A Turtle In My Yard

There is a turtle in my yard. Of course it's not any ordinary turtle, it's a very mysterious introvert turtle and if it was just an ordinary turtle it wouldn't live in my yard. Rarely do I ever see him (yes i decided he is a he with absolutely no proof whatsoever) and he is very fast, therefore his name is Speedy Gonzales (yes like the cartoon). I've never seen any turtle move as fast as he does, sometimes he also tries to bite my shoes but fails. Now that i think about it, maybe his middle name should be Flash (yes!Like the super hero).

Speedy Flash Gonzales, sounds good to me. 

I don't like tea

The moment i think everything is fine, everything turns upside down.

It's a pity i don't like tea, though..

Is anybody out there who can promise me Utopia? 

For That Smile Of Yours

If only your heart hadn't been broken
If only nobody had crashed you at once
would you still have stayed the same?
or was it your excuse to change your ways?

Were I to choose between your pain
and your kind soul
I'd make a wish to take it all away
that unfair past of yours

I'd put you in a crystal palace
where nobody would be able
neither see nor touch
your beautiful thoughts
your fierce wounds

Take time, heal your tears
a prince will come
surely,not an English one
since it's already past time

So here I am
I'll grant a wish
anything that'd make that smile
appear again

Only for that smile of yours
i'd make real,everything your heart
wished came true

Dear Death

Black leaves fall in my head
but i ain't feeling, any of them
cold and fierce is my grief
for the long last life of mine

Come in with your scythe
take my soul back to the dead
put me down, time to sleep
no time to waste on Earth

A man with black hood
dark red eyes surround me
as if you were trying
for the very first time
to see the meaning of my essence

Dear Death, would mind coming early?
people ask me of christmas,
of happiness and misery
as if i know the difference
in my twisted dark thoughts

Wind full of emotion
awakes my dreams
leaving the velvet of death
hanging by threads

Animals hear Death's skythe scratching the floor.May the can see  it as well.