Go to Tibet
Ride a camel.
Read the bible.
Dye your shoes blue.
Grow a beard.
Circle the world in a paper canoe.
Subscribe to The Saturday Evening Post.
Chew on the left side of your mouth only.
Marry a woman with one leg and shave with a straight razor. And carve your name in her arm.
Brush your teeth with gasoline.
Sleep all day and climb trees at night.
Be a monk and drink buckshot and beer.
Hold your head under water and play the violin.
Do a belly dance before pink candles. Kill your dog.
Run for mayor.
Live in a barrel.
Break your head with a hatchet.
Plant tulips in the rain.
But don’t write poetry.
Dude, this is becoming your journal. Wtf !! I swear man.
The protagonist goes on with his ways of procrastination and complacence.
Now what is wrong with girls these days. No nothing in particular. But this one in question was in lecture auditorium, and may be out of boredom or his bf next to him wasn’t entertaining her enough, she took out comb and started pruning her hair. Oh man !!
In general though these undergrads are funny bunch. We are to submit attendance through a sms system, and man they submit mast-mast text.
1) What is this life about?
3) Elephants are cool
4) Schrodinger cat is alive
5) (.) <wats dis…half boob??>
Kudos to prof. though.
And I am on with Helvetica, <oh boy !! don’t make this blog a journal K> I should really go and drink some water, this thirst is becoming unbearable. Blame it on internet addiction. Water somebody plz.
Chilly me, hungry me
“More of POP3”, no more plz
Lecture over, me gusta
Really? Haiku is it??
KIGO is season word = Chilly
KIREJI : cutting word, as wiki says 1 can use punctuations in english haiku.
5-7-5 syllabic structure.
Song melodic, water drops
Running in circle, are we?
sleeping soul under sleepy eyes.
<5-7-5; Kigo = water-drops; kireji=are we?>
Sugary ice-cream, misty winds.
Low on currency, can’t call back.
Empty emptiness, is good. <nope nope>
<5-7-5; Kigo = misty winds; kireji=can’t>
And then I missed my walkman
when the albums-cover were touched
the click accompanied the cassette
and not the mouse.
when there was a radio
around my head
Why fast forward
and rewind became obsolete?
yet Jobs did a nice job.
idiotique wasnt idiotic
now each and every1
hail the thieves.
And sometimes you feel the urgency
for that one song which will sooth you,
and bring you back
Shuffling through decades
of rocks and punks,
alternatives and metals
floyds and coldplays
When REM made you insomniac
and blunt became sharp for senses
disorganized collective souls of people around.
when postal service brings you home strangely.
And now they disgust me
so empty and so loud.
the digital demons
of i-age, bold yet cold.
-written some time…overwhelmed wid reminiscences something like….and Travis, The last laugh of laughter bought it back…http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-KSYzwQuBk
As Robert Burns said,
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne ?
Here goes the moon up,
taking in the wind
Speak for yourself?
You must been sleeping,
Afraid of closeups, holding breath.
Hey were you too busy to breath in and out
But were you too old singing the odes and blues.
Driving ferrari in sands,
swinging high and low.
with and without time.
Isn’t it amazing here?
breathing in and out,
rainy days and rainy nights.
U shunning it this time
no way….it is the beauty in.
listen up…its sound of me
hear it out…
I was drowning once into the sea,
even a caffeine overdose could not lift me up.
At the end of a lighted labyrinth, I found him.
Donning a white tuxedo, He sat easy on a easy chair
He sipped his tea and added casually with a smile
“In this land supreme, every one comes with a dream”
I asked, “Are you evil?”,
He said , “did you ever questioned your devil?”
“Save the wordplay…
And your world play.”
Did you ever tried to break his chains,
or help him when he did fire heist?
You should have shared his weight,
You quoted, ‘For every man shall bear his own burden.’
Did you chide when he soared high
To melt with the sun bright.
Thou should have thrown some light
when knight became dark?
Did you stopped the fifth prefect
and a ‘ kiss for thirty silver pieces’ ?
Why did a vulture lost his wings
to die in his beloved king’s arm?
And he who was the eldest, strongest and noblest.
Died bcos he lived unto his word.
Where were you all these times?
Enjoying the ethereal drink of yours?
He sipped another sip,
And all he said was “c’est la vie!” .
(have tried to capture the undue fall of heroes, so readers will find reference to Prometheus, Atlas, Icarus, Bruce Wayne, Jesus, Jataayu and Karna. The first paras happened in lucid state )