Alien in his own world.
Tears of sorrow swells within,
Danse of macabre haunts him.
Wat have we come to,
self terminating bugs!
Mind reeks of nausea,
deprived of love!
Words grow hollow,
lost of dignity!
Que Sera' Sera' -
He crys for his world!
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Letters from seoul!
Anneyong Haseyo! (hello)
19th December, I landed on seoul with big ambitious. To see the leader in me awaken atlast. Alas; these r my pet dreamz; will they too die like million other desires of mine. I hope August 13th proves to be the turning point of my life.
Well, to be honest ... I never felt that pullin up my will power to scribble up some blogs would be such a monumental task. Nevertheless, having overcome it now .. I feel determined to carry along with this spirit to make the most of my time count for something noble .... words indeed are noble but action speaks volumes greater than thee. Its actions that defy me. And, I'm ready to slay my demons and establish my true identity. The purpose of my life is to be a leader n I shall be so!
19th December, I landed on seoul with big ambitious. To see the leader in me awaken atlast. Alas; these r my pet dreamz; will they too die like million other desires of mine. I hope August 13th proves to be the turning point of my life.
Well, to be honest ... I never felt that pullin up my will power to scribble up some blogs would be such a monumental task. Nevertheless, having overcome it now .. I feel determined to carry along with this spirit to make the most of my time count for something noble .... words indeed are noble but action speaks volumes greater than thee. Its actions that defy me. And, I'm ready to slay my demons and establish my true identity. The purpose of my life is to be a leader n I shall be so!
Flawed journey!
Time indeed flies leaving one dazzled n stupid.
Wavery mind over my inbecile will,
O, mind over matter ... easier said then done.
Is it me or the gene, which of these,
Is coz of my stuporous nature.
Blame not the mind for it forsee's greatness.
My will is what fails me ... coz it seeks sleaze.
Will permittin I write thee ... wish to be a Phoenix!
Wavery mind over my inbecile will,
O, mind over matter ... easier said then done.
Is it me or the gene, which of these,
Is coz of my stuporous nature.
Blame not the mind for it forsee's greatness.
My will is what fails me ... coz it seeks sleaze.
Will permittin I write thee ... wish to be a Phoenix!
Elusive Love!
When you fall in love, its a temporary madness.
It erupts like earth quake and then it subsides.
When it subsides, you have to make a decision ...
You have to work out whether your roots have become
so entwined together ...
That it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is!
Love is not breathlessness. It is not excitement.
It is not the desire to mate at every second of the day.
It is not lying awake at night imagining the lover kissing
every part of your body. This is just being in love,
which everyone of us can convince ourself.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away.
Doesn't sound exciting ... but it is love :)
It erupts like earth quake and then it subsides.
When it subsides, you have to make a decision ...
You have to work out whether your roots have become
so entwined together ...
That it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is!
Love is not breathlessness. It is not excitement.
It is not the desire to mate at every second of the day.
It is not lying awake at night imagining the lover kissing
every part of your body. This is just being in love,
which everyone of us can convince ourself.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away.
Doesn't sound exciting ... but it is love :)
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