This is probably the most random crashing place on the web.. basically you can post pretty much anything you want here...yeah...so I'm taking the chance ;-) Post yours! It's You You might have seen the planes fly so high But did you ever see them fly through you? You might not but many had to. Could you ever think to jump out of 100th floor Not to commit suicide but to survive? You might not but some had to. You might have seen millions of refugees on the screen But did you ever think of yourself in that position? You might not but some had to. Could you ever think to stand behind the mirror But couldn't recognise your own image Though you were miles away from Hiroshima? You might not but some had to. Mundane sophistry didn't make us blind but heartless We enjoy on-stage act but don't care about off-stage fact Now it's time to listen to the senescent wind And to open the door of your hearty core Because believe it or not IT'S YOU who can make a difference. ...October 25, 2001 [by me] For some weird reasons the thing above was published in 2 books! One of them is called "The Best poems of 2002"! that's one of my unsolved mysteries. Raider by Wolverine Under the mantle of mist looking the terrain at dawn On the rugged northern mountain peak He haunts his domain as the deathly devil cat The silent raider of wesk. His ravenous eyes scan the faraway streams where the abundant elk wade And the jagged canyons that stodgy wild sheep call home Then search from the distant meadows where ground squirells live under his constant raids To the vast redwood forests where ravory deer roam. The mountain screamer then flexes and speeds down the mountain trail Every muscle in his lithe body tightening in every stride In the direction of the forbidden but irresistable land of .. to be continued.. Feathers of peace Once I wished to be an eagle To fly too high with omniscient ogle But now I know I can look down into deep pupils, spread my hands And shed feathers of peace all over the lands. That's where my light finds its might I want to explore not to deplore I want to flit not to slit I prefer serendipity to serenity I want this world This very loving senescent world, I want to feel it, taste it, stand beside it. That's why I cant's wait I can't wait anymore! ...October 30, 2001[me again ^-^] Mom by Wolverine Even though it's just a rainy day of Fall Since it's your birthday, it's the best day of all Even though the sky is dull, cloudy and gray You crust it with golden sunshine of today. This was a birthday poem to mom on November 12, 2002!! He's only 12!! Bug him :-P Please Don't Remind Me of the Truth Why do you shout against EUTHANASIA? Didn't I just help my patient find peace? Didn't I just drew a little more morphine in his syringe? I did all these just for him! He was impatient and restless, Rude, disobedient and reckless. Even though he didn't say it, I knew he was tired of his incurable disease. That's why I sent him to ultimate peace. But please don't remind me I killed him! I am powerful I am the player He was just a powerless watcher; He could've lived longer But I'm a lot stronger I don't like a long term sufferer. He was a sufferer He was mortal He just had to die a little earlier; I was tired and hopeless He was peace-seeking and speechless, suffering day by day that I couldn't bear. That's why I sent him to ultimate peace But please don't remind me If I were him, I would've never wanted that happen to me. Please don't remind me I'm supposed to be a healer not a killer! Please! Don't remind me of the truth! ...August 7, 2002 [by me] Beginning of My War Against You My professor said, Read the poems of Hughes and Pound And imitate one of them. I wonder if it's that simple? I was born, raised, educated in Bangladesh. Then I packed my belongings, immigrated, started a new life in the US. I have been in the US only for two years now. I wrote essays, took SATs, applied to Oberlin in Ohio, far from home Virginia, Then got acceptance, worked full time during summer to buy a car by myself and then came to Oberlin, where I got this assignment to write. It's not easy to love a new different foreign bunch of people. But I guess I find the real humanity, kindness and proximity in people here, too, may be a little more than anywhere else. Even though I have been here only for two years It was enough to build a strong propinquity between my new country and me. I am assigned to write this in a day which struck me with sympathy and despair just a year ago. I feel it, I feel it, I feel it from the bottom of my heart. I try to feel the way they felt when the plane flew through them. I try to feel the way they felt when they jumped out ot hundredth floor 'not to commit suicide but to survive.' I guess being out of the tragedy made me stronger, Inspired me to commit myself for the society. Being me, it will not be at least a devil of humanity, But it will be At least a decent citizen who will try to benefit the world. You, the criminal of society, can't hide yourself forever. World is not a game but our one and only planet to live. You can't win. I know you don't beleive me; But it's true! I guess I shouldn't consider you a human- Although you are a father of a son, have thousands of followers throughout the world- And are somewhat more powerful. THIS is my beginning of war against you. ...September 11, 2002. (writing style: imitation of Pound) [by...who else?] Post your thought or jokes or whatever you feel like cracking! 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