Month: August 2008

The golden hair covering her left eye,
and moves to the exhaling breath,
Looked through the vale of her blowing kisses,
holding on to the fake pearl necklace,
Touching her naked body all over,
Dancing to the tunes someone else wrote,
Falling into a fate she never hoped,
Intoxication from whiskey dissolved,
Into her eyes filled with lust,
Invitation to share that lust,
And passions that runs through nerves,
And to her from the depths of my heart I asked,
“Can I have a little innocence of yours, if any remains in you?”

The wind blew and the green branches danced,
Like a ballerina when tunes of summer birds filled,
And through the lake banks I walked and walked,
Mind in meditation calmed and sun far away faded,
How long can one walk as a reality like a curse follows,
And to the wind with a tone of aggression I asked,
“Why you come back again and again to leave,
Once more, leaving mind in pain?”

The whole nature paused as if facing a stupid question,
The water calmed, the wind left, the birds fast asleep,
Then from the depth of my soul conscience took a feeling,
And asked me with a tone of sadness,
“Why did you left someone you love so much,
And through wrong paths walk,
And in anger blames everything else but you?”

MandySoong, 19, makes sushi in the display window of a shopping centre whilewearing only her lingerie in Singapore August 29, 2008. Soong hadpromised that if she won a Girl Next Door competition in a local men’smagazine, she would strip down to her lingerie and prepare sushi in ashop window in Singapore’s Orchard Road shopping district.REUTERS/Vivek Prakash

Boxingpromoter Don King (C) stands behind Russian heavyweight boxer NikolaiValuev (L) and his challenger John Ruiz of the U.S. during the officialweigh-in in Berlin August 29, 2008. Valuev will face Ruiz for the WBAheavyweight boxing title fight in Berlin on August 29, 2008. REUTERS/Fabrizio Bensch
 

SouthAfrican actress Charlize Theron arrives for the red carpet at theVenice Film Festival August 29, 2008. The Burning Plain movie byMexican director Guillermo Arriaga is shown in the competition at theVenice Film Festival. REUTERS/Max Rossi
 

AMuslim boy holds a placard during a peace rally in front of a mosque inTaguig city, south of Manila August 29, 2008. The Philippine militaryhas asked the government to quickly replenish ammunition stockpiles assupplies were running low after nearly two weeks of fighting withMuslim rebels, according to documents seen by Reuters on Friday.  REUTERS/Romeo Ranoco

Schoolchildren attend a prayer meeting to pay tributes to the victims of therecent clashes between Hindus and Christians in Orissa, in the northernIndian city of Shimla August 29, 2008. Hindu mobs ransacked a churchand clashed with Christian villagers in eastern India on Thursday,police said, as Italy said it would summon India’s ambassador to demand”incisive action” to prevent more attacks. Indian authorities havestruggled to control spiralling religious violence in the eastern stateof Orissa. REUTERS/Anil Dayal
 

When I am watching the USbasketball team receive their gold, I know one thing, this Olympics is over.The closing ceremony starts in another three hours. The wonderful music theyplay during the medal ceremony touches deep. After knowing what Olympics is formore than 32 years of my 39 years on Earth I know it is one of the mostwonderful things humanity ever done to bring people together. From a veryyounger age I never believed in national boundaries and the Olympic movement isone phenomenon that unites us in competition and leaves those who compete notas champions and losers but as who they truly are, humans.

 There were manymemories in the last two and half weeks. Michael Phelps making history, NastiaLuikin showing how to show poetry through gymnastics, Jamaican sprintersshowing how much a human body can be stretched to achieve the ultimate speed. Ican list a whole lot of things more taking pages and pages of things youalready know. But I am not going to do that as like in every games I watched,heard and read about I am little emotionally overwhelmed and my sincere thanksgoes to all those who left a mark with winning smiles, tears of pain andshowing everyone we are one.

  Now I need a lot oftime to really recuperate as I slept very little in the last two and a halfweeks. Chinadid a remarkable job in organizing these games in the most spectacular manner. Onecan always say pollution, under aged athletes and political propaganda. Stillhats off to them for the great job they did in organizing and being part of thenew world from within the Forbidden City.

  The United States Olympic committee has got a handfulnow as we leave with many disappointments. But one should understand we didbetter than the last Olympics in the number of medals we got and equaled theGold count. I hope there are people who are going to go back to the drawingboard and start over to be an Olympic champion and we sure will be back on top.As for the Gold count we will be back on top but for the time being we have tolive with the bitterness of giving the bragging rights to China for winningmore Gold, yes, they got all our gold, well, when I am about to go to bed thisthought came to mind, China taking all our gold? Isn’t that a social realitytoo?

Here is the wonderful”Molihua” (Jasmine Flower) Olympic Medal Presentation Music Enjoy

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Just you decide ….

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I am no conservative and not an extreme liberal. Still I want to see someone other than a conservative in the White House. Because I want to see if that guy is going to show the flag in the right way to the struggling middle class people in America.

Elephants…. Doing it.. oooh

Harry Potter And The Half Blood Prince-Trailer.

The glitter from eyes long lost,
Darkness, through blank thoughts danced,
Pain of unknown origin whipped again and again,
The castles built way above than one can see,
All fell apart into the invisible life.

Choices made they bound life like,
A string filled with thorns tight,
Everywhere when to escape tried,
Only more pain came from those unruly monsters,
Who bound and bound a life into shattered mirrors.

Every bit of that mirror reflected,
Every moment spend in consciousness,
Behind it all in clarity can be seen,
The fire of love decorating every moment lived,
Some ended in fire consumed,
Some stayed when fire put out.

Those remained outnumbered those lost,
But when grounded to dust by the binding string,
It itself left an image with wreath of fire ornamented,
For the stupid to laugh once more in mockery of life.

Michael Learns To Rock – Breaking My Heart

For people who know me very well they know that the main site of mine is LonelyPoet.Com. Now for couple of years I tried to keep this as the main site. I tried to divide sites with poems there and blog here, later I tried to merge it all into this site. Leaving the other site. There was a time when I left xanga for a reason and spent my time only in that site. I came back understanding nothing matters anymore. The problem with LonelyPoet.Com was I built the website with Invision Power Board software so it was an interactive site. That became a problem there as people started fighting and every other day I have to warn people or ban their IP and later it became filled with spammers and porn site advertisers. Now I moved the site to WordPress and don’t allow any comments there, which brought some peace of mind to me. This site also is going to be that way. Those who want to read my works can read it either in LonelyPoet.Com or in Xanga PoetryBox. To all the people who commented on this site understand, my decision is not based on any of your actions and please please please don’t take it personal. The last time I tried to make this a read only site, someone did the same. Couple of others blocked me, some parents emailed me saying their kids are good kids and all. Don’t do anything. Its just that I am trying a different way to reach out to you.
Alright. I will visit your sites and leave comments nothing changes in that way okay.