Parody

The more we know, the more we don't know.
We want to be immortal, but pleasures we seek are transient.
To live, die in living, but donate your organs when you really die.

Everything rewinds

...but where exactly is the rewind button?
In the belly of a whale, called Pinocchio.

To October

An unexpected happening
A beautiful event
A rainy cold evening
A family reunion
and a blue sky
above...

Halloween

I am going to be me,
Mu ha ha ha ha ha !

The honorable lady

She lost herself
In the precise language
She won everyone
By the precise language
She chose to live her life
For the precise language
And that's all that matters?

Resolution

We all fall down in the end of all stories
Because life is a transaction
slower than a kiss but faster-
than
.
.
.
...time.

Vanilla Beans

Inhale the intoxicating aroma of wild Madagascar vanilla beans and a smooth black tea leaves blending brewed for four minutes and stop making stories.

To the gods of computer

Please make my virus go away.
I promise to be a good girl in return.

To the god of schedule

I am excited for tomorrow.

To the gods of focus

Please let me focus.

Trapezoid

I can argue. I can swear. I can fight.
I can lose when you lose.
I can not win unless you win.

Triangle

Remaining the same through change is more important than change through the same-ness.

Square

Self commitment is more important than commitment to another.

Circle

Self help is more important than helping another.

Forest Date

I was exhausted today. The few hours I slept last night was on the uncomfortable chair. I finally finished the assignment and took off early to take a bit of nap before 7pm. The sleep felt so good. I woke up by the rings of the phone which I didn't answer because it was already 7:05pm! It's so strange when someone else who has no idea what's happening at 7pm calls you up for no particular reason on their side but serves as a great help on a plane they wouldn't know on my side. Anyways, I wore my white warm coat, lit up a cigarette, and head out of house. No one was home, I guess they had left when I was sleeping. I apologized for being 10minutes late. I hope you forgave me alright because I didn't hear an answer. The strong smell of the cigarette and the bitter after taste brought my senses fully back. Walking journey to the forest was pleasant in the bearable coldness, below the grey sky, and above the fresh decolouring fall leaves. I held his hands in my pocket and walked. It was specially quiet and if it wasn't for the warm hands, I would have felt all alone. You slowed down the walk, and I suddenly realized how fast I was going. I like slow walks better as well, on days like this, but I never told you that, as if you already knew. A few droplets of tears formed in the corner of my eyes, making the front road blurry. I thought the tears can not be of sadness, they are of there because of presence, here, with you. Why are we here? What happened? What brought us here? Was it a child play? I feel the presence though, and it is breath-taking. Thanks for holding my hands. I smiled and you smiled, and I felt assured. We walked in silence on the beautiful road towards the forest. I suddenly thought of him. Maybe you read my mind, because you noticed it, and asked me what I was thinking of. I stared into his eyes in my heart, and graciously smiled by saying thank you. Do you feel offended? No, you said, as long as you tell me everything. I then held your hands stronger and said to myself, enough of this memory game, be here, and I was. I was fully there with you after. I asked you to look at the trees instead of me. They were just as pretty, if not prettier. In silence, we got to the forest. It was dark and there was no one there. I was scared to stay too long. I hugged you and listened to your heart beat. Beautiful. breath-takingly beautiful. Thanks for being here with me. Above our heads, there was a tree, yellowing in the face of season, except a few of the red leaves. I picked one to bring back home. You will get it soon. On the way back, I saw Bobby, this white little cute dog. I said hi to him and he panted back in extreme excitement, for seeing a familiar face, who knows his name. He kept jumping up and down on my legs, and not go with his owner. We played until he was tired and I left. On my way back, I thought of tomorrow and the remaining tasks. My mind was not the same as before. I am now calm and sleepy. I thank you for your time and presence. Kisses.

tri - logy

When the wind blows the rain away
on a cloudy day,
the focus of my balance slips on the shifting sands.

Does

The quality of questions
Determine
The quality of life

It is crucial that I write right now

I can't write right right now
when words are behind the clouds
of my intoxicated mind
and my tongue is burried
six feet under the soaked ground
where worms dip deeper than time
I shall write right
when my eyes turn clear
to bask in the warming sun

?

?

!

!

It was mom on the phone

This
This
This
and only this
is my
scariest
nightmare
A fear feared all my life
Reason why I want to be strong

Eye hosting

Sleep knocks
Behind the shadow of my dreams
When I open the old wooden doors
It tip-toes back to the other side of the full moon.

I am not sarcastic but...

Funny how not sarcastic I can be!

I am not arrogant but...

Funny how arrogant I can be!

I am not short but...

Funny how everyone is taller than me!

I am not old but...

Funny how students get younger
As I spend more time learning!

Green living

With great pleasure,
I declare
to have wasted a vote.
Thank you ladies,
and gentlemen,
I have inherited the genes for ruining
Destroying proteins run naturally
in my blood.
Rebel without a cause,
Cause without a rebel.

Ever talked by being mute?

-

-

What is the matter?

Gratitude

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mj_xKA5C2vU

Ginger twist

A harmonious mix of lemongrass, tropical fruits and mint fueled with a touch of ginger and ginseng. A lush and magical infusion brewed for five minutes.

In my fragmented mind

I vote against democracy!

Pathology of a failure

Interesting.
Very interesting.
Except for the stares of that ugly guy, I am deliberately not being nice.
________________________
You know what the pathology of a failure is? love-hate duality. Find a balance. How many times should I tell you that?
_______________________
I reflected again. Full balance is possible as long as you live in a den and don't come out of it.
Is that what you say to convince yourself of some things and not others?
No, it's something that happens in my mind sometimes when I practice democracy.
I wanted you to hear.
Who, me?
No, silly.
I am happy now. The little things that make me happy!
I also crack myself up.
_______________________
Okay, I am out. Need to get a life.

Silence of song birds

They are under the breath-taking pressure of extinction. Birds are not only in the sky, they are graciously mentioned in culture, literature, poems, and other works of art. They have inspired technologists and engineers as models. Crucial for habitat maintenance, huge burden on their shoulders for food chain. Why extinction? Insecticides, pesticides, agriculture intensification, habitat loss. The concern isn't for birds, but humans just as equally. Isn't it time we cared more for the environment and were less disillusioned for believing in unlimited resources? Let's go Green.

[I am not getting paid by their party. As a matter of fact, I may lose my car because of carbon tax, but let it be.]

see>saw<

i am living a life lacking self-stability for i am not the center of the universe, but instead tilted to a region that describes who i am. fortunately the world is a teeter toter and for a split second, self-stability is a possibility.

Rainforest Mate

Soaking up the intoxicating sensations of the Amazon rainforest in a lush mate of fruit and spice brewed for five minutes. Mate is a south American herb treasured by generations for its tonic effect.

The nobel protein

Shimomura touching my life.
Side-product of a research as the discovery and turning point of a century.
I wouldn't have my first paper the way it is, if it wasn't for him.
*Due respect*

Bombay chai

A melange of spicy notes conjuring the steamy, aromatic, delights of an Indian street market. Black tea leaves with subtle hinge of orange, cinnamon, cardamom, pepper, and clove brewed for four minutes.

To someone who doesn't read me

I lived through life following my heart I recognized your stability because my heart had none you recognized my instability you took back your life I saw you take off with life my heart then took off here is to you now someone who doesn't read me

Ha-ha-ha

deserted

If you didn't have your




past




to help you remember what you did when you were where you were
would you







recognize




yourself?

I am a stranger

I have never changed my perfume, because I am afraid of..




.losing myself.

Recognition

Memories
are the



most mysterious
entities.

One day

If I stop walking
-one day-






Would you recognize me like you did before?

To Israel

No one
-with little exaggeration-
passes planet earth
without hearing a Beatles song.
Get some McCartney
As opposed to life.

When sweetness leaves me

I want to eat all the chocolate in the world.

Falling sky in fall is falling

smell of fresh drying leaves
dressed up for my salad
giving into the green grass
red orange juice of their lives
filled time with -beauty knows no limits-
smell of dried fresh leaves.

If and only if

Blindness is seeing
then and only then
Seeing is blindness

When I am blue

When I am blue
Sky's not blue
The moon is painted
-Blue-
When I am the moon
I wish to be the sun
So if I decided not to shine
I couldn't

Sun

Give me the truth
I will die for it

The Blues hit

I am the moon.

When Noush drank

She hung over the cliff edge,
Unintelligibly over the unbridgeable abyss-
Of nightmares.

eyes of glass

nihilistic seducers
are words-
every letter a king
for gods-
who kill flies
for sport.

Sacrilegious

Butterflies get sacrificed
For the sake of art
Because humans are too real
To be sacrificed.

Manual

If I am sometimes intractable
It doesn't mean that I am not tractable.

If I am sometimes silent
It doesn't mean that I am not talkative.

If I am sometimes nosy
It doesn't mean that I care.

If I am sometimes unemotional
It doesn't mean that I have no heart.

If you push the red botton
I will push the purple botton.

If you pass the green light
I will stop and ask why.

Beep. BEEP. beep.

No more "I love you's"

I want you to want to
-clean the toilette
-wash the dishes
-clean and cook
-while you vacuum

King Lear

Sleepless
In
Seattle
But
Sleepy
In
Theatre

October is here

I would have never realized
If it wasn't for October
Is here.

Thinking of a title to do justice

Ecstasy doesn't fit in my left ventricle
The right side is too weak to hold antiparticle
I try to wrap my head around the incommunicable
With the soft tissue of my tendons accessible
The spongy bone gets in the way of untouchable
Then you are left with a religion unwarrantable

Love it?

When you can blame
Things on fate
To accommodate
Before they agglomerate
To dissociate?

Eyes Wild Open

Coincidences pop
In a shockwave
Like a pan of corn seeds
In a microwave