Wednesday, September 22, 2010

vanity, procrastination, lazy


Those are the three words a friend recently chose when asked for three words that best describe me- I don't disagree. lol.

I don't know if this is true for all bloggers, but I find it very true to my case. I am a constant procrastinator of the severest kind, and will almost always keep putting away stuff til the very last minute. when I finally get round to getting started with a new blog post, I always find it weird that i have so much to say coz i've put if off for so long. i always put off so many things as 'insignificant' or 'uninteresting' or even when I do think they are, i keep putting them off, hoping to find the right words with which to capture them. Then finally, when chance will have me, i look back to suddenly find that so much has happened, and life in itself seems to have flown by rather quickly- the laugh of a child, the hug from a friend and how peaceful your lover looks when they are asleep (yes, i stare at you even when your are sleeping, lol). i now have waaay to much to write and even more to get round to doing, but I've spared a few mins to post a poem I jus finished very recently.


 

HOUSE ARREST- Laone van Vuuren


 

The instructions were quite simple-

Stand firm.

Speak with conviction.

Laugh foolishly.

Love recklessly.


 

Now fear has constricted you,

Has you within its bounds


 

In fear to overstep boundaries, you have imprisoned yourself

Fearing to express yourself, you've been misunderstood

Not wanting to come on too strongly, you've misrepresented yourself

Now you are discriminated against, misconceived

Everything you say is misconstrued lost in translation…

Always either five steps too fast or several more behind


 

Fear has imprisoned your mind, stolen whatever resembled confidence

and now doubt has you captive.


 

Your passion is gone.


 

Where the fire that warmed your heart burned, even the ashes have flown away.

You pace across the room, biting your nails and ask, "do you think he'll be back?"

and the dark sky looks back at you in silence.


 

2 comments:

  1. hmmmmm!
    this friend of your would not happen to be Shakespeare??

    He was lazy fuck, who thought of procrastination (just take a look at Hamlet)

    and since all that art (and arty people) do is celebrate what is through recreating it...... you got the vanity shoved in the pocket as well.


    fear not, at least truth will set you free. (although i cant promise you that)

    :) stop being self centered...... than you will stop being all these.

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  2. if i had but three words to describe you they too would be lost in ashes not because they have burned, faded and worn but because they lit a bright fire. A fire in which friendship was born. xx happy bday.

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