wei-qi-ooi
Malaysian
Hello, my name is Wei-Qi, but I am mostly known as Vicky. I like drawing, editing (videos), playing badminton, etc. Let me just say that I am a huge Supernatural (tv series) fan! Also, I love listening to K-pop (Korean pop). Just a couple facts about me^^ Otherwise, enjoy!
Dream after dream,
he keeps appearing,
why in my dream?
to suppress that feeling,
but it's not working,
so therefore I lay back down,
and continue dreaming.
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 1:59 PM UTC
*Deep across the ocean,
beneath the blue oak tree,
I once had a picnic there,
with an old bumblebee.
So let me tell you a story,
about this bumblebee,
it's not like the others,
no, this one was free.
Free to zoom across the fields,
in the old sunlight,
but one wish is all,
that crossed it's mind.
So I sat there,
under this blue oak tree,
I listen to his tale,
of the land and the sea.
It started long ago,
a day before I was born,
a farmer came down,
hoping to harvest some corn.
Just as he past,
the majestic tree,
oh he could not believe,
the sound of zooming bees.
Honey was better,
than harvesting corn,
for this was from a blue oak...*
**And to this I must stop,
no not just the bee's tale,
for I am having a writer's block,
you deserve to know...
So here I apologize,
let your imagination go wild,
but one more thing you should realize,
this story was meant for a child.**
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 12:02 AM UTC
Oh my fandoms,
How dare you,
you leave me in silence.
after the violence,
you leave me in sorrow,
when there's no tomorrow,
when the character dies,
it's all just lies,
you mess with our hearts,
as we wait for the next part,
as for our otps,
you ignore our pleas,
then we turn to tumblr,
a site where we gather,
we talk about feels,
and help each other heal,
but nothing makes us more happy,
than Sherlock season three.
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 9:41 PM UTC
In this January weather,
I'm feeling cold,
maybe it's an inner chill that has built up within me.
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 5:27 PM UTC
Which path should we take?
A talk show or a poster?
I sit here and listen,
listen silently as the two debate.
If it's a tie which would you chose?
a combination of both?
a separate presentation?
even if it means more work?
They argued on,
but not long after,
they get distracted,
only takes one person to drive back the question.
As for I?
I am just sitting here,
spilling words,
or rather,
for a more literal term,
'typing' words,
seeing as it appears,
onto the bright screen.
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 3:24 PM UTC
Why is it?
I am bored.
Why do I?
keep wishing for Friday to come.
It's Thursday morning,
so why am I?
wishing this day would end.
Shouldn't I?
I should,
use this day to the fullest,
But why don't I?
The feeling of boredom,
it still overwhelms me.
It's my first class of the day,
and here I am,
I'm still sitting with boredom,
but as I do,
I thought of a poem,
and this poem,
it sank into me,
it's not the smoothest poem,
but it tells my thoughts...
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 10:44 AM UTC
Two simple words,
to describe how I'm feeling,
I'm cold
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 9:56 AM UTC
Here I am,
Physics book,
right in front,
my tiredness,
closing in on me,
should I sleep?
No I shouldn't,
not with my ten unsolved problems,
why must it be so difficult?
Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 10:39 PM UTC
It's my heart,
my voice,
my poetry.
While words are too simple,
poetry speaks for me.
While stories are too fictional,
poetry speaks for me.
It expresses feelings,
it makes me feel free,
for the poems I write,
who knows if it's true?
Regardless of the truth,
poems evoke feelings,
which I consider genuine,
regardless if it's the truth.
Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC
Swings, cars, a dog's bark,
I've been here the playground,
the one familiar place outside my school,
but it's not here,
just a memory.
I've been there this playground,
deep in my memory,
waiting to be forgotten,
but nostalgia remains forever.
Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 9:35 PM UTC