Cinquain

Watermelon

Juicy, sweet

Dripping, slurping, slipping

So drooling to eat

Yummy

Acrostic Poem

Maria

am

gorgeous

giggler

in

eutopia

A Gloomy Day

Dark clouds fill the sky, 

what a sad and gloomy day.

The wind starting to fly,

The rain started to pour,

What a Gloomy Day.

Depressed and saddened,  

as same as the darks clouds rolling by, 

It's been like this for so many days, 

All I can do is lay down and sigh,

I'd even cry,

If I was a child.

Diamante Poem

Ages 

Children
Young, Cheerful
Running, Jumping, Playing
Happy, Crazy
Grown up

Haiku

Love is happiness,

Happiness is source of life,

With both we believe.

The man with wrinkles,

Appreciate his life more,

Due to happiness.

Hello..Goodbye Poem

Hello friend,

Goodbye enemy.

Hello Office,

Goodbye school.

Hello baby,

Goodbye darling.

I Wish Poems

I wish I was a child,

I wish I had time to play and sleep,

I wish I could go back to the past,

Where all the memories are first

created.

I wish I was that lucky man,

I wish I had your sweet smile,

I wish I could read your mind,

To see what I wish to find.

I’m Old Enough to….I’m Young Enough to Poem

I am old enough to take care of myself,

I am young enough to make decision.

I am old enough to make friends,

I am young enough to fall in love.

I am old enough to make decision,

I am young enough to lead my destiny.

Visualize Poem 

Love is a feeling which cannot be described, it can be only understood by the person who feel it. You cannot measure love. So you can never say that in numbers or words on how much you love the person. Your actions could make the person realize your love. If you love someone, there are no words to describe your love. Your love is pure. You just need to care for that person and always show respect towards him or her. Always be by the side of that person. Be truthful, do not betray. Make him or her happy as their smiles are worth thousand years. Just make the person realize how much special he or she is for you. 

Love

Love

Passionate, longing

Loving to need

Bring my breath away

Heaven

Metaphorical Poem

Hope is a knife,

It will cut you deep inside,

Till death put you aside.

Life is a bus,

When happy, It moves swifly,

When in misery, It moves slowly.

When I think of Poem

When I think of a durian,

I can see the green thorn,

I can smell the sweet pungent,

I can feel the aura,

I can taste the creamy and soft flesh.

When I think of a rambutan,

I can see its red colour,

I can smell the sweet and tasty flesh,

I can feel the hairy texture,

I can taste the sweetness lingering on my tongue.

When I think of a mangosteen,

I can see the soft black skin,

I can smell the refreshing of the air.

I can feel its smooth texture,

I can taste its watery flesh.

My Frightening Story

          The dead tree branches cracked as I hastily walked in the dark woods. I keep walking and walking over the old brown leaves and small pebbles. It hurt me so much that I could feel tears rolling down my cheek. I know that I am lost but still the woods keep luring me in. They are daring me to go in and so I keep walking without a fixed direction in my mind.

          Suddenly, an ape with thick black fur appears hanging and hoping from behind a tree branch and swings onto another tree right in front of me as if taunting me to follow, hand in hand with it. Then, one by one of its troops come approaching from every direction, trying to make fear enveloping me. I am scared and did not know what I should do. The only thing that keeps running in my head is to keep walking. My mind keeps urging me to find the way out but my heart, body and soul does not want to cooperate as the fear has overturned my courage. So, I keep walking and farther down in the woods, I could hear a silent brushing of stream against the solid rock. I feel slight relief.

          

         Just ahead, I could see the slight ripple of water, as the current takes each ripple down the stream. However, I know that it is not the end of my journey. I need to keep walking, to escape from this horrible wood. I am curious to know where it will lead me, and so I decided to follow the stream. Unfortunately, in the middle of the stream, my eyes caught a woman in white standing in between the rock with her body against me. I keep convincing myself that it is just my imagination. I keep moving on but at the same time tried to look back at the spot where the woman is. To my surprise, this time she is staring at me with blood all around her body. Her long hair is flying vigorously as if to catch and tied me down. I realized that my body is trembling and my heart beat is out of control.

          Thus, I decided to run away as fast as I could. This time, my mind, heart, body and soul have united and decided to run and no more turning back. As I keep running, I could see that there is a source of light ahead with lots of tents surrounding it. That place seems familiar to me and soon I realized that it is my camp site! I am thankful to God for bringing me back to where my teachers and friends are. Without His help, I will not be able to get out of those terrifying woods. Starting from that moment, I have promised myself not to walk around alone and to always follow my teacher’s instruction.

Essay

     "I entered the car park and then all of a sudden, the lights went off. I could not see anything. It was dark. Really dark. Luckily, there is a small torchlight attach to my phone. I used it to lead my way to the elevator. I did not care much about the creepy surrounding as I am too tired. I want to get to my apartment as fast as I could and go straight to bed. I stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the sixth floor. As the door shut, I heard the elevator music started playing in the background. I always hated hearing that bland music, but at that moment it sent a chill down my back.

     The elevator seemed to take years to make its way up the shaft. Then, I felt a sudden jerk. I pressed the emergency open button and waited. It was a few minutes before I started to panic. I paced nervously back and forth and started to sweat profusely. I started to get really upset and scared at the same time. I checked my watch. It was 1.00 am in the morning. Obviously, everybody is already in their dreamland, while I am still stuck in the lift not knowing what I should do.

     I started to scream for help, but it is such a waste of energy. Apparently, no one would be able to hear me. I feel helpless plus I am too tired. At last, I fall asleep in the elevator. When I woke up a while later, I am confused and had no idea where am I. Then, I slowly realized that I am still in the same elevator. I tried opened the door with the strength that I have and to my surprise, the door opened. I felt a huge relief wash over me. As I stepped out, I had the strangest feeling that something was not quite right. The structure of my apartment looked different.

     The walls were different. The colour was odd. It was as if someone had just splattered red paint everywhere. But it wasn’t paint. It is just too dark and thick to be paint. At the back, I heard the elevator music start up again. The corridor smelled of copper. As I walk across it, I noticed that there were no more houses in the hallway. In fact, there were no doors at all. I continued to walk down the corridor and realized that it never ended. I turned around and came face to face with a csary black figure. He smiled and trying to reached for me. I began to run, knowing that I could never feel safer in here. I would just keep running forever until I grew weak with exhaustion. As I ran, I past different people who look terrified as me. Suddenly, something pulled my leg and I fall down badly. The last thing I heard before fiery hands reached up and pulled me down was a deep voice growling, “Welcome to Hell”.