Sweet Intoxication of Brandy.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Sad poet @ 8:46 PM

Been almost a month since i last wrote something. Actually, I do not know how to start this entry but i am feeling down so might as well do some blogging, since that is my usual practice anyway.

I was really busy for the past few weeks. Busy with JCRC stuff as well as homework. I just did round island supper, find members for the new JCRC committee, try to request for an addition post in JCRC, do rallying, helped in inter wing games, did presentations, and the many assignments. I am beated, tired and demoralized. But i can't blame anyone but myself, as i chose to run for JCRC, i chose my modules (some). I chose to make all the wrong choices that people will not appreciate. Or maybe because it is me, thats why it is unappreciated.

Was talking to my friend few days ago and he was commenting that i should perhaps compile the poems i compose into a book. I thought of that before, but i do not possess that kind of perserverance to accomplish that feat. Not to mention i only write poems when i am sad so it will be a foolish thing to actually write down all poems that i wrote and be reminded of sad incidents. But i do confess that i really like some of the poems i wrote. Like the one below. i kind of like it.

So if i start getting poetic or you see poems on my msn nick, it means that i am unhappy. But i guess nobody cares how i feel anyway. Screw brandon. wahaha..

In your eyes i see a nonchalant cold,
trying to drag n drown me into the abyss below.
Every single word n hold,
break n crush me like a mere clay mould.
Say it in caps and bold..
Brush aside my hapless soul...

Nobody

Name: Brandon

A broken bottle of liqueur,
Empty and stale without a single ripple.
Brewed in the forgotten year of 1984,
A spirit that none will tip to pour.
Lock up in a cold cellar of no summer or fall,
Maybe it has no right to ask for any more.
Will you buy it and bring it out to thaw,
Give it some warm or amore