Monday, December 25, 2006
ooookae. i hav NO time to tok bout bangkok sry now... but i can post e damn poem. it's one of mae older ones. one of mae faves, cause it might actually make more sense? o.O haha. enjoy...
Simplicity is harder than it sounds.
Irony that is mocking in it's very eloquence
The keystone of life
Something we will never comprehend
Which artist, painting a picture,
Cannot help but add colour to banish dullness?
Which writer, spewing creativity,
Can resist that urge,
To build a world in words?
But by doing so, they soon find
Their work unacceptable
To their set standards.
Unneccessary flair, an idiocy that
Has infected all of Man
The food of pride and ego
Man just cannot see the perfection
in simplicity
God resides in the little things
The irony of our curse
Is like a blanket of conundrums put on to confound us
Grieving for our creative suffering
The tears of the Mona Lisa
6:47 AM
