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My grandfather of a laptop has finally called it quits to my 24-hour surfing addiction and critically jeopardized my chances of photo editing or blogging. I can't even view pictures because these lines always show up on my screen and I can't really see anything properly. That, combined with my upcoming exams, are the root cause of slackening in blog posts and comments [I try to return everybody's comment on their respective blogs]. However, my ever-so-cool Dad bought me a replacement, so I'll be back to my normal pace by this week. For now, let me bore you with some poetry, which I had written a few years ago. I think it might have been my first non-corny poem. So here goes!
Also, you can listen to Dan Black's 'Wonder' while you're at it.
The music fills her ears while she listens to what her heart tries to tell her,
The words of the song don't mean a thing; a stand still overcomes her thoughts.
Life in one word would never occur to her; There's too much to live for.
She looks past the glory, the pain, the agony, the fame, the anger and the sanity,
She longs to reach that one destination that she isn't sure of but never looks back.
She meets a He.
She doesn't falter because He doesn't make her what she is - She is She, a woman.
She isn't a woman because of a man. She makes and breaks her life, He doesn't.
A beggar in the street, a hungry lost child and a stray dog comes across her path.
She has only one loaf of bread.
Who does she give it to? She asks herself why she wants to give it away.
Charity. What does it mean to her? She lives for herself but doesn't like to hurt others.
She looks at the beggar and tells him to start walking on his own two feet and find the light that leads him to a better life. A piece of advice.
She leads the lost child to his mother, leaving them alone together to celebrate their reunion. A mother's love, a child's belonging. A piece of aid.
The stray dog doesn't ask for help. He finds his own way to a garbage dump. Stale food. His Dinner. No complaints. Only sniffs her shoes and starts walking away. She wishes to give it the loaf of bread but she doesn't. A piece of ignorance.
What is Charity? Is she what she wants to be, what she needs to be?
Who should she be? What should she do?.....
There are things that are better left unanswered because in each step of its search, she finds a sparkling piece of diamond that forms a part of the jewel in her heart, her mind, her body, her soul.
Others around her wonder what she really feels about the world but it never changes;
She is oblivious. She sees past the first skin. She never leaves her intuitions behind.
Materials make her happy but none last till the break of dawn of the upcoming day.
Love, Friendship, Companionship, Brotherhood, Family.... They never fail to uplift her.
She loses her path sometimes and forgets her intellect but always finds a way back to her nest -
The cosy bed in her home, beside the ones she loves, her baby Angel, her friend, her sister.
It doesn't matter to her where she ends up as long as she's happy.
She doesn't know why she sometimes thinks too hard and cannot fall asleep.
She doesn't know why she cries and can't find a reason to stop.
She doesn't know why she's sometimes happy to be sad.
She doesn't know why she just doesn't care.
She is in control and yet very unstable.
Shimmering in the night, she is the drop of water that fills the ocean.
Okay, maybe it was a little corny, but I hope it didn't make you wince! :D
Happy Easter everybody!
P.s. I think I have the hugest crush on Scotty McCreery from American Idol. Can't believe he's only 17, with that killer voice of his.
Who's your latest crush?