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Thursday, March 3, 2011
What are words? /7:02 PM

It's been a fair bit of time since I last carved some reflections here so I apologize to those individual souls thirsting for this simple form of entertainment. I would like to believe that there are a few constantly revisiting my blog, eyes peeled to the screen only to take a blink of disappointment when the same text flash across the screen.

Fortune-cliched but still not cherished enough.

Anytime you whisper my name you'll see...

Chris Medina-a man from the lonely corners of the earth that gathered like the others but for a different purpose-stroke a chord with me. The sugary touch on every single word that leaves our lips melt away under the heat. The sweet talk stemming from an insincere heart will never..

if I was to leave when you need me most

A broken sentence, a broken heart...

But what has sincerity and love got to do with fortunes? Because it takes one to realize his good lucks before he starts cherishing everything with a genuine attitude. And most people can hardly move past the formal stage, lest start showing sincerity.

Lyrics don't come alive randomly. It takes a good man with a good soul to produce solid lyrics. Throw all those complex jargons and bombastic phrases out the windows, no need for metaphorical lines that blow your mind... you just need those simple words that speak the most. Composing lyrics is one thing; preventing them from decomposing is another. Everything is a lyric, but it takes a good artiste to put in the word "love" where it means the most. "Love"-the 21st century taboo or slang for sex...

What are words
If they're only for good times
Then they don't
When it's love
Yeah, you say them out loud

Spare the critics for the simple formality of Language above but hark the message it sounds.

So what are words? A verbal facade or the cheapest sincerity?


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"I am not young enough to know everything." -- Oscar Wilde



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