<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 16 Sep 2024 19:53:39 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>update</category><title>Rapidly Blue</title><description></description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-622995596091778650</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 12:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-06T16:08:27.894+04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">update</category><title>new book update...</title><description>I&#39;ve been working for some little time now on the new poetry book of which I had set a deadline to be done and over with before the end of the year, inshallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current temporary title for the book is &#39;In The Dimmest of Light&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m hoping to have more material in this one than its two predecessors in terms of poetry and illustrations, also a brand new way of presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&#39;s hoping that it would be a success.</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-book-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-8658007192032692593</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 00:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-21T04:13:59.309+04:00</atom:updated><title>exist</title><description>Tell me why do I weep&lt;br /&gt;When I smile?&lt;br /&gt;Why I cry&lt;br /&gt;Like an innocent child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment I try to think of a happy moment&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am empty inside&lt;br /&gt;The hassles I have gone through&lt;br /&gt;All through my entire life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel, as if though, I am unworthy of this life&lt;br /&gt;I am unaware of what lies on the way to take me on it&#39;s stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the sun that slowly withers away&lt;br /&gt;The darkness that fills up the room when the light is switched off&lt;br /&gt;I am the thought that passes through a person&#39;s mind&lt;br /&gt;The anxieties of an alone, lonely child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the feeling that is borrowed within&lt;br /&gt;I am the shadow that conceals itself to its whims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am but the life that I live&lt;br /&gt;Do I really ever exist?</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/exist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-6325145313992559564</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2007 20:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-20T00:16:54.559+04:00</atom:updated><title>The Truth</title><description>I feel so much love inside&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I miss you for eternity - a time&lt;br /&gt;I am full of energy, flare and galore&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy but my mind wants to ignore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cherish the love that I feel&lt;br /&gt;But go on with my life - with it - to conceal&lt;br /&gt;For now is not a time to lose sight of the right track&lt;br /&gt;For the end result to come out and for me to be able to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waking up to a new me&lt;br /&gt;The one I have always wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;For a lifetime to live&lt;br /&gt;A soul to give&lt;br /&gt;A heart forever yours&lt;br /&gt;Your face, your presence, that has me standing still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I still don&#39;t understand&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that you don&#39;t want me as your man&lt;br /&gt;For you say you feel not for me&lt;br /&gt;Nor does your heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;Is it a game of agony I put myself into?&lt;br /&gt;Or the truth that I am - to - blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only wish for your heart and your smile&lt;br /&gt;I want nothing but happiness for all your life&lt;br /&gt;I only want you forever by my side&lt;br /&gt;But reality bends for no one and no one should ever have to live a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the women in the world&lt;br /&gt;I only want you&lt;br /&gt;You always ask me &#39;why&#39;&lt;br /&gt;And I tell you &#39;because I sense it is the truth&#39;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/truth.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-7059663034736728250</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 19:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T23:39:12.432+04:00</atom:updated><title>Numbness</title><description>The smile&lt;br /&gt;That I kiss away&lt;br /&gt;The child within you&lt;br /&gt;That would go around and play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life within me&lt;br /&gt;That begs for you&lt;br /&gt;The light that you shine&lt;br /&gt;Gets me through the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the laughter that I hear&lt;br /&gt;Of beauty that I see&lt;br /&gt;Of the smile I die for&lt;br /&gt;Of the soul that I have found within thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change always comes&lt;br /&gt;And everyday is just as it is&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of love and life is like the numb(ness)&lt;br /&gt;That I feel when I see you in front of me</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/numbness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-2299152713999693086</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-15T03:17:45.055+04:00</atom:updated><title>A Brand New Beginning</title><description>To the woman that ever wonders in my mind&lt;br /&gt;To the loneliness that I forever confide&lt;br /&gt;To the past dreams I used to have&lt;br /&gt;To the cherished soul within me that would have fun and laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say &#39;goodbye&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also say &#39;hello&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the brand new page that I am about to embrace&lt;br /&gt;To the life I wish to start&lt;br /&gt;To the stars that fill up my sky&lt;br /&gt;To the people that say everything is impossible and never question &#39;why?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say to them&lt;br /&gt;That this is me&lt;br /&gt;The rebel&lt;br /&gt;The fighter&lt;br /&gt;The stubborn personality&lt;br /&gt;That I will always be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life&lt;br /&gt;This is my chance&lt;br /&gt;No time to cry&lt;br /&gt;No time for romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the heartache&lt;br /&gt;Bury the pain&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Is just another new day</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/brand-new-beginning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-9122696012288779330</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 23:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-12T03:14:52.251+04:00</atom:updated><title>we, the people</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t ask me who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t ask me where I&#39;ve been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s not that important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Compared to the state of the world that we now live within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;We live through our dreams today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Yet we die tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;We have no gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Yet we go in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;By killing each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;There&#39;s no such thing as peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Unless we work on realizing the goals we want to achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;We don&#39;t know what&#39;s right from wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The sins we did in the past, we do not own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The choice of life is given to us when we are born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;But to speak your mind is considered a crime that we&#39;re equitted of, when we&#39;re done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The time we live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The path we take on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Choices we don&#39;t own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;But are imposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;So, you ask me were I have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And you ask me who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Would you still like to know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Would you - I wonder - understand?&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-people.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-7201379706946684625</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 22:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-12T03:03:42.670+04:00</atom:updated><title>suddenly</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Suddenly, I gain my confidence back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I am out there risking my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Every hour, every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Looking out with no fear and the belief of a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;We can&#39;t live if we&#39;re not free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Life is so much more with the ability to breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Take a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Take a look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Breath in the soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;That&#39;ll try to break you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The choice of life has been down to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I choose to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;To fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;To be set free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;As this is who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;This is who I will always be&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/suddenly.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-3515530536175324690</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 09:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-11T13:51:35.321+04:00</atom:updated><title>defeat is not in the vocabulary</title><description>I think I will postpone my latest poetry project until I have gathered my thoughts on my career, my life amongst other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will be pursuing the chance to become a writer and columnist with a free and open minded opinion in a bid towards revealing the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once things do get into a roll with me sometime soon this month, I shall know when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I guess I am in the dark as much as you are of my future but not on my perspectives, my wants, and my solid beliefs, of which that will never change as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For to change for something is to admit your defeat to the world unless your whole soul is convinced and adheres thereunto.</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/defeat-is-not-in-vocabulary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-6695862393855962561</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2007 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-04T01:43:00.688+04:00</atom:updated><title>Someone Please End My Pain</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Take out my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Cry out in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I want to rip out my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Until my body can no longer feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Where pain is a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;With no secret to conceal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I want to stab myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And bleed in vast amounts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Where the only choice given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Is beyond any reason to doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I want to cry an ocean of tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Bare the happiness that this world concieves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;And no longer become a human being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;But a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A person with no soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Only candlelight in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I want to n longer exist and comprehend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Become mentally challenged so I wouldn&#39;t be able to repremend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A lonely heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A lonely soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A world that doesn&#39;t want to give back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A fool with horns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A choice I wish I could take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A choice I bare to my dying day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Conjucted minds of mission upon mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A lie of a tale that takes only prisoners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I want to cry out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I want to die now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I want to no longer live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;In this world I see now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Someone please end my pain..&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/03/someone-please-end-my-pain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-982358976167742874</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2007 19:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-26T23:47:42.163+04:00</atom:updated><title>Horizon newsletter: 1st poetic story - Change</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;He woke up with a fear of terror. Of pain and grief and feelings that he never felt before. He woke up to the change. People he had never seen their face. He woke up from a slumber of both body and mind. Of where beauty once lay; and now ugliness leaves its trail behind.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;‘I must be dreaming to see all this disaster and commotion&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up; to get up; and shake free these notions’&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;Of a life once past and now has changed. Of timid waves that slowly drift away. Of sadness so appealing, it takes over your soul. Of the life we know not; no longer; anymore.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;He looks at the trees that were once green. That had birds perched on its branches and protected by its leaves. He looks at the shadows the Sun shuns away. He looks at the dried land of where water was once astray.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Sadness and grief fill his heard and soul. No one around to help him off the rock bottom floor.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;‘Not a wind&lt;br /&gt;Not a breeze&lt;br /&gt;Not a cloud in the sky&lt;br /&gt;To cool down the burning sensation in my feet’&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The black ocean that surrounds dead meat. Everywhere he goes, he is met by grief. The morbid sense of fate that owned by man. His fault. His guilt. The consequences on which he could comprehend. The warning signs that just never ceased to end.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;‘There may be seven skies that I live under&lt;br /&gt;But I failed to come to terms with the responsibility that resulted in my plunder&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;I had chosen to turn a blind eye to the small considerate facts&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that it was all a phase and that, with time, it was going to pass&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake that is unforgivable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;The choices I heed, the example I lead, the future tells me now that such options, put on ground, were not indestructible’&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;He walks the planks of burnt wood in dismay. The life these pieces use to fortale.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;‘There are no children&lt;br /&gt;There is no sound&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;No flutter&lt;br /&gt;No music&lt;br /&gt;Just the smell of death, all around&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen the worst&lt;br /&gt;In my days&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;The life I used to give&lt;br /&gt;To see that one true bright day&lt;br /&gt;Have we learnt nothing?&lt;br /&gt;To come to such a day?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;To live in the misery of our ill-choices?&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of heartache vain?&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;I choose not to give in to this circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;I choose hope and the ability to make future generations understand&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;Understand that it is within their hands&lt;br /&gt;They hold the hope of a new future&lt;br /&gt;The bounds are limitless, borders unknown&lt;br /&gt;Only the mystery of our future that lies ahead’&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;Kneeling down, to his knees, he sees a plant that has been pulled out of the ground. He surrenders to the new will to change his future of which he has now found.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;Takes the plant into hand. Gently replanting it into the Earth.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNoSpacing&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&#39;Now, I have set a new hope for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;All that’s left is for us to see how well our unborn children learn to cope’&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/02/horizon-newsletter-1st-poetic-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-1560689903556912877</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 23:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-21T03:25:41.244+04:00</atom:updated><title>Rapidly Blue III: Private &amp; Confidential</title><description>Work is now afoot on collecting new pieces of poetry for my 3rd poetry book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current going title for the collection is &#39;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Private &amp; Confidential&lt;/span&gt;&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am setting a deadline for me to finish it between 6-12 months time for an early 2008 release, inshallah.</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2007/02/rapidly-blue-iii-private-confidential.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sleepless In Muscat)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-112716733688755445</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 21:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-09-20T02:02:16.896+04:00</atom:updated><title>Teaser</title><description>There&#39;s an article in &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;theweek&lt;/span&gt; dated the 21st of September, 2005 about me talking about my previous book &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Rapidly Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and my new book &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Wonderous World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy reading it..</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/09/teaser.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-112534951920180345</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2005 21:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-08-30T01:05:19.203+04:00</atom:updated><title>Word Verification</title><description>Folks, you&#39;ll have to excuse me. But I have turned on &#39;word verification&#39; option for this blog because lately there has been a spread of people who are taking advantage of the &#39;anonymous user&#39; option to posting comments on blogs with indecent comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, all you&#39;ll be asked to do is to verify after posting your comment that you&#39;re as human as you can ever be by typing in the letters you see in front of you, that&#39;s all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s a piece of cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize again..</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/08/word-verification.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-112258384672296668</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2005 20:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-07-29T00:50:46.730+04:00</atom:updated><title>This is how I feel - How about you?</title><description>I wish I could tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;You have me at a corner unable to speak my heart out&lt;br /&gt;The face I portray in front of my friends when I don&#39;t see you around&lt;br /&gt;The sadness that I am filled with when all I can think of is you&lt;br /&gt;You&#39;re not here&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t speak to you&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t even meet you&lt;br /&gt;And the cards in my destiny keep on changing&lt;br /&gt;The wind keeps on a-breezing&lt;br /&gt;Slap me so I can wake up from my daydream&lt;br /&gt;Tell me there&#39;s no luck in the future or the past&lt;br /&gt;Just make me udnerstand that you&#39;re not meant for me&lt;br /&gt;Rather than having me burn from inside&lt;br /&gt;From looking for you&lt;br /&gt;Searching for you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Yearning for your presence&lt;br /&gt;Longing to just talk to you&lt;br /&gt;To see you&lt;br /&gt;Just to enjoy the warmth that you spread when you&#39;re around&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get you out of my mind but I can&#39;t&lt;br /&gt;I understand everything, by my heart doesn&#39;t; won&#39;t; and shan&#39;t</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-how-i-feel-how-about-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-112250227410550600</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 22:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-07-28T02:11:14.113+04:00</atom:updated><title>What is it that makes me lost for words?</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Is it the way that you just talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the way that you smile at me?&lt;br /&gt;Should I close my eyes and ears, I would still see you, hear you in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear the worst, most of the times&lt;br /&gt;I fear that I will never find the true meaning to life&lt;br /&gt;But when I see you and the way you behave, I believe that time can be rewritten all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&#39;t be held responsible for my emotions&lt;br /&gt;Its just not possible to avoid this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;If my mind were to do that one day&lt;br /&gt;I would surely die of insanity of having to take your image out of my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I am down&lt;br /&gt;I think of you and I am up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because your smile will simply not die&lt;br /&gt;Never have I seen a frown on your graced face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can write poetry like I can&lt;br /&gt;Its the talk, that I seek, behind the pen and the pad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize you&#39;re still in a mix up&lt;br /&gt;But what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;My eyes look for you&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these words are intended for something&lt;br /&gt;Then intended they are&lt;br /&gt;To break through the ice&lt;br /&gt;That baracades your heart&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-is-it-that-makes-me-lost-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-112119952485768630</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2005 20:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-07-13T00:18:44.866+04:00</atom:updated><title>Ciao?</title><description>This blog is now on suspension until further notice..</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/07/ciao.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-112081736785334245</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2005 10:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-07-08T14:09:27.863+04:00</atom:updated><title>A Poem About You</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Sometimes it’s hard to think&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it’s hard to imagine anything at all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I can&#39;t imagine my life without having to talk to you or seeing you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any day at all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Don’t get me wrong&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only feel that we easily connect as the friends or cousins we are&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needn&#39;t go any far&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me; these words come from the heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Not out of being depressed or feeling sad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever at all, it’s because I am glad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that I have someone who I can talk to freely happily and almost without a boundary&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though that we can never be together&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now or possibly ever, doesn&#39;t make me happy but I respect you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ground me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I have said what I said about how I feel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the kind of person whose feelings do not conceal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am like what most people say an open book to be read&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever had the time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read me once in a while&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think of the author&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s, if.. You have the time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;What pushes me to you is not how beautiful you are&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor your sizzling figure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or your simply gorgeous smile&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes the world pink along with you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s what you have to talk about&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you talk about it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the way you listen, always have fun, and never seem to be depressed, ever&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This is all I can say&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I pushed myself over the line, please excuse me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only dared myself to say what&#39;s on my mind to be honest and true to you, believe me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you not agree with what I said&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you can ignore it totally and just let it goes, and forget&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I apologize again&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely do&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I am&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this.. Is what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/07/poem-about-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-111963931107923372</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 18:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-06-24T22:55:55.726+04:00</atom:updated><title>Dear Winter..</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;Dear winter&lt;br /&gt;Dear heart&lt;br /&gt;Dear eyes&lt;br /&gt;That sparks in the dark&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I wish you could see what I could see&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could feel what I could feel&lt;br /&gt;I dare not say how I do&lt;br /&gt;I dare not look into your eyes the way I want to&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I would love to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;Heart to heart&lt;br /&gt;Had I the wil&lt;br /&gt;The courage&lt;br /&gt;The power&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;But to move such a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Out of my body&lt;br /&gt;Through my mind&lt;br /&gt;By my lips&lt;br /&gt;To say your name&lt;br /&gt;To have your image all the time in my mind&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;But what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Behind these white sheets&lt;br /&gt;Behind these semi colored curtains&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is smile back&lt;br /&gt;And when you laugh it feels like heaven is spreading its wings on me&lt;br /&gt;Although I am suffering, silently because of what is going on with me&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My only wish&lt;br /&gt;My only desire&lt;br /&gt;Is that you would have been free as a bird&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;But my luck is bad&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes under minded&lt;br /&gt;And that&#39;s why you&#39;re so far away from me&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I hide behind my smile&lt;br /&gt;The tears that I should be crying&lt;br /&gt;The pain I hold in my heart from the silent darkness that I am lost in&lt;br /&gt;Suffering, tear by tear&lt;br /&gt;Whispering, for you to bring me in&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I am here for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps many&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Life beyond life&lt;br /&gt;Scream beyond scream&lt;br /&gt;Silent as a disease&lt;br /&gt;Silent beyond the whispering wind in the trees&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Flare upon flare&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;This is my curse&lt;br /&gt;This is my life as it is pointed out in the timeline&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;But I am only kidding to myself&lt;br /&gt;Because you have heart set on someone else&lt;br /&gt;And we have only just met&lt;br /&gt;And I am bound to stay for all time like this&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;How can I know?&lt;br /&gt;How can I see?&lt;br /&gt;How can I put my eyes to the path?&lt;br /&gt;To the way I should seek?&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Raindrops&lt;br /&gt;Seashells&lt;br /&gt;Waves upon the sea&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Some things&lt;br /&gt;Are just&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to be&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoPlainText&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/06/dear-winter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-111955516214617519</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2005 19:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-06-23T23:32:42.153+04:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Hey folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some good news and some bad news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that I am out of hospital (not that I have that many fans through my blog or outside - awwwww).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news however is that I am postponing my book release to Autumn or Winter of this year because I feel it is a) Incomplete and b) a bad time for me to market my book at this time because it&#39;s summer and none of you would be around plus the fact that I am in no condition of doing anything about the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my most sincere apologies to anyone who was anticipating the arrival of the new book. But please do keep in touch for any updates should there be any on this blog or &lt;a href=&quot;http://sleeplessinmuscat.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;SleeplessInMuscat&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, see ya around..</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-folks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-111739916320857347</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 20:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-05-30T00:39:23.210+04:00</atom:updated><title>Your Whisper Is My Joy</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I hear the whisper of your voice in my ear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Tended words, do I hear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;You giggle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;You laugh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;You make my heart bounce with joy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I sit there on the phone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Hearing you out &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Tears, in my eyes, from such happiness atoy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Loving words, I do hear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Expressions, from your face, I sense in your voice - I feel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;When you fiddle with a pencil in your hand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;What&#39;s going on your mind - I&#39;d like to understand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;The time you were smiling and wrapping your finger around with your hair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;It is you, I would like to see. Your eyes twinkling, with a smile upon your face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-whisper-is-my-joy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-111739911121433170</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 20:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-05-30T00:38:31.216+04:00</atom:updated><title>Tears, not Drops</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t want to say anything to you anymore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;You mocked at me and my heart you tore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;You denied that you had anything to do with me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;You said you wouldn&#39;t be the last or the first to do this to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Yet the day shines like nothing had ever happened&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;And night comes over like the midnight blanket&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;And I cry upon my bed thinking of the times we had&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;And why was it, I would wonder, you never did understand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;When I am alone I would stroll into the alley of my thoughts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Within me, my heart throbs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;And my eyelids, the fill up with tears not drops&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;And I cry for you silently in my soul, but you hear me not&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Now that I am alone, does your heart ever ask about me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;Or am I just another leaf, falling off an autumn tree?&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/05/tears-not-drops.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-111739906655845497</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-05-30T00:37:46.560+04:00</atom:updated><title>The Rest is up to You</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;How far is the sun that&#39;s in your eyes?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The twinkle that sparkles when you smile?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;By the beauty which you are graced.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I smile, because of the feelings, inside me, that erupt.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Oh wonder of beauty and love that is ever to meet.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Is this the chance that I ask for or is it too soon to be deemed?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Walking statue of life&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Build upon emotional tides&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Where timing is impecable&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;You&#39;re tempted to dance with the Devil&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But God is in your favor&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;And the rest is up to you&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/05/rest-is-up-to-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-111739901544931079</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 20:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-05-30T00:36:55.453+04:00</atom:updated><title>My Love for you is out of this World</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;My love for you is out of this world&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;And I love you so much that it hurts me to see you go away so far away to a distant place. While I am here. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Thinking of you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Dreaming of you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Night and day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;I wish you were here. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Right beside me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Loving me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Holding me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0.9pt 0.0001pt 13.85pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Tenderly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;I wish for you all the happiness in the world - because my love for you is out of this world...&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-love-for-you-is-out-of-this-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-111739896748520759</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 20:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-05-30T00:36:07.486+04:00</atom:updated><title>My Eternal Valentine&#39;s</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Tempus Sans ITC&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;I saw you one day&lt;br /&gt;I saw you smile elegantly&lt;br /&gt;I saw your beauty being dangled like a boat upon the seas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the blue ribbon on your hair&lt;br /&gt;I saw the light that shines off you like moonlight in the midnight air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you and I thought &#39;What an Angel&#39;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you and my heart pounded increasingly leaving my senses fabled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown eyes, black hair&lt;br /&gt;The truth - the beauty inside her heart&lt;br /&gt;Injected by inner beliefs&lt;br /&gt;Tender loving moments - will she ever help me out of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to the noise of the people around me&lt;br /&gt;Destined to be alone? I hope not. I hope one day she would surround me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living the daylight in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Reality, will one day, be achieved&lt;br /&gt;Senses to touch, to smell, to breathe&lt;br /&gt;You, my love, are my eternal valentine&#39;s - the one single beauty, I would always be there for thee&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-eternal-valentines.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974791.post-111739892204119847</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 20:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-05-30T00:35:22.050+04:00</atom:updated><title>Is It You?</title><description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;How far is the sun that&#39;s in your eyes?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;The twinkle that sparks when you smile?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;By the beauty which you are graced&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I smile because of the feelings inside me, that erupt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Oh wonder of beauty and love ever to meet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Is this the chance that I ask for or is it too soon to be deemed?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Walking statue of life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Built upon emotional tides&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Where timing is impeccable&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;You&#39;re tempted to dance with the Devil&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;But God is in your favor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;And the rest is up to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I find it hard not to think about you everyday&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I find it hard not to fall for you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I wish I could tell you all and more&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Attraction at sight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;My feelings i cannot deny&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Is this the truth?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Are you really the one for me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I&#39;d like to say I love you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;But I can&#39;t&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Whatever is between us&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Is bigger than what love can comprehend&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;The delightful tone of your voice&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;The smile, the way your laugh twists my choice&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I wish I could say I love you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;But I can&#39;t&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;This is bigger than what love can ever be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I know this because your tag says &#39;made in Heaven&#39;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;But does that mean that we will ever be?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I could always call you honey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Or honeycomb&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Or just plain love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;But that would be an understatement of the above&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I could go on &#39;til the end of the night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;About the how, when, and why&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I would search the Heavens for the answer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;But in the end, the answer is in my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Shattered by the glass that is portrayed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;I breathe in the air around me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Scent of color and stench&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Dirt, I am in, covered to the skin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Sense to the touch, smell and the mind, to think&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Flower upon the beach&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;My hand in yours in the winter breeze&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;Is this reality? Or a dream?&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://rapidlyblue.blogspot.com/2005/05/is-it-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>