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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

hello... haven't blogged for a long time. haha... am sorry but i think this is going to be really random. haha... supposed to be mugging like everyone else for blocks. will be mugging... soon. haha. just want to post first =P hehehe... lalala. i'm sure it's not too difficult to identify me. haha. definitely NOT qinyang. haha... whoops. haha.

mmmn... want to share a pretty little poem i read. haha. think it's more applicable for girls though.

The Fringed Gentian

Lift up, thy dewy fringed eyes,
Oh, little Alpine flower,
The tear that trembling on them lies
Has sympathetic power
To move my own, for I, too, dream
With thee of distant heights
Whose lofty peaks are all agleam
With rosy dazzling lights.

Who dreams of wider spheres revealed
Up higher near the sky
Within the valley's narrow field
Cannot contented lie.
Who longs for mountain breezes rare
Is restless down below
Like me for stronger purer air
Thou pinest, too, I know.

Where aspirations, hopes, desires
Combining fondly dwell,
Where burn the never-dying flowers
Of Genius' wondrous spell.
Such towering summits would I reach
Who climb and grope in vain,
Oh, little flower, the secret teach
The weary way make plain.

When whisper blossom in thy sleep
How I may upward climb
The Alpine path, so hard, so steep
That leads to heights sublime.
How I may reach that far-off goal
Of true and honoured fame
And write upon its shining scroll
A woman's humble name.

hope i'm not boring you though... but as i said... this is going to be a very random entry. sigh. lalala. haha... today was a bad day cos certain dreams were shattered today... haha. but do hope it was a good one for all of you. yup ^_^ sigh. as i write myself out, i think of the horrid bts. haha. meaning when i finish... gtg and study. sigh. undesirable, but necessary. haha... good luck to my dears out there. hope things are fine. haha... wanna share another poem. this one is short but really sad. but has this flavour. haha... oh well... goodbye holidays and hello study break. haha.

love, mel


Grey Rocks, and Greyer Sea


Grey rocks, and greyer sea,
And surf along the shore --
And in my heart a name
My lips shall speak no more.

The high and lonely hills
Endure the darkening year --
And in my heart endure
A memory and a tear.

Across the tide a sail
That tosses, and is gone --
And in my heart the kiss
That longing dreams upon.

Grey rocks, and greyer sea,
And surf along the shore --
And in my heart the face
That I shall see no more.

Charles G. D. Roberts




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