myOtaku.com
• Join Today!

My Pages
• Home
• Portfolio
• Guestbook
• Quiz Results

Contact Me

E-mail
• Click Here
Yahoo! Messenger
• maddfinn99

Vitals

Birthday
• 1993-08-23
Gender
• Female
Location
• On the moon, watching and wating
Member Since
• 2005-12-01
Occupation
• Living musician. Or just living. Whichever you prefer.
Real Name
• Kire-Kun (Mishy calls me this @_@)

Personal

Achievements
• Playing the violin, being the best reader!, piano(working on that), annoying people to death, and scaring the crap out of people!!!
Anime Fan Since
• Since like I was five or six...
Favorite Anime
• Ouran High School Host Club, Inuyasha, Naruto, Fruits Basket, Full Metal Alchemist, DN Angel, Alice 19th, Loveless(yes it's yaoi, but it's sooo cool!!!), Ceres, Sailor Moon, Chobits, S-Cry-Ed, Yu YU Hakusho, Card Captor Sakura, Chibi Vampire, Bleach, Trin
Goals
• Going to the University of Texas, getting my buisness and culinary degree, Open up my own resturaunt and become the best chef, Take over Canada one day! If I told you why, I'd have to kill you. So don't ask.>_>
Hobbies
• Reading, music, making videos, world domination.....typical stuff really.
Talents
• Violin, piano, DDR, assasination




Jump to User:

myOtaku.com: maddfinn99


Saturday, May 20, 2006

Poems: The Moon, Full Moon, Dreams
Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul,
Oh thou fair Moon, so close and bright;
Thy beauty makes me like the child,
That cries aloud to own thy light:
The little child that lifts each arm,
To press to her bosom warm.

Though there are birds that sings this night
With thy white beams across their throats,
Let my deep silence speak for me
More than for them their sweetest notes:
Who worships thee till music fails
Is greater than thy nightingales.
-W.H.Davies

One night as Dick lay half asleep,
Into his drowsy eyes
A great still light began to creep
From out the silent skies.
It was the lovely moon's, for when
He raised his dreamy head,
Her surge of silver filled the pane
And streamed across his bed.
So, for a while, each gazed at each-
Dick and the solemn moon-
Till, climbing slowly on her way,
She vanished, and was gone.
-Walter de la Mare

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
-Langston Hughes
Comments (4)

« Home