Oh child, dear child.
Don't think you are the first to suffer so
Confusion is the sanction of an intelligent mind
Didn't anyone tell you
everything can be bought,
except love?
Don't think you are the first to suffer so
Confusion is the sanction of an intelligent mind
Didn't anyone tell you
everything can be bought,
except love?
Now you're all grown up
And they can see you
When you can't see them -
It's no use hiding anymore
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And they can see you
When you can't see them -
It's no use hiding anymore
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Gag me because I say nothing worthwhile
Take me away
'cause if I can't help you
I can't help myself
It hurts to see so much of myself in you.
17 comments:
yes everything except love and happiness .. and ofcourse peace of mind .. there are so many things that money cant buy .. it can only help us with material .. and material isn't everything ..
hmm @ confusion is the sanction of an intelligent mind .. i kinda can't understand this .. can u explain?
Sanction is one of those funny word that has contradictory meanings. It can mean 'allowance' and it can mean 'punishment'. I obviously meant the latter :)
If we start gagging those who have nothing to say... I'm going to open up a gag shop. Then you & I can chat in front of the shop...
What would we talk about, dearest friend?
There's a conspiracy because I haven't been able to comment on your blog. Mutter, mutter, mutter.
First: Happy belated birthday. You can now officially read the naughty blogs without any slack! Wha-hoo! Not that you listened or anything. ;)
Second: Beautiful words, chicky. I was talking to Kate and said "Y'know, I was never this mature at 18. I'm not this mature *cough cough* years later!"
As for gags: I'd like a pretty red one. Silk. Maybe with metallic threaded butterflies. Something girlie and pretty. Ooh, maybe a lipstick pink color. Yeah. Lipstick pink.
Hello Leila.
Someone had this on their Blog and I looked it up...It's by Henrik Ibsen and I thought you might appreciate it...
Money may be the husk of many things, but not the kernel. It brings you food, but not appetite; medicine, but not health; acquaintances, but not friends; servants, but not loyalty; days of joy, but not peace of happiness.
Take care out there, Leila!
Your Pal,
Zambo.
But what is love? It can mean a lot of different things.
I'm so jealous of all your comments-but enough about that-This poem was wonderful-as they all are-I really like the ending. It reminds me of both AA and something I heard at a graveyard the other day. At AA people kept saying how you have to change yourself and you can't change anyone else. I of course disagree-you can change someone else with force-its much harder to change yourself. The person at the graveyard told me that we can pick a path and make some small decisions but God leads us down that path. I kinda disagree with that too cause if we didn't have free will we would all be perfect. Oh well
Jenna- hmmm CONSPIRACY! There's always conspiracies against me...*shifty look over left shoulder*. But thanks :) and as for being mature...let's just say I have my moments!
And as for gags - mine has to be olive green, or jade green. and made out of...? Hmm I dunno...wool? satin? velvet? maybe velvet, velvet's cool...
Zambo - thanks! Ibsen's cool I studied him in school...he wrote "a doll's house" i think. It's such an apt saying though.
Chris - It;s actually strange, I've never been so popular in the blog-world :)
I can safely say that some people you can't change. But then again I've never threatened anyone with death and told them to change OR ELSE! so i guess anything's possible!
about the paths and small decisions - if we think like that we're gonna think all of our decisions are insignificant, aren't we? and that's not true, our choices define us (see previous post) well that's what i think anyways...for what it's worth :)
imemine - i know. that's why i only said love...cause there's lots of things money can't buy, but 'love' is such a versatile word!
Confusion is the sanctuary of an intelligent mind?!?
This, Leila, is a relief to me, now I can tell people that I am indeed one of the smartest people on Earth!If they contradict me I will look at them in a confused manner as proof positive.
The last line is a bitter-sweet moment, awesome!!
leila;
teach me how to write poetry like you.
:)
Ooh. A man's tie. Mmm, Kate. Good call. *stares dreamily at a spot above the computer* Yeah. A tie.
Velvet. Luscious.
I don't know if I'd change myself and how easy it is to change other people. But it's damn easy to change how people will perceive you or how they're perceived.
Thanks Kate! Bow tie or tie tie?? hehe
Rockantzy - hey! long time...
Antoine - if i could write, I would. You only see the contents of the saucer of my over-flowing mind! I just say what I think....but thankyou so much. You know it means a lot to me :)
Jenna - dammit. whoever knew gags could be so erotic? hehe
changing persception and changing is more or less the same thing in most cases, it hink....correct me if i'm wrong!
I don't know, Leila.
I had someone once tell me to change back to how I was in grade one. Grade one!! I was six. Now I realize that it was because I was growing into the *cough* adult I've become now (and am still growing into) and I was stealing that person's power over me. Did I change or just grow? Who knows. I'm not very good at philosophizing when I'm sober. I'm much better with a couple of drinks in me, a fire crackling in the back yard and the stars over my head. Then I get really smart.
And *sighs, stares dreamily over computer* gags/ties...yeah...so damn erotic.
"confusion is the sanction of an intelligent mind."
thank you for completely validating my experience in this life through that statement. i don't feel so dorky anymore.
** Why do I now have this strange compulsive urge to be gagged?...
Jenna - you poor thing. Well, philosophising is as good a reason to get drunk as any, i s'pose!
k - you are welcome :) Nerds UNITE!
Kate - I see!
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