyes,
as your fingers fade away,
your pain is left behind.

burn me,
as you are cold.
the memories are far beyond,
our own mission is to drive below.

i don’t feel like loving you anymore,
i want to listen to your voice,
don’t leave this world behind,
my selfish self speaks tonight.

the life is recorded,
our skies are purple,
my world doesn’t melt,
yours is about to begin.

Note To Self:
you're getting stronger each day.
it's all in the mind, it's all in the mind.
you've got to stay strong, zakaria.
leave it all behind..

you can do this on your own.
you're fucking invincible now.
the past is past, tomorrow's a blast;
it's a fucking new beginning..

let's go!


reminisced;
- 12:00 PM

EL INTROVERTO

el introverto

Zakaria
Officially 19
Demure by nature
Straight, single and not-looking
Music & Audio Tech student at SP
Drums & percussions
Sinister Infants
Melodic punk rock

i am just the way i am. judge me for all you want. it doesn't matter. it didn't matter. it will not matter. be nice. and maybe with a wee bit of a miracle, i might just be whoever you want me to be.

THE SONG FOR YOU

THE WISHLIST

Get above 3.0 for 2nd year's GPA
Get that scholarship
Write a poetry compilation book
Finish writing the 3 songs
Record those 3 songs
That white electric guitar
New Zildjian drumsticks
Sinister Infants reunion
Perform on that homecoming event
Break this inner barrier
Tell her
Read her mind
Write her a goodbye-i'll-go-unless-you-stop-me song


THE WALL




THE HEROES AND HEROINES

Afiq
Ain
Amin
Amir
Angela
Arini
Aziz
Cerlyn
Crystal
Danial
Dayana
Dina
Elmo
Gazali
Imran
Iswan
Jali
Jethro
Joel
Jun Rong
Kak Nisa (cuzzin)
Kamilliya
Lenus
Liyana
Lloyd
Nafeesa
Namira
Naqib
Nisa
Radhiah
Radhiyah
Sakinah
Shafiq
Shakir
Sharina
Suhailah
Syafiqah
Syamil
Syima
Thaqif
Vicky
Wiwik
Zoul
Zubaidah



THE PAST

February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
August 2009


THE CREDITS

Designer GWEND
Brushes MISS M