Perdu,Mal et Seule..Agmal a’ouyoun filkone ana shiftaha!
Saturday, March 27, 2004
Embroidery
Embroidery
With the falling flowers
There is the fallen tear
With the loud cheer
There is an inner jeer
Over silenced ache
With the colourful splendour
Comes the searing grey
With the securing of the knot
You have loosened this tie
Among the standing ovation
Do not ignore the soulful solitude
Wearing a smile so perfect
The best of actor is put to shame
Within the applause
Little tristesse decides to stay put
Say, with the cool evening
Comes the cold rebuff
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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