<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997</id><updated>2012-01-16T05:04:18.775+05:30</updated><category term='clouds'/><category term='short poem'/><category term='regret'/><category term='poem'/><category term='rhyme'/><category term='earth.'/><category term='journey.'/><category term='death'/><category term='hurry'/><category term='garden'/><category term='reasons to hate'/><category term='nature'/><category term='hate'/><category term='proposal'/><category term='i love you'/><category term='mortalty'/><category term='lethargy'/><category term='easy'/><category term='forgotten love.'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='war'/><category term='lost love'/><category term='end'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='wondering why'/><category term='battle'/><category term='sorry life'/><category term='autumn'/><category term='spring'/><category term='first time.....'/><category term='pace'/><category term='missed chance.'/><category term='kids work'/><category term='forgotten love'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='confession'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='scenary'/><category term='failure'/><category term='love'/><category term='sleepy'/><category term='sadness'/><title type='text'>Memoirs And Memorabilia</title><subtitle type='html'>I wrote poems. On paper bits, in margins and rough spaces. They gave me pleasure and me only did they serve. 

Whisper often i heard , to cherish them ,but never did i heed.

I lost them. I try to write poems now. I try. What is left of my past are these. 

From the time when the world made sense to now when nothing makes sense I hope to show you the path I walk.

Bare with me.

En réalité pas, je te cherche au-delà.
Me trouver</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-3264418079507535904</id><published>2009-10-09T02:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:27:11.128+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/Ss5RZufE23I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/PsNArRBNZw0/s1600-h/Everything+Turns+Blue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/Ss5RZufE23I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/PsNArRBNZw0/s400/Everything+Turns+Blue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;i wish you the night&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and the peace that there lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;i wish you the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ugliness that it hides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;i wish you the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silence that it sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;i wish you the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all its adventures, loves and filings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;i wish you the night,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all its&amp;nbsp;infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; wish you the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no fear, no pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;i wish you the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Sweet Dreams ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;please help me finish it anyone.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-3264418079507535904?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3264418079507535904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=3264418079507535904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/3264418079507535904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/3264418079507535904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-dreams.html' title='Sweet Dreams'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/Ss5RZufE23I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/PsNArRBNZw0/s72-c/Everything+Turns+Blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-1225067988734818238</id><published>2008-09-21T17:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:43:36.103+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tod and his Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On the banks of the square pond,&lt;br /&gt;lived a great frog, "the king toad".&lt;br /&gt;"Tod" they used to call him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tod was fine a frog.&lt;br /&gt;Royalty they said he was.&lt;br /&gt;High he could hop, deep he could swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tod was big, huge rather.&lt;br /&gt;And loud was his voice,&lt;br /&gt;healthy and very fine he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushed twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;Exercised every morning.&lt;br /&gt;Never took a break not even a pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tod was loved.&lt;br /&gt;For he was just, honest and true.&lt;br /&gt;Wise and noble, for the entire pond he cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every quarrel Tod would resolve.&lt;br /&gt;Every problem he would solve.&lt;br /&gt;All he had, he shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all this Tod asked for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;He was happy to make others happy.&lt;br /&gt;But all did know Tod’s one desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to sing.&lt;br /&gt;All told him the truth, “he was horrible”.&lt;br /&gt;Because Tod hated liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Tod never gave up.&lt;br /&gt;Some say he knew not how to.&lt;br /&gt;So everyday he would sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though horrible he was,&lt;br /&gt;The fishes, the cricket, the birds and the worms and all the square pond's denizens,&lt;br /&gt;would patiently hear the toad king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then all would say&lt;br /&gt;You are getting better Tod.&lt;br /&gt;And may be tomorrow is your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all his life Tod waited&lt;br /&gt;For his day to come up.&lt;br /&gt;And all his life he tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally one day to the pond and all its beings,&lt;br /&gt;Tod said “this is my last song, for tomorrow I will die."&lt;br /&gt;And all were sad because Tod never lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all wept. All cried.&lt;br /&gt;And Tod did too cry.&lt;br /&gt;He said his fare well, took his bow and off he went for his final day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All were still crying when the bald monkey came by.&lt;br /&gt;All said he was a saint and he could do much.&lt;br /&gt;"My friends why do you cry please do say?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all told him the truth.&lt;br /&gt;About king toad TOD and how a great frog he was.&lt;br /&gt;And his one dream that never came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Could you help us, please let him sing wonderfully oh mighty one."&lt;br /&gt;All of them begged together. And the bald monkey took out his pipe.&lt;br /&gt;And great big a smoke did he blew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For hours he thought&lt;br /&gt;"How to make a frog sing, how to make a frog sing"&lt;br /&gt;And when he was done, sadder he looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said “no frog can sing. That is nature.&lt;br /&gt;But a human can. And make Tod a human that possible be.&lt;br /&gt;But the cost is very huge my lads" and thrice his head he shook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All the purple water will dry.&lt;br /&gt;You all will have to leave forever.&lt;br /&gt;And Tod would be a human, never a frog again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before he could let them think.&lt;br /&gt;They cried in joy.” I am ready. I am ready."&lt;br /&gt;So after all his efforts to convince them went in vain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Call Tod” he said and so they did.&lt;br /&gt;"Tod you have great friends" and with a big bang&lt;br /&gt;All the water of the square pond dried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And poof in a smoke Tod was a human.&lt;br /&gt;All of them were floating ready to go to their new homes wherever it be.&lt;br /&gt;And bald monkey told Tod all. And then Tod cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sing once before we go Tod. Sing your heart out. Sing Tod"&lt;br /&gt;All said so and even the bald monkey wished it be so.&lt;br /&gt;So began Tod, the sad sad melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sang of all the good times.&lt;br /&gt;He sang of his friends. He sang loud,&lt;br /&gt;Never better was a song sung. Never was heard such a beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people, bird and beast came from all around.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone flocked to see who sang so perfectly&lt;br /&gt;Such melody, such sadness where could there be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then all heard his song.&lt;br /&gt;And all cried for "Tod the Toad king and his friends"&lt;br /&gt;And then a strange sight did all see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the tears shed the pond began to fill.&lt;br /&gt;The water rose and grew purple again.&lt;br /&gt;And when Tod saw this he stopped mid way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked the bald monkey.&lt;br /&gt;Could now everyone stay at the square pond???&lt;br /&gt;"Sure they can" the bald monkey said. "Hip hip Hurray".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again Tod began to sing.&lt;br /&gt; A happy happy song.&lt;br /&gt;And all danced and all had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the story ends.&lt;br /&gt;Hope they all lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;And so this be the last line of this tale, this the last rhyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(new ryhme scheme)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-1225067988734818238?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1225067988734818238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=1225067988734818238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/1225067988734818238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/1225067988734818238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/tod-and-his-friends.html' title='Tod and his Friends'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-9140198853332149864</id><published>2008-09-21T17:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:42:23.281+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;She asked me one day,&lt;br /&gt;A few lines to say.&lt;br /&gt;“You write poetry,&lt;br /&gt;Write one on me.”&lt;br /&gt;I said yes at the time.&lt;br /&gt;I could write a few lines that rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote she is as perfect as one could be.&lt;br /&gt;Serene she is in beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Her smile lights up a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;To help &amp;amp; to smile, she always finds a way.&lt;br /&gt;And pages filled up as time passed by.&lt;br /&gt;And every word was true, I did not lie.&lt;br /&gt;Her kind nature, her gentleness, the twinkle in her eye.&lt;br /&gt;A friend forever, she made time fly by.&lt;br /&gt;And as much as I thought I could still write more.&lt;br /&gt;So much was left while my hands felt sore.&lt;br /&gt;So I kept all the stacks of paper away.&lt;br /&gt;I’d tell it all in the simplest way.&lt;br /&gt;To speak about you eternity is a short time.&lt;br /&gt;But to tell you this I need no rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;An angel you are through heaven send&lt;br /&gt;Am lucky you’re my sister, I have got you till the end.&lt;br /&gt;Am sorry a few lines I could not write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You Rock.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;--- will it do for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-9140198853332149864?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/9140198853332149864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=9140198853332149864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/9140198853332149864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/9140198853332149864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-4762295218531719952</id><published>2008-09-21T17:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:41:24.405+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tea,&lt;br /&gt;What wonderful you be.&lt;br /&gt;One sip inside,&lt;br /&gt;All troubles subside.&lt;br /&gt;Brightens up the day.&lt;br /&gt;Opens up the way.&lt;br /&gt;With friends and family,&lt;br /&gt;Good times comes with tea.&lt;br /&gt;For terms with foes,&lt;br /&gt;A sip of tea – long way it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you soon do forget,&lt;br /&gt;What problems had you met.&lt;br /&gt;In the early morning light,&lt;br /&gt;Or at dusk or twilight.&lt;br /&gt;With biscuits to go.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy every sip, be slow.&lt;br /&gt;Catch up on the time past by.&lt;br /&gt;Albums or stories, laughter and cry.&lt;br /&gt;Can’t start a talk, feeling shy,&lt;br /&gt;A cup of tea makes friends easy.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling low, all alone,&lt;br /&gt;Delight in tea &amp;amp; your company, no reason to mourn.&lt;br /&gt;On grassy lawn, watch the sun go down.&lt;br /&gt;Tea on your lips, watch kids play ‘merry go round’.&lt;br /&gt;On a rainy day, a panacea it be.&lt;br /&gt;Tea &amp;amp; the rain, perfection you’ll see.&lt;br /&gt;Give it a try and you will find,&lt;br /&gt;Tea is solution to all – body and mind.&lt;br /&gt;More than a drink, it is a friend.&lt;br /&gt;A cup of tea, will all amend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-4762295218531719952?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4762295218531719952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=4762295218531719952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/4762295218531719952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/4762295218531719952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/tea.html' title='Tea'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-3348193379059508300</id><published>2008-09-21T17:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:40:27.522+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Searching for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have searched for you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                 under the moonlit sky.&lt;br /&gt;                 on the shore I have walked thousand a mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have looked for your footprints.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                  on the sand, all night long...&lt;br /&gt;                  in silence of the sea I have tried to hear your song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Long have I waited to hear your voice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  under the meadows, under the shade.&lt;br /&gt;                  waited to forget, waited for this memory to fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have stood out in the pouring rain......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Searching for you in the raindrops.&lt;br /&gt;                     On empty streets, lonely bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;At dinners I have sat.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     with the candlelight still a burn.&lt;br /&gt;                     waited alone till the rising sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mornings I have spent in making you breakfast.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          hoping to catch you first words said,&lt;br /&gt;                          but only to find me and an empty bed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have smiled at people going by......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          good morning, good afternoon, good night.&lt;br /&gt;                          They all move, am the one whose still in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The day, the Seasons all have past.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           and still all is same, I look at everything.&lt;br /&gt;                            trying to find you through winter autumns and springs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have looked through the sands of time.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             In my memories, in my truth, in eternity.&lt;br /&gt;                             My search isn't over, don't give up just yet, wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will find you ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just wait for me......&lt;br /&gt;                             Just wait for me......&lt;br /&gt;                             I am coming, together we will be.&lt;br /&gt;                             I am coming, together we will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-3348193379059508300?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3348193379059508300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=3348193379059508300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/3348193379059508300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/3348193379059508300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/searching-for-you.html' title='Searching for you'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-2152119459466986312</id><published>2008-09-21T17:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:38:19.798+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;I am a 21 year old boy.&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for my toy.&lt;br /&gt;I am writing to remind as Christmas comes near.&lt;br /&gt;16 letters so Far I’ve sent, one every year.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the year I have been good.&lt;br /&gt;Did all my homework, behaved as I should.&lt;br /&gt;Made fun of none, help wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I sleep eat &amp;amp; work on time, I stick to the plan.&lt;br /&gt;And all my faults I try to amend.&lt;br /&gt;A good son, good boy I have been a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;I have sent you my address thrice before.&lt;br /&gt;Still, sending a map from Antarctic’s shore.&lt;br /&gt;Just follow the map &amp;amp; you shall see.&lt;br /&gt;Finding my house will be very easy.&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn’t snow here but I’ll keep the AC on.&lt;br /&gt;So it’ll be all when you come along.&lt;br /&gt;And my gift, in case you forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Is the little red car that I broke in the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;It was my brother’s when he was 7 years old.&lt;br /&gt;He loved that car I was told.&lt;br /&gt;So when with him I had a fight.&lt;br /&gt;I broke the car on a moonless night.&lt;br /&gt;He cried, when I told little red to god I had sent.&lt;br /&gt;So in a few days, to god, he too went.&lt;br /&gt;So I wish to say sorry &amp;amp; give him back his car.&lt;br /&gt;And he’ll forgive me; I’ve waited for it so far.&lt;br /&gt;You got him that car on Christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;Please get it back, in you I believe.&lt;br /&gt;So that my life goes not in vain.&lt;br /&gt;And my brother can play with his red car again.&lt;br /&gt;That all I ask dear Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;Signed A brother in remorse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-2152119459466986312?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2152119459466986312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=2152119459466986312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/2152119459466986312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/2152119459466986312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/letter-to-santa.html' title='Letter to Santa'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-1244747101413284489</id><published>2008-09-21T17:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:35:07.757+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Walking in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;I burn with sorrow deep.&lt;br /&gt;Covered in rain drops,&lt;br /&gt;These tears where do I hide?&lt;br /&gt;Shadow beneath my feet,&lt;br /&gt;Now has left me too.&lt;br /&gt;Among this chaos of strangers,&lt;br /&gt;In noises strange and high,&lt;br /&gt;How do I drown this sobs?&lt;br /&gt;Whose echo rips my heart away?&lt;br /&gt;Where do these feet drag me?&lt;br /&gt;I know not this lane this street.&lt;br /&gt;I have felt lonely before.&lt;br /&gt;But now when I need it, no more I have it.&lt;br /&gt;My memory is all of good times.&lt;br /&gt;But then why do they still ache?&lt;br /&gt;Every time you laugh why does my heart break?&lt;br /&gt;The more I say I am alright,&lt;br /&gt;The more they ask, Am I?&lt;br /&gt;They ask me to forget and move on,&lt;br /&gt;Yet all they do is remind.&lt;br /&gt;Under a shade hands held together&lt;br /&gt;Or a two together walking by.&lt;br /&gt;The birds chirping, flowers around.&lt;br /&gt;And the pouring sky.&lt;br /&gt;All that was once with you serene,&lt;br /&gt;Is now a shadow that engraves the pain.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if I wish to forget?&lt;br /&gt;Or to cherish this ache that reminds me of you?&lt;br /&gt;All I know it is very lonely.&lt;br /&gt;And it is sad very very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-1244747101413284489?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1244747101413284489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=1244747101413284489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/1244747101413284489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/1244747101413284489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/09/heartbreak.html' title='Heartbreak'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-88411884462079409</id><published>2008-08-24T12:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-24T13:16:26.249+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My sheep and I</title><content type='html'>My sheep and I, watch clouds swim by.&lt;br /&gt;The grass is our bed, and sky above our head.&lt;br /&gt;I lie and see, he roams free.&lt;br /&gt;The slopes his heaven be, mine too this is the ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;The breeze wants to play, but we say not today.&lt;br /&gt;Today we are just going to lie, my sheep and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too far, where other sheep are.&lt;br /&gt;There is laughter &amp; cry; fun and frolic for all there lie.&lt;br /&gt;But my sheep and I, want nothing but time to pass by.&lt;br /&gt;My sheep and I, just watch the clouds fly by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is eating grass I my lunch, who knows perhaps its supper perhaps its brunch.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like the sun is going down, I am sad &amp; he too has a frown.&lt;br /&gt;We will have to leave soon, already we see the moon.&lt;br /&gt;My sheep and I smile; they’ll both be here in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see her short, pretty &amp; good. And her sheep looking as a sheep should.&lt;br /&gt;She comes next to me &amp; down she lie, and all of us watch the stars up high.&lt;br /&gt;My sheep and I say, this was a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;She asks and its time to go, hand in hand we walk slow.&lt;br /&gt;Her sheep and mine move ahead, we are silent there’s nothing to be said.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect it was tomorrow too it’ll be, this is my life this is me.&lt;br /&gt;Again my sheep and I, will come to see the clouds run by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-88411884462079409?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/88411884462079409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=88411884462079409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/88411884462079409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/88411884462079409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-sheep-and-i.html' title='My sheep and I'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-4969354653605076447</id><published>2008-04-09T15:38:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:46:52.485+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgotten love.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reasons to hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><title type='text'>Reasons to hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_yWkaiCAzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3NEesRbL-u0/s1600-h/%21cid_image002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_yWkaiCAzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3NEesRbL-u0/s200/%21cid_image002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187186423165485874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A million reasons I got,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                            To despise you, to hate you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A million reasons temptations I‘ve fought.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                           To tell you my thoughts, my views.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And though everyday &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                            I battle, my soul cries.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My mind plots, heart prays,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                                               Turn and twist I live in lies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For though a million reason I got.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                            To despise you to hate you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;            To stop loving you I still know not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-4969354653605076447?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4969354653605076447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=4969354653605076447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/4969354653605076447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/4969354653605076447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/reasons-to-hate.html' title='Reasons to hate'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_yWkaiCAzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3NEesRbL-u0/s72-c/%21cid_image002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-3305706201168195853</id><published>2008-04-09T15:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:47:53.173+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missed chance.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgotten love'/><title type='text'>I hate....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_yTAKiCAyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/S7cidDAburo/s1600-h/Edge_of_the_World_by_Jiinyx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_yTAKiCAyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/S7cidDAburo/s200/Edge_of_the_World_by_Jiinyx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187182501860344610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate it&lt;/b&gt; when you smile,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                        &lt;/span&gt;And time seems to stop for a while.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate it&lt;/b&gt; when you talk to me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                       &lt;/span&gt;For the world seems like a better place to be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate it&lt;/b&gt; when you look into my eyes,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;And there exists no more &lt;i style=""&gt;what when&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i style=""&gt;why&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate your&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;touch so soft and delicate,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                          &lt;/span&gt;I loose sense of self, time and date.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate it&lt;/b&gt; when you wonder why,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                           &lt;/span&gt;To amuse me, though, I know you lie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate you&lt;/b&gt; as much hate can be,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                            &lt;/span&gt;Yet shall spend an eternity for your glimpse to see.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;But I hate you&lt;/b&gt; the most,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                              &lt;/span&gt;For you can never be – “&lt;i style=""&gt;M&lt;/i&gt;Y”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And yet I can’t &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Stop living this lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-3305706201168195853?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/3305706201168195853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=3305706201168195853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/3305706201168195853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/3305706201168195853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-hate.html' title='I hate....'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_yTAKiCAyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/S7cidDAburo/s72-c/Edge_of_the_World_by_Jiinyx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-5101564032892053680</id><published>2008-04-09T14:39:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:48:24.898+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first time.....'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proposal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><title type='text'>Forever Loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_yNZqiCAxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IOL5jm8UPgA/s1600-h/nidokidos.org+%284%29_2008-04-08-10-17-57-406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_yNZqiCAxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IOL5jm8UPgA/s200/nidokidos.org+%284%29_2008-04-08-10-17-57-406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187176342877242130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With every breath I take,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I realize it’s a big mistake.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To hope that one day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You will find it in your heart to say,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Together we could have been.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A future you too had seen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And though it would have been late.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Would lay ahead our sealed fate.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet knowing once I was thought of too,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A million battles I’d fight through.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I know that doom lies ahead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With things a million left unsaid.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’d go on to fight again,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Knowing this soul shall perish in vain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But this once I will go with a smile,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cause now am happy, just for a while.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For now I would have known,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No regret, no reason, have I to mourn.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cause you have had thought of me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And that’s all I need for this eternity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So before I bid adieu,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope you knew.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have loved you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have loved you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I have loved you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Forever and&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;more !!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-5101564032892053680?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/5101564032892053680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=5101564032892053680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/5101564032892053680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/5101564032892053680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-n-regret.html' title='Forever Loved'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_yNZqiCAxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IOL5jm8UPgA/s72-c/nidokidos.org+%284%29_2008-04-08-10-17-57-406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-8584903790671401724</id><published>2008-04-07T17:44:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:46:03.114+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mortalty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>My Mortality, My doom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_qM7aiCAvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FcoegWfkNT4/s1600-h/Alone_by_AkaiSoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_qM7aiCAvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FcoegWfkNT4/s200/Alone_by_AkaiSoul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186612873232777970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For a sin that I did not commit,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was forgotten, I was banished.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Locked in the dungeons, my rumors went round.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I became &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;demon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;feared and renowned&lt;b style=""&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;None knew my face but I was known.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It became the howl, which I called my mourn.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Through isolation they took not only my sanity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But made me a beast, took my humanity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then one day an offer was made.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had become too feared, now they too were afraid.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So in mortal lands I was thrown.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though I would soon return, to me was known.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yet happy I was to have my freedom again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No demon, no rumor, I was human, I was sane.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To suffer perils and death as my end.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;An apt solution to suffer mortality, thus I was send.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, thought for this my punishment assigned.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I bless my jury, thank you, you are too kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is my gift, this is their brutality....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;My doom, my haven, my mortality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-8584903790671401724?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8584903790671401724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=8584903790671401724&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/8584903790671401724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/8584903790671401724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-mortality-my-doom.html' title='My Mortality, My doom'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_qM7aiCAvI/AAAAAAAAAEU/FcoegWfkNT4/s72-c/Alone_by_AkaiSoul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-2525756666476438034</id><published>2008-03-29T14:48:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:42:24.576+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scenary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_qOAKiCAwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RLkHxSUv1RY/s1600-h/friedlich_by_moucky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_qOAKiCAwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RLkHxSUv1RY/s200/friedlich_by_moucky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186614054348784386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my roof I see,&lt;br /&gt;The garden in front, the birds the bees.&lt;br /&gt;And yellow twigs, the barren tree,&lt;br /&gt;Dancing leaves flying free.&lt;br /&gt;And sunlight playing hide 'N seek,&lt;br /&gt;Creatures sing, the wind speaks.&lt;br /&gt;A puddle of water lies asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Theres a bud, trying to peep.&lt;br /&gt;In a corner the pretty hide.&lt;br /&gt;Rose, Sunflower, Yellow Red and White.&lt;br /&gt;Teasing n taunting the garden they be.&lt;br /&gt;These bushes, these shrubs look gossipy&lt;br /&gt;Its all so nice, its all so good.&lt;br /&gt;This my life, this is how it should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-2525756666476438034?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2525756666476438034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=2525756666476438034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/2525756666476438034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/2525756666476438034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R_qOAKiCAwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/RLkHxSUv1RY/s72-c/friedlich_by_moucky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-8827313210972827249</id><published>2008-03-27T14:40:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:19:46.305+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurry'/><title type='text'>I Forgot To Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-ulfaiCAuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i-ngvnLHqr4/s1600-h/Old_Man-best-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-ulfaiCAuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i-ngvnLHqr4/s200/Old_Man-best-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182417755336475362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was dying to&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pass highschool and enter a respectable institution.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was dying to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;get a job after passing the world of education.&lt;br /&gt;And then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was dying to ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fall in love and be wedd.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was dying to&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my children's life lead.&lt;br /&gt;After that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was dying to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to get my children wed and send them away.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was dying to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;retire and live my own merry way.&lt;br /&gt;At last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was dying to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;make people follow what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I remembered .....&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I forgot to live a single day.&lt;br /&gt;      I forgot to live a single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-8827313210972827249?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/8827313210972827249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=8827313210972827249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/8827313210972827249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/8827313210972827249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-forgot-to-live.html' title='I Forgot To Live'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-ulfaiCAuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i-ngvnLHqr4/s72-c/Old_Man-best-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-4297263431868739233</id><published>2008-03-27T13:53:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:21:25.926+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lethargy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clouds'/><title type='text'>Cloud Envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-th6qiCAsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aFgcmB6_na8/s1600-h/ground+kashmir2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-th6qiCAsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aFgcmB6_na8/s200/ground+kashmir2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182343456697221826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all, clouds I envy,&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;High above all, deep in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Winds to carry me by,&lt;br /&gt;I wish to float not fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish no memory&lt;br /&gt;No love for life, I just want to exist, just to be.&lt;br /&gt;No dreams, nothing to aspire.&lt;br /&gt;No fear of fall, no lust to rise higher.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond good and evil, beyond truth and lie.&lt;br /&gt;Take no side, never fail , never try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No resposiblity, no expectation,&lt;br /&gt;None despised, no admiration.&lt;br /&gt;Of friends and foes no need there be&lt;br /&gt;No burden of mortal realm, just free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long, I float, just the sky and me,&lt;br /&gt;And cloud thats all i want to be,&lt;br /&gt;And just a cloud is all i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thats my Cloud Envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-4297263431868739233?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/4297263431868739233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=4297263431868739233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/4297263431868739233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/4297263431868739233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/cloud-envy.html' title='Cloud Envy'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-th6qiCAsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aFgcmB6_na8/s72-c/ground+kashmir2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-1180505787189476071</id><published>2008-03-26T16:05:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:22:18.080+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wondering why'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-oqqaiCAmI/AAAAAAAAADM/gg2le9Jkfvc/s1600-h/1be81d9ea7fff857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-oqqaiCAmI/AAAAAAAAADM/gg2le9Jkfvc/s200/1be81d9ea7fff857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182001229408109154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often i ask myself why ?&lt;br /&gt;People want to be bold not shy.&lt;br /&gt;They cry on their defeat,&lt;br /&gt;Only aim to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Why they always want to win ?&lt;br /&gt;Run from evil and sin.&lt;br /&gt;Work during day not night.&lt;br /&gt;Want peace avoid fight.&lt;br /&gt;Why help people in need ?&lt;br /&gt;Try to  commit only  good deed.&lt;br /&gt;On gods why do they trust ?&lt;br /&gt;                                                 And why competion has become a must  ?&lt;br /&gt;                                                 For others why must i care ?&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Why trust ? Why  share ?&lt;br /&gt;                                                 I hear the reply&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Of my each and every WHY&lt;br /&gt;                                                 I hear from my thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                                                    The question is not why but why not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                -- class VII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-1180505787189476071?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/1180505787189476071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=1180505787189476071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/1180505787189476071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/1180505787189476071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-oqqaiCAmI/AAAAAAAAADM/gg2le9Jkfvc/s72-c/1be81d9ea7fff857.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2465248134077696997.post-2641985337528159257</id><published>2008-03-26T08:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:22:59.249+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='battle'/><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-pgK6iCAqI/AAAAAAAAADs/LlUs-yIRGGw/s1600-h/Set_Of_The_Samurai_by_AkaiSoul.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-pgK6iCAqI/AAAAAAAAADs/LlUs-yIRGGw/s200/Set_Of_The_Samurai_by_AkaiSoul.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182060061870129826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of broken hearts and shattered dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Demolished stands and lost esteem.&lt;br /&gt;Silent weeps and eternal sleep.&lt;br /&gt;A tale of  battle past this be&lt;br /&gt;Alls lost, ain't  no victory&lt;br /&gt;Our strength is gone, the reason lost&lt;br /&gt;earned this battle , but at what cost ?&lt;br /&gt;And now we stand with new reasons to kill,&lt;br /&gt;you slayed my kin, made me weep, yet more blood i need still.&lt;br /&gt;And with this blow the war wil end.&lt;br /&gt;Now i die, and to hell you too i send.&lt;br /&gt;No ones left to weep no one to slew,&lt;br /&gt;on our graves they'll start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we'd be a memory,&lt;br /&gt;a myth , a tale thats all we'll  be.&lt;br /&gt;So raise your sword , I wish  you luck.&lt;br /&gt;End this nightmare in which am stuck.&lt;br /&gt;No more reasons to live have i got,&lt;br /&gt;Death I seek, freedom I sought.&lt;br /&gt;And this ,the end, I waited long,&lt;br /&gt;Death despair and darkness, thus ends my song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This is the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2465248134077696997-2641985337528159257?l=archangelsays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/feeds/2641985337528159257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2465248134077696997&amp;postID=2641985337528159257&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/2641985337528159257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2465248134077696997/posts/default/2641985337528159257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://archangelsays.blogspot.com/2008/03/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Archangel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15959805216826591925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qX6hAa6IV9I/R-pgK6iCAqI/AAAAAAAAADs/LlUs-yIRGGw/s72-c/Set_Of_The_Samurai_by_AkaiSoul.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
