Nombre Deux.

After recieving word that this word bin of mine looks too feminine, I have decided to try "tough it up". Thats why the above picture. I kinda realised that a blog peppered with female pictures and romantic settings spells FEMALE. So here goes my entry today anyway. I have decided to share with you a few amateur poems I have written.

Below is also a picture I really appreciate which is a caption from the movie "Closer". It remains my single most favourite movie of the History of the World.
Many have voiced differing opinions on the above statement though as the themes discussed in the movie, including love, sex and lying has been explored and expressed in a rather caustic manner. Some just do not see the beauty and the essence of truth in all it depicted.





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Exuberance Deemed Charm

by Me&Whoelse

Unbridled beauty raw,

Striking you hard and in awe,

Like all we fall,

On the beauty of the peaceful, rhapsodious shore,

Taking every playful wave as a chore,

Iridescent she shone,

with a cheeky smirk you never see with scorn or forlorn.

In a cheerful but unabashed snort,

Brings you to beyond your course,

With gulls and sand she bonds,

Neither ol'magic carpet nor unicorn you will call.

When you peel her all,

Only the shore,

Thats what we truly adore.

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To love or to love not,

The key to my wasted heart,

plummets down the unending pitless sea,

Will you retrieve or will you see?

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Braving the storm,

Braving the sea,

A ship without a mast you percieve to be,

Determined as it can be,

The crew will make it weave,

Torrentious waves and foggy scenes,

Unwaivered by the earthly happening,

"Aye sir, the ship will still be."

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Numero Uno.

In loving tribute of the ever lovely Ms Audrey Hepburn, here is a picture of her in "Breakfast at Tiffany's" for your sole viewing pleasure. Lovely movie that I will discuss in the not very distant future. and here goes:

"Vita brevis breviter in brevi finietur,

Mors venit velociter que neminem vere tur,

Omnia mors perimit et nulli miseretur,

Ad mortem festinamus peccare desistamus."

IN LOVE AND HONOUR, WE SHALL TRUST.

Expectations

Sometimes, in the rhapsody of life, we tend to run too fast and have too august a dream. In that event when our poor tattered souls are unable to catch up with the speed of our quick shuffling feet, we fall into a grey of life, thereafter, falling into tiny manifestations of our self validating persona in this pseudo life. A journey we all name it by.

In glittering fashion, we all go by the lofty notion of this word-Expectations. In my tiny world where unicorns do fly around my very humble dig, it is non-existent. In love, in life, in friends.

Having expectations to begin with , we expose and throw ourselves into this unchartered territory of the great Quagmire where things just do not live up to our beliefs. When this phase gradually sets in, we ask ourselves perpetually why, and also why we constantly indulge ourselves in senseless questions where no answers can be found. I firmly believe that we should never expect any form of thanks, reciprocation or apologies in this life.

Simply put, Never expect any thanks or sorries in life.

That is where you find peace at least within oneself, to begin with. If you never start right, you will never end right. We always learn that history repeats itself. In the same scope, people always dive back into things that should only belong in history books, and not their EVER-Present Life.

Aren't we animals at heart? A beast under the covers?

Desire

The antagonising process of desiring is more pleasurable than the instant you recieve it. It spoils it.

Desire begins when you become irrationale and most of the time out of the norml frame of mind. My next question will be,how sane are we anyway by the standards of the norm. Conformity becomes sanity and when you do not conform, its insanity. So what is your view?

Desiring begins where you stray from your normal line of actions. Being insane in love is and already have been widely accepted as a common behaviour that we humans fall prey to. That is conformity in a way. Is it?

I would really like to talk about this topic in further depth but my restrictive and lethargic mind is shutting me down at this witching hour of the day.

Remember: Life is but a bunch of warped fun and sarcastic smiles. It is screwed up, life that is. Do not deny that. Never.