<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004485433585179804</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:04:33.816-07:00</updated><category term='LIFE'/><title type='text'>Choti Si Aasha</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For even I can't guess your heart,&lt;br /&gt;What thoughts you hide away,&lt;br /&gt;Behind those gorgeous eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Locked up tight to stay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let down your hair,come walk with me,&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold your hand,&lt;br /&gt;Laugh in the waves,dancing down the beach,&lt;br /&gt;Our footprints in the sand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll stay until the sun sets low,&lt;br /&gt;And shadows touch your cheek,&lt;br /&gt;Glassy moonbeams wipe them off,&lt;br /&gt;And stars play hide and seek,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know your every dream,&lt;br /&gt;I live to hear you breath,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me love, what threads do catch,&lt;br /&gt;What tapestry you weave,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eyelids close,like fairy dust,&lt;br /&gt;What magic spells they cast,&lt;br /&gt;Stopping time, they bind me tight,&lt;br /&gt;And hold me firm and fast,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they wake, I feel the sun,&lt;br /&gt;Has risen just for me,&lt;br /&gt;An angel dressed in moonlight robes,&lt;br /&gt;Standing by the sea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that blink, both night and day,&lt;br /&gt;My futures, in disguise,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what do daises know,&lt;br /&gt;That hides behind those eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-5245531963621338772?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/5245531963621338772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004485433585179804&amp;postID=5245531963621338772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default/5245531963621338772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default/5245531963621338772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/2011/03/she-loves-me-she-loves-me-not.html' title='She Loves me She loves me not...'/><author><name>M@VeRiCk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283179141035927902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3jDZnf6bu4Q/SDlTp2bmqVI/AAAAAAAABp4/Zp_4WMa7p1c/S220/120604292797073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004485433585179804.post-6291587240692803586</id><published>2011-03-14T11:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:30:42.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaccant Love</title><content type='html'>Some one touched my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned, it was you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then you slipped away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what am I to do?,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught I heard you call my name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice rang loud and clear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was all alone, in bed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no one else was near,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone kissed me softly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a kiss from you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I was dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wish that it was true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I heard you whisper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it was not you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wish that you were here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-6291587240692803586?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/6291587240692803586/comments/default' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3jDZnf6bu4Q/SDlTp2bmqVI/AAAAAAAABp4/Zp_4WMa7p1c/S220/120604292797073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004485433585179804.post-7980570967002753834</id><published>2011-03-14T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:29:42.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Dreams hit Reality</title><content type='html'>When dreams hit reality,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has to give,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could never wake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams that I might live,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the morning light arrives,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still alive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when that day will come,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams will have to die,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each second passes without stop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock keeps ticking on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is flying by this way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my dreams are gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left them by the wayside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A struggle to survive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if I ever find my way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dreams are not alive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I do this to myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave away my soul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught that I would get it back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cant afford the toll,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And If morning never came ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did not awake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would be happier,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dream world I would make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-7980570967002753834?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/7980570967002753834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3jDZnf6bu4Q/SDlTp2bmqVI/AAAAAAAABp4/Zp_4WMa7p1c/S220/120604292797073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004485433585179804.post-1009860746110956833</id><published>2011-03-14T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:29:02.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of the Past</title><content type='html'>Reflections of the past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep stealing my time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbing my sanity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbing my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I push them back down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, they hide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they've taken there toll,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And broken my inside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am exposed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings, denied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to run,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lost my pride,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn apart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And left to die,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick up the piece,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the pain subsides,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to my future,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the past collides,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so dead,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet so alive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tossed upon a life raft,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking of my inner guide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for my dignity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No were left to hide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go my shame,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I swim against the tide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crossed the mighty ocean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, shame met me on the other side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-1009860746110956833?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/1009860746110956833/comments/default' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3jDZnf6bu4Q/SDlTp2bmqVI/AAAAAAAABp4/Zp_4WMa7p1c/S220/120604292797073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004485433585179804.post-8845365103554187737</id><published>2011-03-14T11:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:25:36.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have seen a Place of beauty</title><content type='html'>I have seen a place of beauty,&lt;br /&gt;It is far beyond today,&lt;br /&gt;But in my mind I see it clearly,&lt;br /&gt;And in my dreams I know the way,&lt;br /&gt;I see you standing there beside me,&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice,&lt;br /&gt;I see your face,&lt;br /&gt;Even when you may not know it,&lt;br /&gt;You are with me, in this place,&lt;br /&gt;When the nights are dark and cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, and drift away,&lt;br /&gt;To this place were I am happy,&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of a distant day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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beauty'/><author><name>M@VeRiCk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283179141035927902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3jDZnf6bu4Q/SDlTp2bmqVI/AAAAAAAABp4/Zp_4WMa7p1c/S220/120604292797073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004485433585179804.post-2719861264785477761</id><published>2011-03-14T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:25:05.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the other side of the Night</title><content type='html'>In the morning when I wake,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;In the night,&lt;br /&gt;And in the evening to,&lt;br /&gt;When it's dusk, and the sun , is going down,&lt;br /&gt;It's only hours,&lt;br /&gt;'till for you it's coming 'round,&lt;br /&gt;And when the morning light,&lt;br /&gt;Is almost here,&lt;br /&gt;Your day is almost over,&lt;br /&gt;Evening near,&lt;br /&gt;We live in different places,&lt;br /&gt;Different times,&lt;br /&gt;Our lives have different rhythms,&lt;br /&gt;Different rhymes,&lt;br /&gt;But, like me, you have the same amazing sun,&lt;br /&gt;It is yours,&lt;br /&gt;When my days fully done,&lt;br /&gt;And we share the same yellow moon,&lt;br /&gt;When it gone here,&lt;br /&gt;It will be there very soon,&lt;br /&gt;All the stars that shined for me, so clear and bright,&lt;br /&gt;They will soon be yours,&lt;br /&gt;To shine their dazzling light,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter that my night,&lt;br /&gt;Is your day,&lt;br /&gt;We find the time to be together anyway,&lt;br /&gt;And together we can dream of the night,&lt;br /&gt;We'll hold hands until the sun comes into sight,&lt;br /&gt;Lying , side bye side,we'll watch our first sunrise,&lt;br /&gt;That we've always seen before ,&lt;br /&gt;With different eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Night'/><author><name>M@VeRiCk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283179141035927902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3jDZnf6bu4Q/SDlTp2bmqVI/AAAAAAAABp4/Zp_4WMa7p1c/S220/120604292797073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004485433585179804.post-8313988316635203719</id><published>2011-03-14T11:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:24:04.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FROZEN</title><content type='html'>As the darkness sleeps around me,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day to break,&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting here, in silence,&lt;br /&gt;Quietly, no one to wake,&lt;br /&gt;The chilly air, is clear, and piercing,&lt;br /&gt;It bights my bones, and numbs my toes,&lt;br /&gt;And as I sit alone and thinking,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if your heart has froze,&lt;br /&gt;I think of days, when you were with me,&lt;br /&gt;You always had, something to say,&lt;br /&gt;About the way the world is changing,&lt;br /&gt;Another theory ever day,&lt;br /&gt;You could tell your dreams for hours,&lt;br /&gt;Explain inventions that you made,&lt;br /&gt;Draw a picture, here beside me,&lt;br /&gt;But then the memories do fade,&lt;br /&gt;So what has happened to this dreamer,&lt;br /&gt;Have dreams turned, to hate and rage,&lt;br /&gt;Or have they frozen in the cold wind,&lt;br /&gt;Lost in time, Or bounded or caged,&lt;br /&gt;Time will wait for no ones feelings,&lt;br /&gt;We all grow old, as time ticks by,&lt;br /&gt;And frozen hearts lay wait in silence,&lt;br /&gt;Happiness to them a lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-8313988316635203719?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3jDZnf6bu4Q/SDlTp2bmqVI/AAAAAAAABp4/Zp_4WMa7p1c/S220/120604292797073.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4004485433585179804.post-5195071729650788997</id><published>2011-03-14T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:23:30.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving my Kisses..</title><content type='html'>As we say good bye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my cheeks, cannot stay dry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold the tears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I love you so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left behind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold a genital smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even thaugh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying all the while,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll save for you a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll dearly miss,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you go away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will stay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel safe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sets my soul free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love the rarest find,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your laugh healths pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice so sweet and kind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk aloe, as in a trance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever your's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love my final dance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, come swiftly back to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your safe return,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God, my final plea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the day is new,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will rise, and look for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I see, your smiling face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my eyes, I'll hold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will embrace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left hanging here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspended, stuck in time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With yours entwined,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-5195071729650788997?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/5195071729650788997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004485433585179804&amp;postID=5195071729650788997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default/5195071729650788997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default/5195071729650788997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Are swirling around me,&lt;br /&gt;The feelings are like,&lt;br /&gt;No others before,&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is so calming,&lt;br /&gt;It makes me surrender,&lt;br /&gt;When I see your smile,&lt;br /&gt;I melt to the floor,&lt;br /&gt;Lonely no more,&lt;br /&gt;The restlessness settles,&lt;br /&gt;The feelings of joy,&lt;br /&gt;And hope in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could claim,&lt;br /&gt;This magical feeling,&lt;br /&gt;You have erased The grief, pain and strife,&lt;br /&gt;The future is brighter,&lt;br /&gt;My days have more meaning,&lt;br /&gt;I am in love,&lt;br /&gt;And loving this day,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;That I'll love you for ever,&lt;br /&gt;This feeling I'm having,&lt;br /&gt;Is with me to stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-7181650846022605837?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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know that you to are singing,&lt;br /&gt;Your song is pure and true,&lt;br /&gt;Its melody you taught me,&lt;br /&gt;In harmony we'll sing,&lt;br /&gt;But if you ever pinch me,&lt;br /&gt;I wont awake from this dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-8210540123377182186?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/8210540123377182186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004485433585179804&amp;postID=8210540123377182186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default/8210540123377182186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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arise,&lt;br /&gt;Shyly the peace I seek,&lt;br /&gt;I want to revive in the twilight,&lt;br /&gt;Were I can expose and be meek,&lt;br /&gt;Too long I have pushed to my limits,&lt;br /&gt;I need that soft place to fall,&lt;br /&gt;The mountains and woods look inviting,&lt;br /&gt;And to my lost soul, they do call,&lt;br /&gt;I long for a quit surrounding,&lt;br /&gt;To sit in a field , a wheat sea,&lt;br /&gt;Stare up at the clouds high above me,&lt;br /&gt;Uncover my thoughts, and be free,&lt;br /&gt;To float in a spring, a pool of blue tears,&lt;br /&gt;To climb to the top tree,&lt;br /&gt;To dance on a hillside, to feel the earths breath,&lt;br /&gt;Fall, into myself, to be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-8332813378568571280?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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matters very little, their variety,&lt;br /&gt;Like flowers, ever friend you find,&lt;br /&gt;Is special as can be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-4782690639051974745?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/4782690639051974745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004485433585179804&amp;postID=4782690639051974745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default/4782690639051974745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default/4782690639051974745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;'Cause I am awake,&lt;br /&gt;I've still work to do,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm taking a break,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are,&lt;br /&gt;My heart tags along,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you sing,&lt;br /&gt;My heart knows that song,&lt;br /&gt;I finish your sentences,&lt;br /&gt;You finish mine,&lt;br /&gt;Your voice melts my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And makes my eyes shine,&lt;br /&gt;So when your away,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here,&lt;br /&gt;But though you are not,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still with you dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-2346070485038208310?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/2346070485038208310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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feather,&lt;br /&gt;In a distant place,&lt;br /&gt;Sand under my sandles,&lt;br /&gt;Water touching my toes,&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of the sun,&lt;br /&gt;As it shined on my nose,&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the skyline,&lt;br /&gt;As waves tossed at my feet,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for something,&lt;br /&gt;Or someone to meet,&lt;br /&gt;Then, I let loose the feather,&lt;br /&gt;And it swept out to sea,&lt;br /&gt;Just like my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Had taken me,&lt;br /&gt;As I watch it go,&lt;br /&gt;I bent to the sand,&lt;br /&gt;And in the warm earth,&lt;br /&gt;I wrote, with my hand,&lt;br /&gt;As waves, consumed,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I wrote,&lt;br /&gt;I saw what I thought,&lt;br /&gt;Might be a boat,&lt;br /&gt;I glimmer of silver ,&lt;br /&gt;Were the sky meets the sea,&lt;br /&gt;And in my dreams knew,&lt;br /&gt;It was you, coming for me,&lt;br /&gt;I woke from my dream,&lt;br /&gt;As my heart gave a leap,&lt;br /&gt;I called out your name,&lt;br /&gt;As I rose from my sleep,&lt;br /&gt;In my hand, was my book,&lt;br /&gt;On my lap was a feather,&lt;br /&gt;It was worn and aged,&lt;br /&gt;By time and weather,&lt;br /&gt;It's tip, was all blacked,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was a quill,&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the pages,&lt;br /&gt;Over time, it stayed still,&lt;br /&gt;Where it had been hidden,&lt;br /&gt;In the binds of the book,&lt;br /&gt;Lost, and forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;Were no one would look,&lt;br /&gt;And there, in black ink,&lt;br /&gt;Their was scribble a note,&lt;br /&gt;It said, you are gone,&lt;br /&gt;The sea stole you're boat,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll wait for you, always,&lt;br /&gt;My pen in my hand,&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you, forever,&lt;br /&gt;On the shoreline, I stand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-8801162948545433142?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hate is cloaked and disguised,It matters not your face,Hate has no color,It's target has no race,I'm bared to my neck in shit,and rocks are raining down,I can't run away,I can't make a sound,They choose their words so coldly,And toss them at my head,Maybe just to kill the fear,Thats filling them with dread,Black,blue and bleeding,My heart is raining down,Silently breaking,Gagged,tied, and bound,Maybe when I'm older,I won't give a shit,If people pass and don't care,Or even turn and spit,But when your young and fragile,When your glass and bone,Every smirk has daggers,And every word has stones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-4239540417906228765?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/4239540417906228765/comments/default' title='Post 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know where I'd be.Having you in my life completes and fulfills every part of me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4004485433585179804-4165927122542338366?l=umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umeedonkaaasmaan.blogspot.com/feeds/4165927122542338366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4004485433585179804&amp;postID=4165927122542338366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default/4165927122542338366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4004485433585179804/posts/default/4165927122542338366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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