saw those pods which make those woods,
some were dead to make room in the woods,
lost to my thousandth mile, before I left the woods
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Why ___ ?
Please note that these results may not be true in future. Posted results are obtained from Google Search made from a US location at 4:30-5 pm EST on 2nd July, 2010.
Why Vietnamese ....
Why Germans ...
Monday, November 16, 2009
A shell full of flesh...
A shell full of flesh, ripe and hard,
takes every day a wishful guard,
thinks of its purpose all the day,
feels like a chaff in a pile of hay.
thought so far and hit the deck,
then deep into chasm; found no clue,
quizzed by a thought all with a heck,
repents all the time, I am, who ?
takes every day a wishful guard,
thinks of its purpose all the day,
feels like a chaff in a pile of hay.
thought so far and hit the deck,
then deep into chasm; found no clue,
quizzed by a thought all with a heck,
repents all the time, I am, who ?
Thursday, November 5, 2009
thus begun the creation, a science or art.
a pen was held firm in the hand,
wrote few lines that marked a start,
a hymn was forged deep in the sand,
thus begun the creation, a science or art.
a bird that tweets the hymns of life,
to the tune of maestro at the work,
As a creek that not stops to a whiff,
the tone of the song, floats like a cork.
a stage was set in the deep yellow sky,
played were the songs a la concerto,
on the grooves of rays stringed to the sky,
set high in the sky, by an Angelo
wrote few lines that marked a start,
a hymn was forged deep in the sand,
thus begun the creation, a science or art.
a bird that tweets the hymns of life,
to the tune of maestro at the work,
As a creek that not stops to a whiff,
the tone of the song, floats like a cork.
a stage was set in the deep yellow sky,
played were the songs a la concerto,
on the grooves of rays stringed to the sky,
set high in the sky, by an Angelo
Saturday, October 31, 2009
live on the stone you step this time
leave your fruits in a pile
drive away the last mile
you see not the road ahead
lest you forget the goal ahead;
you ate those fruits of the past,
that left a sense in the time,
and left the space without a cast,
live on the stone you step this time...
live on the stone you step this time...
drive away the last mile
you see not the road ahead
lest you forget the goal ahead;
you ate those fruits of the past,
that left a sense in the time,
and left the space without a cast,
live on the stone you step this time...
live on the stone you step this time...
Sunday, October 11, 2009
eerie sky and fall
(on mysterious Pittsburgh weather)
eerie sky in an act of guise
that leaves the fall in color
you know not -- what it is
but thee look at it with furor
eerie sky in an act of guise
that leaves the fall in color
you know not -- what it is
but thee look at it with furor
Thursday, August 20, 2009
detang detang selamat detang
detang detang.. selamat detang detang detang
mee goreng nasi goreng... goreng goreng...
pasir panjang...bukit panjang...panjang panjang...
bukit merah tanah merah ...merah merah...
bukit bedok...tiong bedok...bedkok bedok..
goyang goyang kepala goyang... goyang goyang..
detang detang.. selamat detang detang detang
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