Biography of Cheryl Cheng
Hi all! My name is Cheryl Cheng (obviously) but my alias is Surely Choo Certain. My nickname, Choo, comes from how I pronounced my name when I was younger.
As you can probably tell, I am a poet! I love writing, and whenever an inspiration strikes me, I write it down. I hope you like them! !
I can see the CN Tower from my 'apartment', let's call it that. My friends are Leslie Ching, That Cool Guy, and Silverlight Chen. Check out their poems and help them achieve their dreams of becoming up and coming poets!
P.S. Please rate and comment on my poems! ! !
Note: Life is Meaningless, POETRY, Regret, and Typing Away are poems that I wrote on MSN to help my friend when she needed 24 more poems for her weekly poetry assignment in 2009.
Cheryl Cheng's Works:
Shadows in the Attic
Cheryl Cheng Poems
If you want to see joy, You must tell every girl and boy That life is a wonder and dream...
There once was a little boy. Who was a stuck-up snoot. A child would cry over a toy, And he wouldn't give a hoot.
Life Is Meaningless
Life is meaningless. Yet I’m here on the computer, Chatting with my friends. The pressure is too great-
With one single push, With one couple's love, A baby is born.
Abandoned toys in the treasure chest, Left alone to collect the dust After the children grew up. Dolls, teddy bears, all of them forgotten.
My friends are having fun I'm here, not done All because I was distracted
P ressure on you as time passes O verall, you have less than half E verything seems so long T his is a weekly thing
Bored... nothing to do says: Hello! Hi! How are you? :) Fan of Peter Pan says: Fine. I'm getting a tan.: P
A Sick Bluebird
I found a little bluebird, and it was very absurd. It had two wrongly crooked wings,
The time has come; I'm filled with dread. I calm myself: 'It's all in my head.' I take a long deep breath.
May is the horse galloping throught hte fields. May is the flowers blooming everywhere.
Mother's brought milk and cookies. No, this job is not for rookies. Yes, I'm going to catch Santa Claus.
Song Of The Morning
I am blind; I cannot see. I touch my face. I wonder... How do I look like? I move from my neck to my jawbone.
Dos And Don'Ts *
Do tie your shoelace.
Don't fall on your face.
Do be nice and polite.
Don't get into a fight.
Do try your very best.
Don't be worst than the rest.
Do be right on time.
Don't do this type of rhyme. **
* Please buy the disk.
** Attempt this at your own risk.