Thursday, January 31, 2008

Silence spoke to me

Came today this friend of mine
Enough to make my morning bright
Expressed some thoughts of life
lighted the shafts that scour my drowse
Eager to sit and talk some more
Nudged mysteriously by want to befriend
Elapsed my time to leave to class

Sunday, January 27, 2008

A time for us

A time for us, some day there'll be
When chains are torn by courage born of a love that's free
A time when dreams so long denied can flourish
As we unveil the love we now must hide

A time for us, at last to see
A life worthwhile for you and me

And with our love, through tears and thorns
We will endure as we pass surely through every storm
A time for us, some day there'll be a new world
A world of shining hope for you and me

-1968 Romeo and Juliet Movie soundtrack

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Poison and the happy dagger

Indeed, there was no story of more woe
than two souls destined for love to unite
for it is not by sin that they love so
On Capulet ball of blessed night
to smooth a rough touch with a gentle kiss
so young a love that defied forbidden
the two may not anticipated this
the balcony saw them in the garden
Love so pure made parting a sweet sorrow
by blood is a dispute bitter than gall
so short a time that they in love borrow
the two hearts that was divided by wall
there was no story of more woe, i Sighed
I cant believe from this sins, both you've died

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Romeo and Juliet (1968)


Director:Franco Zeffirelli

Writers:Franco Brusati (screenplay)Masolino D'Amico (screenplay)

Release Date:8 October 1968 (USA)
Genre:Drama / Romance

Plot Outline:When the now famous "star crossed lovers" of two enemy families meet,forbidden love ensues.

Won 2 Oscars. Another 13 wins & 13 nominations


as far as im concern, the interests in Shakespeare literary works and influences is building on me each and every time i take this journey called life! I've never really appreciated him ,William, in the course of my life until now. I've waxed all ambiguity in me since the day i stepped in the portals of our library and watched the movie i underestimated, and stepped out of the library with the weirdest of all feelings nature ever wielded. the total satisfaction, the sympathy, the appreciation that beget realization of the truth. that love really is the thing that make the world a better place to live in. truly as i made those painful strides, i cannot erase the fact that i cried. not visible to my tears, but its the tears that hurts most, its in the inside! its what i call Shakespeare's masterpiece! Romeo And Juliet...

this is a movie that spoke to youth, this is an investment to young peoples education. its a must see, and as i am writing this blog now. you can see that ive been influenced by it greatly, so much that i longed to know more Shakespeare, and i would like to venture into the realm of poetry, i long not to be known, but to express the life i had taken. and as my poems say it. as long as you read it. this is really the mirror image of me. and this masterpiece here speaks the most of it. i want to consider this film one of the greatest film i ever saw, thanks to the generosity of our teacher who showed it to us, i loved the movie. its like real. the director did a brilliant job. for an Italian to do a sublime English work. and as for the actors, i say they are recorded here, here in my mind. because i know a great actor when i saw one. im not out of words right now. but never did i saw a story with such woe, that defied the power of wear and tear of time!

Saturday, January 19, 2008

The Odyssey (1997)


iwas really trully amazed of the movie, much more of a fuel to my interests in greek mythology. the movie is nice, as i can see. good special effects in its time of release worthy of an award. the actors are well picked and the storyline is nothing but a genius work. it feels like im in the movie sharing the adventures of him, though i fing a hard time speeling out the name of the king of Ithaca, but it surely is a great movie.

This lavish small-screen adaptation of Homer's ancient epic--replete with exotic Maltese and Turkish locations, state-of-the-art special effects, and many bronzed muscles gleaming with sweat--chronicles the voyage home of a Trojan hero, Odysseus King of Ithaca, and includes many more scenes of his faithful, beautiful wife Penelope dodging leering suitors at home than Homer ever composed!

The movie follows the ancient Greek names, thus it is irrelevant to use the Roman name Ulysses. Generally, it was poorly written. Homer's classic epic poem about the hero, Odysseus, and his travels home after the infamous ten year battle of Troy, is brought to the silver screen. The gods seize the opportunity to make Odysseus and his crew the pawns in their games; forcing Odysseus to take unbelievable detours that add years to his journey home. These detours throw him into conflict with great mythological creatures like Circe, the Cyclops, and Poseidon, and ultimately bring him into Hades itself. Meanwhile, Odysseus' wife, Penelope, worries that her husband is dead and is forced to fight off suitors who want to claim his kingdom. Through all of this Odysseus must keep faith and fight to find his way back home, with only the aid of the goddess Athena.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Ozymandias (Shelley-1818)


I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.[1]

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Lifeless day on vanity's cradle

Lifeless day on vanity's cradle

What the hell has happned to me this days
as if i was on another body
in a very lost alienated place
like the mornings in the rural foggy
i can see a tapestry of unclear
reality induced my solitude
majestic as the father sun could sear
my fat enshrouded temple in postlude
i cannot help but se the rupturing
of my weekly allowance foolishly
as i continue this indecent things
to be in the end so patheticly
indulged in this world full of vanity
wish me luck, as i take my destiny

Monday, January 14, 2008

Slaughterees have dreams

Slaughterees have dreams

being brought up in this oblate spheroid
by an uncognitive act of coitus
its not surprising why people avoid
they who are grown on inch deep humus
crushed by pressure below the pyramid
the tomato eaters as Vincent viewed
better are the pigs, regularly fed
but alike they are when socially screwed
resentment and mockery is slaughter
a Friday requiem for the multitude
the fascist racist is on his laughter
while the pigs suffer the decrepitude
of so long a time like the grains sand
until the oppression will have to end



A spartan breed manifested on him
with arms of steel and legs of obsidian
enabled him to be one of crops cream
has determination for the mission
to topple down the mean adversaries
to gain honor and glory for the good
for the crowd in his shoulder he carries
the supremacy of the spartan brood
a trickled sweat, envokes a mighty blow
brute power and the scourging sun combined
to live or to be damned is all he know
all of these because of a contract signed
learns to struggle for he serves a purpose
but only a man, an atletikus!

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Orchids of Apocalypse

Orchids of Apocalypse

A sight that would make piaget vomit
slums filled with maggots feeding on humus
the toilet bowl who eats the aborted
the abnormality of the emos
the hands become sore of cellular phones
been searching for the hands that build our lands
lost theyve been in the lake of fire that owned
millions of gangrened hearts; lucifers band
glutonous acts is now a common trend
to slaugther a neighbor is a hobby
the neighborhoods grim monster is a friend
to break one's hymen; a neccesity
bow and hail the six numbered name; the beast
for God is not with us today priest

Psyches' laughter

Psyches' laughter

one can see right through her eyes; innoscence
a body so ripe; the gods fantsize
she lies naked in a cloud soft mattress
an unexpected visitor enticed
circling the bed, folding the angel wing
arrowed his own heart; a blindfolded face
arroused by his own love, he crawls to fling
wrapped her in his arms, in a warm embrace
psyche replied the language of gesture
she felt his lips slipping through hers'
as they eat each other, a love venture
insatiably hungry, they made their first
for even gods fall on mortals below
all are equal on loves shimmerng glow

Monday, January 7, 2008

Home Run

Home Run

The trees grew fast and so are the people
so long a time since i last visited
the melting pot of my soul is special
my pillar and the light reunited
i thank the holidays that brought me here
the winds of time reshaped my neighborhood
my childhood buddies coke turned into beer
some of them had an early fatherhood
once our lone cat had multiplied to four
never did the grass surrendered to me
and the rusted gates wither to the core
these changes are true and pleasant to see
for it is not everyday i come here
its good to see again, my people dear