proper writing?...Ay?

Yup! It is a long time since I last time wrote here....Anyway. That wasn't the point...or actually it was. I just haven't got anything smart to say. [ay...I don't have anything smart to say,ay?]...Ay is almost like yup..Fun to say and write...But now it is summer and I like it because it is holiday...otherwise I prefer autumn. [I love it when leaves are orange, yellow and other wonderful colors ^^]...yes...and I noticed just a minute ago that I can't write properly...[I don't mean I once could have written properly..or something]

-Vierna-...........[writer who can't write properly...or so he says ^^]

:)....Interesting day

Yesh! Yesterday was a very interesting a day because I had a belt test or would I rather call it rank test. I think belt exam would actually be the best choice but who knows :). Point here is that it was very exiting be in one for a long time. I haven't had a one for a one and half years [and one is kept in half a year] Yesh. I made lots of stupid [and funny] mistakes but I got the upper belt. I'm not upper green [5 gup] anymore. I'm blue one. And very proud of it :). (4 gup is blue)

Sorry if I'm too arrogant or something but when you have just a few things be proud of. I mean you can't seldom be happy of you own good success [because you do things mostly badly or ok] you want to celebrate much when you have a great success.

-Vierna-....[almost forget....YUP-yupyup-yup-yp-up-yupyup ^^]

ok?...yupypuyupyup...yesh ok...yuppp ^.^

Uh! I wouldn't want to do all this school stuff I have to do. It takes so much time. And there is so many other things I'd like to do. Better things. Much better :). But one have to do what one have to do. And what I am doing now -> writing to my blog in order not do school stuff *cat-face*. I'm such a lazy person.

These two past months has been one of the happiest times of my hole life. It is crazy how fast it had gone. Two months. It felt like a week, or not even that.

Once again a poem of mine, it isn't as good as the past ones but I kind of like it anyway :)

Odds of the life

It is odd how fast time can fly,
it is odd how happy u can be,
it is odd how lonely u can be.

But it is all just life.

And u just live it through,
with suffering and sadness
but also with joy and happiness.

They are all parts of life.

But death is also part of life.
Death, which is dark and pure
and that's why it is so beautiful.

When there is death you need also life, but when there is life you need also death.

-Vierna-..................[up-yup-love-yup-eh?-yesh?-yupp-uvh-yup-eh? -_- -yupyup]

Yupyup - yup -yupyup - yup - yp - p - ^^

It is really odd how quickly things can change. I was just a little bit carried away by all this blogging stuff...then I realized that this blogging..umm....something is quite good. Then suddenly two of my dearest friends have suddenly blogg also here...not mention about someone who I really care about (the most in this world). (he has got blogg here a looong time).

Once again a poem of mine :)...hope u like it ..*frog*

Closest to death

Sometimes when you are near me
I can feel how my wings are growing back
how my wings are healing.

It is because of you.

You recover me
you give my life back to me.
It is only you who can save me.

And when you walk away..

I can feel my wings burning away faster than ever,
and then I'm the closest to the death you can get.
And still I can never die.

-Vierna-.....[love gives u power, but it also makes you vulnerable]

It is so odd how quickly things can change. One day everything is something and then it is something else. It is odd and sometimes very sad....when u can't control things, when everything just happens and then...everything is what it is...I'm not talking about present but things before, long time ago. When I used to have my wings...I think :)

Eternal suffering

My wings have burned away.
My lovely wings
with colors so dark that my wings looks white and still colors so white my wings looks dark.

I can't fly
I can't live
but I can die neither

So my world have burned away with them.

My lovely wings,
I used to fly
I used to live
but now I just suffer and suffer to the end of time.

Until they finally see me
until they finally hear me
until then I wait here in my dark room.

Waiting and crying for end, but still hoping so desperately that someone would save me from this eternal suffering.

-Vierna-.........[hope u understood me correctly :) ]

Mmmm...I don't have anything to here..:)

Yes...Maybe, maybe I would have to admit that I'm sometimes a dark person or think about somethings in quite darkly. If you understand what I mean. I haven't always been so dark or so. Something just happened time before and then I slowly or like lightning strike turned into this what I'm now....see what I mean. That doesn't mean I wouldn't be naive, because that I definitely am. :)...yesh.. I hope you understand me..or what I'm saying...once again a poem of mine :)..

Dark

Darkness is quite
it is soft and tender.

When dark is light
it is pure and beautiful.

Life is shadows
you can't know what will happen tomorrow.

And life is play of the dark and the white light
that's why life is so beautiful but that makes death even more beautiful.

Death is the true shadow
the dark light of the world.

Death is life
and life is death.

-Vierna-...........................[yesh...:)]

Jesh---almost ..somethong very clever I think..read nothing :)

Hi!
I just don't want to do something useful...like read to my maths exam or something like that.. Just so bored with school and other stuff like that. :(. Wouldn't want to care about anything like that. Just be and live. But that's kind of impossible....because we have to be something. But if we don't know who we are how can you be something if you don't know who you are or who you would like to be.
Here is again one poem of mine. There might be a few mistakes, but I like it anyway :).

Lost

My soul is lost.
And so I am lost in the darkness of my mind,
I have no way out.

My soul is lost.
In the darkness of shadows,
I don't have light which would lead me out of there.

My soul is lost.
There isn't anything for me anymore.
The only thing left for me is dying
and still I'm too lost to even die.

-Vierna-...........[living is just preparing for dying]