A Piece Inspired by the Motion picture and Soundtrack of the Movie ' 300 '
Specifically, the Love Story Between King Leonidas and His Queen. In this Piece i try and tell the story of their love, i think the movie overshadowed a huge part of it and concentrated on the bloodshed and battlefields ruthelessly.
In This Piece, I give Voice to the Woman behind the veils; the tormented Mother, The Torn Lover, and the Longing and Loyal Wife.
I give Heed to the Queen.
Sound Track Numbers that Inspired my Piece:
[ From the Original Motion Picture SoundTrack- A Breathtaking Composition By Tyler Bates]
-Track9 [ Goodbye my Love]
-Track24 [ Message for the Queen]
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A king lies in my arms tonight,
His crown rests on my chest
Adorned they are by gold leaves and ruby
But tonight they leave their golden throne
And bow with his sleeping head
A warrior lies in my arms tonight,
His armor no longer shields his body
I trace his scars…
Here is where a sword fell…
Here is where an arrow plunged
And here is where a woman would rest
On his scarred and heaving chest
A leader lies in my arms tonight
His men would know sleep no more
Their shields glisten in the cerulean night…
And their swords will feed the thirsty earth at dawn
He whispers not fear, nor death
He whispers only of me
Of me alone…
My love, lies in my arms tonight,
I cradle him close to my trembling heart,
That he would hear not my muffled trembling cries
And he whispers,
"I lie in the arms of my love tonight,
And at dawn I will lie in the arms of the dark winged angel of death
Oh if you were death
I would love death
If you were pain
I would love pain
If you were the battle field itself
I will fight until the last breath of me…"
I fear not death
I fear not pain
But I fear that tonight; will be the last night… I lie in your arms again…
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
A fallen hero lies in my arms tonight
His men carried him to me
I bring him close to my trembling cries
Tonight, I can cry
For tonight… He hears not my cries
For tonight, he lies in the arms of another…
My king, my husband, my love
I lie in your arms tonight.
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Friday, May 4, 2007
Nights in White Satin
(Tuned to: Nights to white Satin, Notte De Luce - Mario Frangoulis)
I want to send my love to my beautiful Lofecake, the one who introduced me to Mario Frangoulis and a sea of other italian artists.. I love you.. and i want to congrat you for the arrival of your muse to your shores. All the longing.. All the frustration.. All the wait, is finally being rewarded. I dedicate this song for you.. May your Days in your new life be White Satin, even in the darkest nights.
Im Currently clueless as to what to write about in this post. My Good Friend Sno demanded an update, and i want to, for the sake of keeping this place alive. I didn't go all eloquent and poetic about an "awakening" in my previous post to sleep again..
Im in a whirlwind of different emotions right now, Confused as to what to pin down and write about. I just saw Spiderman 3 today, not as great as the 2nd part, but there is this thing that peter parker says in the movie that caught me, He said:
"It is the Choices we make, that makes us who we are"
So it comes back to us, to Be the people who we want to be? through the choices we make?
Here's another opinion:
" We dont trust strangers but we are strangers to ourselves.. so whose to blame?" - Lyrics from a Trapt Song.
Its easier to Believe in others, but it is harder to believe in ourselves.
Its easier to Forigve others, But harder to forgive ourselves.
Why?
Who are we? and why are we a mystery to ourselves? Do we make the People we are, or will ourselves remain a mystery to us? Do we have power over ourselves, or does ourselves have power over us?
Self-destruction.. How can that Happen..?
Us loosing power.. to us?
or us.. Overpowering.. us?
Before i confuse you more.. let me close this Entry with A piece i wrote not very long ago. Better close this post with something that actually makes sense. and what makes more sense than poetry? I think philosophers likes of Rene descartes who asked a thousand questions about " who we are" died lonely.. Because not many understood him. Or he probably died from confusion.. Because even he, couldn't understand himself. He was Overpowered.
If any of the ramble i said in my post made any sense to you, please do enlighten us.
I leave you now with something i wrote, Leave Your thoughts Behind :)
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Muse: Kingdom of Heaven- Sound Motion and Sound track.
Kneel you shall not to the altar of those who judge you without knowing your character.
Mind not their judgment,
Their say,
For the only voice that is worthy to reach your heed,
Is your Own.
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Doubt not that which you self contain of Soul,
Faith,
Of love.
Doubt All but your soul,
For if you Doubt your soul-
You Loose the power to believe in anything,
And doubt everything.
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Do not linger on the steps of yesterday hoping.
For all hope is good but this,
The hope you have for a past long gone is foul hope.
It is a plague,
That cripples your heart.
And when your heart is crippled-
It is not capable of hoping.
Not for Now,
Not for the future-
And not even for the past.
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When you reach to hold a grasp of Soil in your hands from your crop field-
Know that you hold the World in your palms.
Greatness is not inherited, it is neither sold nor purchased.
It does not run in the veins of those with titles Alone.
Greatness is achieved.
When you reach to hold a grasp of soil in your hands from your crop field,
Know that you are not a farmer,
But a king..
Holding the world,
In his palm.
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Steel, Stone and Fire may break my Body.
But steel, stone and fire can never break my faith.
لا إلاه إلا الله و محمد رسول الله
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I want to send my love to my beautiful Lofecake, the one who introduced me to Mario Frangoulis and a sea of other italian artists.. I love you.. and i want to congrat you for the arrival of your muse to your shores. All the longing.. All the frustration.. All the wait, is finally being rewarded. I dedicate this song for you.. May your Days in your new life be White Satin, even in the darkest nights.
Im Currently clueless as to what to write about in this post. My Good Friend Sno demanded an update, and i want to, for the sake of keeping this place alive. I didn't go all eloquent and poetic about an "awakening" in my previous post to sleep again..
Im in a whirlwind of different emotions right now, Confused as to what to pin down and write about. I just saw Spiderman 3 today, not as great as the 2nd part, but there is this thing that peter parker says in the movie that caught me, He said:
"It is the Choices we make, that makes us who we are"
So it comes back to us, to Be the people who we want to be? through the choices we make?
Here's another opinion:
" We dont trust strangers but we are strangers to ourselves.. so whose to blame?" - Lyrics from a Trapt Song.
Its easier to Believe in others, but it is harder to believe in ourselves.
Its easier to Forigve others, But harder to forgive ourselves.
Why?
Who are we? and why are we a mystery to ourselves? Do we make the People we are, or will ourselves remain a mystery to us? Do we have power over ourselves, or does ourselves have power over us?
Self-destruction.. How can that Happen..?
Us loosing power.. to us?
or us.. Overpowering.. us?
Before i confuse you more.. let me close this Entry with A piece i wrote not very long ago. Better close this post with something that actually makes sense. and what makes more sense than poetry? I think philosophers likes of Rene descartes who asked a thousand questions about " who we are" died lonely.. Because not many understood him. Or he probably died from confusion.. Because even he, couldn't understand himself. He was Overpowered.
If any of the ramble i said in my post made any sense to you, please do enlighten us.
I leave you now with something i wrote, Leave Your thoughts Behind :)
____________________________________________________________________
Muse: Kingdom of Heaven- Sound Motion and Sound track.
Kneel you shall not to the altar of those who judge you without knowing your character.
Mind not their judgment,
Their say,
For the only voice that is worthy to reach your heed,
Is your Own.
_____________________________________________________________
Doubt not that which you self contain of Soul,
Faith,
Of love.
Doubt All but your soul,
For if you Doubt your soul-
You Loose the power to believe in anything,
And doubt everything.
______________________________________________________________
Do not linger on the steps of yesterday hoping.
For all hope is good but this,
The hope you have for a past long gone is foul hope.
It is a plague,
That cripples your heart.
And when your heart is crippled-
It is not capable of hoping.
Not for Now,
Not for the future-
And not even for the past.
_____________________________________________________________
When you reach to hold a grasp of Soil in your hands from your crop field-
Know that you hold the World in your palms.
Greatness is not inherited, it is neither sold nor purchased.
It does not run in the veins of those with titles Alone.
Greatness is achieved.
When you reach to hold a grasp of soil in your hands from your crop field,
Know that you are not a farmer,
But a king..
Holding the world,
In his palm.
______________________________________________________________
Steel, Stone and Fire may break my Body.
But steel, stone and fire can never break my faith.
لا إلاه إلا الله و محمد رسول الله
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