myOtaku.com: Sakura Ryuu

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Vitals

Birthday
• 1989-07-08
Gender
• Female
Location
• Californa
Member Since
• 2004-06-22
Occupation
• Hungry Poor Student/Artist/Hippie
Real Name
• My name?? You're askin for my name?!?!? Wait, what is my real name??? Hmm... OH yeah, its ***airplane passes overhead***

Personal

Achievements
• music, dance, drawing, staying alive (hehe)
Anime Fan Since
• actually, when I was a little girl, I hated Sailor Moon. I don't think it was until the Pokemon fever that I dared myself to watch anime, tho.
Favorite Anime
• Cowboy Bebop! Hellsing, Naruto, and Samurai Champloo make the line too
Goals
• Get a band started (yeah, I play guitar), stay alive in school and graduate... ah, yes, and learn enough Japanese to live in Japan for a while
Hobbies
• my guitar, drawing, sometimes writting, and protesting against prejudice and unfair educational practices
Talents
• eh? I guess I'm an okay drawer, and I have a knack for making people laugh...

myOtaku.com: Sakura Ryuu

Saturday, February 19, 2005

so romantic, yet decieving... women rule!

Well, peoples, its saturday, and my speech is a piece of ass. I'm so freakin pissed at my mom. I hate it! Damn, why did she say I would do it?!? Bow, I HAVE to, and its freakin lame!...
Well, today I opened up my world lit book to continue doing homework. I didn't really felt like reading The Tragedy of Julius Caesar, so I decided to flip through the pages and I found this little number. I'm not such a person who likes poems, especially love poems, but I thought this one was awesome. I guess what really got me into it was the pictures in the book. I thought they were so farey-tale like, and so romantic. I had to post them here. So here we go...

La Belle Dame sans Merci
by John Keats (1819)
Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrel's granary is full,
And the harvest's done.

I see a lily on thy brow,
With anguish moist and fever-dew,
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast withereth too.

I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful - a faery's child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.

I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.

I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faery's song.

She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna-dew,
And sure in language strange she said -
'I love thee true'.

She took me to her elfin grot,
And there she wept and sighed full sore,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four.

And there she lulled me asleep
And there I dreamed - Ah! woe betide! -
The latest dream I ever dreamt
On the cold hill side.

I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried - 'La Belle Dame sans Merci
Hath thee in thrall!'

I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gaped wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill's side.

And this is why I sojourn here
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.

Well, there you have it peoples. I thought it was very mysterious, seductive, and decieving. I hope you enjoyed it!...
But for now, that damn speech is calling my name. I'll let you go now..
Au Revoir
~~ Sakura Ryuu

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