poetry in commotion...

Chinese New Years

Ok, its Chinese New Years Eve tonight so I'm here surrounded by very loud relatives who seem united in their intent to deafen me with their laughter. As usual, I'm hiding from them to avoid the inevitable questions of why I haven't gotten a girlfriend, and why I should get someone pretty and make sure she's Chinese because caucasian women are dirty harlots that sleep around. Don't mistake their words though, for while offensive, it's more a generalisation and stereotype rather than any sort of ethnic hatred towards white people. I don't have the heart to tell them I don't think I'll ever settle for the typical Chinese woman because most of them bore me to tears since they're way too reserved and quiet for my liking. To me, a woman captivates my heart not because she is pretty, but because she has that intangible attractive quality that worms her way into my heart, while the cute girls I see walk past disappear into obscurity. In fact, I always know I'm attracted to someone by how I think of her. Do I remember what she said, or do I remember what she looks like? While to say I am blind to physical looks would be a lie, if I remember a personality trait more than I remember a particular facet of their body, I know it's the real deal.

So while I'm on this topic, let me cast your attention to Valentine's Day looming on the horizon. Ah...Valentine's Day. The day where embittered single people complain about how it's a Hallmark holiday, while their friends lucky in love smugly show off their bounty to all who would pay attention. So it's a corporate holiday right? That Valentine's Day is just a money spinner for florists and chocolatiers and card companies, and that we should stop celebrating it altogether. You probably don't, but I hear a lot of people say that. Well they're right. We probably shouldn't. But how many times do we show our love, our affection, to another? Do we give presents to others simply for the joy of giving, despite having no justifiable occasion at all? Perhaps some of you do. However, sadly, most of the world does not. In the hustle and bustle of today's busy rat race we often forget that love is not something we can express only on certain occasions. Love is something that one should express often, freely, without reserve nor hesitation. So, sometimes we need a special day like this just to remind ourselves how lucky we are, and to celebrate our love. In my opinion, any day that spreads love and joy should be welcomed, and celebrated, regardless of its dubious origins.

I could also espouse about loving a person for the soul inside, not the window dressing outside, but I won't, because I would be, how you say, preaching to the choir. However, I would like to humbly remind you that it is often hard to distinguish between liking someone for their person or for their personality, and that perhaps, if you haven't already, remember and use what I call the "think tester". When you think about the person, what is the thing you often think most about? Is it a reflection of the person inside, or the shell outside? Whenever I am in doubt, I remember this; I've seen a great many beautiful women..... but I fell for the one who loved Mozart while she did the dishes. Goodnight everybody, and I hope Cupid's arrow flies your way.

With affection.




P.S - In keeping with tonight's theme, here's the epilogue of my previous poem. When I wrote the poem, it was with the subject, "two people who love each other very much, but can't get it right". From The Mexican I believe. Not that I watched that movie. Ahem. I wrote a final verse of the poem for it, but I didn't post it because I wanted there to be a feeling of distance and time between that pseudo ending and this real ending. This is the real ending to it, and in my mind set several years after.

EPILOGUE:

One more day for the rest of our life
Flicker of hope as we seize our chance
A promise kept to open the door
Gazing through tears together we dance.



Hope you enjoyed it. I always was a sucker for happy endings.

posted by jaseypoo! @ 10:40 PM