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Monday, February 23, 2004
Wallow
Wallow
I am a tree wallowing in self-pity
How my leaves have fallen
Green and dewy once, they were
And the ground doesn't do 'em justice
Passers-by stepping on them
And laughing
At this barren old tree
The bark is exhausted
The branches broken
I'm still standing jere
I have too
The only thing clasping
Me to the ground
Lifting me to stand tall
Today
Are the roots beneath my aged feet
Until
Tomorrow?
About This Oh-So-Interesting Blog
Name::Li Sa Tristesse
From::
View my fantabulous supercalifragilisticexpialidoceous profile PEOPLE BOTHER ME ALL THE TIME IN THE REAL WORLD. Hence my poem-writing endeavour that began in 1999 during a boring lesson in class. I find that writing,just like paintings are, is a clever way of letting off steam & thoughts.It's when I can be all by myself in privacy of thoughts & action. And I absolutely love language. This is just like how I define arty: trying one's best to express oneself without being direct about it.
And my inspiration: Jewel, the love dew-eyed lady that writes and strums her own songs/poems.
Her brilliant collection of poems in her book sparked off the poet in me, i especially appreciate her freestyle poem composition,not binded by "a-b-a-b end rhythm rule" that conventional poems often mould.
WELL YOU BETTER NOT REGRET IT...because firstly I never promised anyone good poems or entertaining ones..Heck, I didn't promise that you'll understand anything here either, because all we'll be getting are MY poems..well the good thing about my poems is that they are never value-laden..They're just nonsensically expressive. On the other hand, I welcome comments anytime :p
About Me...Tout sur moi
Name::Li Sa Tristesse
From::
View my fantabulous supercalifragilisticexpialidoceous profile PEOPLE BOTHER ME ALL THE TIME IN THE REAL WORLD. Hence my poem-writing endeavour that began in 1999 during a boring lesson in class. I find that writing,just like paintings are, is a clever way of letting off steam & thoughts.It's when I can be all by myself in privacy of thoughts & action. And I absolutely love language. This is just like how I define arty: trying one's best to express oneself without being direct about it.
And my inspiration: Jewel, the love dew-eyed lady that writes and strums her own songs/poems.
Her brilliant collection of poems in her book sparked off the poet in me, i especially appreciate her freestyle poem composition,not binded by "a-b-a-b end rhythm rule" that conventional poems often mould.
WELL YOU BETTER NOT REGRET IT...because firstly I never promised anyone good poems or entertaining ones..Heck, I didn't promise that you'll understand anything here either, because all we'll be getting are MY poems..well the good thing about my poems is that they are never value-laden..They're just nonsensically expressive. On the other hand, I welcome comments anytime :p
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