Monday, November 15, 2004
The Calender's getting thinner. Another day. Snapped a couple of photos. Some arty ones. S'been developed already. Looks kinda cool... heh.. anyhoo... It's real quiet around here, you know.. Being Hari Raya and everything. yeah. Selamat Hari Raya everyone. even you.
An idle pen lays on the parchment, dreaming of the days it used to write on, It's hollow defeat, its kudos now burnt, Mourns his use with his ink all gone.
and so the poet, with his quill ever sharp , seduces the paper, with words like the harp,
Cashvin. 11/15/2004 06:59:00 PM
my comatose
its far too much for me.
scream.CashvinChristopher
20's not all that bad : finds solitude in the guitar. singing my lungs out. senseless expressive poetry. making a fool of myself. :)