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Thursday, October 21, 2004
Advice From Your Kind SelfAdvice From Your Kind Self
Hey,tonight
I heard you through your eyes
When they spoke of fatigue
I heard you when you smiled
As that told me of your effort
To be content
With life's rough tides
I heard you when you spoke
When you gave me advice
I did not hear
Any pretence
Any camouflage
I heard or I listened for
The camarade
The sincerity
Of the advice from your kind self
I heard
Because I listened
I always do listen to you
Really
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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