<?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-3084854505612232900</id><updated>2011-12-16T12:54:49.788-08:00</updated><category term='triumph'/><category term='sad'/><category term='people'/><category term='message'/><category term='belief'/><category term='call'/><category term='strength'/><category term='God'/><category term='grace'/><category term='pain'/><category term='wait'/><category term='change'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='faith'/><category term='relief'/><category term='love'/><category term='sorrow'/><category term='erase'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Words Unheard......</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Feelings that no one could ever know.

Words that I could never say.

Words that along their journey...

Got lost in the way...&lt;/i&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-8703200964980190494</id><published>2011-07-05T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T13:49:30.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='message'/><title type='text'>I wish you had called... or left a message on the wall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7XNxbKcYMgE/ThN4rvrq1oI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zlRTil3u5C8/s1600/cobblestone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7XNxbKcYMgE/ThN4rvrq1oI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zlRTil3u5C8/s320/cobblestone.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There was never a day&lt;br /&gt;When your thought didn't cross my mind&lt;br /&gt;Sitting and waiting at the window&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to see you this fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you had called...&lt;br /&gt;left a message on the wall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the notes you left me on the table&lt;br /&gt;or the ones you pinned on the refrigerator&lt;br /&gt;I hoped to see your message on the dusty car window&lt;br /&gt;or maybe a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I wouldn't have told you off&lt;br /&gt;for painting a graffiti in our backyard.&lt;br /&gt;I would write back to you&lt;br /&gt;and re-read your post cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherishing every word&lt;br /&gt;Living every moment you describe&lt;br /&gt;I could go on reading&lt;br /&gt;the letters that you type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could smile a while&lt;br /&gt;and wait a little longer&lt;br /&gt;While you return&lt;br /&gt;our love could grow stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havin' a good laugh at you silly yet cute handwriting&lt;br /&gt;I would decode your encryptions&lt;br /&gt;I'd take my time to understand your letters&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes complex as medical prescriptions!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you are off duty&lt;br /&gt;for a moment if you get lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;there is someone who's waiting&lt;br /&gt;for that one phone call.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to read&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;just a message on the wall&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-8703200964980190494?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/8703200964980190494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=8703200964980190494&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/8703200964980190494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/8703200964980190494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wish-you-had-called-or-left-message.html' title='I wish you had called... or left a message on the wall...'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7XNxbKcYMgE/ThN4rvrq1oI/AAAAAAAAAFg/zlRTil3u5C8/s72-c/cobblestone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-5385072700359157332</id><published>2010-05-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T11:19:12.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Rising from the ashes</title><content type='html'>A poem I wrote some two years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://parabola-pop.deviantart.com/art/Rising-Up-111765370"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/S-2S_YAN82I/AAAAAAAAAEo/QhJkm0sQSGg/s200/Rising_Up_by_Parabola_Pop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471190739797799778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;There were moments of insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;there  were moments of frustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;there were paths that were painful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;there  were points of no return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've been on one way lanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;where I  couldn't turn around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've stood on edges of cliffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;where there  were valleys deep down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've walked on barren lands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;trying to  find the horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;when I looked around for water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;all I found was.... poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've  slept underneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;and I've also borne the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've  withstood the scorching heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;In return I got more pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;There  were times I thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;in an ocean I would drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;But He dragged me  to the shore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;turned to smiles, my frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;He revived me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;when I stopped breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;He consoled me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;when I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;when fears  lead my way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I let Him be my guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've been through hell and  back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I've seen the darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Still i saw rays of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;And  felt His miraculous power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Let fate have the last laugh today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;let  it taunt,let it  mock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;But one day I'll rise from the ashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;and  stand solid as a rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-5385072700359157332?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/5385072700359157332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=5385072700359157332&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5385072700359157332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5385072700359157332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2010/05/rising-from-ashes.html' title='Rising from the ashes'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/S-2S_YAN82I/AAAAAAAAAEo/QhJkm0sQSGg/s72-c/Rising_Up_by_Parabola_Pop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-1660792056496898033</id><published>2010-04-27T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:34:48.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Don't...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kyomichi5252.deviantart.com/art/Erase-83811335"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/S9dXlxzc-iI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2WieUQkUGhA/s200/Erase_by_kyomichi5252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464932979373308450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t bring me back&lt;br /&gt;When I slip out of your mind&lt;br /&gt;Do not even try to resolve&lt;br /&gt;This mystery undefined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not your way&lt;br /&gt;Don’t follow me.&lt;br /&gt;Our lives were forked&lt;br /&gt;and divided forever by destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am  just like the dust in the wind to you,&lt;br /&gt;just another brick in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t reach out to me&lt;br /&gt;If you ever see me fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t miss me&lt;br /&gt;when I am gone.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t try to put right&lt;br /&gt;the things you did wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t bring those flowers to my grave,&lt;br /&gt;don’t come to see me on my deathbed.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t whisper those fake words&lt;br /&gt;If you have not a tear to shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never meant a thing to you&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps never will&lt;br /&gt;We were here not to be together&lt;br /&gt;only a Purpose to fulfill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erase me out of  your life&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wish to leave behind a sign&lt;br /&gt;Not at least on something&lt;br /&gt;that was never mine….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-1660792056496898033?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/1660792056496898033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=1660792056496898033&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/1660792056496898033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/1660792056496898033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont.html' title='Don&apos;t...'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/S9dXlxzc-iI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2WieUQkUGhA/s72-c/Erase_by_kyomichi5252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-2363826752874053044</id><published>2010-01-17T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T09:07:00.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I keep walking on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shatteredmyth.deviantart.com/art/Walking-Away-117456383"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/S1NDgnvzdFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/BHpw_NBzoIw/s200/Walking_Away_by_shatteredmyth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427756203615941714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't know where my home is...&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where I belong,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I keep walking on&lt;br /&gt;I keep walking on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With nobody for company&lt;br /&gt;except the dust kicked up by own feet&lt;br /&gt;I take a step further&lt;br /&gt;With every heart beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps running from people&lt;br /&gt;Maybe from melancholy&lt;br /&gt;Trying to escape fears&lt;br /&gt;or maybe evading 'me'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling out His name&lt;br /&gt;I hum a certain song&lt;br /&gt;A few miles down the lane&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading towards nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I drag my feet along&lt;br /&gt;I keep walking on&lt;br /&gt;I keep walking on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-2363826752874053044?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/2363826752874053044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=2363826752874053044&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/2363826752874053044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/2363826752874053044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-keep-walking-on.html' title='I keep walking on...'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/S1NDgnvzdFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/BHpw_NBzoIw/s72-c/Walking_Away_by_shatteredmyth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-1529203548607888557</id><published>2009-11-21T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T06:48:48.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Anything to be with You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://country47.deviantart.com/art/Alone-with-her-Thoughts-125641153"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/Swf9q71kQtI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OvyLDeo929Q/s320/Alone_with_her_Thoughts_by_country47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406568791740269266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Light that guides me is You..&lt;br /&gt;The force that drives me is You&lt;br /&gt;What are then these mountains that intimidate me??&lt;br /&gt;If a hundred storms lead to You,&lt;br /&gt;I'd embrace them too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-1529203548607888557?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/1529203548607888557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=1529203548607888557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/1529203548607888557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/1529203548607888557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-be-with-you.html' title='Anything to be with You'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/Swf9q71kQtI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OvyLDeo929Q/s72-c/Alone_with_her_Thoughts_by_country47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-6749022317344516922</id><published>2009-10-23T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:27:05.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>When everything fades away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sayinbayan.deviantart.com/art/Look-right-through-me-70617325"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SuICBcAXwsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ax59qql9zlY/s320/Look_right_through_me_by_SayinBayan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395877527264150210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing under the sun&lt;br /&gt;is hear to stay&lt;br /&gt;everything like vapor&lt;br /&gt;will some day fade away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mortal life ends,&lt;br /&gt;we all head to the grave&lt;br /&gt;as it lay open&lt;br /&gt;for the weak and the brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'love'&lt;/span&gt; is volatile&lt;br /&gt;which from a heart, disappears&lt;br /&gt;Yet that is the 'love'&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we chase&lt;br /&gt;The 'love' that only brings tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises are broken&lt;br /&gt;and so are hearts&lt;br /&gt;memories that stay behind&lt;br /&gt;seem like painful darts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the wind blows away&lt;br /&gt;all the earthly dust,&lt;br /&gt;I return to the place&lt;br /&gt;where I found &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where seasons never change&lt;br /&gt;and rivers never run dry&lt;br /&gt;Where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;reside&lt;br /&gt;in the heaven so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-PJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-6749022317344516922?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/6749022317344516922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=6749022317344516922&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/6749022317344516922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/6749022317344516922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-everything-fades-away.html' title='When everything fades away....'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SuICBcAXwsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ax59qql9zlY/s72-c/Look_right_through_me_by_SayinBayan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-5075882503305851924</id><published>2009-07-12T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:48:21.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='triumph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Aye Aye Father!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/Slo8JSo7DjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TuqvRLXIE6o/s1600-h/Where_is_my_ship____by_cocacolagirlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/Slo8JSo7DjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TuqvRLXIE6o/s320/Where_is_my_ship____by_cocacolagirlie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357660837030596146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cocacolagirlie.deviantart.com/art/Where-is-my-ship-77184869"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(picture:www.deviantart.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a long way to go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before you fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There lay oceans to cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for our mighty ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Storms would ensnare us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and as the tide rises against us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the wind may break our sails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remember one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My li'l sailor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My strength never fails!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don the captain's hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and steer the ship's wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while I make a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amidst the angry winds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look how the waves kneel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So why do you worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when I am with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh li'l sailor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the winds and tide may change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but My love will always be upon you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I will stay the same forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aye Aye Father!"&lt;br /&gt;said the sailor..&lt;br /&gt;And to salute, he raised his hand.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's begin our journey&lt;br /&gt;to the other side of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;towards our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;golden land&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And even if I falter a hundred million times,&lt;br /&gt;nothing will ever break us&lt;br /&gt;And our ship will sail through..&lt;br /&gt;For I believe in You oh Father&lt;br /&gt;for I believe in You!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-5075882503305851924?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/5075882503305851924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=5075882503305851924&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5075882503305851924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5075882503305851924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2009/07/aye-aye-father.html' title='Aye Aye Father!'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/Slo8JSo7DjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TuqvRLXIE6o/s72-c/Where_is_my_ship____by_cocacolagirlie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-5810870489392596907</id><published>2009-07-01T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:11:05.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His words I hear....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SksaCfF7IlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Gk6ACfg766I/s1600-h/wi_praying_hands_ckb_1jpg_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SksaCfF7IlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Gk6ACfg766I/s320/wi_praying_hands_ckb_1jpg_copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353401212068373074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you cry, oh heart&lt;br /&gt;so little, so weak&lt;br /&gt;I have given to you&lt;br /&gt;all that you seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen your troubles&lt;br /&gt;and heard all your needs&lt;br /&gt;Just hang in for a while&lt;br /&gt;Till the tide recedes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No enemy can even touch you&lt;br /&gt;When I am here&lt;br /&gt;Where my power reigns&lt;br /&gt;and trembles fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not let you stumble&lt;br /&gt;or face defeat&lt;br /&gt;Be still and you'll find me&lt;br /&gt;In every heart beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-5810870489392596907?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/5810870489392596907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=5810870489392596907&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5810870489392596907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5810870489392596907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2009/07/his-words-i-hear.html' title='His words I hear....'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SksaCfF7IlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Gk6ACfg766I/s72-c/wi_praying_hands_ckb_1jpg_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-4427641102621102981</id><published>2009-05-25T03:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T03:16:00.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xF6Ry5euDU/ShpvIlBUOHI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vrtrOIo8Zeg/s1600-h/Nostalgia_by_EmelDemirkan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xF6Ry5euDU/ShpvIlBUOHI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vrtrOIo8Zeg/s320/Nostalgia_by_EmelDemirkan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339702501368412274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've seen her many times&lt;br /&gt;but never like this before&lt;br /&gt;as I drew back&lt;br /&gt;she began to chase me all the more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a summer night&lt;br /&gt;she felt like freezing cold&lt;br /&gt;She came like a tune never heard&lt;br /&gt;like a story never told!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took me to the past&lt;br /&gt;she got me enticed&lt;br /&gt;With those big blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;she got me hypnotized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to escape her&lt;br /&gt;in the darkness of the night..&lt;br /&gt;but even before I could flee..&lt;br /&gt;she held my hand&lt;br /&gt;and gripped me so tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Feeling nostalgic....like never before!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-4427641102621102981?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/4427641102621102981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=4427641102621102981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/4427641102621102981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/4427641102621102981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2009/05/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia!'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0xF6Ry5euDU/ShpvIlBUOHI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vrtrOIo8Zeg/s72-c/Nostalgia_by_EmelDemirkan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-5850481399355286834</id><published>2009-05-07T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:18:04.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did you all go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where did you go?&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;Li'l drops of rain..&lt;br /&gt;Li'l flakes of snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the mountain tops&lt;br /&gt;I wished to shout from?&lt;br /&gt;Where did those dreams go&lt;br /&gt;which once where my home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the gentle zephyr&lt;br /&gt;that gladly chased me,&lt;br /&gt;as I ran like a kid&lt;br /&gt;through the fields, trying to flee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you raging sea!&lt;br /&gt;Did you wash away my castle?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it broken apart&lt;br /&gt;in the storm so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the tiny birds&lt;br /&gt;and where is my rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;Where are the seasons?&lt;br /&gt;Where did they all go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun's aint here..&lt;br /&gt;when's already dawn&lt;br /&gt;is it playing hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;or is it already gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back you li'l raindrops&lt;br /&gt;Come back  li'l flakes of snow&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me before&lt;br /&gt;my head rests on death's pillow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-5850481399355286834?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/5850481399355286834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=5850481399355286834&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5850481399355286834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5850481399355286834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-did-you-all-go.html' title='Where did you all go?'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-8052323092951248158</id><published>2009-03-26T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T04:27:40.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the corner of the road....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On a crowded street,&lt;br /&gt;you may not see her.&lt;br /&gt;Amidst worldly noises&lt;br /&gt;her voice,&lt;br /&gt;you may fail to hear.&lt;br /&gt;But out in the cold,on the street where it snowed..&lt;br /&gt;she'd wait for you&lt;br /&gt;at the corner of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind may be too burdened&lt;br /&gt;to have her thought.&lt;br /&gt;Her picture might struggle to&lt;br /&gt;find a place in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;But out in the cold,on the street where it snowed..&lt;br /&gt;she'd wait for you&lt;br /&gt;at the corner of the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SctmJjwoi5I/AAAAAAAAADw/KdfaS-tZghA/s1600-h/waiting_by_muttleydosomething.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SctmJjwoi5I/AAAAAAAAADw/KdfaS-tZghA/s320/waiting_by_muttleydosomething.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317456099445083026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://muttleydosomething.deviantart.com/art/waiting-81458800"&gt;pic courtesy:www.deviantart.com)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You may leave her&lt;br /&gt;alone on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;You may walk out&lt;br /&gt;slamming the door.&lt;br /&gt;But out in the rain,on the street where it poured..&lt;br /&gt;she'd wait for you&lt;br /&gt;at the corner of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;when the sun goes low&lt;br /&gt;At the darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;when strong winds blow....&lt;br /&gt;if ever you wish to be with her again...&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look around you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For out in the cold,on the street where it snowed&lt;br /&gt;Underneath a light&lt;br /&gt;that never grows old....&lt;br /&gt;she'll be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;at the corner of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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road....'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SctmJjwoi5I/AAAAAAAAADw/KdfaS-tZghA/s72-c/waiting_by_muttleydosomething.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-3593000764986903906</id><published>2009-03-11T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:22:13.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I see You everywhere I go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta 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	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;You are like a li'l butterfly&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;resting on my hand&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;In the cloudy skies You appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;As a coloured band...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt; face shines&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;As the morning sun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;glow in the sky&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;as the radiant moon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Turning into a star&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; wink at me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;At times&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;become the blanket&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I sleep under peacefully.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; are the sound&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;of the waves crashing on the rock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;You appear at the door&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;As the most awaited knock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;are like the&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;smell of earth after the rain&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;are the antibiotic&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;that heals the pain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SbdkelF22gI/AAAAAAAAACo/5LDX_f7azhQ/s1600-h/This_is_Freedom__by_DreamingPhotographer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SbdkelF22gI/AAAAAAAAACo/5LDX_f7azhQ/s320/This_is_Freedom__by_DreamingPhotographer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311824762022320642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; are the hen&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;that gathers her chicken&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Who covers them with her wings&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;and protects her children.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;in the sweetest smile.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; are the reason&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;to walk that mile.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; sound like&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;the notes of music.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Sometimes...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; make me laugh...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;Through a cartoon flick.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;And then sometimes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;As I fall asleep...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; gone..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I see an empty lane...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;But right then in a gentle kiss..&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;I find &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-3593000764986903906?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/3593000764986903906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=3593000764986903906&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/3593000764986903906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/3593000764986903906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-see-you-everywhere-i-go.html' title='I see You everywhere I go...'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SbdkelF22gI/AAAAAAAAACo/5LDX_f7azhQ/s72-c/This_is_Freedom__by_DreamingPhotographer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-2568630679589031871</id><published>2009-03-01T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:47:06.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This feeling of Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hold me, Oh hold me&lt;br /&gt;Like never before.&lt;br /&gt;Let me drown in you&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart soar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you&lt;br /&gt;Oh you beautiful feeling&lt;br /&gt;What took you so long?&lt;br /&gt;where were you hiding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentle breeze&lt;br /&gt;brushed against my skin,&lt;br /&gt;When in my life&lt;br /&gt;you first walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/Satv5nIInnI/AAAAAAAAACg/4M7VthDfFUM/s1600-h/Love_hovered_in_her_gaze_by_sStranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/Satv5nIInnI/AAAAAAAAACg/4M7VthDfFUM/s320/Love_hovered_in_her_gaze_by_sStranger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308459621332590194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(picture:www.deviantart.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found you on my way&lt;br /&gt;As I walked alone&lt;br /&gt;When the world forsook me&lt;br /&gt;When I was forlorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I walk with love&lt;br /&gt;My merry soul sings&lt;br /&gt;As an old chapter ends&lt;br /&gt;As a new one begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live a blessed life&lt;br /&gt;showered from above&lt;br /&gt;One which knows nothing&lt;br /&gt;but only love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;(This is the first time ever since I started writing poetry, that I haven't written a poem in 3 months!!...that's like long time...lol:P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-2568630679589031871?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/2568630679589031871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=2568630679589031871&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/2568630679589031871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/2568630679589031871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-feeling-of-love.html' title='This feeling of Love...'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/Satv5nIInnI/AAAAAAAAACg/4M7VthDfFUM/s72-c/Love_hovered_in_her_gaze_by_sStranger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-1754256403919661430</id><published>2008-11-22T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:49:06.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SSfxmgMJrQI/AAAAAAAAABw/7xhH2-OIDj8/s1600-h/dark_girl_by_jarkheld.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SSfxmgMJrQI/AAAAAAAAABw/7xhH2-OIDj8/s320/dark_girl_by_jarkheld.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271447532638678274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;There's more to me&lt;br /&gt;than what you see.&lt;br /&gt;behind a quiet face&lt;br /&gt;lies a sea of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;like those feelings,&lt;br /&gt;that find no expression.&lt;br /&gt;like those few words,&lt;br /&gt;that have no definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like...&lt;br /&gt;The depth of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;you never discovered.&lt;br /&gt;Like those mountain tops,&lt;br /&gt;Which were never conquered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...&lt;br /&gt;those fine and tiny&lt;br /&gt;grains of sand,&lt;br /&gt;which when held, find a way&lt;br /&gt;and escape through your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you think of me&lt;br /&gt;might be just your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;For that might be a mirage&lt;br /&gt;perhaps just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont go by my looks&lt;br /&gt;For looks can deceive.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is not always&lt;br /&gt;what your eyes perceive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am, like the rest&lt;br /&gt;just a face in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;A tiny dot on the earth,&lt;br /&gt;A perfection that is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not try to find me,&lt;br /&gt;Do not understand me.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be a secret,&lt;br /&gt;let me be a mystery.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-1754256403919661430?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/1754256403919661430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=1754256403919661430&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/1754256403919661430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/1754256403919661430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2008/11/me.html' title='Me....'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/SSfxmgMJrQI/AAAAAAAAABw/7xhH2-OIDj8/s72-c/dark_girl_by_jarkheld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-6941953103385325794</id><published>2008-11-14T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:08:58.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a wing and prayer....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mrm.org/files/images/praying-under-beautiful-sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 230px;" src="http://www.mrm.org/files/images/praying-under-beautiful-sky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(picture courtesy:www.mrm.org)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keeps his face to the sun&lt;br /&gt;he hopes,&lt;br /&gt;it will be better.&lt;br /&gt;He knows he'll survive&lt;br /&gt;on a wing and a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a sturdy mountain,&lt;br /&gt;he stands unfazed&lt;br /&gt;in the face of rough weather.&lt;br /&gt;He knows he'll survive&lt;br /&gt;on a wing and a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll find his way&lt;br /&gt;around giant rocks&lt;br /&gt;As does flowing water.&lt;br /&gt;He knows he'll survive&lt;br /&gt;on a wing and a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll break free&lt;br /&gt;from those mighty shackles&lt;br /&gt;He'll break the tether.&lt;br /&gt;He knows he'll survive&lt;br /&gt;on a wing and a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For he who looks up to Him&lt;br /&gt;and hangs on to faith,&lt;br /&gt;will be blessed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will survive ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;on just a wing and a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;During World War One airplanes were still a novelty and untested in war. A "wing and a prayer" was first uttered when an American flier came in with a badly damaged wing. &lt;p&gt;His fellow pilots and mechanics were amazed he didn't crash. He replied he was praying all the way in. Another pilot chimed in that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"a wing and a prayer brought you back&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that is when the phrase..'wing and a prayer'  originated.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-6941953103385325794?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/6941953103385325794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=6941953103385325794&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/6941953103385325794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/6941953103385325794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-wing-and-prayer.html' title='On a wing and prayer....'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-4157114946669620589</id><published>2008-11-03T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T06:31:07.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close your eyes, keep your mind wide open....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41033000/jpg/_41033814_thewardrobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41033000/jpg/_41033814_thewardrobe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and look at the world.&lt;br /&gt;Its full of magic,&lt;br /&gt;here, mysteries unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can fly if you want,&lt;br /&gt;You can catch the stars.&lt;br /&gt;Build castles of gold&lt;br /&gt;and gates of silver bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can dance with angels&lt;br /&gt;You can hold their hands&lt;br /&gt;You can dine with fairies&lt;br /&gt;carrying magical wands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hop on the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Go for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;With the sun gleaming at you,&lt;br /&gt;and the moon by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dream a dream&lt;br /&gt;you'd want to live&lt;br /&gt;For everything could be yours&lt;br /&gt;If only you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;keep your mind wide open&lt;br /&gt;Live your fantasies&lt;br /&gt;before you awaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;......was inspired by the quote "Close your eyes keep your mind wide open" in the  movie 'bridge to terabithia'...and the movie itself.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-4157114946669620589?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/4157114946669620589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=4157114946669620589&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/4157114946669620589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/4157114946669620589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Close your eyes, keep your mind wide open....'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-5485468357483515673</id><published>2008-09-22T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:08:43.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kurthettle.com/sketchbook/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/someday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.kurthettle.com/sketchbook/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/someday.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someday you'll see,&lt;br /&gt;the love behind those eyes.&lt;br /&gt;That they weren't lying&lt;br /&gt;you will realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday you'll value&lt;br /&gt;the words she said.&lt;br /&gt;For they weren't mere letters,&lt;br /&gt;they bore her heart beats instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll feel&lt;br /&gt;her gentle kiss.&lt;br /&gt;when your lips are parched,&lt;br /&gt;in search of the perfect bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday as you walk,&lt;br /&gt;you'll long for her footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;You'll miss those imprints in sand,&lt;br /&gt;In your loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday her single tear&lt;br /&gt;To you,would mean a lot.&lt;br /&gt;When She'd be away, defeated&lt;br /&gt;in the battle she fought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'd wish,&lt;br /&gt;you hadn't walked away.&lt;br /&gt;That she'd still be with you&lt;br /&gt;by your side, this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-5485468357483515673?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/5485468357483515673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=5485468357483515673&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5485468357483515673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/5485468357483515673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2008/09/someday.html' title='Someday......'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-3302189004048627868</id><published>2008-08-25T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:51:32.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting started!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Although I am not much of a poet i do like writing and reading poems.When I started blogging,my first post ever was a poem.So instead of leaving this blog to die with no posts on it....i thought of getting my blog started with a poem too.Here's a blast from the past;)...i.e. one of the first poems on my first blog '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://mysevendreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;the seventh world&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;' And of all the poems that i've written,this one still remains close to my heart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A night of broken dreams and the morning after...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She thought she’d hug him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When she meets him…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She’d cry in his arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And never leave him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She'd whisper in his ears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tell him that she missed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and he'd whisper back to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that he felt the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He'd strum the guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and play her favorite song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she'd hum to the tune..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and swing along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There wouldn't be lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;only the moon would glow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;there won't be anyone around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;except their own shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They'd then walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;on an empty street..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;silence alone would be talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;leaves kissing their bare feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But little did she know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;there was a twist in the tale..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aprilrainshowers.com/fairy_in_forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.aprilrainshowers.com/fairy_in_forest.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that she"d go terribly wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that her plan would fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In the midst of nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she was standing all alone;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;facing the reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;where she was forlorn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone had smashed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;her rose tinted glasses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the ground beneath her feet slipped..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;her world reduced to ashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She took a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to pick up the pieces..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'coz it was ages since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in a desert , she found an oasis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It was a night of a broken dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that left a taste so bitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But the night she knew would pass.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she feared..... the morning after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-3302189004048627868?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/3302189004048627868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=3302189004048627868&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/3302189004048627868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/3302189004048627868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-started.html' title='getting started!'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3084854505612232900.post-8515939439128449704</id><published>2008-07-04T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T14:52:02.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is where i blog.....</title><content type='html'>pj....blogs here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://www.arushofthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREEFALLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3084854505612232900-8515939439128449704?l=apoetswords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/feeds/8515939439128449704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3084854505612232900&amp;postID=8515939439128449704&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/8515939439128449704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3084854505612232900/posts/default/8515939439128449704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoetswords.blogspot.com/2008/07/tats-where-i-blog.html' title='this is where i blog.....'/><author><name>pj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09990112492985462624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBTf67KeCGg/TAFr2EpD7TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/noPUF6TRW84/S220/ilike.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
