Monday, October 24, 2005

What does poetry mean to you?


"I carry your heart with me( I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it( anywhere
I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling),

I fear no fate( for you are my fate, my sweet) I want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you,

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart( I carry it in my heart)"...


By - E.E.Cummings

I saw "In Her Shoes" a couple of days ago, long overdue as well. It was very touching and I would reccomend it to people who have missed out. This poem is actually from the book of the same name by Jennifer Weiner on which the movie is based but I was really glad they kept it in the movie as well. It can have different meanings depending on your perspective of the person you might have in mind.

I have always seemed to have this morbid fascination with poetry, or more crudely, lines...maybe because what's written can affect me when most other things don't. I mean that's the idea behind poetry anyway, isin't it? To try and portray your feelings and emotions using words, if someone can understand them, all and well but if they don't, it's their loss.

What people write honestly is the most in-depth revelation of their character, their feelings, their thoughts, you cannot get more familiar. When someone writes a couple of lines about how they feel, you know it's coming from the heart, you cannot write about love or loss unless you've felt it yourself, it is personal.

If someone says poems are boring, I can understand in a way, it's like if you love music doesn't mean you love every song( some songs are poetry anyway), its the same with poetry, they haven't probably found one which they could relate to, well in most cases anyway, for some it's the lack of emotion for the idea which the poem is trying to convey while the rest don't understand anything written period...

"There is a time for departure even when there's no certain place to go."

By - Tennessee Williams (Just a line, not technically poetry but so true)

"I just hope to sleep
And never awaken
Nothing left in this world
Could replace what you have taken...."

By - Sandy Cheney

"Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?

The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green. "

By - Emily Bronte

"Hiding within this pink cell,
fairy white grass sweep from
left and right in that lullaby
sung by the sighs of the hollow trees
that lay so heavy on her heart.

She waits in the same spot, listening
and sometimes hoping. Every time I
try to decipher those twin windows;
so beautiful and blank,
your spirit so lovely and
your tender violence shakes me
in happy fear.

In times of your presence,
i feel almost complete.

In times of your absence, I debate.
I apologise. and I pray; that I could
be every thing you ever wanted - "Salvation"

But when you find out who you really are,
isn't it a little too late to change?"

By - Shawn

I really could go on forever but should stop...

Monday, October 10, 2005

Couple of days!


The other day I went to my aunt's place in Prestons, yeah most of you living in Sydney would be wondering where that is but apparently it is considered a suburb of Sydney despite the fact that her neighbour has a Canberra postcode! I lived with her for my first two years in Sydney, reaching the city took half a day and another half to get back to her place, no wonder I was no good at Uni spending more time travelling to the damn class than in it! But now i've realised that the closer i've moved to uni the more classes I skip, like a directly proportional formula, now since I live on campus and classes are exactly a five minute walk away, I skip all of them...yes, the formula does work...me = idiot!

I moved out of her place last year, with my uncle who is younger than me, yeah i'm not exxagerating, he is exactly nine months younger than me, with me 4th Nov'83 to his 4th Aug'84, which means my grandmom had him after my mum had me, yeah my family has major issues, no wonder i'm so f***ed up. Everyone in my family has married twice, starting from my grandfather, grandmother, mother, father, aunt, step mother...I already feel so pressured in continuing the family tradition...well most of them have got it right the second time round but for some there's no hope...second or third...

Anyway that just shows my family beleives in correcting their mistakes hehe, my aunt...sigh, she's another case, she was so upset that we actually moved out and our parents supported us. She was apparently back stabbed by us while we were moving out in front of her...huh? I mean I can understand why she was so upset, anyone would be if they lost two free servants! Servants...why would we feel that if thats our aunt...hmm let me see...1.)washing the two damn cars in which we never sat 2.)laundry of her and the boys not to mention my Step-uncle! 3.)wash dishes 4.)make lunches 5.)vaccum 6.)dust the damn house 7.)fold the clean clothes and put them away in seperate rooms 8.)listen each night as my aunt goes on how about how tired she is and how she works the hardest in the house!!! After this the most I managed to do was backstab her, how I wish to go back in time just to set things right! :p

That night to erase the sounds of "oohh baby...ahh ahhhh...ahhhh yessssssssss" through the paper thin walls I put on the teli, I mean thats all that was left for my aunt to do...bloody put me off sex in any form! Anyway I was watching animal planet since I love lions so was hoping for a documentary or something on them, I was in luck or so I thought, here were two lions humping...then two more...then they have babies...the babies grow big...then they're humping...new program now...jackals humping...hyenas humping...ALLIGATORS HUMPING...what the hell man! Like this is a really perverted secret channel for people who get off after watching animals do it or what? If god's will was to put me off sex using my aunt as a medium he nearly succeded but these animals finished the job for him! The psychiatry sessions are not helping either...sigh! Reminds me of my friend whose ex took therapy sessions to get over him..."My therapist says things are going well and i'm moving on with my life" Hahahaah...sad but true!

Left for the city at dawn so could reach work for my evening shift, reached Circular Quay station after an eternity reading someone else's paper and was walking to work when this nicely dressed girl comes up to me and is blabbing something in chinese, I thought she was lost and asking directions or something...and im trying to understand what she's saying and why she's grabbing my hands, I tell her to speak slowly and in english...her reply "Suckee fuckee fifty dollah me love you loooong time!" I was outraged, how dare she charge fifty when I do the same for twenty five!

Can say was a pretty eventful couple of days...got over sex completely...turning a priest soon with a life of celebacy...

Later that night I accidentaly came about, on the web, some comments by Barbara Bush and her moronically brilliant son George, I know she's recently turned a 150 and all and sure, this comment about the refugees was just a passing observation :
"What I'm hearing, which is sort of scary, is they all want to stay in Texas. Everyone is so overwhelmed by the hospitality. And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this is working very well for them."
- Barbara Bush, during a radio interview with the American Public Media program Marketplace.


Then George, not to be outdone, shows off the brains in the family with: "You work three jobs? Uniquely American, isn't it? I mean, that is fantastic that you're doing that."
- George W. Bush, to a divorced mother of three, Omaha, Nebraska, Feb. 4, 2005

Only in a country like America can this family have two presidents who've served three terms between them...Hmm I have a green card now, soon i'll be a citizen...I can also be president...all I need to do is spend a few billion dollars on weapons and start world war three and i'll be considered as successful a president and probably be rewarded with a second term...will make Michael Moore my vice president and have him take pictures of Bush in his boxers and send them to the SUN to publish alongside Saddam's in his pink hello kitty boxers...

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Reality of life...

Today, I could have done without today, gone from yesterday to tomorrow and maybe with today erased, life could be the same, but life's not like that, today one of my best friend found out that he has active Hepatitis, it's heriditary according to him, needless to say I was distraught after hearing this. Since it's active they need to do further blood tests before knowing how serious it is. It is affecting his liver in a bad way and even if it's not progressive it is going to kill him eventually, before his time in this life is up, before he has lived his life fully, before...everything...
He has done so much for so many people already, raising money for refugees, organizing charity events, the list goes on and on and guess what? He is younger than I am...you just can't admire him enough for the selfless life he is living, it is so easy to care about your people, but who cares about the rest of the world?
I'm really lost as of the moment because it's such a sucker punch, I saw him today and he was like always, like nothing had happened, he just completely brushed it off, being brave as usual, finally for himself after spending a lifetime fighting other people's battles. I was trying to be as brave as him, trying to joke...so I guess I have to finally be nice to you now with you dying and all, we both laughed, but not sure what at...I guess at life and how suddenly it can change everything, making everything so much more important than you could ever realize.
I will always be there for him, whenever he needs me, won't be often since he already has like a million people who would do anything for him, but i'll always be here for whatever it's worth and I know he knows that, but there's no recovery from something like this, for him or for me, that's the reality of life...
Everyone should just live happily, happy with what they've got in this life, just be nice to everyone, most of them are fighting a harder battle than yours...

The longing we hide...

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