Orcalion: Life is A Learning Process

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Saturday, December 8, 2007

All I Feel About You

I imagine that many of us have experience, in our youth, the feeling that we want to close and special to someone, but we were not ready (and had no intention) to be 'attached' strongly to anyone in particular.. And sometimes.. for some people.. there is a really BIG difference between being... Sign in to see full entry.

The Swimmer's Story

I am a swimmer.. I’m telling you my story.. I am a swimmer.. I swim in the ocean I swim across the sea.. headed to mysterious island Over the sea.. far.. far away.. I am the great swimmer.. I’m telling you a story.. A long time later.. I reach the island I am the swimmer.. I achieve my deepest... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, December 7, 2007

Memory of A Friendship

In the silence of this night My memory of you come again Every song I play tonight Keeps reminding me of you I always think I can get over you I always try to feel that you are.. Just someone who come and go.. As a friend I once knew But now I realise I can’t get over you I will never be able to... Sign in to see full entry.

Teenager and Love..

Some of my friends said my poems are actually stories in short sentences.. It may be true, although it changed with time.. I guess along with the changes happened in my mind and the numbers of other people's writings that I read. The thing that I remember the most about my 'teenage life' is all the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

The Beauty of Love

This is another old piece... The Beauty of Love Love is like a maze If you are outside It looks beautiful with its pattern If you are inside It makes you feel trapped But once you are involved You wouldn't want to leave Because of its certain kind of beauty Because it is a certain kind of beauty -02... Sign in to see full entry.

My Dreams

This is one of my old pieces... My Dreams I have been looking I have been searching Then.. you are right here... I have been forgetting I have been changing Trying.. to bury the past... I have been hoping I have been whishing He will never come again... I have been waiting My love to be a certainty... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Learning to Write.. Again..

I used to write a lot in high school. Ideas seemed to flood my head. Even during class I could suddenly 'see' a plot in my head and then my concentration would switch from the teacher to a pen and paper in my hand. Through university, ideas still came to me although not as rapidly. Nearing the end... Sign in to see full entry.

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