tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398Fri, 20 Jan 2012 22:44:41 +0000NatureLifeJoyFreedomWorldWomanSelfChildrenIllusionSocietyAwardsHurtLoveDiamanteSeasonsUnknownAgingCinquainPassionAutumnHappinessDreamsSoulMenhttp://journal-poems.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Priya)Blogger60125blogspot/journal-poemshttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-2485679105528817952Thu, 29 Sep 2011 17:35:00 +00002011-09-29T13:35:56.352-04:00Hurt This little bird was singing and dancing and enjoying life in its own world. Along the way it found this new bird quite interesting and became friends and a pair. They flew and spent days together like a couple living forever. Just as a winter blast, the day came she kept singing and thinking her mate has gone looking for food. Alas! Her mate was visible in those bushes in her eyes, but herhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/847OK0_BMMA/not-to.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)1<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/847OK0_BMMA" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/09/not-to.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-2180848096434315173Fri, 09 Sep 2011 16:37:00 +00002011-09-09T12:37:24.113-04:00Soul She is hungry and looks for food, nobody cares in this world. as nothing is free, including her own piece of Flesh. When she is finished, she is sold again in the name of  Life. She is a freedom of  her own bitterness, lonely soul  with human tolerance, to seek redemption. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/JKxgU7ON6xA/soul.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)3<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/JKxgU7ON6xA" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/09/soul.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-3869065552118552707Thu, 23 Jun 2011 15:40:00 +00002011-06-23T11:40:19.240-04:00SelfWaking up, a voice inside her whispers to be gone looking for self. So much space in her body, she finds hard to keep those secrets which beholds her. The wind blows and break her silence, her body by itself is not safe as it is intoxicated with the power of heartbeat. Breathes heavy and in silence, wakes up to find no where to go but self searching reality. Being shallow or emptiness inside thehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/kqAgsBVl6-I/wandering-mind.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)4<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/kqAgsBVl6-I" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/06/wandering-mind.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-4154684601949264247Wed, 22 Jun 2011 14:34:00 +00002011-06-22T10:34:26.804-04:00UnknownShe is stuck when the mind wanders A lifeless boat on the water Remorse and hidden, the thoughts never expressed, detached From the life of unknown path, Somewhere holding on to the roots. She is stuck, in the winds of dreams Weaving the colors of emotions Where she can live, And breathe the air of freedom With light and life evolving, To surrender in those illusions. She is stuck, http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/6MSFCYkWq6U/thoughts.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)6<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/6MSFCYkWq6U" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/06/thoughts.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-1697777790239330240Sun, 19 Jun 2011 23:53:00 +00002011-06-19T19:53:54.067-04:00PassionHer eyes loads with tearsasking why it has to happen?Is it Destiny or just madeto be met forever.She is his wishwhen they make love,and is carried awayfloating in dreams.Love undefinedwhen their heartsmeet together, withso much desire.Forever, needed bothit is "I" and "You"which makes them bonded,to wait and fly with freedom.They live in togethera mind whichnever breaks their heart,destiny in http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/r1UEwV8OHT8/destiny.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)4<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/r1UEwV8OHT8" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/06/destiny.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-7598569317276442424Fri, 17 Jun 2011 13:59:00 +00002011-06-17T09:59:51.399-04:00LoveLet the past be bygones and never return; Let the past fade and be forgotten; Let the present stay breathing a fresh air, filled with rainbow colors. The future is the present days filled with joy in mind and heart. Floating and breathing in their names where S(he) whisper together.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/dvya_B0FV20/whisper.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)6<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/dvya_B0FV20" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/06/whisper.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-2074559367468816219Fri, 27 May 2011 17:34:00 +00002011-05-27T13:34:03.960-04:00LoveIf s(he) could die today.. Like the water falls, she feels so complete in her life, He feels she is the one finding at last. Together in mind and heart tangled as wild roses never before their hearts missed so much for each other. Life is complete to die in Love.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/oycBJTOP-as/if-n-could.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)6<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/oycBJTOP-as" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-n-could.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-8433228590103124945Thu, 05 May 2011 01:58:00 +00002011-05-04T21:58:37.191-04:00HappinessLike a flower you shine and win many hearts; Like a rainbow you spread your love; Like a star you shine and rise; Like the sun you are warm and affection; Like the moon you are safe where you are; You are the one loved by all. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/1F_MO6EtCX4/like.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)6<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/1F_MO6EtCX4" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/05/like.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-1801105007774020707Mon, 18 Apr 2011 18:49:00 +00002011-04-18T14:49:20.444-04:00Love Love is not in words.. But the time spent Together and the freedom Of give and take builds A better relationship in Love.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/eqlmOwZb_Gk/relationship.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)3<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/eqlmOwZb_Gk" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/04/relationship.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-6052547170200530267Thu, 14 Apr 2011 13:01:00 +00002011-04-14T09:12:56.890-04:00Joyhttp://rachanashakyawar.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-lane-serendipity.htmlRachana posted a picture and I wrote few lines for her beautiful art. Check her blog to read more.Two pairs holding togetherwhispering the dreams of loveon a beautiful day,sky filled with blue andthe fire of sunset filled in redbutterflies spinning aroundto release the passion of thirst.Thirst so much unknownwhen the touch canhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/F59h1XYH5Ck/art.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)2<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/F59h1XYH5Ck" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/04/art.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-6327836604169230064Sat, 26 Mar 2011 00:58:00 +00002011-03-25T21:00:28.959-04:00UnknownWaking up as a new bud every dayfilled with honey and beesit rejoices;how beautiful to be bornas a flower, filled in lovewith pride and prettyand die the same day.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/A2K0M1BOqlo/rejoice.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)4<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/A2K0M1BOqlo" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/03/rejoice.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-2902250400269164348Sun, 20 Feb 2011 22:49:00 +00002011-02-20T18:01:08.952-05:00IllusionShe waves her handuntil it falls and goes unnoticedslowly drifting deep down the cold water. Her eyes all open crystal clear water a place never thought to rest all alone in deep water. She, in her past was the best anyone can ask for sharing and givingthe best she knows. She only dreamt to drive close to waters, watching those bluesgreen shades and flowers filled with fun. Whose mistakehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/ylOIO_qgMuU/dark-dreams.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)4<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/ylOIO_qgMuU" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/02/dark-dreams.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-895469936787142080Tue, 11 Jan 2011 13:48:00 +00002011-01-11T08:53:36.230-05:00WorldAn empty cup;A cardboard with a message;Clothes all dirtynowhere to live;watching those legs cross by;without a single pennyon that cup...Homelesshttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/UwkH1UTtmno/homeless.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)2<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/UwkH1UTtmno" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/01/homeless.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-4405994348888118244Thu, 06 Jan 2011 04:12:00 +00002011-01-05T23:15:20.563-05:00LoveLove is a chocolatewhich lasts tillit resists to go for another.Love is a chocolatewhich stays only to enjoy the sweetness.Love is a chocolate,passionate and endlesstill you desire.Love is a chocolatefull of dew and nectarthat falls to love itself.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/rdHFW6xpE-w/chocolate.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)3<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/rdHFW6xpE-w" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2011/01/chocolate.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-8463964663593401662Sun, 05 Dec 2010 00:19:00 +00002010-12-04T19:21:53.046-05:00UnknownEmotions within, capturedbut not surrendered;Life as a machine,never express and shares;Far or near, living for selfwithin the shell;Feelings which never risesthe way human lives.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/2F3cnemKXK8/human.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)2<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/2F3cnemKXK8" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/12/human.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-8666446432833423174Mon, 28 Jun 2010 15:19:00 +00002010-06-28T11:23:39.119-04:00AgingLetters sent and returnedlying on her box,a treasure untoldto the heart which discovered her.Scented letters and funny pictureswith lovable notes far away,not able to reachor find that love back.For years with illuminating dreamsthe light fades to dark,Wondering if she can ever see him againonly if he is alive to discover her.Those letters hidden foreverlike the heart stitched together,to remain http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/a61uap8fypc/untold.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)6<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/a61uap8fypc" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/06/untold.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-1507121997655436516Wed, 23 Jun 2010 21:20:00 +00002010-06-23T17:29:30.126-04:00DreamsTo Cuddle, hug and dreamall invisible thoughts;talking with my pillowis a cute little teddy.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/DTgzFXwWFZg/dreams.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)1<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/DTgzFXwWFZg" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreams.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-3714670538540059360Fri, 11 Jun 2010 14:42:00 +00002010-06-11T10:45:18.179-04:00WorldIt sits quiet in the middleattractive on a green fieldwaiting for a small kickfrom the best players of the world.Players run kickingall around the fieldto kick inside the netfor a goal on their side.Crowds dancing, waving and shoutingfor their teams to winwearing the colors of their countryin pride and to win the game.GOOD LUCK TO ALL!!!http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/lZOeS_KDCSU/who-kicks.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)5<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/lZOeS_KDCSU" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-kicks.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-7109941973009131478Thu, 10 Jun 2010 19:05:00 +00002010-06-10T15:09:13.905-04:00MenTwo beautiful women in their patiowatching the view of their townPeople walking, shopping and diningIn the busy street.Men look these girls, one is prettyand the other like a cherry filled blossomCan't take off their eyesWhen men pass through their home.A cup of tea and biscuits,words through their fingers,with little blush and smilelooking at the men from the top.Many men have come and gone;all http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/0-YZvBtMPaA/weak.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)1<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/0-YZvBtMPaA" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/06/weak.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-7759322251287928635Wed, 09 Jun 2010 14:43:00 +00002010-06-09T10:46:24.987-04:00LifeIn Silence we watch;In Silence we hear;In Silence we cry;In Silence we laugh;In Silence we pray;In Silence we love;In Silence we mourn;In Silence we hurt;In Silence we talk;In Silence we listen;In Silence we are abused;In Silence we are raped;In Silence we Die;In Silence we are Hunger;In Silence sea rises;In Silence vanished;In Silence love hurts;In Silence love kills;In Silence we hear the http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/WggqZc-frSg/silence.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)4<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/WggqZc-frSg" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/06/silence.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-735980030222541876Sun, 06 Jun 2010 00:13:00 +00002010-06-05T20:24:29.538-04:00AwardsThanks to my dear friend Rachana for making my day.My blog post "Rain" has been selected by Blogadda as one of the"Spicy Saturday Picks" for the World Environment Day.Check here http://blog.blogadda.com/2010/06/05/world-environment-day-eve-blog-postshttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/0mrKiqqe0_I/thank-you.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)2<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/0mrKiqqe0_I" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-4530433383906955744Fri, 04 Jun 2010 18:31:00 +00002010-06-04T14:40:17.908-04:00ChildrenShe is too little to carry..She's loaded with a basket full of dollscarrying on her head, to sell her stuff.She's loaded with a bag,to eat on her way.She's loaded with her brotherto carry on her side.She's loaded with too many burdenand lost being a child.She is too little to carry things on her shoulders,yet she feeds little enough for the family.PS: For some weird reason I copy and paste it http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/3ITAqGVMeQU/too-little-to-carry.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)1<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/3ITAqGVMeQU" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/06/too-little-to-carry.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-4792747347228634389Thu, 03 Jun 2010 20:35:00 +00002010-06-03T16:38:20.664-04:00SeasonsWaiting for the rain water..Longing to play when it drizzlesand sailing the paper boatsracing down the street,a cool little breeze wakes me uponly to show the clouds formingto sprinkle every drop of waterin the form of rain.Waiting for the rain..Seeds wait to grow in those barren landwith wide open cracks and weeds,prayers and ceremonies in belieflooking at the sky to turn darkjust waiting for http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/_ItmaltX1ug/rain.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)7<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/_ItmaltX1ug" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/06/rain.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-8381689761956715207Wed, 26 May 2010 19:23:00 +00002010-05-26T15:25:45.028-04:00SocietyOn a hot summer day, walking out drains the mind and body,only seeking to shelter in a comfortable cool place.On a hot summer day, s(he) sells and walks barefoot for a livelihood,a shelter with no trees left behind.We humans breathe the same air, but life's luxury changes a man's life.In shelter, remains the shadow of human mind.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/9_U4HwNNPuU/shelter.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)3<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/9_U4HwNNPuU" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/05/shelter.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279942796286709398.post-6558416925647425807Wed, 19 May 2010 13:50:00 +00002010-05-19T10:02:20.835-04:00Life Walking by the river, you see flowers and lights floating with the flow of water. People's belief in purifying the body, a dip in a colorful water where the humans float every minute. Humans dropped in the water, with no money to be burnt, share the same spiritual divine of purification in the name of heaven. Washed and left alone in those rivers, humans have no value once dropped dead. Rivers, http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~3/kMLx6KLVKtA/rivers.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Priya)9<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/journal-poems/~4/kMLx6KLVKtA" height="1" width="1"/>http://journal-poems.blogspot.com/2010/05/rivers.html