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1. http://www.personaveritas.wordpress.com (Poetry and other thoughts)
2. http://www.musications.wordpress.com (discussions and thoughts about music)

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I live and breath music. It is an important part of my life. Or to be more accurate I live and breath words. What attracts me the most to a song are the lyrics. That's why even though you won't find music constantly playing at my office or room, it is constantly playing in my head. It's like the background, every situation, every feeling, every encounter, a song just pops in my head. Generally it's Erasure or Depeche Mode, between the two bands, there is always a song or two that are appropriate for the occasion. Today, however, there was a close contender for the day's start.... Cannonball by Damian Rice

Enjoy listening, Enjoy reading

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Cannonball. By: Damian Rice
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Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on

Still a little bit of your ghost your witness
Still a little BIT of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer EACH DAY
Still I can't SAY what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer TO ME
So close that I can't see what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to cry
So come on courage!
Teach me to be shy
'Cause it's not hard to fall
And I don't WANNA scare her
It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know

Indifferent?

I had a chat few days back with a friend who seemed be shocked or rather astonished by the state of the human kind in general. The absences of ethics and even the simplest of common courtesies had gotten to her. But what got to me personally was my own reaction, as I was not even slightly surprised. And that started me thinking (dangerous, I know). I began to wonder if I have lost faith in the human race, but that’s whole different discussion. What really got to me was thinking if it has finally happened? Have I finally develop this thick skin? Am I finally cold and heartless?

Frankly, I didn’t know whether to be happy or sad for this recent development, or if I even cared? The whole point is not to feel. It’s all the same to me.

For several days now I have been going through circles in my mind, trying to identify the turning point. When did it happen? When, where, why have I become so indifferent?

Until yesterday, when my humanity was put to the test through a couple of encounters, I finally had my answer. And without going through details, names or places (as Amman is such a small town and changing the names will not protect the not so innocent). Twice in the same I was at the receiving end of outrageous acts, to say the least. Behaviors, if I want to classify in my most polite words, I’d describe as unethical, unprofessional, and nasty (I can fill the page with polite descriptions, but you get the picture). And again, I was not surprised, nor shocked, even though the actions were not the least expected, and the people performing the actions, and had I not been their target, wouldn’t have believed in a million years that they were capable of such devious behavior. But low and behold, my lack of surprise did not shield me from feeling hurt. Yes, I was hurt, I could feel it deep inside, that gut wrenching pain, and believe it or not I was a little, just a little disappointed. But through it all I was happy. I can still feel. I might not be surprised but what YOU do, but YOU cannot take away the one thing that makes me human, I can still feel.

Pieces

Pieces of me
Pieces of you
Scattered here and there
Suspended Animations
Incarceration of time
Endless memories
*
Dreams of many seasons
Rhymes without reasons
Shards of poisoned faith
Drowning hopes
Raised from the dead
Amidst a tidal wave
*
Pieces of me
Pieces of you
Dispersed and incomplete
Specks of cosmic dust
The puzzle of life
Unraveled at your feet

A Kiss

A kiss
is a kiss,
or is it?
Last night I lost
myself
in it.

A prayer of love
spoken to my lips
A chant of joy
through the soul
It rips.

A lover's mark,
burnt into my heart
A binding vow
"We'll never be apart"

A kiss
is a kiss,
or is it?
Last night I found
myself
in it.

The Way

The Way

I love the way you make me

feel, I love
how you taste so real.

I love
        your thoughts
               your dreams
                            your zeal

I love the way you make me

kneel,
   I surrender
       to your frailness

I am bound
           by your awareness

Reigning
         on my throne
               your sweetness
Your wish…
My command…
My wish…
I command…
Your wish…
We understand…

I Love the way
your heartbeats
heal

I Stand Before You

I Stand Before You

I stand here before you
Weak and defeated
By life
By love
By ghosts I created

Mind over matter
Heart over mind
What does it matter?
What I hide behind

I stand here before you
Weak and confused
I love you so much
I hurt you so much
I want you so much
You must be feeling used?

Mind over matters
Of the heart
Mind over matters
It will tear us apart

I stand here before you
Weak, ashamed, and bruised
I stand here before you
Hoping to be rescued.