21 February, 2007

Life is Poetry

He loves her.
She loves him.
I'm in between,
partly unseen.


Life is like poetry. Sometimes it's woeful and forlorn. Sometimes it's totally sweet and brings a smile to your face. Sometimes it makes you, sometimes it breaks you. Sometimes it hooks you into it. Sometimes you don't even want to finish it. It can be beautiful or utter crap. Sometimes it depends on you. Sometimes it can be long, sometimes it's so short that's you don't want it to end. Just like life right? It can be so short-lived or long-lived but long isn't always good if you're going to suffer all the way and short isn't always bad if you go through it happy. Like lengthy poems that is empty and doesn't potray a deep meaning to it. Also like short poetry that engulfs you in a lot of emotions at one time.

4 Comments:

Blogger kloqwerk scribbled...

d lizard king knows best.

o how tragic it is,
the story
of u n i.

it's a fucking poetry tt wrenches ur heart.

romeo n juliet in replay.
proves that history is a whole load of bull cos humans nvr learn.

people ARE strange.

22 February, 2007  
Blogger HD kid scribbled...

okayy.
whut does the lizard king
got to do with this?

anw,
my heart?

23 February, 2007  
Blogger kloqwerk scribbled...

1st n last line, baby.

n btw.. "ur" is generic in thr.

24 February, 2007  
Blogger HD kid scribbled...

ouh.
hahs.
generic as in?
pls larh my HD mode down,
simple bite size english can?

26 February, 2007  

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