Sunday, May 3, 2009

Not What I Wanted But More Than What I Expected

I've tried my best
Gave it my best shot
And reached for it!
And then it disappeared.

I opened my eyes,
Saw the haze in the mirror
And realized
It's more than I've ever expected.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009


Of course I'll tell you I hate you.
And you'll say you hate me more.
And then, we laugh.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Grow Up

You can still cry.
But remember that,
When you look at the mirror,
You're shoulders weigh more than then.


Cherish me if you will,
But don't you smother me.

Care for me then,
But don't cloak me with your vanity.

I will love you.
But I won't control you.

So cherish me as I will,
But let me stand on my feet.

When that time comes...

Someday, when I marry, I therefore say that I won't settle only for the marriage of the hearts and of the bodies, but furthermore, I would want my marriage to also be of the souls, as well as the minds.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Waiting for Summer (The Poems)

Chapter 1.

There are things that we choose
To forget as the leaves
Fall from the tainted bough.
But seasons die,
And then are reborn.

Chapter 2.

Young love, oh, young love
So sweet when it starts,
So lovely to hold inside an innocent heart.
Yet poison when it cracks
And turns black.

Chapter 3.

Never the reality hits
More prominently, than when spiced up
With the bitter truth that what once was there
Is now not yours to have, but for others to hold
With you out in the cold--the price of dreaming.

Chapter 4.

Trying to get hold of the anchor
Yet again. And still, there are things that
Are better left unsaid.
Returning to the abandoned shore
Of the broken ship. Of broken hearts.

Chapter 5.

It is always a fear
Of the unknown
That changes the heart—and the soul.
But a ghost from the past,
Can imitate the terror.

Chapter 6.

When the sail is failing
One must trust and have faith
For the boat is still rowing
Even though the storm is showing
Its gray beginnings.

Chapter 7.

Waves, taken by the wind.
The ship sailing, and yet sailing briefly.
Moving by the sea,
Wanted—and then unwanted.
The bough broken. The dream, shattered.

Chapter 8.

As the shore comes to sight
The short-lived fantasy
Forever put-aside
Until there comes another wind
To lift up the shattered glass
Wanting to sail—under another sky.

Chapter 9.

It must be the dream
But wishes do come true,
Even if it breaks, and
Breaks again.
It grows back, but when?

Chapter 10.

Summer has come,
Though the waves raged
And the dreams flew,
The ship saunters back
Even against the teardrops of the blue.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Noblesse Oblige


--literally means "nobility obligates".

--According to the French Wiktionary, the Dictionnaire de l’Académie française defines it thus:
1. Whoever claims to be noble must conduct himself nobly.
2. (Figuratively) One must act in a fashion that conforms with one's position, and with the reputation that one has earned.

--The Oxford English Dictionary says that the term "suggests noble ancestry constrains to honourable behavior; privilege entails to responsibility." Being a noble meant that you had responsibilities to lead, manage, etc. You were not to simply spend your time in idle pursuits.

--generally used to imply that with wealth, power and prestige come responsibilities.

--In ethical discussion, it is sometimes used to summarize a moral economy wherein privilege must be balanced by duty towards those who lack such privilege or who cannot perform such duty.

--Finally, it has been used recently primarily to refer to public responsibilities of the rich, famous and powerful, notably to provide good examples of behaviour or to exceed minimal standards of decency.