I'm "officially" a junior at the University of Kentucky and a Bio major/Chem minor, "Pre-Dent" for the decision of a love of dentistry, more spefically, pediatric dentistry. I am of Arab and Hungarian descent and I'm proud of my heritage, for the Arabs were grand poets and the Hungarians were grand romantics.
I've lived in America pretty much all my life and what a wonderful country it is - no other place like it. I still get homesick though...
I've lived in New Jersey, New York, Missouri, and Kentucky. I would like to also interject that I do not have a southern accent but I find it to be quite cute on some girls and quite nostalgic on older folk.
I think I'm a hopeless romantic but that's just me. However, it would seem that through my train wreck of a love life that it is true. Nevertheless, I write and write and write, documenting it all - every beautiful calamity and every hopeful kiss. To all fellow poets: pick up the book "Letters To A Young Poet" by Rainer Maria Rilke - it will change your life as a writer, of this I assure you.
The following is a list of interests:
love, drums, music, ties, quotes, tea, medicine, poetry, soccer, rain, soccer in the rain, movies, ballroom dancing, pleasant conversations, kite flying, lightsabers, blazers, laughing until i cry, languages, photography, super mario world, coffee, catching things, outings with friends, bitter dark chocolate, writing, dreaming, sleeping in, spontaneous events,grilled cheese sandwiches, el salvador dali, star gazing, sushi, movie nights, and happy endings
The following is a list of music preferences:
m. ward, bright eyes, josh groban, jason mraz, john mayer, hellogoodbye, aqualung, jack johnson, rachael yamagata, darren hayes, james blunt, joshua radin, , milosh, the postmarks, akeboshi, amos lee, andrea bocelli, ATB, ben lee, bob sinclaire, bond, imogen heap, coldplay, daft punk, daniel powter, dashboard confessional, death cab for cutie, deep forest, embrace, frou frou, gavin mikhail, gigi d'agostino, jamie cullum, jimmy eat world, joe satriani, juanes, keane, kt tunstall, lily allen, lucia micareli, madeliene peyroux, michael buble, moenia, new found glory, norah jones, ornella vanoni, ozomatli, the postal service, prozzak, savage garden, shakira, snow patrol, the streets, weezer, zade
ESPECIALLY M. Ward.
Favorite movies:
the motorcycle diaries, the science of sleep, spider-man 3, crash, borat, monty python and the holy grail, spirited away, a dog's life (charles chaplin short), malena, pane e tulipani, cinema paradiso, the last kiss, garden state, lady in the water, v for vendetta, pokemon: the movie
Favorite books:
"letters to a young poet" by rainer maria rilke, "me talk pretty one day" and "dress your family in corduroy and denim" - both by david sedaris, "narrative of the life of frederick douglass, an american slave, written by himself" by frederick douglass, "song of solomon" by toni morrison.
If you'd ever like to shoot the breeze in writing, all you have to do is write. Ciao for now, ragazzi!
I've lived in America pretty much all my life and what a wonderful country it is - no other place like it. I still get homesick though...
I've lived in New Jersey, New York, Missouri, and Kentucky. I would like to also interject that I do not have a southern accent but I find it to be quite cute on some girls and quite nostalgic on older folk.
I think I'm a hopeless romantic but that's just me. However, it would seem that through my train wreck of a love life that it is true. Nevertheless, I write and write and write, documenting it all - every beautiful calamity and every hopeful kiss. To all fellow poets: pick up the book "Letters To A Young Poet" by Rainer Maria Rilke - it will change your life as a writer, of this I assure you.
The following is a list of interests:
love, drums, music, ties, quotes, tea, medicine, poetry, soccer, rain, soccer in the rain, movies, ballroom dancing, pleasant conversations, kite flying, lightsabers, blazers, laughing until i cry, languages, photography, super mario world, coffee, catching things, outings with friends, bitter dark chocolate, writing, dreaming, sleeping in, spontaneous events,grilled cheese sandwiches, el salvador dali, star gazing, sushi, movie nights, and happy endings
The following is a list of music preferences:
m. ward, bright eyes, josh groban, jason mraz, john mayer, hellogoodbye, aqualung, jack johnson, rachael yamagata, darren hayes, james blunt, joshua radin, , milosh, the postmarks, akeboshi, amos lee, andrea bocelli, ATB, ben lee, bob sinclaire, bond, imogen heap, coldplay, daft punk, daniel powter, dashboard confessional, death cab for cutie, deep forest, embrace, frou frou, gavin mikhail, gigi d'agostino, jamie cullum, jimmy eat world, joe satriani, juanes, keane, kt tunstall, lily allen, lucia micareli, madeliene peyroux, michael buble, moenia, new found glory, norah jones, ornella vanoni, ozomatli, the postal service, prozzak, savage garden, shakira, snow patrol, the streets, weezer, zade
ESPECIALLY M. Ward.
Favorite movies:
the motorcycle diaries, the science of sleep, spider-man 3, crash, borat, monty python and the holy grail, spirited away, a dog's life (charles chaplin short), malena, pane e tulipani, cinema paradiso, the last kiss, garden state, lady in the water, v for vendetta, pokemon: the movie
Favorite books:
"letters to a young poet" by rainer maria rilke, "me talk pretty one day" and "dress your family in corduroy and denim" - both by david sedaris, "narrative of the life of frederick douglass, an american slave, written by himself" by frederick douglass, "song of solomon" by toni morrison.
If you'd ever like to shoot the breeze in writing, all you have to do is write. Ciao for now, ragazzi!
- Last seen on Mar 11 1:34 AM. Member since March 29, 2006.
- I'm a emerald dog poet for 9 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is ""If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living."".
- I am a 19 year old guy from Kentucky (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a college student.
- I have 9 comments, 31 poems
Poems I'm focused on
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~o~ / Keep your eyes fixed on that lonely place, / Up to the beacon on that old, worn shore, / And watch for him as he comes outside, / The
My Poetry
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~o~ / The ocean's wind, it creeps, / Below your creased letter's folds, / And out of every crooked corner, / It soaks up all the sun's gold / Oh, hoist up the moon, / And go ring the broken bell / Oh, are48 lines, July 3, 2007
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~o~ / With the wood in my hand, / And a still, splintered heart, / With the maple in my eyes, / I try to jumpstart lost art / Those dead, scattered words, / On the dark, distant shore, / Love lost in those
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~o~ / I think about everything, / When I try to go to sleep / The moon hangs high above me, / And I'm still feeling dry / Still feeling afraid, / Like I'm lost within my own head, / Like I'm a stranger in m
