imaginative sensitivities

afternoon readers. its getting nearer to kiats party, and im wondering whether im going to go home tonight with any entertaining stories. but well find out soon enough now wont we? no point contemplating how... enjoyable... the celebrations gonna be.

to the main motivation behind this post: my vivid imagination.

as many of you have figured out by now, my thoughts tend to the abstract, the wildly creative.

ok, wait wait, hold on. before i continute writing, i am NOT trying to impress upon you my artistic ability. far from it. what kind of an egotistical boob goes on and on about how awesome his person is anyway. instead, im highlighting just what spurs me to write the things i do. lets pay more attention to poems and other literary pieces shall we.

hmmm. well alright two things really stick out for me when im composing something. they are situation and scenario. allow me to elaborate.

my poems and what not usually revolve around people. sometimes i bank on past experiences, or maybe even current affairs(with affairs being the operative word here.), to flesh out my ideas. thus, situation is the relationships existing between people which i use literary devices to examine. scenario is how these relationships are played out, more often than not with a large flourish. take my my most recent poem for example.

paramour means secret lover. i thought it most fitting for the poem because i wanted to do one about hidden feelings and affections. most appropriate considering my friends' current status. well, mine and yanni's, to be more accurate. keep in mind im NOT writing about those two(Please.), but more the symbolism they present. and then some. im not gonna tell you what it is of course. go read the poem and figure it out for crying out loud.

anyway. thing is, i love painting scenes in my mind and using rhyme and reason to translate them onto paper. just like blink 182's down(which is about how a boy and girl are in this car with the rain pouring down outside. their trying to work things out, and this whole desperate atmosphere is delivered extraordinarily well in the song.), my poem relies on situation and scenario for effect.

im not explain what both are in relation to my paramour, because its intepretation should always be left to the reader. literature is NOT about taking someone's hand and forcing them to see things the exact same way you do. it defeats the whole purpose if not done otherwise.

in closing. i love poetry. i love writing stuff like this and looking back on em when i have free time. it acts as a reminder to what makes lauhan-loong.blogspot.com an effective outlet for me. i can put up any sentiments, any thoughts, feelings, dreams about life up here in solid form and have something to treasure and remember as the world moves on.

... oh man. i needa smoke so bad its not funny.

Blink 182's Down

The drops of rain they fall all over
This awkward silence makes me crazy
The glow inside burns light upon her
I'll try to kiss you if you let me

Tidal waves they rip right through me
Tears from eyes worn cold and sad
Pick me up now, I need you so bad