Archive for January, 2012

Your friend and enemy.

Posted in Music, Personal, Poetry with tags on January 20, 2012 by voicewithinsilence

Let’s be honest (for once): Love and hate collides only within music.
No one is harmed but your soul.
And you love it.
You hate that fact.
Such a pleasant surrender to something unknown and irresistible ,
when fortification is your only goal to life.
All come into one,all you fight for.
But right there is when music cheats you.
Such an adorable betrayal.
You smile it off, or you cry your self to death.
Yet you like it.
You love it.
You hate it.
You become gold.



  love you for your silence, I love you for your peace
The still and calm releases that sweep into my soul
That slowly take control

I love you for your passion, I love you for your fire
The violent desire that burns me in its flame
A love I dare not name


PS. Thank you Mr Freddie. (No undervaluing of Mrs Montserrat Caballe.)


Marion Cotillard’s best performance on La Vie En Rose.

Posted in Movies with tags , , , on January 8, 2012 by voicewithinsilence

For me, one of the best scenes in the whole life of cinema. No more words are needed to say.

Take me there.

Posted in Take me there. with tags on January 8, 2012 by voicewithinsilence

Send me to London.

Afternoon joys.

Posted in Music with tags , on January 5, 2012 by voicewithinsilence

I sit and think about the day that you’re gonna die,
‘Cause your wrinkled eyes betrayed the joy with which you smiled.
Care to see my reason?
Care to put your life in mine?
Looking at life from the perspective of a boy
Who’s learnt to love you but has also learned to grow.
Could we make it better, stormy weather?
So I dunno.

I look at you,
You look at me,
We bite each other.
And with your bitter words you kick me in the gutter.
But my troops are bigger than yours
‘Cause you’ll never stand my fight.
Ours is a family that’s based upon tradition
But with my careless words I tread upon your vision.
Are five kids better than one, who’d busy like to be gone?

This is to my name,
This ain’t a greater plan to break your heart of me.
I know that what I’ve started means that when we have parted
I can live in honesty.