Monday, June 12, 2006
the post,,,
listening...enrique iglesias..not in love..
wondering...i'm not in love..
feeling...not in love...
OKAY LISTEN UP =>first part=depressing,sad,mushy,,Second part=>light hearted....CHOOSE UR READ CAREFULLy
ok so a great time for a poem..i feel the inspiration coming on !..wooohooo
As i stare into your eyes i wonder..
i wonder about the limitless possibilities of you and me
i wonder about how you would feel in my arms...
coz i want you but you dont know...you would never know..
it hurts me when i see you holding someone elses hand..
it pains me when i dont say i love you when i want to..
coz i hope you see the spark in my eyes
but never did you and never will you...
blame it on the classes..
the classes which thought me how to act..
to forge faces and reactions..
Soon forgery turns into nature...
I become an animal tt has forgotten how to express love...
a animal which feels only on the inside but never showing it..
an animal full of strenght and grace on the exteriour...
but soft and weak on the inside...
It is fear...the fear.. of love..
for love leads to pain and nothing more..
pain...the pain which eats you from the inside..
pain which magnifies it self a hundred times from within
pain which i do now want to feel again..
As i sit drowning my sorrows in bottles of liquer
surrounding myself in a clund of smoke...
i wonder...what if i told you i love you ?
would you love me back ?...or would i be crushed again...
crushed like the millions of times that i have been...
For now i decide..
neither shall i tell you how much i love you..
nor shall i think of you again...
for it pains me too much to do so...
Now i shall paint my walls black...
and wait for tt special one to paint it red again...
for now u have run out of red paint...
and never again would you ever be able to buy more..
-Ash-
ooookkkkaayyyyyyyyy.....hahahaha tt was dspressing...eh divz ur the one who inspired tt poem...so go go pride urself with the fact..
hmmm now we shall talk about smth rather light hearted...the fact tt i cannot write !...ya
yes yes...i know i can speak and convey me ideas with no problem...but the thing is when i squeeze all that into words it becomes wrong..yes yes u get the wrong message and its borrrrring...eh come on is my blog boring ?...i can write right ?...but only informally...when u ask me to write essays it nvr comes out right...for english or malay ...right chickgu ?...(thing i spelled tt wrong :P)...thing is it becomes boring and dry and my expression becomes shit...
for example..i can say WHAT THE FUCK ?...and u ge the feeling of shock..but in an essay it would be...his jaw dropped in horror as he inhaled a breath of methane...?...come one what s the diff ?...i cant possibly write "WHAT THE ****"..hmmm dear teahcer goes...
"ASHWIN WHAT THE FUCK WERE U TRYING TO DO ???HUH HUH ???....FIRSTLY UR PUNCTUATIONS ARE WRONG AND SECONDLY WHAT THE HELL IS THE ASTERIKS..IF I WANNA WRITE FUCK WRITE FUCK U PUSS..."(exxagerations generoulsy added in)
yeah u get the idea...so noooo it would not be a good idea..
then when u speak u have tones ? dont you ?...no one speaks in monotone oh right except mr robinson...so how would i write tones in essay ?...
eg..
"where did john go ?"
"john went to the zoo"...its a perfect sentence but what if i meant it sacarstically..? do i write
"john went to the zoo"(raise voice by 10 db and add a generous sacarstic tone)
NOT POSSIBLE !...NO NO NO...
then what about pausing for dramatic effect ?..and sppeding up ur voice at exciting parts...
"and suddenly(slow down voice 2x)...JOHN (spped up voice by 4x..and shout name) burst thru the door "..ahhhhh disaster..CONSPERM !...
Aha now the mistery of why i cannot write is finally unravelled..yes yes u learn smth new everyday !...now now dont fret for change is near...and i will become a spectacular writer.. and soonu will only hear queens english on this blog with the superbest spelling in the world ah(heavy chinese accent)...yes yes...i will not compromise and will bombard you with the most powderfullest words aso ah !
till the cows come home..
Ash..
Posted by Ash at 5:12 PM