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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/opensearch/1.1/" 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:geo="http://www.w3.org/2003/01/geo/wgs84_pos#" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQARX4yeCp7ImA9WhRWFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437</id><updated>2012-01-02T09:55:44.090+05:30</updated><category term="Friends" /><category term="Gathered from Net" /><category term="Poems by Sunil" /><category term="Lord Krishna" /><category term="My Poems" /><category term="JRR Tolkein" /><title>Poet Inside</title><subtitle type="html">&lt;small&gt;The music of language, intricate rhyme schemes, elegant phrases, vivid images - the art of poetry is enough to inspire many to write it. Poetry is the practice of creating artworks using language. What could be a better way than discovering the music inside yourself than Poetry? Words are the soul of any rythm, any sort of music.&lt;/small&gt;</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.poetinside.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.poetinside.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</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/PoetInside" /><feedburner:info uri="poetinside" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><geo:lat>28.2</geo:lat><geo:long>70.30</geo:long><feedburner:emailServiceId>PoetInside</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIGQH07eSp7ImA9WhdQFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-4928607897458385284</id><published>2011-08-17T17:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-17T17:32:01.301+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-17T17:32:01.301+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gathered from Net" /><title>A Soldier's Wish</title><summary type="html">If I die in a combat zone
Box me up and ship me home

Put my medals on my chest
Tell my mom I did my best

Tell my love not to cry
I was a soldier born to die!


- Words from Tim O'Brien's tour of duty in the Vietnam war.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/ITmXQsRFNUY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/4928607897458385284?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/4928607897458385284?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/ITmXQsRFNUY/soldiers-wish.html" title="A Soldier's Wish" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2011/08/soldiers-wish.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8DQ3Y6eSp7ImA9WhZQGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-4979125472992823511</id><published>2011-04-26T17:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-26T17:07:52.811+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-26T17:07:52.811+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>One Fine Day</title><summary type="html">The sun is rising, clear and bright,
winds gushing from all over,
a huge dust storm looms,
its pale shadowing the white.

The road ahead livens hope
despite the traffic's relaxing noise
falling leaves from trees remind
around one, our lives are loped.

Few hours of the lightened dark
dampens the inherent fears
a small window in the bottom right
rejuvinates them to re-embark.

If only one could &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/D-YXlEN-c2M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/4979125472992823511?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/4979125472992823511?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/D-YXlEN-c2M/one-fine-day.html" title="One Fine Day" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2011/04/one-fine-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkANSHs4eSp7ImA9WhZREUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-1200153008273548926</id><published>2011-04-07T16:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:43:19.531+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-07T16:43:19.531+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Your Smile</title><summary type="html">If there ever was a way devised
to quantum how much I love you
and in my arms you could surmise
realizing, it, for sure to be true

No path was ever paved
nor the course ever shown
which may lead to the way
where love herbs are grown

But what love would be
if one were to discover such a path
none but the power demeaned
inviting your inner soul’s wrath

for love is a blessing, not a wile,
whose &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/m7e3zwkMbr0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/1200153008273548926?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/1200153008273548926?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/m7e3zwkMbr0/your-smile.html" title="Your Smile" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2011/04/your-smile.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcHQXg_fSp7ImA9Wx9WEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-3537726998739903803</id><published>2011-01-16T08:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-16T08:50:30.645+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-16T08:50:30.645+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gathered from Net" /><title>Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening</title><summary type="html">Whose woods these are I think I know. 
His house is in the village, though; 
He will not see me stopping here 
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer 
To stop without a farmhouse near 
Between the woods and frozen lake 
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake 
To ask if there's some mistake. 
The only other sound's the sweep 
Of easy&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/bYRxi8YdQ4o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3537726998739903803?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3537726998739903803?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/bYRxi8YdQ4o/stopping-by-woods-on-snowy-evening.html" title="Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2011/01/stopping-by-woods-on-snowy-evening.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUNQX47eyp7ImA9Wx9UFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-8379549875320555847</id><published>2010-10-10T18:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:54:50.003+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-14T17:54:50.003+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Happy Birthday!</title><summary type="html">On this beautiful autumn day
when you wake up to the sun's ray
and a chill in the air's fray
tired of games, the dreams did play

Watch the numen blessed your way
with numerous strewn beautiful leaves
around you are your loved ones
with every word, a blessing who weave

Breathe the aroma of nature mother
dance in the arms of shine anew
embrace the goodness of next year 
where your every wish will&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/_H2eHlblGfs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8379549875320555847?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8379549875320555847?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/_H2eHlblGfs/happy-birthday.html" title="Happy Birthday!" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/10/happy-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4HSHg4eCp7ImA9Wx5VEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-7653111483830461136</id><published>2010-10-02T22:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-02T22:15:39.630+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-02T22:15:39.630+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>To Live!</title><summary type="html">I'm strong for I know my weaknesses,
I'm wise for I've been foolish,
I'm brave for I've conquered my fears,
I'm clever for I do my heart.

I laugh for I've known sadness,
I sing for I've been quiet,
I dance for I've stood still,
I walk for I've fallen often.

I sleep for the dreams,
I dream for I've hope,
I hope for I'm in love,
I love for, to love is to live.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/4nMDROtBptQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/7653111483830461136?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/7653111483830461136?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/4nMDROtBptQ/to-live.html" title="To Live!" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/10/to-live.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQEQXsyeCp7ImA9Wx5SFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-9077603471691368399</id><published>2010-08-09T21:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-10T22:08:20.590+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-10T22:08:20.590+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Time</title><summary type="html">Time when life is good
time when things are bad
time when everything is worse
time when life seems a curse.

It's not the sin of time
but of the soul of mine
blind to the unmatching rhyme
of life that I played mime.

Time does not halt
time does not speed
time does not turn
time will not mislead.

In our soul lies the craft
of deceit, of game, of greed
the values of your human creed
where honesty&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/04lR2etx6V0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/9077603471691368399?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/9077603471691368399?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/04lR2etx6V0/time.html" title="Time" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/08/time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8GQHk5fip7ImA9WxFQGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-7098337891643425261</id><published>2010-05-15T20:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-15T20:00:21.726+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-15T20:00:21.726+05:30</app:edited><title>Random</title><summary type="html">Hobbits, Orcs, Humans and Elves,
all tied together, in story of courage,
of power of allies, of love's strength
of evil of deciet, of one's own selves!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/hj-6ODE3Ey0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/7098337891643425261?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/7098337891643425261?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/hj-6ODE3Ey0/random.html" title="Random" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/05/random.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04FQX45fip7ImA9WxFQFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-4689351643706073523</id><published>2010-05-09T21:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:48:30.026+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-09T21:48:30.026+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>I Sail!</title><summary type="html">Clouds set in, bringing rain and hail
fragrance infects my thoughts
I find myself on a voyage
in the sea of dreams, I sail.

In between our jog on a spring dawn
with my fingers I spoil your hair
breathing the dew wet greens of our lawn
making sure you have no worries or a care.

We sing, laugh and play
away from summer's reach
building sand castles all day
on a beautiful island beach.

Watching &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/fKmcSdyQhl8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/4689351643706073523?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/4689351643706073523?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/fKmcSdyQhl8/i-sail.html" title="I Sail!" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/05/i-sail.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcARHo7fip7ImA9WxFSEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-210841683421083091</id><published>2010-04-11T22:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:10:45.406+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-11T22:10:45.406+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Evenstar!</title><summary type="html">you are the beginning, you are the end
you the fragrance, you my life's essence

a glimpse of you, eases all my pain
your innocence, forces the sun to rain

a journey I make, path hidden from me
I will not falter, the shining star leads me

cloud of doubts hunt, the hope eludes
in those haunting dreams, lie the clues

will never wax and wane, the light of elindir
purifies the heart, in darkness, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/hTd3Bqd0ry0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/210841683421083091?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/210841683421083091?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/hTd3Bqd0ry0/evenstar.html" title="Evenstar!" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/04/evenstar.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQHQ38_fyp7ImA9Wx9UFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-8952701278787513153</id><published>2010-03-26T23:15:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:55:32.147+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-14T17:55:32.147+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Tid Bits</title><summary type="html">One fine day, a friend wrote, Tomorrow will be bright and will bring new light... and started it all!

I wake up every day,
in the anticipation of light,
but even searching all lengths,
I still can't find my way!

[...]

I wander not for the light
but for the star
which can brighten my life
heal my scars!

[...]

Shadows are they
and not dark patches
follow me everywhere
and at times almost &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/extlv0n3qzg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8952701278787513153?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8952701278787513153?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/extlv0n3qzg/tid-bits.html" title="Tid Bits" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/03/tid-bits.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIBQnc5cSp7ImA9WxFTEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-3710125715033310993</id><published>2010-03-08T21:17:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:19:13.929+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-31T21:19:13.929+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>A Little</title><summary type="html">A little of heart, a little of brain
in little of sun, n in little of rain
painting in zillion colors, thoughts so arcane
alive you bring, the canvas mundane
new heights with every step, you attain
all would agree, with me in fain
meaningful thoughts, your paradise contains
impression of which, in our minds always remain!
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/IZL3rbkX24U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3710125715033310993?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3710125715033310993?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/IZL3rbkX24U/little.html" title="A Little" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/03/little.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYAQno4eSp7ImA9WxFTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-8732717050401999340</id><published>2010-01-22T14:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:22:23.431+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-31T20:22:23.431+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Princess of Egypt!</title><summary type="html">You are the princess of Egypt and I'm just a man
I want to be with you, I feel astray
I need a miracle how to make you understand
I'd make you happy but you're far away

Its not a coincidence but our fate
We met on the magical day and date
Spent time sharing some jokes and laughter
Time flew by, when I wanted it to end never

You are the princess of Egypt and I'm just a man
I want to be with you,&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/EEo53ZNL6pI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8732717050401999340?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8732717050401999340?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/EEo53ZNL6pI/princess-of-egypt.html" title="Princess of Egypt!" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/01/princess-of-egypt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUACQX45cSp7ImA9WxFTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-3009152820772049197</id><published>2010-01-10T21:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:32:40.029+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-31T20:32:40.029+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Seven!</title><summary type="html">I write the seventh verse in magical lines seven
to express my love as deep as seas seven
weaving dreams as vivid as colors of rainbow seven
waiting to dance on your voice's magical notes seven
dying to pledge promises seven, along sacred rounds seven, in all reincarnations seven
I vow to be always on your side, as stand the wonders, seven
I am sure you will be mine, for miracles do happen, not &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/Oz1NbG1Oxrk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3009152820772049197?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3009152820772049197?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/Oz1NbG1Oxrk/seven.html" title="Seven!" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2010/01/seven.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIAQnc5cSp7ImA9WxNbGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-4855644228858333525</id><published>2009-11-22T18:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:25:43.929+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-22T18:25:43.929+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends" /><title>Birthday wishes for me!</title><summary type="html">BDay wishes for a friend,
A person great in thoughts and quick in mind,
Ready to help and easy to approach,
A google lover and adobe AIR champ,
I wish the year ahead give you heights,
Brings you near to your goals and spreads joy,
For Sandy is a great human being can be claimed true many times!
Every human being likes him for being so honest and wise!- by a dear friend of mine who wrote this for &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/glNFZRytTaM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/4855644228858333525?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/4855644228858333525?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/glNFZRytTaM/birthday-wishes-for-me.html" title="Birthday wishes for me!" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/11/birthday-wishes-for-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUANRXYzcCp7ImA9WxFTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-7370986023305624095</id><published>2009-10-25T23:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:33:14.888+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-31T20:33:14.888+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Best of Luck!!!</title><summary type="html">With these verses I send 
thousand white roses hand plucked
to brighten up your day
wishing you immense luck

O beautiful, listen to my words
time has come to prove yourself up
for you to spread your magical shine
and win the world with your captivating smile

rediscover the parental genetic gift
laugh off your aches and silly ways
you have worked hard for it
and today is your special day

live &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/CRIESwXzf8s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/7370986023305624095?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/7370986023305624095?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/CRIESwXzf8s/best-of-luck.html" title="Best of Luck!!!" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/10/best-of-luck.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQAQ347eSp7ImA9WxNWGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-6716408160479272754</id><published>2009-10-18T10:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:02:22.001+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-18T10:02:22.001+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>My Un-Innovative Friend ;)</title><summary type="html">in this (professional) world where smartness is to adapt
to camaflouge; to adjust for personal gains, is considered apt

an un-innovative mind you are, I agree
for it's devoid of any art, craft or polity

in your kindness lies smartness, in deeds, brilliance
a blessed soul you are; gentle, loving and intelligent

believe not your manager, believe not your peers
for what they say is to get loads &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/XqMITmmgtz8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/6716408160479272754?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/6716408160479272754?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/XqMITmmgtz8/my-un-innovative-friend.html" title="My Un-Innovative Friend ;)" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/10/my-un-innovative-friend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8ERX88eyp7ImA9WxFTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-3974527332521260702</id><published>2009-10-09T00:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:33:24.173+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-31T20:33:24.173+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Happy Birthday!!!</title><summary type="html">colorful candles on the cake,
a mild blow is what it would take,
waiting for long, family and friends,
singing the universal celebration song.

feel the chill, embrace the weather,
hold your drink, loud say cheers,
to the music in the air, lend an ear,
in your very own day of the year.

remember the beautiful memories,
passing years can never mar,
rejoice the experiences big or small,
that have &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/NrTb0HnUdvw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3974527332521260702?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3974527332521260702?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/NrTb0HnUdvw/happy-birthday.html" title="Happy Birthday!!!" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><georss:featurename>New Delhi, Delhi, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>28.635308 77.22496</georss:point><georss:box>28.333978499999997 76.75804099999999 28.9366375 77.691879</georss:box><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQMRn85cSp7ImA9Wx9UFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-8099019858957683662</id><published>2009-09-29T15:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:56:27.129+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-14T17:56:27.129+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>A Promise</title><summary type="html">Apologies to a friend
whom I have offended
but believe me bud
it was never my intent

its not your hard work
that I try to question
not the way you live
that I try to reason

I didn't mean to be
unkind or rude
it was only an attempt
to create a prelude

a failed attempt to hide
the feelings deep inside
of what can't be described
in words, but only by eyes

Give me one more chance
and never will I&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/AW_P3_z42VU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8099019858957683662?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8099019858957683662?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/AW_P3_z42VU/promise.html" title="A Promise" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/09/promise.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMEQHw4eyp7ImA9Wx9UFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-2823964846022762225</id><published>2009-09-19T23:28:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:56:41.233+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-02-14T17:56:41.233+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>Love Score</title><summary type="html">my fall will be for you,
to hold you in the wild. 
my rise will be of you,
when your heart smiles.

in every breath I live,
my love will be in you.
every day, every way,
my heart beats for you.

I lay my life and all faith
in your hands, my dear
if you be the one to cut me,
something will die, I fear.

hold me, love me,
change my stars,
heal my scars, or,
I will bleed forever.

my fall will be &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/X5l_5ylxM9U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/2823964846022762225?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/2823964846022762225?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/X5l_5ylxM9U/love-score.html" title="Love Score" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/09/love-score.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4FRXk-eyp7ImA9WxFTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-3141557074562869798</id><published>2009-09-03T23:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:35:14.753+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-31T20:35:14.753+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>The Hope</title><summary type="html">Weeks have passed, since I halted in my run.
To lie down and think, away from the burning sun.

All my varied thoughts, why are all the same?
They start and end, revolving at the only name.

The darkness has fallen, storm plays the melody.
The silence that has spread, cannot be broken.

I fight the dark shadows, in search of light.
Awaiting the dawn, in this dark night.

For sometimes, silence, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/CR50u0zmOKQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3141557074562869798?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3141557074562869798?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/CR50u0zmOKQ/hope.html" title="The Hope" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/09/hope.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8DR3o6eyp7ImA9WxFTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-1585574166633766600</id><published>2009-08-08T13:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:34:36.413+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-31T20:34:36.413+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>The Longing</title><summary type="html">The land and air all around us,
devoid of moist, cracked and dry.
Waiting for the rains to come,
to bid the summer good bye.

Staring for countless hours
at the clear skies, every day.
In the hunt for any allusion,
since I walked the demolt way.

Words were conveyed,
but was the feeling?
It makes me feel fret,
about, what's your thinking?

What holds you to reply,
is something I can't decipher.
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/fm-Z1KQvQzM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/1585574166633766600?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/1585574166633766600?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/fm-Z1KQvQzM/longing.html" title="The Longing" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/08/longing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8CSX0yeCp7ImA9WxFTEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-953944106678077223</id><published>2009-08-02T00:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:34:28.390+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-31T20:34:28.390+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>The Proposal</title><summary type="html">For the past decade, playing hide and seek,
is a wish, a dream, that had gone meek.
Since that day of vivid college images,
to this day of lonely voyages.

You changed my world with a blink of an eye,
that's something I cannot deny.
You put my soul from worst to best,
that is why I treasure you my dearest.

Your flawless beauty, your baby charm,
elegance, innocence, and the lively warmth.
The &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/NLYwQAZKiRk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/953944106678077223?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/953944106678077223?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/NLYwQAZKiRk/proposal.html" title="The Proposal" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/08/proposal.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIGRnk-cSp7ImA9Wx5VF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-8547968085499743443</id><published>2009-06-23T22:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-10T18:45:27.759+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-10T18:45:27.759+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gathered from Net" /><title>Portrait of a Friend</title><summary type="html">I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts,or fears.
But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.

I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/plw67uSoDzU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8547968085499743443?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/8547968085499743443?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/plw67uSoDzU/portrait-of-friend.html" title="Portrait of a Friend" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/06/portrait-of-friend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUAQ3s-fCp7ImA9WxJXFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283285346334834437.post-3156658071152658407</id><published>2009-06-09T10:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:44:02.554+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-10T09:44:02.554+05:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Poems" /><title>The Last Nail</title><summary type="html">when all happiness endsthe clouds of sorrow ascendwhen there is no one to dependall alone you are unable to defendwhen memories act as dopelife seems all in mopewhen all sounds are a tropeyour soul slips in dark's gropeyou remember the warmth of embracethe sparkling smile on her facethe magical charm and gracemissing all those wonderful dayswhen you were together as oneevery moment you lived for &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PoetInside/~4/T9-aAp6sJPs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3156658071152658407?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283285346334834437/posts/default/3156658071152658407?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PoetInside/~3/T9-aAp6sJPs/last-nail.html" title="The Last Nail" /><author><name>Sandeep Gupta</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/110645714607919970386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fgzHpYBSqzA/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAGLY/n0u9TBuTk4M/s512-c/photo.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://www.poetinside.com/2009/05/last-nail.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

