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Saturday, November 20, 2004

The Evolution of Young Mel's Poetry

I've been pretty bored tonight so have been reading through my past diaries. I guess I could be in the city now enjoying drinks and hanging out with friends and bf but its raining and am feeling pretty lazy. I was flicking thru some entries and remembered I used to write these less than 5 minute poems to try to write how i feel in less than 5 minutes.

In 1997:
I feel like ice cream
I feel like ice creeaamm
I feel like ice creeeaaammm
Me want ICE CREAMMMMMMMMMM!

(I was such a poet wasn't I) ok that poem was just dumb. The next poem is what my friend Monica would describe as "so teenage". I guess my values were quite different and evolved to become like this-

This world.
This place.
The entire human race is
Flawed.
Viscious cycles on
Material things,
Less on self and more on what
Society thinks.
We are what we own and not
Who we are,
Judged not by our inside beauty
But on our car.
Relationships formed from money,
Status, and keys to the corporate above,
And not on the beautiful connection of
Love.
I wish I could be in another time and place,
But human nature
Will always have the same face.

Many people don't show their ramble scribbles they write because its private and it's the same case with me but i guess as you grow older, you just kind of laugh at what you used to write and ur not embarassed by them because it was so long ago and now think that what u wrote was dumb. I don't write anything anymore (damn commerce which has numbed any creativity in me ... or maybe ive just been occupied with other thigns in my life) but I wouldn't put my recent (3 years ago) writings up because I guess the pieces might still mean something to me and wouldn't wanna hear criticism. This made me think - when will I put those "recent" writings up? If the answer is never, that might mean i've matured. I can hear people laughing but I mean a different sense of maturity, of knowing yourself and more of an understanding of ur place in the world. Am i there yet? i dont think quite yet. there are still a few big hurdles for me to jump and am probably just a sterotypical naiive uni girl now. sorry if i dont make sense im tired. Good nighT!

1 Comments:

  • oooh, very teenage.

    i don't think there's ever an end point to growing.

    By Blogger Monica Tan, at 12:58 pm  

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