And so it ends. Not with a bang but a whimper.
ooh read yixun's poem. Its quite interesting. But depressing. Is sorrow so beautiful...so writeable abt? I guess so. We tend to romanticize our sufferings.
I wish poems were happy for once. A conflicting issue where the concluding outcome is happy. But they're never. They're always either shocking, something really deep and serious, and more often then not depressing. Induces rush of sad-hormones. haha why can't poems be the opposite, and induce rush of happy-hormones (endorphins! =P)!
Maybe cos happiness is trivial, fleeting. Not much to write about there. Its a simple emotion. Sorrow has a million facets, happiness one. Happy situations are for the moment, sad situations for going home and moping.
Anyway enuff crapping abt that.