<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 03:36:29 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Right Rhythms</title><description>All my life I've been waiting for you to bring Fairy Tale my way....Been living in a Fantasy without meaning...
It's not okay...I don't feel safe...</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-846474751658182217</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T09:04:32.520+05:30</atom:updated><title>Darkness Heals.....</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Sx1od_XfzUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/UjFqwNJpidk/s1600-h/Between_Darkness_and_Wonder2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Sx1od_XfzUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/UjFqwNJpidk/s320/Between_Darkness_and_Wonder2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412597191604686146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Dawn is breaking but I still miss the darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Wanna go back to the warmth it brought to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;No bright light to blur the sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;All fears and regrets were hidden,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no confusion about the colors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The silence around me was so clear.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No boundaries, no limits,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Surrounded by the silence and counting the minutes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And could see dreams with open eyes.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the words what I felt,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No extremes to be dealt,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am quite sure that darkness heals....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-846474751658182217?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/12/darkness-heals.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Sx1od_XfzUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/UjFqwNJpidk/s72-c/Between_Darkness_and_Wonder2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-891742395751123508</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 21:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T09:04:46.180+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Beauty</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nature</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Can There Be..?</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can there be another beautiful morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  When clouds will come down to float on these waves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can there be a better day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When the breeze will bring a charm the way it brings today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can there be another world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Where I will relive those evocative moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can there be another emotion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Which will be mine and will bring me strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can there be another musical instrument,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Which will arise the inner strength the way a flute does,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can there another love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; To respite me from all these nuisances,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can there be a second life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Which will be comprehended,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can there ever be a moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When I will feel complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-891742395751123508?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-there-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-5744237722741389994</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T09:05:13.277+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Between You and Me....</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I don't know if I will regret,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Knowing you and why we met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; But I know one thing for sure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That I am not wrong this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Never  knew I could be so strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When people told me how I'm so very  wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But nothing can stop me from trying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Coz I know this blaze  won't be dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tell me trusting you isn't a mistake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I will be next to you  whatever it will take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But you have to show me the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Say you'll  be with me in every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Telling truth wasn't the plan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm  doing everything what all I can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; The time I knew the road is going to end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's you who brought me the  strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-5744237722741389994?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/11/between-you-and-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-8759879053732349827</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T09:05:00.143+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Take Me There.....</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SwscpgTsjXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/49BVCUmCJow/s1600/134835061_9c92ba6b95_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SwscpgTsjXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/49BVCUmCJow/s320/134835061_9c92ba6b95_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407447276961172850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Take me there where no one goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Take me through your thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Let me know what no one else can  know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keep me in your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Let me stay where no one else can stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keep  me in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Let me see your dreams what no one else can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Maybe  I can be a part of your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Let me be into every moment of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Jus' wanna be there...forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-8759879053732349827?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/11/take-me-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SwscpgTsjXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/49BVCUmCJow/s72-c/134835061_9c92ba6b95_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-2225111939143415700</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 15:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T09:05:46.880+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>All This While....</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SwsbrguTf_I/AAAAAAAAA6A/jCfZ4P6P5o4/s1600/heartache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SwsbrguTf_I/AAAAAAAAA6A/jCfZ4P6P5o4/s320/heartache.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407446211920887794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;All this while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I followed my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; And spoke to my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; But saying truth doesn't seem to be right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I don't want to live this lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; When I know you gotta leave me this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; There is a feeling I can't deny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; But I will get over it some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; One moment you are here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; And in the next you are gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Don't you realize you leaving behind me in a fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; A part of me was also torn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; If I knew what I understand today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I would have already gone away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Saying goodbye isn't so easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; But I will do it any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-2225111939143415700?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-this-while.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SwsbrguTf_I/AAAAAAAAA6A/jCfZ4P6P5o4/s72-c/heartache.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-3919299451109859566</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 18:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T09:06:01.719+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Jus' - II</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It's a new day, a new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;Some voices I have started to listening,&lt;br /&gt;Voices of my mind and of my soul,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't regret coz my heart is pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see through my thoughts and belief,&lt;br /&gt;And I know I ain't wrong- a relief,&lt;br /&gt;No regrets if an imagination wants to relive,&lt;br /&gt;I still feel complete even if it is primitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fear I have is fading away,&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to find my own way,&lt;br /&gt;Next to me is a shadow I admire,&lt;br /&gt;I regret not to realize it prior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so glad that I found a pearl,&lt;br /&gt;The shine is so bright that the sight is blur,&lt;br /&gt;The belonging is more than precious,&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for being so gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Could not think of any title complement these words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-3919299451109859566?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/11/jus-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-2066485717955548160</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 17:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T09:06:16.232+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Take Me Home...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Swsa-mC8QeI/AAAAAAAAA54/sAbVAL9iwtw/s1600/take+me+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Swsa-mC8QeI/AAAAAAAAA54/sAbVAL9iwtw/s320/take+me+home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407445440255508962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Leaves are falling again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; The sky is getting darker,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I am tired of strolling alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Please hold my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; And take me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; This mob frightens me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Loneliness sends shivers down my spine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Don't know how to deal with this fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Something I have faced all my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I am still waiting for you down here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Please take me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Just a moment next to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Before I break free from my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I need to reside in your embrace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Just for a while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I no longer can be alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; I wanna be home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The stars won't stop shining,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Clouds won't come down to embrace me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Wish I could fly with this wind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Or could live in the ocean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; But I will still be alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Won't you take me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-2066485717955548160?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/11/take-me-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Swsa-mC8QeI/AAAAAAAAA54/sAbVAL9iwtw/s72-c/take+me+home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-4633654619105512128</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 20:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T09:06:29.836+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Thank You God!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Srku7pshrZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/RWqTmnt5g04/s1600-h/praying_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Srku7pshrZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/RWqTmnt5g04/s320/praying_hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384386431837908370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;As I will be living another day with your grace,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for everything I have been blessed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A beautiful family and a life full of smile,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am still waiting for a surprise,&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for the days when tears I have shed,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the complaints that I have made,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for the days I have forgotten that you lighten up my days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And all the time as I have ignored when you showed me the ways,&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that all you have given is best,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I leave my life in your hands whatever is rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-4633654619105512128?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/09/thank-you-god.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Srku7pshrZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/RWqTmnt5g04/s72-c/praying_hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-4389345776644008807</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 23:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T05:13:36.327+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>I Sense The Love</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SqGd3zU9k-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/XjgDrcQmnSY/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SqGd3zU9k-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/XjgDrcQmnSY/s320/hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377753012053578722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When those eyes look at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I can sense a mystery,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that voice calls my name,&lt;br /&gt;It brings me a little pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His thoughts separate the shadow of cloud,&lt;br /&gt;Why this perplexity speaks so loud,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lived for another day,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a fairytale to come my way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can not stop clock ticking,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stop this time from running,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I close my eyes I see a beautiful face,&lt;br /&gt;I know it's you but I can not chase,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we aren't meant to be together,&lt;br /&gt;But I am in pain and getting into it deeper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could be together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; And I could give you my love forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;- Written by Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-4389345776644008807?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-sense-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SqGd3zU9k-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/XjgDrcQmnSY/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-4449946402427029739</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 18:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T05:13:36.327+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Dubious</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SpxEcuNpDCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/duphJr7ryjw/s1600-h/11111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SpxEcuNpDCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/duphJr7ryjw/s320/11111111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376247315405802530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Could there be another way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I tried to find it everyday.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I am trapped in this cage like a bird,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Please set me free if you heard.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;All I can see is a crimson patch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But I realize it's fading away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;May be what I desire is not meant to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Or there is something I couldn't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;What this commotion is all about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Will sun break free of the clouds?&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I turn around and try to know what I am leaving behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I wanna see the reflection of my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Clouds in my head part away by his voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; I don't care if I am wrong cause' it's my choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I am stuck in this dubious battle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I hope it is not too late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;- Written by Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-4449946402427029739?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/09/dubious.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SpxEcuNpDCI/AAAAAAAAA5I/duphJr7ryjw/s72-c/11111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-8540822571232348824</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 16:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T05:13:36.328+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Articles</category><title>I Exist (Existence is Hidden)</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SorbleF-wBI/AAAAAAAAA5A/4MinTMs4LqE/s1600-h/blog.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SorbleF-wBI/AAAAAAAAA5A/4MinTMs4LqE/s320/blog.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371346942372528146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yes. I do exist. I exist like an unknown tree in a forest. I exist like an ignored flower blooming in a potted plant kept in one corner of the garden. I have been so away from affection that now I don't realize it's importance. I know that one day this isolation may make me fall or may be I will be picked up like a flower by someone unknown passing through the meadow and my existence may come to an end. But is that it? Is that what I am existing for? No idea and I don't really think about it but what I know now is that "I exist". Though my existence is hidden like a pearl in an oyster traveling across the sea searching for someone to set it free. It's not been long when I realized that happiness don't come to me easily. I keep searching for something new but nothing happens. Number of trials have failed and I am here left in this darkened place. I am just running and what I see is another dark path. I don't know if I've missed a door which could have led me through the light. A kind of numbness taking place inside me leaving me hollow. This hollow part helps the friendly voice to screech and produce an echo and then to disappear leaving behind a silence and I am scared to break that silence. I know I am searching for something but that something is nothingness. This nothingness gives me a satisfaction which is enough for me to survive everyday. There is something messing up with my thoughts which is beyond explanation. I am trying hard to come out of these clouds which have created haze around me. And I feel today that I am done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still "I EXIST", fighting these nuisances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-8540822571232348824?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-exist-existence-is-hidden.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SorbleF-wBI/AAAAAAAAA5A/4MinTMs4LqE/s72-c/blog.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-8707520545710992796</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 02:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T05:13:36.328+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Still Finding Myself....</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Sm-y7aF36xI/AAAAAAAAA4o/fAbaATFqVIY/s1600-h/3418123701_73ae21e71e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Sm-y7aF36xI/AAAAAAAAA4o/fAbaATFqVIY/s320/3418123701_73ae21e71e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363702414907534098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am leaving a part of my emotions behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am afraid it doesn't belong to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I am glad that I did not get blind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;b'cause the truth I could see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Who knows that it is not fake what I hide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your essence is what sets me free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why I feel so weak inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I wanna win and I fight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I can see nothing in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;It is just a phase and it will die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your presence makes me more lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;All I see is a crimson patch fading away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I feel so numb and lost in this swarm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And I am still finding myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;- Written by Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-8707520545710992796?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/07/still-finding-myself.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/Sm-y7aF36xI/AAAAAAAAA4o/fAbaATFqVIY/s72-c/3418123701_73ae21e71e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-7367451418358282138</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 04:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.178+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Confusion</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Valentine's day</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Love</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>On Valentine's Day!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SZeX9QguxfI/AAAAAAAAA2o/oXcB_k9hhuE/s1600-h/Saint_Valentines_Day__003273_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302874164912113138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SZeX9QguxfI/AAAAAAAAA2o/oXcB_k9hhuE/s320/Saint_Valentines_Day__003273_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I asked God to show me the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;He gave me signs on Valentine's day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Cupid's heart was beating for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Thought I could handle but jus' wanted to flee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;That slight touch was so pure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Wish nexus will never be torn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I confess the continuity of mystification,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I still have the proclivity to take depravation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Mind jus' wanna be a little stealth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Inspite of the felicity it felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Written by Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-7367451418358282138?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-valentines-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SZeX9QguxfI/AAAAAAAAA2o/oXcB_k9hhuE/s72-c/Saint_Valentines_Day__003273_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-2285737977944460143</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 19:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.178+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Confusion</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Perplexity</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SZMo8Ru7RtI/AAAAAAAAA2g/dGDx1Dk23cI/s1600-h/confusion+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SZMo8Ru7RtI/AAAAAAAAA2g/dGDx1Dk23cI/s320/confusion+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301626202362693330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Perplexity longing to freak out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Celebrations seem to be so wrong...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;My mind is engrossed in some thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And heart doesn't know what it wants...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Started loving the silence around me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't know what can set me free...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;There's no easy way out of these shackles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I feel nothing but so much of frazzles...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Time is running out and i am still there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;May have loads of ways but doors seem to be rare...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Written by Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-2285737977944460143?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/02/perplexity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SZMo8Ru7RtI/AAAAAAAAA2g/dGDx1Dk23cI/s72-c/confusion+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-6671503847586007428</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 22:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T05:14:33.806+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Beauty</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Nature</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Pearl</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SYtkLF48_OI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/PdtBzbXVq7s/s1600-h/pearls+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SYtkLF48_OI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/PdtBzbXVq7s/s320/pearls+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299439528253914338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Not made from a grain of the sand,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wants to breathe on this land,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surviving for years in the deep ocean,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splendorous, precious and priscilla-n,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lives to get released from the oyster,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where it has been left cloister,&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty is so un-touched and pure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Love it and you will regret no more,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protection of shell hides it's beauty,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still it achieves the shine and the glory.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Written by Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-6671503847586007428?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-made-from-grain-of-sand-wants-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SYtkLF48_OI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/PdtBzbXVq7s/s72-c/pearls+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-4965516500120976749</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-15T10:16:40.779+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Beauty</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><title>Have we ever realized, how different it makes us feel –</title><description>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: arial;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Ccarol%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Droplets of frozen crystals,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Catching the rain drops,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Swaying with the wind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Clouds floating in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Walking through the mist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Looking at the falling leaves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Sitting under a tree and contemplating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Fragrance of flowers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;A soft touch of a baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;A dim lamp in the dark night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Waves of the ocean touching the feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;A musical instrument,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Holding hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Writing in the sand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Fear when driving through a dark jungle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Sip of coffee in the snowfall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Playing with the colors when don’t know what to paint,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;Watching shooting stars and asking for a wish.&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They do make us feel different in certain way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;- Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;u3:p&gt;&lt;/u3:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-4965516500120976749?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/01/normal-0-false-false-false.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-5447380250493719857</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 16:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.179+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sorrow</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Affliction....</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SX3hPjiPejI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pFPe6eAboGo/s1600-h/10_FragmentsOfSorrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SX3hPjiPejI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pFPe6eAboGo/s320/10_FragmentsOfSorrow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295636394210720306" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Decisions were wrong,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Emotions were strong,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Actions were prompt,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Aftermaths were blown,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Regrets forever,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Trust acquaintances never,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Beliefs were torn,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Deceptions were born,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Was trying to catch rains in my fist,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And could never see through the mist,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Dreams were washed away by tears,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And souls were surrounded by fears,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Spilled water dried up,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Feelings were all cried up,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hollow inside was taking the pain,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Strolling the world seeking no gain,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Gone was all the inclination,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Heart was full of affliction,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;There's no end to this dark tunnel,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Going down in the ocean like a pebble,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Life has an end every time,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Still wanna live it don't know why.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Written by Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-5447380250493719857?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/01/affliction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SX3hPjiPejI/AAAAAAAAAyU/pFPe6eAboGo/s72-c/10_FragmentsOfSorrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-5291592385461019319</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 07:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.180+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friend</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Blindfold</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SXpA-UDv6RI/AAAAAAAAAxk/jYvhXxs-EnU/s1600-h/blindfold+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SXpA-UDv6RI/AAAAAAAAAxk/jYvhXxs-EnU/s320/blindfold+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294615751207938322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your desires will die inside,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your world be so confined,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why don't you realize-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That your thoughts are controlled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Jus' try to remove that blindfold,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasm and anger are not the keys,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who can set yourself free,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The compromises that you make are of no  worth,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz' you losing all your inner faith and trust,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions are not so vague,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus' need to come out of this haze,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, make it beautiful,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so rude and make life tragical,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around, whole world is yours,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep trying to find what you looking for....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-5291592385461019319?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/01/blindfold.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SXpA-UDv6RI/AAAAAAAAAxk/jYvhXxs-EnU/s72-c/blindfold+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-5538664452750137109</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 16:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.180+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friend</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>My Friend....</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I remember the days when I was so alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Used to go to work and come back home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have always had friends who were there for name sake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Till the time you entered my life and won my faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You are the one to know how I feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Even before I wish to speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You make my world so complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't know without you where I'd be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your care, concern and affection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Wash away all my affliction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I know you are there when I feel blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Now I am blessed to have a Friend who is so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-5538664452750137109?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-friend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-4826562368674245459</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.181+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Love</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Only You!</title><description>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SVlBqjKkIxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/6XE6tjWuu5w/s1600-h/HoldingHands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SVlBqjKkIxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/6XE6tjWuu5w/s320/HoldingHands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285327836945851154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tell me would you set me free,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tell me would you walk with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I have been waiting for so long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Within an emotion so strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I must have a story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Full of romance &amp;amp; glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You exist in my fantasies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;      I see a tinge image and chase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;why can't you be the part of my reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Wanna face this world with u but lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Reality seems meaningless without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And no one seems to be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't know where do you exist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;        But feel the pain inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I don't feel safe without you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But I am sure your embrace will save me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-4826562368674245459?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2008/12/only-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SVlBqjKkIxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/6XE6tjWuu5w/s72-c/HoldingHands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-6895709214954793894</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 12:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.181+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Love</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>You are the ONE!!!</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;In this never ending Riddle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't you stay in the Middle....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Walk through these blue Nights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;With the Serenades flowing inside....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What you lost you may never get,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But you may have something better than that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't be so afraid to open your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The world is beautiful and so is the life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You may run, but you can't escape,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Love surrounds you, you jus' need to embrace....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Listen to these voices, calling your name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Full of care and trust that they won't play any game....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't be afraid to Trust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't walk away, no matter what....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Millions of colors say "Hi" to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A rainbow above is waiting for you too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Open the door and see the Sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Jus' believe that you are the ONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-6895709214954793894?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-are-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-2773180348082367064</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 22:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.182+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sorrow</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>I Blame You!!!!</title><description>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SSHyV10X-4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/nCbxNk4pSc0/s1600-h/BleedingLove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SSHyV10X-4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/nCbxNk4pSc0/s320/BleedingLove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269759496038120322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for the pain you caused....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for the faith i lost....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for making me strong....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for teaching me wrong....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for passing me by....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for asking me why....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for giving me a Sign....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for the essence of pain still alive....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for creating those fantasies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for showing me realities....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for that fake embrace....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for stealing that craze....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I blame you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;for changing me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You are the one who should be blamed....I am tired of being Sorry for myself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-2773180348082367064?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-blame-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SSHyV10X-4I/AAAAAAAAAxA/nCbxNk4pSc0/s72-c/BleedingLove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-6205745567911653723</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 14:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.182+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Friends and Readers Contribution</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sorrow</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Love</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Your Essence...</title><description>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SN-TpEA4r8I/AAAAAAAAAkM/73xvcypKyRY/s1600-h/essence_tl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SN-TpEA4r8I/AAAAAAAAAkM/73xvcypKyRY/s320/essence_tl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251078024198664130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your essence washes over me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Flooding me with emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your current grabs hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And tosses me into a stormy sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Mystery lies deep within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A vast body of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Where your soul swims with mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your voice calls out to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Seagulls singing in the ocean breeze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;A sad melody of yearning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That longs for a special place to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;With each deep breath I take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Salty tears wrap around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Longing to be with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When I am asleep and awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Like diamond jewels of the night sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And grains of sparkling glass in the sand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Your eyes draw me to a place of peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Where my heart fills with joy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Dhruv Chokshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Dhruv is a great friend and a regular reader of my blogs. It has been a great opportunity to add his little piece of writing in this blog. Thanks Dhruv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-6205745567911653723?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-essence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SN-TpEA4r8I/AAAAAAAAAkM/73xvcypKyRY/s72-c/essence_tl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-524734287129021581</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 14:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.183+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sorrow</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>I Met Those Innocent Eyes</title><description>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SN-PhO9yB1I/AAAAAAAAAjs/jHBMkS6uYlU/s1600-h/home_kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SN-PhO9yB1I/AAAAAAAAAjs/jHBMkS6uYlU/s320/home_kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251073491652970322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When I met those innocent Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I could see the pain when they cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Full of expectations and desires,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;which are died inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Longing to survive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tired of shedding tears every night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Looking for me to rescue them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hungry, restless and full of Affliction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't see dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Suffering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Unaware of wrong doing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Untouched by love &amp;amp; affection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why always mistreated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Why don't deserve a normal life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Memory of them don't let me sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I wish I could embrace their pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I can't forget but I can't see them again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Don't know how long they will survive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those Eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Still Smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;- Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;These street kids can be seen very easily in various countries. But no one is aware what they go through in their lives. They get this life when they know nothing about it. They don't know what is good &amp;amp; what is bad. They are born on streets and they die there. We can see them but avoid them as if they don't exist or mistreat them. Their lives start &amp;amp; end with sufferings. Don't know who created us, gave us so called beautiful life, but looking at them can we still say that life is Beautiful. But they still survive. Why?. Don't know what their dreams are and what their desires are. Can't say if they spend life only looking for one time meal or thinking about other achievements. If they feel affection &amp;amp; affliction. Don't realize what they feel when they are mistreated &amp;amp; hated. I have everything but still not satisfied, what about them? Nothing more to say, but just hoping that atleast at some point of time if we could feel the pain they go through and if could do something for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-524734287129021581?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-met-those-innocent-eyes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SN-PhO9yB1I/AAAAAAAAAjs/jHBMkS6uYlU/s72-c/home_kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599957937508573865.post-7504193239165751353</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 14:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:39:54.183+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Emotions</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>My Piece of Writing</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Poetry</category><title>Jus'...</title><description>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SN-R9WJXG_I/AAAAAAAAAj8/GjAbyheu5dU/s1600-h/loneliness1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SN-R9WJXG_I/AAAAAAAAAj8/GjAbyheu5dU/s320/loneliness1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251076173640178674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Moments -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Leaving us behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emotions -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Pristine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Perfection -&lt;br /&gt;Not Sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Deception -&lt;br /&gt;Why so Strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Affection -&lt;br /&gt;Lost Control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Emptiness -&lt;br /&gt;Rising Fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love -&lt;br /&gt;Full of Lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Affliction -&lt;br /&gt;Downcast Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Soul -&lt;br /&gt;Screaming Inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tears -&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are Dried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remorse -&lt;br /&gt;Don't Survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Devotion -&lt;br /&gt;Only Surmise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Touch -&lt;br /&gt;A Last Surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life -&lt;br /&gt;Jus' A Quest.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Anusha Bhadauria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599957937508573865-7504193239165751353?l=right-rhythms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://right-rhythms.blogspot.com/2008/09/jus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Shimmer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G_0QbYXc_5k/SN-R9WJXG_I/AAAAAAAAAj8/GjAbyheu5dU/s72-c/loneliness1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>