Sunday, July 25, 2010

To : All teachers (:

Fill this enchanting voice in us
Feel the lecture they gave us
It is pressuring
Or, you may call it 'suffering'

This is our future
We face all the torture
Keep filling all the knowledge
While making a fuss all over the edge

This is adolescence
We all need proper teachings and lessons
Someone to guide
Something to abide

To teachers,
All you do everyday is correct us
In this teenage-zoo-life
It's all simple teachings as 3 + 2 = 5

We listened, oh yeah we did
But us just like to pull the lid
Even I sometimes
Did it on purpose so many times

I know we can all be better
It's just we don't take it as important matter
As in our language, discipline & manners
Potentials are all around us gathered

Some are thankful
Some just are fools
With and by your teachings
Knowledge; you are the ones who taught us everything

High-school is the best places at first
But later the positive feelings just go burst
And all the problematic students;
Draw all of your attention in all terms

Until we become matured
And maybe things would go more absurd
Teachers : " I just don't understand all of you nowadays. "
Students : " Actually, we too don't realize what we're doing everyday. "

This is what I've had
After trying to put myself in your shoes
I know it is bad
So to this poem please liked or be cursed

--it's all like that, is it not? (:--



Sunday, May 23, 2010

Gamble, The Common People Nowadays.

The bright blue skies
And all the clean lies
The same mistake twice
We didn't even realise

We copy other people's personality or style
Some for fame, some for a smile
We love one another for a while
Then after the 'fun' we keep our distance by a mile

"What is forever?"
"Forever = Whatever" is your answer?
You say you love her
Your heart says " I?" later.

You didn't revise
You have no formula for any answer on trail
Your head feels heavier
Your mind says: "I'm going to fail."

We know we are failure
Some changed, some just didn't care
They go on meaningless pilgrimage
And regret when they age

All we need is LOVE.
We go round the world
And see they have the fake and wrong kind of love
Ends up wasting with them to have a word

Teachers gave us knowledge
But us students, didn't bother to acknowledge
We always regret it later
And can't forgive ourselves or teachers

We used to say: "My ambition is to become a pilot!"
Now: " I don't really care what job I have, as long as it's easy and pays a lot."
We realized, we got ashamed
But gets over it by only 3 days for every name

And some had gathered together
To make all of this better
We keep our promises
Achieving what was our compromises

I spoke my mind,
I understand what is pure and true LOVE,
I believe we WILL become better by time,
And I will continue living smooth life covered in dove.


John, 3rk.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Don't Stop Believing.

A premier among the movies
A note among the melodies
What do you expect from these?
I see nothing except tears

You may say I'm a negative thinker
You may see I'm a downhearted believer
But it's just you didn't see clearly
Loose me up and run freely

You may see me bright
You may see me happy
But you just can't see the real light
That you never knew anything about me

Even if you don't get a single thing
I'll lend you a chord
So if one day you're going to see me off the airport
Be strong and still remember me

Don't stop believing
Sharpen everyday
It'll end everything
If everything just be blown away

Everytime that you say you love me
Is the bestest moment as ever
Nothing is more warm and happier
Even though we're over, You are still in me.


" I smile on the dark, not on the light. "

John, 3rk.

Monday, January 11, 2010

I don't know.

You should've known
When I had you crowned
To be the one I'll hope, and have faith in
Things just end up dead in the inn

Covered with blood

Cover the hole which you dug
Just to bury the treasure
Memories, Forever

Let everyone acknowledge me
With the large gap of personality
Between you and me
There's just things you can't see

" We are the world. "
Trying to make all people as one
Change their eyes from gold
To the ones we can always hold

Gather together
Save us to the land
Wonder seas are there forever
And skies we could never grasp in our hand

But now, I just don't know
Who to trust, who to cling onto now
Light the path I need desperately
Somehow, I'm still alone in my destiny

----------- John Ryan, 3C

Thursday, January 7, 2010


What could we have done
This is what's gone
You've asked too many
Lost in control for our symphony

Wretched because of pain
I'd soaked myself in the rain
While you looked in my eyes
And praying for the skies

You stand by me
By reflection in reality
Near the phone booth infront of the mirror
Watching our reflection away from danger

I've finally eased away
From where I start
To the end of way
Targetting the point of my heart

I had stand by you
I had left because of who
Myself am dissapointed because
Not being able to make you smile in the forest

Here, is where you begin
To stop crying, and try to smile
Stop the sadness which I brought you in
Find the way to forget every fire


" I'll still remember those as memories. "

-John Ryan, 3C ( ukm )

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

You'd never realize.

Let me rest
With all lies
Lit up the rest
And let me fly

Set me free
Bind me to the skies
Too curious to have the lead
While a monster's waiting to be freed

Dream the illusion
See the reality
Drowned in your confusion
Pass the thought in the sea

I'll say I hate
I didn't say I'd forget
Didn't say won't forgive
Didn't mention what I promised to give

On the past
I gave you the 'code'
In the end you won't last
Despaired with my hope

You know,
This poem isn't made by usual inspiration
It's like, I'm on a show
Pretending I had all my role

....I don't even know the purpose of the poetry this time, :P

- John Ryan 3C/rk3 ( ukm )

( what's those ukm upm all uitm u u u u u u for? ......... )

Wednesday, December 30, 2009


One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friend tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running towards him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.' He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!' There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, 'Damn boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class . I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach… but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.' I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.' I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realise it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse.

" Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly"


1 RK 2/2009

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

I'm just alone here.

i'll do well
i'll be the best
after every each of my dwell
i still wish to pass all the test

it's killing me
when you try to leave
how could this exist in the possibility?
maybe you really should break the crest leaves

i hope i'm iced
i'll turn into madness
while respecting your lies
i won't stay in your darkness

i'd throw myself into the skies
as long as you won't be in the piles
i have to try to smile
while accepting what's testing me on this isle

i leaned on you too long
it's time to go on
i'll try not to walk behind the doom
i'll be safe to stay in my room


" You two really done it this time.
It breaks me out. chao! Not in the mood for this thing. "

Sunday, July 19, 2009

First Chapter To Life ( John Ryan - 2RK3 )

...This words represents a life,
The Story, Chapter one begins,
I've wondered what kinds of people awaits this life,
Even in the beginning it's almost i don't see the ending.

...The piano scores.. matches every move, every scenery.
I've gathered with friends, guiding along with the winds,
Everyone, even myself are worried of my abilities,
I don't want to see anymore cutting limbs.

" Vanish your fears, Cuz' your hero is here. "
No one has ever said such words to me.
Possibilities are zero to make it dear,
Some doesn't even knows the meaning to hear.

...My hopes?
I want to be compassionate, I want to understand everything,
But personality stops my roles,
But i can always lend a listening ear.

I'll face myself, I'll face the truth,
Tears and hurt, outer space and earth,
They meant nothing to me,
Even if you force to kill.

I'll make the reality out of fantasy,
I'll do my way with no fancy,
They will be done silently and quickly,
Because no inquiries and no discovery.

Sometimes, the dramas fits everything,
Once in a lifetime, it reveals everything,
My answers in life, aren't just death of self,
Answers that's not everything done by myself.


John : It doesn't fit. Do they...?
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