Huurhun Haliun (Хєєрхєн Халиун)..

Huurhun Haliun is the song my Grandpa used to sing.. My forever young Grandpa left this world after long and interesting life.. He had a lots of grandchildren and loved all of them equally.. a man that loved his family.. this is probably the last recording of his voice.. pardon me for the noise behind and poor graphic job..

We love you Grandpa..

I wonder..

My Second Ode.. hehe yeah yeah I know I'm cool like that.. hahaha.. here we go..

I wonder how this Planet works
Who spins it every now and then
I wonder how the Sunrise works
Who lits it why and when

Who makes these rivers run
And mountains stand
Who shape these clouds so fun
Leaving shapeless rocks behind

Why Darkness fears the Light
When Light is really harmless
And why am I afraid of Dark
I guess because I'm lightless

Really if we were able to emit any sort of light on our own we wouldn't be so paranoid in the dark because there would be no chance we end up in the dark.. And that would help us save energy and be Green! We really should start research works for some light emitting aliens to mate with.. damn I'm smart! hehe.. Give me a Five!

An Ode

Sitting in the dark with a bottle of beer I wrote this thing.. the first row was "My computer sings me song.." but I thought hey it sounds like you're listening to your iTunes! now that's not right.. so I fixed it.. This song that my computer sings to me is actually the fan of the cooling system.. that I've been listening to for a while.. and to desribe it I found out that it's kind of sad.. and because it's constant and neverending I found it boring.. digging a little deeper I found that it's also lonely.. perhaps because it's the only moving part of my computer.. or it has been separated from it's brothers ad sisters ever since birth.. who cares if it was just a factory somewhere in Taiwan or China.. the fact is it was separated.. millions of fans across the World work without seeing their siblings.. but let's get back to the poem.. I also noticed that the song doesn't have words.. may be that's why fans across the globe are being lonely.. if they stopped humming and started talking.. may be.. they would find new friends and even their siblings.. and may be they wouldn't e so lonely.. well enough of the introduction.. the ode to the lonely..

My computer tells me story..
sad and boring.. neverending..
it has no words.. humming only..
the fan.. the cooler.. working lonely..

the third row changed from "it has no words.. it's how it works.." had to give up some strong lines to form a kind of a rhyme.. thank you for reading :)