Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Dreams and the Supernatural

Once it smiled a silent dell,
Where the people did not dwell,
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,
Nightly, from their azure towers,
To keep watch above the flowers,
In the midst of which all day,
The red sun-light lazily lay.

Now each visiter shall confess,
The sad valley..s restlessness,
Nothing there is motionless,
Nothing save the airs that brood,
Over the magic solitude,
Ah, by no wind stirred those trees,
That palpitate like the chill seas,
Around the misty Hebrides!

Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven,
That rustle through the unquiet Heaven,
Uneasily, from morn till even,
Over the violets there that lie,
In myriad types of the human eye,
Over the lilies there that wave.

And weep above a nameless grave,
They wave from out their fragrant tops,
Eternal dews come down in drops,
They weep from off their delicate stems,
Perennial tears descEnd in gems.


By Creme de la creme

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Class Essay

An English writing lecturer, Miss Devi asked my class, group 5 to write an essay on what we'd do if we had a million ringgit. Naim handed in a blank paper.

"Naim!" yelled Miss Devi. "You've done nothing. Why?"

"Because if I had a million ringgit, that's exactly what I'd do !"