Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts

Monday, February 20, 2012

MR: War Horse

            
          I finally got the chance to watch WAR HORSE, a movie about a horse's
journey (yes, you're reading it right!) through WWI after being seperated from
his loving owner.

        Not spoiling anybody's story but let's say I was really satisfied with it. I
love how war is dehumanising both sides and how the horses are
the ones with humanity in this movie.

      But I shall spoil on my favourite part of the entire movie:
There is this one part when Joey, the horse, is caught amongst the barbed wires
painfully in No Man's Land and, one of the British soldiers, Colin, (God bless him) 
weaves a white flag and approaches Joey, with the intention of releasing him. How 
surprised he is to find that there's also another German soldier named Peter 
coming to release the horse with a wire cutter (Who said all Germans are evil?)
It was a powerful and moving scene, when you see these two soldiers, when they 
have found their similarity (helping the horse) are very chummy and nice to each 
other and they part as friends, not enemies, and pray for each other's safety!!

This scene all too well reminded me of Thomas Hardy's moving poem,
The Man He Killed..


So, what are you waiting for? Go and watch it!

Monday, April 25, 2011

In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes

Original Text

In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But ’tis my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote.
Nor are mine ears with thy tongue’s tune delighted,
Nor tender feeling to base touches prone,
Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
To any sensual feast with thee alone.
But my five wits, nor my five senses, can
Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,
Who leaves unswayed the likeness of a man,
Thy proud heart’s slave and vassal wretch to be.
  Only my plague thus far I count my gain,
  That she that makes me sin awards me pain
 
Too difficult? How about the Modern Text? Taken from NoFearShakespeare
 
I swear, I don’t love you with my eyes: They notice a thousand flaws in you. Rather, it’s my heart that loves what my eyes despise; despite what you look like, my heart dotes on you. Nor are my ears delighted by the sound of your voice. Nor do I want to abuse my delicate sense of touch by groping you. Nor do my sense of taste or smell want to be invited to any feast of the senses in which you’re the main course. But neither my brain nor my five senses can dissuade my foolish heart from being your servant. My body stands here like an empty shell with no one to control it, while my heart goes off to be your slave and wretched property. I gain one thing from being plagued with love for this woman: The same woman who’s making me sin rewards me with pain.
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In simple words,
it's not your appearence that I love, but
I love you and only you no matter what you look

<3<3<3


Sunday, October 31, 2010

COLOURS















 COLOUR

When I was born, I was black.
When I grow up, I'm black.
When I'm ill, I'm black.
When I go out in the sun, I'm black.
When I'm cold, I'm black.
When I die, I'm black.

But you -


When you're born, you're pink.

When you grow up, you're white.
When you're ill, you're green.
When you go out in the sun, you go red.
When you're cold, you go blue.
When you die, you're purple.

And you have the nerve to call me coloured?

I love this poem. I came across it in literature class.
I thought it was awesome and so I wanna put it in
here. The poet is witty in using all the colours
to give them back a taste of their own medicine.
Some people claim it was written by Malcolm X, 
and some claim a boy wrote it and the poem actually
won sth from the UN. No matter what, it's a very nice,
intricate and kinda 'in your face' poem LOL
 

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

If I were the rain















moshi watashi ga ame datta nara

sore ga eien ni majiwaru koto no nai

sora to daichi o tsunagitomeru you ni

dareka no kokoro o tsunagi tomeru koto ga dekita darou ka


If I were the rain
could I connect with someone's heart
just as the rain unite
the eternally seperated earth and sky?

Bleach Volume 3

one of my favourite poem from the Bleach manga itself,
even though the character description was for Orihime,
this is most apt for Rukia really. Because Kaien-dono's shikai
release says "suiten sakamake" which means 'uncoil, the sea and sky"
so I guess Rukia is attributing her sadness of losing him
with this poem. Neat. I just love Bleach wohoo ^^

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

From Romeo and Juliet

I have always admired Shakespeare for so many reasons. His works are
incomparable till today. My first acquaintance with him was the sonnet
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day. Since then, his works have
never stopped fascinating me. This excerpt from Romeo and Juliet
for example, is a sonnet, in a form of a conversation between
Romeo and Juliet after meeting each other for the first time.

ROMEO
[To JULIET.]
93 If I profane with my unworthiest hand
94 This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this:
95 My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
96 To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

JULIET
97 Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
98 Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
99 For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
100 And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.

ROMEO
101 Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

JULIET
102 Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

ROMEO
103 O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
104 They pray — grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

JULIET
105 Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.

ROMEO
106 Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.

Should I put 21PL for this post? ;p
Yes, the poem is about Romeo asking Juliet's permission to
kiss her, but I am really amazed with the analogy, as if Juliet
is a shrine, and he is a pilgrim.
Simply amazing and romantic <3<3