Friday, March 11, 2011
iParadox
You needn't feel so much in control of the world around you that you try to lose control in hopes of satisfying your sense of sanity.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Over The Edge
It seems I've got to keep pushing myself over the edge,
Or else I'll stop learning;
And every step forward lights a path I never saw before,
Leading to an end I'm ever longing for;
Well so it seems.
I guess I'll find out...
Or else I'll stop learning;
And every step forward lights a path I never saw before,
Leading to an end I'm ever longing for;
Well so it seems.
I guess I'll find out...
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Thy Splaysh
And all of a sudden it hit me
this poetry performance thing is just too freakin intense
its like one rhyme being mauled after another by its successor
its a freight train thats never eased of its burden
but now the emotion has eased
and I now feel its acceptable to let my thoughts be loosed
let them be free from formality and conformity
they will simply sway outside in the wind where I leave them
not troubled by verse or phrase, or an over-ambitious guardian
one who is likened to a control freak
so I will set it in words as and where I see fit
it will be a sculpt of my choice, moulding the elements tightly or weak
these are my thoughts and feelings in word, free
splaysh!
this poetry performance thing is just too freakin intense
its like one rhyme being mauled after another by its successor
its a freight train thats never eased of its burden
but now the emotion has eased
and I now feel its acceptable to let my thoughts be loosed
let them be free from formality and conformity
they will simply sway outside in the wind where I leave them
not troubled by verse or phrase, or an over-ambitious guardian
one who is likened to a control freak
so I will set it in words as and where I see fit
it will be a sculpt of my choice, moulding the elements tightly or weak
these are my thoughts and feelings in word, free
splaysh!
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Calendar
This is my calendar
It holds all the important events I don't want to miss
With a width of 77mm and length of 124mm, its not much
A bland brown cover, crisp white pages, and sleek black ribbon are all it can boast
My entries are concise, so as not to flaunt its economy
And I never let it get too far from me, never
Page after page after page, it reads like clockwork
Yet while in awe of such magnificence I can feel I am losing part of myself
It holds all the important events I don't want to miss
With a width of 77mm and length of 124mm, its not much
A bland brown cover, crisp white pages, and sleek black ribbon are all it can boast
My entries are concise, so as not to flaunt its economy
And I never let it get too far from me, never
Page after page after page, it reads like clockwork
Yet while in awe of such magnificence I can feel I am losing part of myself
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