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(My cutie little niece Piya a.k.a Gurpiya,I just love her)&lt;br /&gt;
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Colors bright on the hands of life,&lt;br /&gt;
life gazes inquisitively with her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;
no one knows whats on her mind,&lt;br /&gt;
She's just happy with those colors bright,&lt;br /&gt;
those sparkling eyes-&lt;br /&gt;
I feel somethin's hidden behind.&lt;br /&gt;
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Emotions aplenty i see on her face,&lt;br /&gt;
She seems joyous with gayness sheer,&lt;br /&gt;
that simplicity &amp;amp; calmness much so rare,&lt;br /&gt;
there's a world outside she's just unaware,&lt;br /&gt;
jealousy,hatred &amp;amp; passions blind are out of her sphere,&lt;br /&gt;
I Cry!i cry!Oh life beautiful-&lt;br /&gt;
Let me see the world through the eyes you wear.&lt;br /&gt;
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/&gt;In eyes flickering, charcoal stare&lt;br /&gt;In gestures, a portrait in layers&lt;br /&gt;Permeating words, charging the airs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desire, are thou the current of life?&lt;br /&gt;the relentless strife - causeless, imposed, acquired drive&lt;br /&gt;a means to another bend - passtime, distraction, mirage stuffing the void&lt;br /&gt;a hood, a mask, a veil - ignoring, the meaninglessness of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desire ,beyond ye what exists?&lt;br /&gt;an ennui, a blank, a void - death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You define me, you color me,&lt;br /&gt;What's 'my' color, without ye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When movement of thought ceases,&lt;br /&gt;What survives, listless coma or bliss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Mukti a myth?&lt;br /&gt;a fable, balm for inflictions of the mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Previous desire: http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/search?q=desire&lt;div 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/><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYGQn89eip7ImA9WxJVGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-113065641256035763</id><published>2009-01-06T00:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:52:03.162+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-08T01:52:03.162+05:30</app:edited><title>Why a Poem?</title><content type="html">A poem speaks when words limit,&lt;br /&gt;when soul overflows,mind stills,&lt;br /&gt;moments of gurkirpa,lords divine will-&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;em&gt;Guru&lt;/em&gt; himself fills elixir,moorakh drinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-113065641256035763?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113065641256035763/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=113065641256035763&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/113065641256035763?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/113065641256035763?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-poem.html" title="Why a &lt;em&gt;Poem&lt;/em&gt;?" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIDQ30-fyp7ImA9WxRUGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-2331139040420032095</id><published>2008-10-15T15:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:26:12.357+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-28T14:26:12.357+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">yellow sun-flower bright&lt;br /&gt;bee stung by nectar,flower latched to light&lt;br /&gt;need feeds - winds kite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-2331139040420032095?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2331139040420032095/comments/default" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQCRno4fyp7ImA9WxdWEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-7373860211379741002</id><published>2008-03-13T15:35:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:06:07.437+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-04T12:06:07.437+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Flower petals sailin' on waves&lt;br /&gt;fickle,fresh,flowing  -  without ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i breathe deep watching flute of youth played,&lt;br /&gt;petal sinks - trumpetting carvan withdraws to shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flower petal salin' on waves&lt;br /&gt;dry, dead, demarked by wrinkles - breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eternal tale of youth to senility&lt;br /&gt;Ode to marvel of life - i pay.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-7373860211379741002?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" 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/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AFRn05fyp7ImA9WxZWE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-115648849971507718</id><published>2008-03-12T15:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-12T15:25:17.327+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-12T15:25:17.327+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Is it true!&lt;br /&gt;that all i see is fluke&lt;br /&gt;a joke cosmic,&lt;br /&gt;a tree without a root... .   .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(captured moments of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;nihist in me blaring loud)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-115648849971507718?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115648849971507718/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcGR3Y8eip7ImA9WxZRE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-8442706423444649180</id><published>2008-02-05T21:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:50:26.872+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-07T09:50:26.872+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">(Reply to &lt;a href="http://teamindiat20.blogspot.com/2007/11/dedicated-toi-love.html"&gt;Harsh's post&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman oh my Spiderman!&lt;br /&gt;Spider spins a yarn, with a skill that only he can,&lt;br /&gt;Gets caught into it, entangled in his own plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask ye, is LOVE a exclusive bond,&lt;br /&gt;Shouldnst heart be deep as a ocean as vast as land,&lt;br /&gt;Perfect matches are illusion, imperfections have beauty grand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-8442706423444649180?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://teamindiat20.blogspot.com/2007/11/dedicated-toi-love.html" title="" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8442706423444649180/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=8442706423444649180&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/8442706423444649180?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/8442706423444649180?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2008/02/reply-to-harshs-post-spiderman-oh-my.html" title="" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAGQH86fCp7ImA9WB9WEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-4591573565986745703</id><published>2007-11-14T15:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:08:41.114+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-11-14T16:08:41.114+05:30</app:edited><title>Night in ICU</title><content type="html">Death - seems so forgettable&lt;br /&gt;Guru, Gurbani, God - all of 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodies flung out in sedative dizz,&lt;br /&gt;helplessly fetter'd &lt;br /&gt;mesh of wires, tubes oozing, curves of life amiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life so fluid, so bare&lt;br /&gt;blood'n'glucose, sustaining a chill stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen life lying, so stark&lt;br /&gt;the pearl encased in plethora masks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unblinking she stares me blank&lt;br /&gt;denying me my covering - worldly chaff&lt;br /&gt;making me feel naked, a bit hollow, a bit blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodies seemed so stony, eyes so distant&lt;br /&gt;they spoke of dreams, of laments, of pain -&lt;br /&gt;amidst silence, room imploded with 'death', every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady in ‘er teens, tied in snaky tubes, stung by needles,&lt;br /&gt;unsatisfied by justice of gods,&lt;br /&gt;stealing from her her dreams, her dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(still helplessly the heart pumped -&lt;br /&gt;she day-dreamed of her girlish needs, unspoken quest for her love, &lt;br /&gt;pleasure of her first kiss,&lt;br /&gt;coziness of family, embrace of her man, scolding her unborn children,&lt;br /&gt;forced to awake 'now' by docs round,&lt;br /&gt;smiling at doc - amazed at her own courage'n'stupidity in misleading 'erself)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-4591573565986745703?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4591573565986745703/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=4591573565986745703&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/4591573565986745703?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/4591573565986745703?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2007/11/night-in-icu.html" title="Night in ICU" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EBQ3w5cSp7ImA9WB5UGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-7679760179196445258</id><published>2007-08-23T11:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-23T11:44:12.229+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-23T11:44:12.229+05:30</app:edited><title>Haiku - 3</title><content type="html">Self Selfish Me&lt;br /&gt;Lust frust mindless gust&lt;br /&gt;animal man just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love nay lust&lt;br /&gt;Was born which first&lt;br /&gt;One will rust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrite knito fight&lt;br /&gt;Whore changing bedsheet white&lt;br /&gt;Verily my relatives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-7679760179196445258?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7679760179196445258/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=7679760179196445258&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/7679760179196445258?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/7679760179196445258?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2007/08/haiku-3.html" title="Haiku - 3" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMCQngzfyp7ImA9WB5REUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-4263080045379772099</id><published>2007-05-24T16:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:17:43.687+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-06-18T14:17:43.687+05:30</app:edited><title>Disharmony in Punjab</title><content type="html">Goodness is a myth, selfishness a virtue&lt;br /&gt;words weak, hearts shallow, values few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambition guides, wayless rides&lt;br /&gt;Clamour wide, loneliness inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They rise to clash, heedlessly flash&lt;br /&gt;'self' they impose, fame they catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egos play, game of trade&lt;br /&gt;Sway away, in the name of game..&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, Who wins ?!&lt;br /&gt;When one loses and another sins ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Last stanza contributed by &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://swirlingchocolate.blogspot.com/"&gt;nebula&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-4263080045379772099?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4263080045379772099/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=4263080045379772099&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/4263080045379772099?v=2" /><link 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/&gt;Intoxication airs earths wet clay,&lt;br /&gt;Seeing children in mud water play,&lt;br /&gt;In midst of melody,was I struck halfway-&lt;br /&gt;Lost!My image in puddle shuddered and stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Droplet said unto me in unheard prayer,&lt;br /&gt;Light'ning created me with pureness sheer,&lt;br /&gt;Virginity I lost,with mud I smeared,&lt;br /&gt;ad infinitum pain,in three worlds I fared,&lt;br /&gt;Search thou!this birth yours is much too rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation dropped,earth swallowed the drop,&lt;br /&gt;Trembling I went!fearing for my body crop,&lt;br /&gt;Creaking sounds shouted aloud-'Ye'?where to where frog,&lt;br /&gt;Darkness enveloped,listless and lost- afar a faint rainbow sparked,&lt;br /&gt;Enlightened my path and on a serene destiny got my soul embarked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Last line contributed by Sikhi Seeker)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-113059003801292532?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113059003801292532/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=113059003801292532&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/113059003801292532?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/113059003801292532?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-rainy-day.html" title="One Rainy Day" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEAQX8zfyp7ImA9WBBaEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-3636096614679772226</id><published>2007-01-19T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-19T11:34:00.187+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-01-19T11:34:00.187+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Darkness over'night&lt;br /&gt;bride bridling passions alive&lt;br /&gt;blinding darkness closing eyes&lt;br /&gt;loneliness prickling in-outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-3636096614679772226?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3636096614679772226/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=3636096614679772226&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-09-19T16:55:40.843+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Oh tides of destiny!slap me - but i shall clap,&lt;br /&gt;toss me about!suffocate me - play your trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;longing&lt;/em&gt; shall bubble,even submerged in maya's lap,&lt;br /&gt;rise oh 'manna'!map out of illusions trap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-115866514084133853?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115866514084133853/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=115866514084133853&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-09-11T16:03:53.760+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Found this pic really piercing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7762/668/1600/skullcopy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7762/668/400/skullcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.pbase.com/bvcuma/image/18399406"&gt;link to the pic&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ਕਾਗਾ  ਕਰੰਗ  ਢੰਢੋਲਿਆ  ਸਗਲਾ  ਖਾਇਆ  ਮਾਸੁ  ॥&lt;br /&gt;kaagaa karang dhandholi-aa saglaa khaa-i-aa maas.&lt;br /&gt;The crows have searched my skeleton, and eaten all my flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ਏ ਦੁਇ ਨੈਨਾ ਮਤਿ ਛੁਹਉ ਪਿਰ ਦੇਖਨ ਕੀ ਆਸ ॥੯੧॥&lt;br /&gt;ay du-ay nainaa mat chhuha-o pir daykhan kee aas. ||91||&lt;br /&gt;But please do not touch these eyes; I hope to see my Lord. ||91|| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SGGS:1382)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-115797060507926509?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115797060507926509/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=115797060507926509&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/115797060507926509?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/115797060507926509?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2006/09/found-this-pic-really-piercing-link-to.html" title="" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8AQXo6eCp7ImA9WBNVGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-115692678148772846</id><published>2006-08-30T14:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-30T14:04:00.410+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-08-30T14:04:00.410+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">I ask thee,what good life has offer to me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile innocent, joyous, reasonless, free&lt;br /&gt;a flower, a river - unasking, outflowing with glee&lt;br /&gt;butterfly splashing color, cuckoo's beak sweet&lt;br /&gt;nameless zephyr, mountains steep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A finger holding mums hand, fearless yet weak&lt;br /&gt;a labourer sweating for the next meal&lt;br /&gt;a nameless unexpected blessing in need&lt;br /&gt;fearless warriors dying for righteous ideal&lt;br /&gt;a rainy day,fragrance of earth in air deep... .. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-115692678148772846?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115692678148772846/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=115692678148772846&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/115692678148772846?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/115692678148772846?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-ask-theewhat-good-life-has-offer-to.html" title="" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUDRX0yeCp7ImA9WBNVFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-115648717600450330</id><published>2006-08-25T11:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-25T12:14:34.390+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-08-25T12:14:34.390+05:30</app:edited><title>Strange moods??</title><content type="html">Like a vessel empty, a river dry,&lt;br /&gt;a board blank, a sleep deep,&lt;br /&gt;a vacantness permeates, within'n'without,&lt;br /&gt;joyness seems bandage, relations a bondage,&lt;br /&gt;desires desireless, nothing precious worthy,&lt;br /&gt;a pathless voyage, a meaningless existance,&lt;br /&gt;instincts steer, game of survival'n'fear..... . .  .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-115648717600450330?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115648717600450330/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=115648717600450330&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/115648717600450330?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/115648717600450330?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2006/08/strange-moods.html" title="Strange moods??" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAERX89fip7ImA9WBNVFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-115641070415039783</id><published>2006-08-24T14:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-24T14:41:44.166+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-08-24T14:41:44.166+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Kaljug seduces, my house in hopeless turmoil,&lt;br /&gt;body shivers,mind fears, doubt piercing faith foil,&lt;br /&gt;i close my senses, holding my Pritam's robe tight,&lt;br /&gt;Sahibs linen pure white, hands mine smudged in soil,&lt;br /&gt;my head i wave as choir, praising Guru with swollen eyes,&lt;br /&gt;dont forsake a worthless spoil, in shame i cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-115641070415039783?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115641070415039783/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=115641070415039783&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/115641070415039783?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/115641070415039783?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2006/08/kaljug-seduces-my-house-in-hopeless.html" title="" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4NQns-fip7ImA9WBNVEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-115624099354139401</id><published>2006-08-22T15:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:33:13.556+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-08-22T15:33:13.556+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">From each breath to the other&lt;br /&gt;from one street of thought to another&lt;br /&gt;from innocence to a concscience asunder&lt;br /&gt;a man plundered to one in awe'n'wonder&lt;br /&gt;You held my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among depths and crests&lt;br /&gt;among tears,to laughters blest&lt;br /&gt;in fretful disobedience,embraced to your chest&lt;br /&gt;doubt smeared,limpid eyes smitten with zest&lt;br /&gt;You held my finger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-115624099354139401?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115624099354139401/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=115624099354139401&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/115624099354139401?v=2" 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wordlesslessly,of pains she hide,&lt;br /&gt;like dams of might,holding on tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merciless 'dukh',rained all night,&lt;br /&gt;pond splashed'n'overflowed at times,she hid behind a forced smile,&lt;br /&gt;quivering a whispering prayer,baring soul naked blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally tormented,physically drained,helplessly at Waheguru stared&lt;br /&gt;unanswered but prayed,hoping she's not alone in despair.&lt;br /&gt;(Waheguru Sang Sang)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-115616295440752141?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115616295440752141/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=115616295440752141&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-06-21T21:22:17.080+05:30</app:edited><title>Marriage Party</title><content type="html">Smattered'n'tattered to a marriage i tarried,&lt;br /&gt;lighted blanket'd darkness,banal oxymoron - happily married,&lt;br /&gt;syncophany stinged,ignorance artfully parried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shameless skinned,perfume smothered,&lt;br /&gt;egos clattered,gossip lathered,&lt;br /&gt;hollow happiness,animatedly actored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-115090513706627264?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115090513706627264/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=115090513706627264&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-06-10T20:23:41.056+05:30</app:edited><title>Romancing Polybag(polythene)</title><content type="html">Inflated with air,it roamed lost,&lt;br /&gt;whirled'n'twirled,with wind brawled,&lt;br /&gt;rose to fall,restlessly crawled,&lt;br /&gt;sang a plastic song,dryly bawled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-114995122105878189?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114995122105878189/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=114995122105878189&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/114995122105878189?v=2" /><link rel="self" 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prayer,&lt;br /&gt;a voice 'voiceless' suprises me - when declares&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;burn shall flesh and bones bare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in wonder at my limbs do i stare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-114736444780479184?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114736444780479184/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=114736444780479184&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/114736444780479184?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/114736444780479184?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/2006/05/as-i-roll-on-bed-aimlessly-to-sleep_11.html" title="" /><author><name>samar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08374003205470265140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNjJY2NAIJA/TwIXvY_pm3I/AAAAAAAABlM/qcmD0cjY8Uk/s220/1.png" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4GQ3cyeCp7ImA9WBJVGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9307183.post-114680623999677076</id><published>2006-05-05T10:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-07T02:58:42.990+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2006-05-07T02:58:42.990+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">Oh Sister!I have sinned beyond i remember,&lt;br /&gt;have lied uselessly for vaining glory - a hedonistic pretender,&lt;br /&gt;in veil of goodness,have stabbed'n'plundered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much i babble,didact what i dont live under,&lt;br /&gt;embers burn deep,feigning smile i extract from philosophical wonder,&lt;br /&gt;days'n'nights,winters'n'summers i fumble - prayers mumble still sinnfully stumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(shamelessly follow fleeting opinions,conveniently forsaking hukam to numbers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-114680623999677076?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114680623999677076/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=114680623999677076&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9307183/posts/default/114680623999677076?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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of might,holding on tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merciless 'dukh',rained all night,&lt;br /&gt;pond splashed'n'overflowed at times,she hid behind a forced smile,&lt;br /&gt;quivering a whispering prayer,baring soul naked blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally tormented,physically drained,helplessly at Waheguru stared&lt;br /&gt;unanswered but prayed,hoping she's not alone in despair.&lt;br /&gt;(Waheguru Sang Sang)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9307183-114680401651480040?l=sikhlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sikhlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114680401651480040/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9307183&amp;postID=114680401651480040&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" 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