--v--<@ A flower that grows despite cement holes @>--v--
to see the world
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
a little girl peeps out of her little window in a tiny house of a faraway estate in a small town where few people reside and life is laid back
she wonders at the world beyond her the sky big and wide blue and dark changes colour changes mood ever so fascinating
the wind that travels for miles kisses her face with the smell of city glamour temptations vibrancy worldliness lust
the world outside is too complicated says mom stay here it's safe when you grow up get a man and tend to the farm the house the family like we all do
girl ponders at the world beyond the yonder what will she become? how will she live her life?
questions swarm the little mind answers are the same
the world outside is too complicated it's safe here
but still the little heart yearns to taste the bitterness to enjoy the sweet the saddness to enjoy the happiness the anger to enjoy calmness
and so she steps forth out of the door carrying with her a lovely pink bag embroided with flowers she travels the world like all others that are hungry to taste
at times she wish she never step out of the door she curses at her ill fate, sometimes praises lord for her blessing she becomes cynical from bitterness, but also gains love from others
it was a journey never to return
and even when she returns it will still be the same house same room same window same bag but threads of the embroided flowers are gone and the girl behind the window has become a woman Flower from concrete jungle _ b l o g g e d _ @ 12:48 AM |
Renee Chua A flower that refuses to let the cement close in on her... she fights her way through to fight for her rights to sunshine and rain...yet never lose her beauty to the weather...
Likes: Humanity
Jazz, new age, alternative, acid jazz, soft rock music
Watch and read a good play
Direct and act in a few excellent plays
Photography
Designing
A good hearty laugh
Dislikes: Snobs and bitches (same category)
Those who just wanna make life difficult for others
Drivers who can't make up their mind which lane to drive on
The self contradicting systems in my country
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to see the world
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
a little girl peeps out of her little window in a tiny house of a faraway estate in a small town where few people reside and life is laid back
she wonders at the world beyond her the sky big and wide blue and dark changes colour changes mood ever so fascinating
the wind that travels for miles kisses her face with the smell of city glamour temptations vibrancy worldliness lust
the world outside is too complicated says mom stay here it's safe when you grow up get a man and tend to the farm the house the family like we all do
girl ponders at the world beyond the yonder what will she become? how will she live her life?
questions swarm the little mind answers are the same
the world outside is too complicated it's safe here
but still the little heart yearns to taste the bitterness to enjoy the sweet the saddness to enjoy the happiness the anger to enjoy calmness
and so she steps forth out of the door carrying with her a lovely pink bag embroided with flowers she travels the world like all others that are hungry to taste
at times she wish she never step out of the door she curses at her ill fate, sometimes praises lord for her blessing she becomes cynical from bitterness, but also gains love from others
it was a journey never to return
and even when she returns it will still be the same house same room same window same bag but threads of the embroided flowers are gone and the girl behind the window has become a woman Y o u r N a m e _ b l o g g e d _ @ 12:48 AM |
