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Monday, 14 February 2005

Chicken Or The Egg?

Sunday, 13 February 2005

My Funny Valentine by Chet Baker

My Funny Valentine

My funny valentine
Sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable,
Unphotographable
Yet you're my favorite work of art

Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak
Are you smart

Don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine stay
Each day is Valentine's Day (3)

Ache

It is so hard to want something very much and not be able to have it. It is even worse, when it affects your heart in ways that you can never predict or control. The smallest things make you happy, and the smallest things throw you in sadness and despair... Resistance is futile.

Saturday, 12 February 2005

Sunset of Feelings

Strange how a single picture is sometimes such an accurate mirror of one's heart.

Faces

Last night I found out some not so pleasant details about a friend of mine and assuming they are true to the extent they were described to me (I have no reason to disregard the source), it really got me thinking that we don't really know anyone out there.. Things we keep to ourselves and never let people find out, up until now I thought meant not telling little things about ourselves, like our aversion to kidneys or the fact that we tend to think of "things" as having emotions and treating them kindly.. (ok, so I am weird).. I never knew that people could be hiding things that are SO distant from their real selves that you barely recognise them by their actions anymore...

Friday, 11 February 2005

The dreaded day is approaching

I am so agitated. Valentine's day is approaching, and I am alone, yet again. Never once in 28 years, have I been in love and in a relationship on this day.. Such an irritating reminder of my own "bad luck"? Or simply another coincidence after so many? I wonder..

Well well well..

One small step for man, one giant leap for internet to have me. Since this is the first post, I am hereby welcoming myself to it.
PS. All poetry under this post was written before I ever started this blog, but through the magic of editing, I have now placed all the poems in their proper chronological order. So in one marvelous move I have hereby joined past, present & future and you are able to read what went on in my head before blogger even existed.
Not that you would want to know anyway.. but... Hmm... Nevermind.
Pfffff.