The newspapers these days are crammed with horrible news of maniacs slaughtering innocent infants and children. what the heck!! And what's more alarming is that women ( if they can be called so) are the masterminds and in most cases the hands behind these despicably heinous crimes. How on earth can people kill such little babies without the slightest of weights on their conscience? what confers on human beings the right to take away lives when they can create none try as they might?
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People said she was mad. She said "of course not!" But when she fell on her face in love, all her mad rants became her song.
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About Me
Mad Eye Moody
My song.
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
- 'Mad Girl's Love Song'- Sylvia Plath
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
- 'Mad Girl's Love Song'- Sylvia Plath
5 comments:
well i think the punishments meted out to these criminals arnt enough to stop others from committing the same crime again....they shud be made to feel pain....some medieval system of torcher maybe......
by da way am adding ur blog to my list......
Thanks for adding.
I think,these people are perverts.even if u mete out capital punishment to them, a fresh bunch of perverts would carry their legacy forward.
i know...the medieval sytem torture system, the gas chamber...all of it should be reintroduced!
umm...hi...just chanced upon ur blog...
well,there are,good people,n der are bad ppl....and then there are the monsters...
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