A POETIC BRUNCH

A brilliant sunbeam slants through a gap in the curtains.
It shines right on to my pillow.
I tidy up my beg and my hair while waiting for brunch.
The sound of pots banging comes from downstairs
symbolizes my mum is preparing the meal.
Whilst I glance right at my desk covers with lots of homework
I draw a sigh.
The laziness is postponed.
Homework times are substituted for entertainment.
I surrender to my inner demon that persuades me to go for entertainment first.
A sweet voice comes from downstairs,
asking me to eat. I look out of my window,
sigh with relief and hope that tomorrow my homework can be finished.

Introduction about myself

Urans is comes from the fanstatic word of URANUS, the planet far away from earth.
I'm 167 height with extremely fair complexion and I'm mixed-blood.
Within my free time I love to create peom write down with ball pen. There are nearly 20 poem I have written.
Thus, execise is important for healthy lifestyle. I always work out to firm up my muscle ^^ . I am crazy about animation and manga escpecially those with fighting theme.
Something I'm thinking what people live for? what if I am one of the character in animation? My mind always moves on to other crazy and stupid things once I start imagination.
My favorite activity is eating. Life is about eating good stuff. Life is soooo good if you have all fanstatic and lovely food embrace you ^^

A tip about my interest

" The wind knocks on the window
Over the room as small as me
Twinkling stars so beautiful
Filling the room with love
Don't be hurt
Caressing my wound gently
Embracing me to sleep
Too hurt for my legs to walk
Eyes so blurry with tears
Before love NEVER meant to me
I will keep in smiling
Like those stars embroidered in my eyes
I will love you forever "

This is once of my favorite poem in my blog.

Memory is vulnerable

I remember, looking from a distance.
A cherry blossom tree blossomed in the middle of august.
The pink flowers blew in the wind as I stared into the pink paradise.
The thought of you clouded my mind and my heart would not stop pounding.
Your name is what I engrave in my heart.
When the heart is broken,that person is practically vulnerable, but how about an empty heart?
If yoursmile or your personality were to fade, I would lose my smile and personality.
I could only pray that a miracle like you would look back...
but just being with you makes me happy enough.