Wordgasm is a portmanteau of "words" and "orgasm", an outburst of words with the same euphoric effect of squirting your DNA. Nihil sub sole novum, the Ecclesiastes say; there is nothing new under the sun. It is only but words that grant the world a whole new spectrum of perception. And the point is? I have no idea.
She lives and works from her laptop on a little paradise island in the Philippines. She's a writer, graphic artist, and mountaineer. During rainy days she loves to sleep and oversleep and dream and daydream and then write. More »
 
Sunday, 09 May 2010

I look at you and hate the thing I see;
But nay, my eyes mark not a single flaw,
For it's my heart that loathes you faithfully,
That you be cursed--but why? I do not know.
My ears would not shut out your pleasant voice;
My skin, purge the thought of your gentlest touch;
I won't, by taste or smell, had I the choice
To be with you, indeed, would be too much.
What point is wit or sense to pen this hate,
Which fails in most disgust yet I persist;
My airy rhymes and thoughts remain dead weight;
But in these words sublime, you, scorned, exist.
         Love is blind, fools say; hate, with just one eye;
         The other wide to blithely watch him cry.

My very first sonnet! Waharharhar.XD In your face, Shakespeare!

I've been suffering from severe depression lately. (Nay, melancholia, not depression.:p) Can't think, can't write, can't cartwheel and hoola-hoop. It's the hormones, see, they tend to plunge into the dead center of the universe sometimes.

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wendy
19.05.10 - 18:29

tobey!! mustasa? this one is really good.. loved it! :-)

arch
05.08.10 - 15:02

ayos to mam tobs a, talentado :-)

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