Monthly Archives: September 2008

another new beginning.

And spent a day au très très romantique Parc de la Tête d’Or.

Do not fear.

New friendships, new attachments, new thoughts.

The promise of dawn

awaits.

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Bonjour Lyon.

Haiku français which I learnt in class today. A beautiful rendition of autumn’s melancholy by Paul Verlaine.

“Les sanglots longs

des violons

de l’automne

Blessent mon coeur

d’une langueur

Monotone

Tout suffocant

et blême, quand

sonne l’heure

Je me souviens

des jours anciens

et je pleure

Et je m’en vais

au vent mauvais

qui m’emporte

deça, delà

pareil à la

feuille morte.”

My year in Lyon begins. Autumn 2008. And so I say, Hello loneliness. Bonjour Tristesse.

Cos

Peace. Away from all. I soak in my freedom. A falling leaf. I am indeed.

Ran ran and ran…to school, to catch the tram, up the stairs to the classroom. I ran against time, alas, in vain. I run so that i will not miss my family and friends. I run so as to stop reminiscing about memories lost. I run, I pant, I am alive.

Yet

the leaf falls

onto the yellow, rustling bed..

dead.

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stop talking to me. i am reading Voltaire.

At fitful moments in our pain-racked life

the hand of pleasure wipes away our tears

but pleasure passes like a fleeting shade

and leaves a legacy of pain and loss

the past for us is but a fond regret

the present grim, unless the future’s clear

If thought must end in darkness of the tomb

all will be well one day—–so runs our hope

All NOW is well, is but an idle dream

The wise deceive me: God alone is right,

With lowly sighing, subject in my pain

I do not fling myself against Providence

Once did i sing, in less lugubrious tone

the sunny ways of pleasure’s genial rule

The times have changed, and, taught by growing age

and sharing of the frailty of mankind

seeking a light amid the deepening gloom

I can but suffer, and will not repine.

—–Poem on the Lisbon Disaster

by Voltaire.

I don’t expect you to like this poem as much as I do, just know that it has a huge impact on me.

Well stop talking to me, cos you will not like what i say.

I do not wanna discuss politics, cos you listen but do not hear me. Shall we talk about Nov 4th election? Cos i really want to tell you i was not convinced by Palin’s speech, who has given Americans many reasons not to vote for Obama but Palin, could you give me ONE reason why one should vote for YOU? Nonetheless i think McCain is gonna win, (oh dear no!) and Barrack what did your 300 advisers have against Hillary? Why Biden? How do you achieve the change you so badly crave for with Biden? You know I am with you, we are anti-war, but reading terrorists their rights?

You might say, this is none of my business. You are probably right.

so stop talking to me.

For I really have nothing to say to you.

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Wait and hope. Someday u will wake up.

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