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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:07:05.119+05:30</updated><category term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">My Beat</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MyBeat" /><feedburner:info uri="mybeat" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>MyBeat</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-675882261174032045</id><published>2008-12-02T12:01:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:42:31.430+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">Why and oh why ??</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This poem is dedicated to our NSG and police forces who fought 60 + hours of grueling fight against the terrorists to keep Mumbai and India safe. And also to the victims of the terror attack in Mumbai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its in our heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;With blood engraved and signed&lt;br /&gt;I feel them fall like leaves&lt;br /&gt;Only it's that they aren't leaves&lt;br /&gt;But humans like you and me&lt;br /&gt;I feel their tears in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I feel their fear tear out my mind&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it for them&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna know is why&lt;br /&gt;why and oh why ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it blood like whats in us&lt;br /&gt;Flowing thro' your heart&lt;br /&gt;What makes you kill us brother&lt;br /&gt;We are not asking for your blood&lt;br /&gt;We are not asking for your life&lt;br /&gt;We are asking for peace . . .&lt;br /&gt;Come and be with us&lt;br /&gt;Lets enjoy the fruit of unity&lt;br /&gt;Lets have love flowing around&lt;br /&gt;Not hatred and Not War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2008 by Sunandha V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;g:plusone annotation="inline" size="small"&gt;&lt;/g:plusone&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;  (function() {    var po = document.createElement('script'); po.type = 'text/javascript'; po.async = true;    po.src = 'https://apis.google.com/js/plusone.js';    var s = document.getElementsByTagName('script')[0]; s.parentNode.insertBefore(po, s);  })();&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-675882261174032045?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/bN5Ab5F08Lo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/675882261174032045/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=675882261174032045&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/675882261174032045" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/675882261174032045" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/bN5Ab5F08Lo/this-poem-is-dedicated-to-our-nsg-and.html" title="Why and oh why ??" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-poem-is-dedicated-to-our-nsg-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-3635147737208019691</id><published>2008-11-07T22:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:42:45.599+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">If only I knew</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is my new song. Oh! please comment. This is my new attempt on writing about Betrayal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Oh baby! I don't wanna think anymore&lt;br /&gt;My feelings 've gone sore&lt;br /&gt;And my heart's turned stone cold&lt;br /&gt;Coz' it never expected to be sold&lt;br /&gt;What I feel is not a matter now&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so low&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forgive you for what you have done&lt;br /&gt;And now I feel I've always won&lt;br /&gt;You'll never be a part of me - And&lt;br /&gt;Am glad it was never meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What did I do to make you leave me&lt;br /&gt; You were the only there for me&lt;br /&gt; I never knew you never thought so . . .&lt;br /&gt; What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;            - If only I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at you, walk with your new love&lt;br /&gt;I believe, I still live but dunno how&lt;br /&gt;I did things I didn't wanna do&lt;br /&gt;Of them all is falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Is it so a great crime&lt;br /&gt;That i still live with passing time&lt;br /&gt;To know your smiles are not for me&lt;br /&gt;To know your kisses are not for me&lt;br /&gt;And your love is for someone else&lt;br /&gt;oh! when will I ever get some sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-3635147737208019691?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/DXWpWwSCdwo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/3635147737208019691/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=3635147737208019691&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/3635147737208019691" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/3635147737208019691" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/DXWpWwSCdwo/this-is-my-new-song.html" title="If only I knew" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-my-new-song.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-3330555478445998438</id><published>2008-10-08T12:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:42:59.083+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">Don't walk away</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This is my new song - Don't walk away. I am writing this after a extreme dry period. Somehow I feel this is missing some element which is present in my other songs. Just that I dunno what :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still see you walk away&lt;br /&gt;with disgust on your loving face&lt;br /&gt;I stand stunned; dying inside&lt;br /&gt;Still in my moment of daze&lt;br /&gt;And not believing the words you said&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto my love&lt;br /&gt;Hoping its all a game&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand it all till now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dont walk away&lt;br /&gt;You are everything I need&lt;br /&gt;Just dont walk away&lt;br /&gt;Its all ripping me alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to come out&lt;br /&gt;And understand all that you mean&lt;br /&gt;But still am locked inside safe&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to stay serene - Knowing:&lt;br /&gt;Feeling it all would be death&lt;br /&gt;I cry into the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you to take me away&lt;br /&gt;Still crying into the first light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2008 by Sunandha V. &lt;/pre&gt;Please do comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-3330555478445998438?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/UTzOsSSbE3U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/3330555478445998438/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=3330555478445998438&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/3330555478445998438" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/3330555478445998438" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/UTzOsSSbE3U/this-is-my-new-song-dont-walk-away.html" title="Don't walk away" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-my-new-song-dont-walk-away.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-7223523000365475943</id><published>2008-05-04T03:20:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:50:03.491+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">Where did I go wrong . . .</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was the only man&lt;br /&gt;And loved you with all I can&lt;br /&gt;It all felt so correct&lt;br /&gt;And my night seemed so bright&lt;br /&gt;Your presence felt so good&lt;br /&gt;Even in my every single mood&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was out of place&lt;br /&gt;And I did never find a trace&lt;br /&gt;Just&lt;br /&gt;  Where did I go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand, drenched in rain&lt;br /&gt;Wondering where I am,&lt;br /&gt;And without a soul or a heart,&lt;br /&gt;When you left me to part. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you ever know?&lt;br /&gt;Did you always pretend?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno where you are&lt;br /&gt;Or with who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my soul I never had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel your precense everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Its not something I dont care&lt;br /&gt;What did I really do&lt;br /&gt;And make you abandon me so&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I need to live for&lt;br /&gt;Everything round me starts to sour&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else felt so right&lt;br /&gt;But I dont wanna fight&lt;br /&gt;Just&lt;br /&gt;  Where did I go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;© 2008 by Sunandha V. &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-7223523000365475943?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/e9-7rquMDtg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/7223523000365475943/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=7223523000365475943&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/7223523000365475943" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/7223523000365475943" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/e9-7rquMDtg/where-did-i-go-wrong.html" title="Where did I go wrong . . ." /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-did-i-go-wrong.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-6057096733840783182</id><published>2008-04-09T00:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:50:15.366+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">Never leave me again</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You are like a lightning in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a streak of light in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Full of power and beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I don’t wanna be fooled again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My feelings are not a matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When you decide to leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You done care, am dying inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But still I fall for you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What do I do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    Give me a peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never leave me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just let me love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As you deserved all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never leave me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everytime I watch you leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I lose a part of me with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What am I left with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing but a hope to see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh! You always had been right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I don’t wanna think of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I just hope you would be back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And lets start where you let off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Is this I have in life????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2008 by Sunandha V.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-6057096733840783182?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/YAVk3TjRDfw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/6057096733840783182/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=6057096733840783182&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/6057096733840783182" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/6057096733840783182" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/YAVk3TjRDfw/never-leave-me-again-you-are-like.html" title="Never leave me again" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2008/04/never-leave-me-again-you-are-like.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-743610885251075136</id><published>2008-03-16T00:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:50:29.295+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">With you by my side</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This one I wrote for my friend, who requested me to write about her love for her hubby and daughter. This was written as a personalized one for her. Small changes was done to remove the personalization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit by the window sill,&lt;br /&gt;And watch the clouds float by,&lt;br /&gt;To the sun setting in the farther hill,&lt;br /&gt;As I wait for you to return to me.&lt;br /&gt;Many things might come and go again&lt;br /&gt;But its not you and me.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time stand still,&lt;br /&gt;When you saw me across the flowers,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing moved except you and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've never felt so much ecsatacy,&lt;br /&gt; I've lived my life so complete,&lt;br /&gt; But it not just me honey,&lt;br /&gt; It's you who makes me.&lt;br /&gt; I've never wished for more&lt;br /&gt; Everything round me is so clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Everything is gonna be very right,&lt;br /&gt;        With you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I see us together&lt;br /&gt;It feels like a heaven in earth&lt;br /&gt;Nothing feels so beautiful and great&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I could've something to wish for - but&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted is you by me.&lt;br /&gt;And go thro' every second of my life&lt;br /&gt;Till my skin shrinks; and&lt;br /&gt;Till my breath leaves me;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it'd be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Everything is gonna be very right,&lt;br /&gt;        With you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2007 by Sunandha V&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-743610885251075136?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/Hp5cNAlfs9c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/743610885251075136/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=743610885251075136&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/743610885251075136" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/743610885251075136" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/Hp5cNAlfs9c/this-one-i-wrote-for-my-friend-who.html" title="With you by my side" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-one-i-wrote-for-my-friend-who.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-3316921138549369072</id><published>2008-03-01T23:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:50:40.330+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">My English Rose</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Ma new Poem . . . . My English Rose. I wrote this for ma friend who just challenged me in writing this for him . . . and I did it tho' I took a little bit more time. . . He he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her along the woods,&lt;br /&gt;The sun shining on her hair,&lt;br /&gt;Her lovely face raised up to the breeze,&lt;br /&gt;I stood there feeling a warmth creeping in,&lt;br /&gt;Chasing away the cold and lonliness&lt;br /&gt;That made up my heart for long;&lt;br /&gt;Making me wish to be the breeze&lt;br /&gt;That caressed her pretty face&lt;br /&gt;She was there; one among the nature&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could make look more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And nothing was needed also.&lt;br /&gt;I still stand there one among the trees&lt;br /&gt;Engrossing her warmth and beauty,&lt;br /&gt;To fill me forever; And I&lt;br /&gt;Will always be here; My English Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2008 by Sunandha V.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-3316921138549369072?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/v6ox_cLS9tY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/3316921138549369072/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=3316921138549369072&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/3316921138549369072" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/3316921138549369072" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/v6ox_cLS9tY/ma-new-poem.html" title="My English Rose" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2008/03/ma-new-poem.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-5494484607927184098</id><published>2007-08-02T23:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T16:50:52.193+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">If you go . . .</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one i wrote recently and one I love too much . . . Dunno why . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have started my next and will finish this week . . . :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I tell you that I love you &lt;br /&gt;I have never meant it more than I do &lt;br /&gt;When your face glows with a smile &lt;br /&gt;My heart beats as I if raced a mile &lt;br /&gt;Every moment you see me live &lt;br /&gt;Its all you and only you give &lt;br /&gt;There’s no life beyond you &lt;br /&gt;Nothing more will exist if you go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I remember every moment and every word &lt;br /&gt;       As we move along the long road &lt;br /&gt;       You are not one I would lose &lt;br /&gt;       If I do or dont have to choose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I have made mistakes, &lt;br /&gt;And I’ll do whatever it takes, &lt;br /&gt;To make you mine forever and ever &lt;br /&gt;And to give you all within my power. &lt;br /&gt;I need you by my side, &lt;br /&gt;To take my life in it’s stride; &lt;br /&gt;There’s no life beyond you, &lt;br /&gt;Nothing more will exist if you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I remember every moment and every word &lt;br /&gt;       As we move along the long road &lt;br /&gt;       You are not one I would lose &lt;br /&gt;       If I do or dont have to choose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my words’ll reach you; &lt;br /&gt;Or you to understand what you do, &lt;br /&gt;Every moment to my soul and heart, &lt;br /&gt;When you with a sad smile part; &lt;br /&gt;I’ll do anything to make you understand, &lt;br /&gt;Coz’, it’s not something I can withstand. &lt;br /&gt;There’s no life beyond you, &lt;br /&gt;Nothing more will exist if you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             © 2007 by Sunandha V. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-5494484607927184098?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/8A3S30rC8AE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/5494484607927184098/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=5494484607927184098&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/5494484607927184098" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/5494484607927184098" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/8A3S30rC8AE/this-is-one-i-wrote-recently-and-one-i.html" title="If you go . . ." /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-one-i-wrote-recently-and-one-i.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-2880761459557360489</id><published>2007-05-24T00:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:23:18.152+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">My Baby Brother</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WAemGcC685Y/RlSbcxE571I/AAAAAAAAAAU/iF7LytSIJZs/s1600-h/PAGE1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067846399211204434" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WAemGcC685Y/RlSbcxE571I/AAAAAAAAAAU/iF7LytSIJZs/s400/PAGE1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This poem is for Vijay my brother . . . I remember the days I fought with him for really silly matters but i have always loved him like my kid . . . he well knows that but i dunno how much he is gonna accept the fact that he is still the baby I remember with two front tooth gone and a smile that could light up the whole world . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WAemGcC685Y/RlSbpRE572I/AAAAAAAAAAc/u7izuk1BZ6w/s1600-h/PAGE3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067846613959569250" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WAemGcC685Y/RlSbpRE572I/AAAAAAAAAAc/u7izuk1BZ6w/s400/PAGE3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I still remember when you were angry with me and frowning when i compelled to pose for this photo. But I wont tell why . . . )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You are still my pet Vijay .  . . and you always will . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I never knew you as my brother,&lt;br /&gt;I know you as my kid I love and protect,&lt;br /&gt;I know you as my kid I care and cherish,&lt;br /&gt;I saw myself as a knight to slay the dragons,&lt;br /&gt;If ever I saw tears and pain in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am far away but not so far,&lt;br /&gt;You are a living thought I cherish.&lt;br /&gt;You are grown and a man to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;But for me, you are the new born I saw then,&lt;br /&gt;And the baby I watched take every step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the greatest gift I ever had,&lt;br /&gt;And the lovely person I always will love,&lt;br /&gt;My little Bro', I still find  hard to believe,&lt;br /&gt;You are not the baby I held 19 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna believe coz' you're still My Baby Brother . . .                               &lt;br /&gt;© 2007 by Sunandha V.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to you Vijay . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/34859764-2880761459557360489?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/MYG0AKbjJeM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/2880761459557360489/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=2880761459557360489&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/2880761459557360489" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/2880761459557360489" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/MYG0AKbjJeM/this-poem-is-for-vijay-my-brother.html" title="My Baby Brother" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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://bp2.blogger.com/_WAemGcC685Y/RlSbcxE571I/AAAAAAAAAAU/iF7LytSIJZs/s72-c/PAGE1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-poem-is-for-vijay-my-brother.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-2488402405019618760</id><published>2007-04-20T01:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:23:26.046+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">I promise you . . .</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fill you, with a love,&lt;br /&gt;That never; ever fades away;&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice at your smile,&lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel worthy;&lt;br /&gt;And makes me do anything;&lt;br /&gt;That would make you smile,&lt;br /&gt;Every moment and every breath,&lt;br /&gt;I regret; that I hadn’t been earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do some more&lt;br /&gt;Take away all your hurt and pain&lt;br /&gt;And fill you with love to the core&lt;br /&gt;Don’t cry, my little one&lt;br /&gt;I promise you the heaven and angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me a love and a smile,&lt;br /&gt;That doesn’t have a reason,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep you tucked away safe,&lt;br /&gt;Away from all worldly pains,&lt;br /&gt;I remember, baby, during my pain,&lt;br /&gt;The love you shower without limits,&lt;br /&gt;I have you to return to; my flower;&lt;br /&gt;This is all I need in life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do some more&lt;br /&gt;Take away all your hurt and pain&lt;br /&gt;And fill you with love to the core&lt;br /&gt;Don’t cry, my little one&lt;br /&gt;I promise you the heaven and angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2007 by Sunandha V.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-2488402405019618760?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/04psBTLhzWg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/2488402405019618760/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=2488402405019618760&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/2488402405019618760" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/2488402405019618760" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/04psBTLhzWg/i-promise-you.html" title="I promise you . . ." /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-promise-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-2413613978913508479</id><published>2007-04-20T01:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:23:39.232+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">I am out of feelings . . .</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;My new poem  . . . I wrote sometime back but didnt have time to post it here. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a game. . .&lt;br /&gt;Or . . .Did I miss something. . .&lt;br /&gt;Is it not still the same?&lt;br /&gt;Your love is all I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of feelings&lt;br /&gt;Ii've lost evry thing for you&lt;br /&gt;For a love of deciet&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'm still here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the world was mine&lt;br /&gt;Filled with love and trust&lt;br /&gt;When I chose you over time&lt;br /&gt;I gave myself in your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of feelings&lt;br /&gt;I've lost evry thing for you&lt;br /&gt;For a love of deciet&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'm still here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread a nameless future,&lt;br /&gt;With my dreams melting around;&lt;br /&gt;Evry minute around's a torture;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling my heart breaking to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am out of feelings&lt;br /&gt;I've lost evry thing for you&lt;br /&gt;For a love of deciet&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'm still here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long am I to trust;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you to bits and not hate,&lt;br /&gt;As if loving you is a must;&lt;br /&gt;And losing my soul in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2007 by Sunandha V.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-2413613978913508479?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/FDSKOESaHE4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/2413613978913508479/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=2413613978913508479&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/2413613978913508479" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/2413613978913508479" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/FDSKOESaHE4/my-new-poem.html" title="I am out of feelings . . ." /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-new-poem.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-8788165577671258397</id><published>2007-03-02T18:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:23:50.553+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">I am not me . . .</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;"&gt;I tend to think sometimes about what I wanted to be when I was a kid or when I led a carefree life. But am not that now. In the course of life I have started to please every one around me that I now no longer myself, and if I try to be myself I am questioned "Sunandha, why are u changed? You are not the Sunandha I knew." I laugh at these comments coz' I know, Yes I am changed but for good, to seek the girl I had been, Happy and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I dont wanna hurt any one, but I wanna be myself. Can I be . . . Nope I cant be . . . Why? . . . They dunno my originality, they only know what I was trying to be . . . I was just trying to make them happy . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poems has my own feelings about life and how I feel strapped after I analyzed my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold on to my past;&lt;br /&gt;Think about my future,&lt;br /&gt;What I was; but,&lt;br /&gt;What I wanted to be,&lt;br /&gt;I knew what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am,&lt;br /&gt;      Who every one wanted me to be,&lt;br /&gt;      Who every one thought was special,&lt;br /&gt;      But its not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold on to a picture,&lt;br /&gt;A dream that was me,&lt;br /&gt;That would always be one,&lt;br /&gt;I spread my wings far wide,&lt;br /&gt;Take a leap to pleasure, but;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am,&lt;br /&gt;      Who every one wanted me to be,&lt;br /&gt;      Who every one thought was special,&lt;br /&gt;      But its not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold on to my dream,&lt;br /&gt;Live a life that’s a fake,&lt;br /&gt;Take a step that’s destruction,&lt;br /&gt;Look back and see me last,&lt;br /&gt;For am not me, but;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am,&lt;br /&gt;      Who every one wanted me to be,&lt;br /&gt;      Who every one thought was special,&lt;br /&gt;      But its not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to make them understand,&lt;br /&gt;I try to make them trust,&lt;br /&gt;I try and keep trying,&lt;br /&gt;That’s not my fault; that’s what;&lt;br /&gt;Every one wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2007 by Sunandha V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-8788165577671258397?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/oJ-RJ2mupps" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/8788165577671258397/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=8788165577671258397&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/8788165577671258397" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/8788165577671258397" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/oJ-RJ2mupps/i-am-not-me.html" title="I am not me . . ." /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-not-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-7237246851397855086</id><published>2007-02-28T00:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:23:59.629+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">I’ve got Nothing . . .</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one I wrote day b4 sterday night. . . no no sterday morning. . .&lt;br /&gt;there was peace all around . . .I wanted to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys this is the benefit of being a nocturnal creature or devil&lt;br /&gt;(Thats how my friends call me coz' i am awake&lt;br /&gt;when all sleep and I sleep when all rise up in morning :P) . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is coming down, dark;&lt;br /&gt;But, I feel myself drown,&lt;br /&gt;In the depth of your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Shining with all love I ever want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My heart’s in your hands,&lt;br /&gt;     My soul’s in your keep,&lt;br /&gt;     I’ve got nothing more to give,&lt;br /&gt;     Just my love in abundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind is rushing over, cool;&lt;br /&gt;But, I feel so very warm,&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up in your love,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting my fears in the warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My heart’s in your hands,&lt;br /&gt;     My soul’s in your keep,&lt;br /&gt;     I’ve got nothing more to give,&lt;br /&gt;     Just my love in abundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shiver to my very soul,&lt;br /&gt;As the water caress my feet,&lt;br /&gt;United in your love, baby; &lt;br /&gt;Radiating my fear for loss, coz;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My heart’s in your hands,&lt;br /&gt;     My soul’s in your keep,&lt;br /&gt;     I’ve got nothing more to give,&lt;br /&gt;     Just my love in abundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold your hands,&lt;br /&gt;Feel the spring moving on,&lt;br /&gt;Assuring your love in all words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        © 2007 by Sunandha V.                 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-7237246851397855086?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/iI_dACmdBqc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/7237246851397855086/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=7237246851397855086&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/7237246851397855086" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/7237246851397855086" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/iI_dACmdBqc/this-one-i-wrote-day-b4-sterday-night.html" title="I’ve got Nothing . . ." /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-one-i-wrote-day-b4-sterday-night.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-1253015325930564067</id><published>2007-02-17T23:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:24:09.830+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">Feelings</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEELINGS is a small poem I wrote four years back. When I went through all my poems&lt;br /&gt; now, I felt my poems then a little immature . . . a bit on the wrong understanding&lt;br /&gt;of love . . . that every thing about it is good . . . No it has its bad side too . . .&lt;br /&gt;my recent ones take more and more on the emotional side . . . &lt;br /&gt;It comes well actually . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Kindled my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;I felt it would be mine;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my sight in it; feeling,&lt;br /&gt;It would lead my way.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cieze it; feeling,&lt;br /&gt;It would move away - but&lt;br /&gt;An unfortunate, need not feel,&lt;br /&gt;Coz'it would never be mine.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    © 2007 by Sunandha V. &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-1253015325930564067?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/eRjvyr-fLHI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/1253015325930564067/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=1253015325930564067&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/1253015325930564067" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/1253015325930564067" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/eRjvyr-fLHI/feelings-is-small-poem-i-wrote-four.html" title="Feelings" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2007/02/feelings-is-small-poem-i-wrote-four.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-3962570214494732340</id><published>2007-01-30T16:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:24:20.134+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">My Mystery Man</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember staring at the walls;&lt;br /&gt;Putting together, blank words;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to feel, unfelt emotions;&lt;br /&gt;And waiting for a sun in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And then you came,&lt;br /&gt; I felt my emotions in your voice;&lt;br /&gt; You brought out my sun,&lt;br /&gt; Yet for me you remain . . . .&lt;br /&gt;    My Mystery Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember watching the waves on my feet;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to listen, unheard words;&lt;br /&gt;I pictured a world of love;&lt;br /&gt;Yet filled with tears of loneliness;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And then you were there,&lt;br /&gt; Filling my night with love,&lt;br /&gt; With the moonlight on your face&lt;br /&gt; Yet for me you remain . . . .&lt;br /&gt;     My Mystery Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get one more day,&lt;br /&gt;To feel the depths of your love,&lt;br /&gt;To feel the emotions play on your face,&lt;br /&gt;Or to just tell you my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And you just smiled,&lt;br /&gt; made me see depths,&lt;br /&gt; guided me in love,&lt;br /&gt; Yet for me you remain . . . .&lt;br /&gt;     My Mystery Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2007 by Sunandha V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-3962570214494732340?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/4VNA0rSOydg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/3962570214494732340/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=3962570214494732340&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/3962570214494732340" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/3962570214494732340" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/4VNA0rSOydg/my-mystery-man-i-remember-staring-at.html" title="My Mystery Man" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-mystery-man-i-remember-staring-at.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-6136641027450732392</id><published>2007-01-17T15:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:24:30.187+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">Silent love</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moments of loving looks,&lt;br /&gt;The moments of killing glances,&lt;br /&gt;oh dear! could I forget those?&lt;br /&gt;Few years of silent love . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;But few days of silent sleep . . . .&lt;br /&gt;Could you part me dear?&lt;br /&gt;Could anything seperate me from you?&lt;br /&gt;Could those years of silent love be removed.&lt;br /&gt;Make my life flourish,&lt;br /&gt;Not with your thoughts; my love,&lt;br /&gt;But with your presence.&lt;br /&gt;Parting is never for hearts;&lt;br /&gt;Let us continue with . . . .&lt;br /&gt;With years of silent love;&lt;br /&gt;How ever . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;Everything cannot be attained in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2006 by Sunandha V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-6136641027450732392?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/COLarqramSo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/6136641027450732392/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=6136641027450732392&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/6136641027450732392" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/6136641027450732392" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/COLarqramSo/silent-love-moments-of-loving-looks.html" title="Silent love" /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2007/01/silent-love-moments-of-loving-looks.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-295729536191768419</id><published>2006-12-22T09:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:24:41.981+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">Betrayal</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every one has a dream that occurs again and again . . .  we may have a reason or we may not . . .&lt;br /&gt;I too used to have a dream that occurs again and again . . . no reason . . .&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why . . . I brought out tht as a poem . . .This is not a pessimistic or depressive thought . . .&lt;br /&gt;A dream that no one would want to happen in their life no matter what . . . &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being dumped by your bride or groom at the altar&lt;/span&gt; . . .&lt;br /&gt;No one would like it . . . if that happens . . . If you are a guy or a girl . . .&lt;br /&gt;read this as if you are in that position . . . you will understand . . .Hope this brings out real emotions as I intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in the cold rain,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembering your words,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were mine;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to wash off your words,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echoing every second in my head,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay shivering in its strength. &lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I remember your wandering eyes,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I remember your restless smiles,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I remember you walking away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I'll never remember you weren't mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in the end of world,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembering your love,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were mine;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to close off your memories,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Installed in every cell of mine,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shudder in its depth.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I remember your wandering eyes,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I remember your restless smiles,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I remember you walking away,   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I'll never remember you weren't mine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand staring at the aisle,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembering my dreams,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were mine;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to crush my fort,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I built in my dreams,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling down at the wild flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I remember your wandering eyes,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I remember your restless smiles,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I remember you walking away,   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I'll never remember you weren't mine.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still remember you turning around,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel of my dreams,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in all beautiful laces,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember you turning around,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the hands of your love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2007 by Sunandha V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-295729536191768419?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/yX4qP8x5BG0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/295729536191768419/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=295729536191768419&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">I stand . . . .</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;And stare at the falling drops,&lt;br /&gt;I feel your frenzy kisses;&lt;br /&gt;Making me wild with your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you left me,&lt;br /&gt;Was I so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;And-Was I always the fool;&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked along the beach,&lt;br /&gt;And stared at the waves,&lt;br /&gt;I felt your caressing hands;&lt;br /&gt;Making me wild with your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always dream of you,&lt;br /&gt;And-I never knew it would be a just a dream;&lt;br /&gt;I feel your breath as my beat,&lt;br /&gt;If I ever have a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gazed at the moon,&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the silver rays,&lt;br /&gt;I felt your bright aura;&lt;br /&gt;Making me happy with your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why I still wish;&lt;br /&gt;To be your love and life;&lt;br /&gt;To be absorbed in your brightness.&lt;br /&gt;I never want to know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2007 by Sunandha V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-4345283167674222142?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/KfvGIZJXIpo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/4345283167674222142/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=4345283167674222142&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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type="text">I'll be never for you</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was it my mistake . . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To fall for you . . . or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was it destined to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I may never know, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The truth is you will never,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ever know the depth of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I may not be the one for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But you were the one . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Rejection is never accepted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Do remember me, if you're rejected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You will need me once,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I'll be never for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2006 by Sunandha V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-116412328800433005?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/f3rJq7bMcFs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/116412328800433005/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2006/11/ill-be-never-for-you-was-it-my-mistake_21.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-115920723120077237</id><published>2006-09-25T23:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:25:15.163+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">Every time i try . . . . . . . . . .</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Every time i try  . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel myself blush;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel my heart filled;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But am trying still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Evry time I see U . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My feelings seem to rise;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh! dear just a look;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Takes me to the heights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Evry time 'am beside U . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though am near U,I feel myself suffer;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My souls aches in ur love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just your arms around me, my love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just makes me forget this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just soothes my feelings out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I feel myself blush;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Evry time i try forgetting ur first kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;© 2006 by Sunandha V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;This poem is about a girl who remembers her first kiss . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-115920723120077237?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/z92CnHt-rv8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/115920723120077237/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" 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/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2006/09/every-time-i-try.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34859764.post-115894383043911406</id><published>2006-09-22T22:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:25:32.214+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem/Lyrics" /><title type="text">When I first saw him . . . . . . . .</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When I first saw him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I well thought . . . . . always . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He would be mine, life long;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I passed him, ever to be noticed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Always with a small short gaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I felt his smile; heavenly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My heart throbbed fast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I needed his presence;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Badly and ever badly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now too I wish, my only wish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;His presence nearby, his soothing words,&lt;br /&gt;The killing lovely gaze . . . . . . . . . life long, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wishes are only wishes, only wishes.He wants the gal, not me for sure.&lt;br /&gt;He wants her; loves her;&lt;br /&gt;And cares her in his being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now too I notice . . . . . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In one among those gals just passing by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  © 2006 by Sunandha V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;I simply love this one . . . . Infact written by me. . . . This is about the feelings of a girl when she sees her prince charming with another girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34859764-115894383043911406?l=sunandha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyBeat/~4/hTYTpGnf47k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sunandha.blogspot.com/feeds/115894383043911406/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34859764&amp;postID=115894383043911406&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/115894383043911406" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34859764/posts/default/115894383043911406" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyBeat/~3/hTYTpGnf47k/when-i-first-saw-him.html" title="When I first saw him . . . . . . . ." /><author><name>Sunu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12270675505552190293</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><feedburner:origLink>http://sunandha.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-i-first-saw-him.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

