Sunday, October 17, 2004

[Poetry] Emptiness

A quiet hollow space,
A lonesome gloomy place;
Where darkness is prevalent.
Stormy seas of the mind,
Turbulent emotions of the heart;
In solitude it grows.
Black and grey,
On the brink of sanity;
The world becomes.
A cold and lonely place,
A bleak and eerie space;
Hope for life is lost.
Howling echoes of sorrow,
Unfulfilled longings of the heart;
A life devoid of passion and of soul.

Saturday, October 9, 2004

[Essay] Our Greatest Wealth

We are born with two eyes in front because we must not always look behind, but see what lies ahead beyond ourselves.

We are born to have two ears - one left, one right so we can hear both sides, collect both compliments and criticisms, to see which are right.

We are born with a brain concealed in a skull then no matter how poor we are, we are still rich, for no one can steal what our brain contains, packing in more jewels and rings than you can think.

We are born with two eyes, two ears, but one mouth for the mouth is a sharp weapon, it can hurt, flirt, and kill. Remember our motto: talk less, listen and see more.

We are born with only one heart, deep in our ribs, it reminds us to appreciate and give love from deep within.