This is another one of my personal posts (becoming frequent now, ight?) so if you're only interested in symbian and apps, don't waste your time and close the window or switch the channel in your RSS reader ;)
Happy Birthday To Meeeeeeeeee
Today is my 22nd year birthday. Getting older (not wiser apparently). So if you won't be able to sleep without getting me a gift, an N95 8Gb would be good, or if you can't afford it, I'll step down to the N81, which btw I won't even express how much I love.
The 3rd Dimension
So by now, you know me, Dotsisx's author as 1 - a tech/symbian addict and 2 - a pharmacy student immersed in the medical field. The 3rd Dimension, or the 3rd aspect of my personality is a poet or well, I don't know if I deserve that calling yet, so I'd say poem writer instead. I am not that much experienced in life to write about many topics, but you'll find an assortment of subjects in my collection. Just today, on my birthday, I reached the 50 poem milestone, apart from the 30 poems I once threw in the garbage (I was 15 and needed to move on) and the series of Funny poems (5 poems) and the A Poem A Day project (48 poems). I don't count them, don't ask me why.
For those of you interested, you can check out my poetry page on PoemHunter here or for an even easier solution, you can download my whole poetry pdf here.
[Be aware, the link for the pdf changes everytime I update my book, so if you will be reading this post in a couple of months time, there'd certainly be another link, you can then check my main page on poemhunter and download the pdf from there]
In Your Eyes
This is the 50th poem, the milestone. It was inspired by Jana, a young female patient I met at the hospital during my internship in the oncology department (aka cancerology). I like it because I've never dealt with such serious topics in my poetry and because I love the girl so much, though I've barely talked to her.
You can say that the poem falls under the "religious" category, I'm a christian but I respect everyone's beliefs so you can just replace Jesus by God, and the Bible by the holy book of your own religion. If you're an atheist, well, don't bother to read.
In your eyes
You've searched for Him through pain,
Through punctures, needles and agony
Through drugs running in an IV or drain,
Through life's laughs of sarcasm and irony.
You've searched for Him in nurses,
In doctors, pharmacists, technical employees
In people's refusal of your personal curses
In the righteousness you failed to seize.
You've searched for Him through despair
Through the loneliness you felt in company
Through the abandonment you couldn't bear
Through destiny's insensitivity and tyranny
You've searched for Him in your mom's face
In the pittiful looks of family and friends
In the idea of death you refused to embrace
In the miracle on which your survival depends.
You've searched for Him through tears
Through joys you missed or never felt
Through deceptions, guilt, silence and fears
Through a soul that died before the body melt
You've searched for Him in the Bible
In stories you read and those you'll never read
In the smile of which your lips weren't capable
In the constant wish of your soul to be freed.
You've searched for Him through time
Through unfulfilled dreams in your heart
Through a body and mind that couldn't chime
Through muscles, bones, hair that fell apart.
You've searched for Him in every place
In whispers around you and unveiled lies,
Didn't it occur to you that by looking at your face
You would've found Jesus in your own eyes?
Happy Birthday To Meeeeeeeeee
Today is my 22nd year birthday. Getting older (not wiser apparently). So if you won't be able to sleep without getting me a gift, an N95 8Gb would be good, or if you can't afford it, I'll step down to the N81, which btw I won't even express how much I love.
The 3rd Dimension
So by now, you know me, Dotsisx's author as 1 - a tech/symbian addict and 2 - a pharmacy student immersed in the medical field. The 3rd Dimension, or the 3rd aspect of my personality is a poet or well, I don't know if I deserve that calling yet, so I'd say poem writer instead. I am not that much experienced in life to write about many topics, but you'll find an assortment of subjects in my collection. Just today, on my birthday, I reached the 50 poem milestone, apart from the 30 poems I once threw in the garbage (I was 15 and needed to move on) and the series of Funny poems (5 poems) and the A Poem A Day project (48 poems). I don't count them, don't ask me why.
For those of you interested, you can check out my poetry page on PoemHunter here or for an even easier solution, you can download my whole poetry pdf here.
[Be aware, the link for the pdf changes everytime I update my book, so if you will be reading this post in a couple of months time, there'd certainly be another link, you can then check my main page on poemhunter and download the pdf from there]
In Your Eyes
This is the 50th poem, the milestone. It was inspired by Jana, a young female patient I met at the hospital during my internship in the oncology department (aka cancerology). I like it because I've never dealt with such serious topics in my poetry and because I love the girl so much, though I've barely talked to her.
You can say that the poem falls under the "religious" category, I'm a christian but I respect everyone's beliefs so you can just replace Jesus by God, and the Bible by the holy book of your own religion. If you're an atheist, well, don't bother to read.
In your eyes
You've searched for Him through pain,
Through punctures, needles and agony
Through drugs running in an IV or drain,
Through life's laughs of sarcasm and irony.
You've searched for Him in nurses,
In doctors, pharmacists, technical employees
In people's refusal of your personal curses
In the righteousness you failed to seize.
You've searched for Him through despair
Through the loneliness you felt in company
Through the abandonment you couldn't bear
Through destiny's insensitivity and tyranny
You've searched for Him in your mom's face
In the pittiful looks of family and friends
In the idea of death you refused to embrace
In the miracle on which your survival depends.
You've searched for Him through tears
Through joys you missed or never felt
Through deceptions, guilt, silence and fears
Through a soul that died before the body melt
You've searched for Him in the Bible
In stories you read and those you'll never read
In the smile of which your lips weren't capable
In the constant wish of your soul to be freed.
You've searched for Him through time
Through unfulfilled dreams in your heart
Through a body and mind that couldn't chime
Through muscles, bones, hair that fell apart.
You've searched for Him in every place
In whispers around you and unveiled lies,
Didn't it occur to you that by looking at your face
You would've found Jesus in your own eyes?
Happy birthday rita, check this out : http://webpages.charter.net/trussell/pictures/Happy%20Birthday%20pooh.gif
ReplyDeleteNot a 8Gb N95 but better than nothing :) enjoy your day!
Regards, sks
Haha, i LOVE pooh, thank you saad, it made my day :D
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday Rita :)
ReplyDeleteok, late with this but the poem caught my eye as a fellow writer myself.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, and keep writing.