Tasrina
She stands on the rustling grass,
Her gown billowing behind her in the breeze,
Tears adorn her cheeks like glistening pearls,
She looks up at the stars above,
And asks the question why,
Why did this happen to me,
Why did things go this way,
Is this the price I have to pay,
For being who I am?
My heart is cold, my mind is numb,
I don't feel any pain,
Just something tearing me inside.
Years of living alone and away from home,
Moments of training and learning,
Have never lessened the impact of that day,
My heart, emotions are still a protected sanctuary,
That no extent of experience in the wild can weather.
Cursed is the day I first fell,
Wretched were those who let it happen,
For I shall have my vengeance,
But not until my heart is cured.
She falls on her knees,
A silent scream rents the air,
The agony making the earth tremble,
A prayer to the vast skies above,
A request for salvation,
I cannot go on like this,
Give me a purpose for living life this way
And I shall fulfill it.
But release me from the torturous hell of my past,
My sword is yours to knight,
Make me a warrior of this land.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Thursday, September 04, 2008
Five Colours in Her Hair
If you ask me, I'll say I don't care. And most of the time it's true. If you start giving a damn about everything everyone says or thinks about you, or in general, life will become a pretty tough ride. Shit happens all the freakin' time, you can't avoid it. But it's not about sitting down and taking shit from everywhere. It's about ignoring it.....coz you step in it only if you choose to.
This is something I've learnt the hard way. You can never really know who your friends are, but they don't have to be your enemies just coz you're not sure. Give 'em a chance. Live life the best way you can....it's too short ,and as far as you're concerned, the only one you got.
This reminds me of a song I really like,I'll post the lyrics below. Think of it as how we all behave around each other. We may change ourselves if we think others don't like us as we are. But no matter how much you change yourself to fit in, they'll still do it to you. Coz it's not who you are that they attack, it's your insecurity.
Five Colours in Her Hair - McFly
She's got a lip ring and 5 colours in her hair,
Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wears,
Her tattoo's always hidden by her underwear.
She don't care.
Everybody wants to know her name
I threw a house pary and she came.
Everyone asked me
Who the hell is she?
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.
She's just a loner with a sexy attitude
I'd like to phone her 'coz she puts me in the mood.
The rumours spreading now that she cooks in the nude.
But she don't care, she don't care.
Everybody wants to know her name
How does she cope with her new found fame?
Everyone asks me,
Who the hell is she?
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.
She was all I thought about,
The girl I couldn't live without.
But then she went insane,
She couldn't take the fame
She said I was to blame
She'd had enough
And shaved five colours off
And now she's just a weirdo with no name.
Everybody wants to know her name,
How does she cope with her new found fame?
Everyone asks me,
Who the hell is she,
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.
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It takes guts to be true and be yourself always. But it's a life worth living where you are comfotable with who you are. Coz then, even though people might throw shit at you, it won't bother you.
This is something I've learnt the hard way. You can never really know who your friends are, but they don't have to be your enemies just coz you're not sure. Give 'em a chance. Live life the best way you can....it's too short ,and as far as you're concerned, the only one you got.
This reminds me of a song I really like,I'll post the lyrics below. Think of it as how we all behave around each other. We may change ourselves if we think others don't like us as we are. But no matter how much you change yourself to fit in, they'll still do it to you. Coz it's not who you are that they attack, it's your insecurity.
Five Colours in Her Hair - McFly
She's got a lip ring and 5 colours in her hair,
Not into fashion but I love the clothes she wears,
Her tattoo's always hidden by her underwear.
She don't care.
Everybody wants to know her name
I threw a house pary and she came.
Everyone asked me
Who the hell is she?
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.
She's just a loner with a sexy attitude
I'd like to phone her 'coz she puts me in the mood.
The rumours spreading now that she cooks in the nude.
But she don't care, she don't care.
Everybody wants to know her name
How does she cope with her new found fame?
Everyone asks me,
Who the hell is she?
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.
She was all I thought about,
The girl I couldn't live without.
But then she went insane,
She couldn't take the fame
She said I was to blame
She'd had enough
And shaved five colours off
And now she's just a weirdo with no name.
Everybody wants to know her name,
How does she cope with her new found fame?
Everyone asks me,
Who the hell is she,
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.
>>
>>>
>>>>>
It takes guts to be true and be yourself always. But it's a life worth living where you are comfotable with who you are. Coz then, even though people might throw shit at you, it won't bother you.
It's A New Day...
Heya! This is not really my first post on this blog, but since it's been revamped, you could say it is. I had this habit of introducing myself whenever starting a blog but dude, what's the point of the blog then? For the thoughts to flow free, and the personality to show gradually, i guess. Who am I? I am a free spirit, who is so many things at the same time, that there's no one way to describe moi. So allow me to embark on this journey..you may find out more about me, and maybe I'll find me!
Cheers,
D
Location : Room in Prinsep
Listening to: Here I Am - Bryan Adams
Doing : Browsing Net and planning to sleep(but not doing it! even though damn sleepy...yawn!)
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