Turned 14 at last !!!

Hi Guys !!
Okay, so yesterday was my 14th birthday and I had a total blast !!
At last..I'm 14 :) Lol !! Mum gifted me a new cell !! :D But now that my birthday's over, I have to seriously start studying cause exams are in Jan :( Anyways...here's my next poem! Next time, I'll post a new painting that I've made. you can say after ages :)


S!NS
Late at night,
I suddenly wake up from my sleep.
I'm so scared,
Cause of my past deeds.
It's all quite, everything is dark...
It's just like me, when I lie!
drugs, cigarettes...what not I've been warned about.
But still, I get into bad company...get carried away! I ask myself why!
They think I'm innocent.
But only I know the fact.
I lied, I did wrong,
And now, here I cry!
I want to confess.
I know, I need to change...
Cause when I look into he mirror,
I'm scared of myself!

Comments

  1. Sakhi.December 18, 2008 at 3:27 AM

    heya!thts awesome!!but i guess u did no sin!

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  2. jEeRoDecember 18, 2008 at 5:08 AM

    hEy
    im ok..juz been busy with work..
    i read your past poems n like Frozen,The 1 My Heart Wants n A Night To Remember..
    looking 4ward to your painting! =]
    btw Happy belated birthday!!!!!!!

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  3. NotionDecember 18, 2008 at 10:57 AM

    hey happy birthday, and that poem is deep, i can realate to that feeling

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  4. NotionDecember 18, 2008 at 10:59 AM

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  5. NotionDecember 18, 2008 at 10:59 AM

    hey if you want you can check out my woman's blog it's called Love's Notion she's a soulful poet and has an incredible flow fa real, she's one of my followers

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  6. vLoDecember 18, 2008 at 12:25 PM

    i guess i now what you mean... and i stare at myself... and see what i've become. but this poem is great. but i believe that ur not sinful.

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  7. Couture CarrieDecember 18, 2008 at 3:01 PM

    Happy birthday, darling!!!

    xoxox,
    CC

    P.S. You are far more mature than your 14 years, and your beautiful poetry is a testament to this!

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  8. *::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*December 18, 2008 at 7:57 PM

    i do feel a lot better, my throat doesnt hurt anymore and now i can breathe through my nose! its wonderful :)

    happy belated birthday! :)

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