When I wrote Since When Virgin is a Bad Word, I really thought someone somewhere must have been confuse, but now I think I am the one confuse. Yesterday listening to Rihanna's Rude Boy I finally come to the conclusion that to someone in control of censoring stuff for the Malaysian public: virgin=bad ; sexual conduct(as long as the word sex is not mention anywhere)=good.
Why would I think that? It is the only reason I could come out with, because I refuse to believe anyone would be so stupid not to understand the innuendo in Rihanna's song and yet feel fit to bleep the word virgin in Train's Hey Soul Sister. I am not saying that censoring stuff is a good practice anyway, but hey if you want to do it, might as well do it right and be consistent about it.
Maybe I think too much, lol. If this bothers me so much. :)
My random thoughts or outburst. A place where I can dump emotional garbage in order to detoxify.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Journey's End
at this point in time
i am tempted to end this journey of mine
the breakdowns and the road blocks
have come way too fast and too many to count
as i got through each one
however determined and resolved
i have become after a rest at the r & r
truth be told I am too tired to continue
however beautiful the view sometime
the journey is taking its toll on my soul
but looking at others' journey's end
i realise cutting a journey short
is the biggest mistake I could do
there is untold stories left
waiting along the road still
and though sometimes i traverse on it alone
but most of the time my journey collides with others
as others have collided with mine
and ending a journey before its time
leave too many journeys unfulfilled
'cause even when a journey ends
at its natural point
i still wonder what could have been
if ...
rya
14/07/10
9.39 a.m.
p.s : sis says this sounds too much like prose, hmmm, am I feeling too bad to fall into passing prose as poetry. I don't know, but nothing seems to work these days. Well another one to be corrected or thrown into the bin. There are just days...
i am tempted to end this journey of mine
the breakdowns and the road blocks
have come way too fast and too many to count
as i got through each one
however determined and resolved
i have become after a rest at the r & r
truth be told I am too tired to continue
however beautiful the view sometime
the journey is taking its toll on my soul
but looking at others' journey's end
i realise cutting a journey short
is the biggest mistake I could do
there is untold stories left
waiting along the road still
and though sometimes i traverse on it alone
but most of the time my journey collides with others
as others have collided with mine
and ending a journey before its time
leave too many journeys unfulfilled
'cause even when a journey ends
at its natural point
i still wonder what could have been
if ...
rya
14/07/10
9.39 a.m.
p.s : sis says this sounds too much like prose, hmmm, am I feeling too bad to fall into passing prose as poetry. I don't know, but nothing seems to work these days. Well another one to be corrected or thrown into the bin. There are just days...
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