<?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-4914425183845172078</id><updated>2012-01-19T23:59:55.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-2523821372760729419</id><published>2011-12-19T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:59:55.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Abuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;10th september 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Tears and more tears filled my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;After hearing that an innocent child was killed by her Grand parents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;The Grand parents abused this innocent child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;While this innocent child was alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;The Grand parents forced her to drink water out of the toilet bowl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;And this innocent child was loosing weight every day while she was Alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;I can't understand why anyone would abuse an innocent child? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;This child was treated like an animal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Why this innocent child was punished so badly by her Grand parents? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;The justice finally came down after her Grand Parents went to court &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;They are now where they belong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;In jail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;They will be there for few years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;I don't believe that these years are enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Do they have any conscious? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;They inflicted pain and suffering in an innocent child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;A child that was so young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;A child that we will never see growing up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Because that child is dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;And so young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Tears and more tears filled my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Knowing that something like that happened so close to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Why did the Grand Parents hated this little Innocent child? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Tears and more tears filled my eyes knowing that there is too much Violence in this world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;It is time that we stop abusing the children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's show appreciation for the children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's have pride for our children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's share joy and happiness with our children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's praise our children for the good things they do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's tell our children that they are special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's share our love with the children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's work together to stop child abuse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's get together and pray for one another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's take the time to reflect in our lives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Child abuse has to stop now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Because enough is enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's provide a safe place where the children can play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;And be children forever more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Long live the children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;The earth belong to us and the children &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;Let's save the earth from violence and child abuse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-2523821372760729419?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2523821372760729419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-2684634103522100221</id><published>2011-12-12T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T09:37:59.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my salute</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Freedom is not free, it has a large cost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Paid for by lives forever changed or lost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Men and women have been sent over seas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;To fight for ideals our country believes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;We called on them to battle in our wars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;They sacrificed their lives on border &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes they were asked to help kept the peace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Other times to help make violence cease&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Some of them never did make it back home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Their exact fates do still remain unknown &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;They did it all for little praise or pay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;But they are all remembered on this day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Although a lot of good food will be ate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;It is their service that makes this day great&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;All who protected the safron white and green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;This is my salute in honor of you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-2684634103522100221?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2684634103522100221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-salute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/2684634103522100221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is for all the mothers of our soldiers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No one makes a sacrifice as great as theirs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;They give to us our fighting daughters and sons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If anyone deserves thanks, they are the ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We would have no one to fight for our freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or to protect us, if it was not for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It is hard to send a child off to war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It can cause a mother’s heart to be quite sore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Knowing they may never see their child again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That is a whole lot to be asking of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So sure that you include in your prayers tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That soon their children will return home all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-8839530031374834587?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8839530031374834587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/12/mothers-of-soldiers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/8839530031374834587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/8839530031374834587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prancing on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my window pane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I run to greet her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;as I've done before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rush from the Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;through the door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She grabs my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and lifts them up high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She tickles my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and tells me to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We dance in joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;at having just met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She washes away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my every regret,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She caresses my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and dampens my hair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She leaves me still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;without a care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She loves me tender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;She leaves me strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And assures me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the next visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;won't be long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-7148386260250364711?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-4393448639590073066</id><published>2011-08-23T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:56:28.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mesmerizing eyes</title><content type='html'>that glance in the eyes, i could hardly believe,&lt;br /&gt;that god could make such thing, hard to retrieve&lt;br /&gt;just about when i was about to talk....&lt;br /&gt;my eyes in her eyes went for a mesmerizing walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i came bak to sense of mine...&lt;br /&gt;questioned god...is there anything more devine?&lt;br /&gt;god was expecting my question...to my knowledge&lt;br /&gt;answered...wt u can see is just the beauty's edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept questioning myself..what could be the prettiest face&lt;br /&gt;i realized that there's more to come from the heaven's race&lt;br /&gt;i was fascinated and overwhelmed, to just somehow reach the paradise&lt;br /&gt;but i was still stuck at that glance of hers...her mesmerizing eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-4393448639590073066?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4393448639590073066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/08/mesmerizing-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/4393448639590073066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/4393448639590073066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/08/mesmerizing-eyes.html' title='mesmerizing eyes'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-4741295623043303797</id><published>2011-08-05T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T07:16:50.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PAIN OF WOMEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; " &gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Have you ever thought about how a woman may feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;And that all the misery she has to deal with is real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;...Piercing period pains, child birth, broken hearts and so much more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;One wrong move and she’s called hurtful names such as a “whore”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Sexual assault and perverted stares from ill-mannered men,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Physically and mentally abused all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Degrading and disgusting images portrayed in a magazine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;She’s been seeing these humiliating ads of women as a teen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;The unnecessary drama with other girls and family never ends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;All she really wants is someone who’s a true friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Mistreated by all the men in her difficult life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Their sickening remarks pierce her heart with a knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Every guy she ever loved tore her completely apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;She suffers like a bullet has been sent to her weak heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;The next time you ever try disrespecting a girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Think about all that’s happening in her world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-4741295623043303797?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4741295623043303797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/08/pain-of-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/4741295623043303797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/4741295623043303797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/08/pain-of-women.html' title='THE PAIN OF WOMEN'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-36903994613933002</id><published>2011-07-17T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T11:20:35.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;She’s standing on the edge,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holding her world in her hand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So small, so sweet,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its so perfect from where she stands.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;She looks up to him,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pleading with her eyes.. she demands,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Why do you want to destroy it?”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;He said…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Because I can!”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Those three simple words were…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;As true as her love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;For her love gives him the power,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;To hurt her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;She tries to speak,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;With tears down her cheek,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Her voice caught in her throat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And her legs weak.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;He doesn’t feel her pain,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;As her cries echo in vain…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;He snatches her world from her hand,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And throws it as far as he can.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;She watches it being shattered to pieces,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;She drops to her knees,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;As time ceases.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The boy smiles,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;As she tries to find the broken parts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Its gone! Its gone!” she cries all the while…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;and it begins to hurt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;She’s dying without his love,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And he couldn’t care less.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its impossible for him to see,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;That he’s her whole happiness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;As she takes her last breath,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And begs him to stay…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;He bends down to whisper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;“The End.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And walks away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-36903994613933002?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/36903994613933002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/08/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/36903994613933002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/36903994613933002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/08/end.html' title='the end'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-3099419664289913378</id><published>2011-07-05T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:40:58.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drama queen</title><content type='html'>She was not what they had thought, the real her was hidden behind her many faces.&lt;br /&gt;She knew she had what it would take, she wasn't going to give up her dream for fluffs and laces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to take on the world, wanted to make her mark.&lt;br /&gt;With nothing to hold her back, she decided to walk away from the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, now she was famous, she was the star.&lt;br /&gt;For years she had slogged to be at the top of the tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did hurt a few people, she did break some dreams.&lt;br /&gt;But she had risen above them all, so far away that she couldn't hear their screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now above all at the top, she was a bit lonely.&lt;br /&gt;But she had earned this and it was hers and hers only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always loved the limelight with all its shine and sheen.&lt;br /&gt;She had done everything to get where she was.&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful, extravagant,&lt;br /&gt;My love,&lt;br /&gt;My drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-3099419664289913378?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3099419664289913378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/07/drama-queen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/3099419664289913378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/3099419664289913378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/07/drama-queen.html' title='drama queen'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-702089124551851407</id><published>2011-06-13T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:31:04.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Why do innocent souls have troubled minds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Why are they meant to suffer all the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;What is it with them that they are always in pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Feeling lost,losing hope every time and again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;They are true they are good holding on everyday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Their soul is beautiful it enlightens their face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;If you ever hurt them they'll hide their pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Forgiving you easily they move on again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;They know how to make everyone smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;They make them be hopeful and optimistic about life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;You know who they are with radiance so bright&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;They are the innocent ones with hardships in life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;They are so genuinely nice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;And its their life which always makes them cry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Why why why?can't it be simple for them I inquire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;'Cause I guess innocent souls are always on trial﻿&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-702089124551851407?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/702089124551851407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/702089124551851407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/702089124551851407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/06/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-3058853742757283634</id><published>2011-01-16T22:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T22:44:26.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I longed for this night…</title><content type='html'>When my breath touched your bare neck&lt;br /&gt;And I supported your swelled flesh&lt;br /&gt;You quivered like a leaf&lt;br /&gt;I shuddered with delight&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe&lt;br /&gt;How I longed for this night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your tantalizing fingers made me swirl&lt;br /&gt;Erotic images filled my world&lt;br /&gt;You unravelled the mystery&lt;br /&gt;Flames were in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe&lt;br /&gt;How I longed for this night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You burned my nerves from head to toe&lt;br /&gt;Flare of responses danced so raw&lt;br /&gt;You explored in luxury&lt;br /&gt;Stripping love in light&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe&lt;br /&gt;How I longed for this night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gleam of pleasure reigned so supreme&lt;br /&gt;To control the need is a task of might&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe&lt;br /&gt;How I longed for this night&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe&lt;br /&gt;How I longed for this night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-3058853742757283634?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-8417123138185731256</id><published>2011-01-16T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T22:39:08.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY &amp; ME!!</title><content type='html'>I used to be completely different,&lt;br /&gt;Just few day's back, just few day's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries for livings,&lt;br /&gt;As i knew, at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Someone would be waiting,&lt;br /&gt;At the door of my house,&lt;br /&gt;Just to hear my voice,&lt;br /&gt;And to have a glance at me,&lt;br /&gt;With her starry eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see the love, in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I could feel the care, every time i go out,&lt;br /&gt;Jump from stairs, fly the kites,&lt;br /&gt;Face a cricket ball, with my bat,&lt;br /&gt;Run before the colorful butterflies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always find someone near me,&lt;br /&gt;When I feel scared,&lt;br /&gt;I always find a lap for my head,&lt;br /&gt;I always felt secure,&lt;br /&gt;When she’s around me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I am grown up,&lt;br /&gt;I am strong enough,&lt;br /&gt;So what if she does everything for me,&lt;br /&gt;So what if she never ate anything,&lt;br /&gt;Before me,&lt;br /&gt;So what if she is weak now,&lt;br /&gt;So what if she needs my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;So what if she still loves me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own responsibilities,&lt;br /&gt;I have my own career,&lt;br /&gt;Now everything for me is -&lt;br /&gt;MY &amp;amp; ME!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-8417123138185731256?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-255078183009094088</id><published>2011-01-05T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T02:05:21.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hatred of Physical touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darkness creeps in&lt;br /&gt;I lie in the bed with a pounding heart&lt;br /&gt;Listening alert for your footsteps&lt;br /&gt;Praying that tonight should not be as bad&lt;br /&gt;As last night&lt;br /&gt;And the night before&lt;br /&gt;And the night before&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you coming near the room&lt;br /&gt;My heart pounds as it was a thunderstorm&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath as if even the simple act&lt;br /&gt;as breathing could give it away&lt;br /&gt;I pretend to be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And say to myself that everything will be OK&lt;br /&gt;I re-experience the challenging feeling of&lt;br /&gt;Being trapped&lt;br /&gt;And as I was being chocked&lt;br /&gt;And then you are there next to me&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your breath&lt;br /&gt;And I hate this closeness&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes even tighter&lt;br /&gt;This time not because I want to pretend&lt;br /&gt;But just in a hope that things would just blacken out&lt;br /&gt;The way my eyes do&lt;br /&gt;You pull away my clothes&lt;br /&gt;Your hands and lips are on me&lt;br /&gt;Animal-like&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes so hard&lt;br /&gt;That all the tears are stopped&lt;br /&gt;I close my fist so tight&lt;br /&gt;That my fingernails hurt my palm&lt;br /&gt;Before they break&lt;br /&gt;This is what usually happens&lt;br /&gt;At other times I just feel I can’t take it any longer&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t take the physical closeness of you&lt;br /&gt;The intimacy&lt;br /&gt;No matter,&lt;br /&gt;How I close my eyes, tighten my fists, bite my lips –&lt;br /&gt;No matter what,&lt;br /&gt;There are times I just can’t take it&lt;br /&gt;And I will give away a loud scream&lt;br /&gt;Before trying to push you away&lt;br /&gt;You hit, you shout, you say the most horrible things&lt;br /&gt;And of course you are physically stronger than me&lt;br /&gt;So I lose the battle&lt;br /&gt;And I silent myself&lt;br /&gt;Just staring at the wall&lt;br /&gt;Imagining this is not me it is happening to&lt;br /&gt;Try my best not to let the tears roll&lt;br /&gt;I usually conquer on this&lt;br /&gt;But at times I lose this battle too&lt;br /&gt;And I would just let the tear roll,&lt;br /&gt;Silently&lt;br /&gt;A stabbing chest pain&lt;br /&gt;And I so often pray that&lt;br /&gt;my heart would just stop that same moment&lt;br /&gt;After you finish,&lt;br /&gt;you would insult and humiliate me in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;I so often hated my body afterwards&lt;br /&gt;that i felt like cutting it into thousand pieces&lt;br /&gt;But all what i could do instead was ripping papers into thousand pieces&lt;br /&gt;and punch my fist against the wall over and over again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-255078183009094088?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/255078183009094088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2011/01/hatred-of-physical-touch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/255078183009094088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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but without a doubt, he really did love you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He volunteered for the job that few would do, and everyday, he spoke of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During his duty he never lost sight, he never openly questioned, what was wrong or right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I saw him smile, it was because of you, you turned his frown upside down, when he was blue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going home he counted down the days, to make you happy planned so many ways&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In his pocket there was a picture of you, where he went, you always went to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then one day he said to me, “the picture of my baby I think I will leave”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So on patrol we walked the streets, being cautious as usual of everyone we would meet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The morning sun rose high in the sky, then noon came the morning said bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next village ahead was empty and bare, he looked at me, with a worrying stare&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He nodded his head and said take care bro, before I could reply on the patrol we go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Empty streets not a soul in sight two steps later we were in a fire fight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Incoming rounds landed at our feet, I looked over he was laying on street&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For fourteen minutes, the enemy continued their plight, but the end soon came, we had won the fight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The medic ran over to do his best, but all he could do, was to prepare his body rest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Chinook came in and took his body away, but somehow he knew, that he would die that day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A bullet had entered where your picture had been, the events that happened, how could he have foreseen?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know he loved you, in every way, he spoke about you every single day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you could be free, he gave his life, his last few words was, “I love my wife”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-7569956416161884212</id><published>2010-12-29T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:38:32.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heads of state</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Politicians win the wars, generals win the fights, but what recognition do our soldiers get, when they fight day and night? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When a flag draped coffin comes off the plane, does the government realise they caused the suffering and pain?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best trained army let down by kit, all because the government, wants to save a bit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The news comes on, another life lost, a soldier did his duty, at the ultimate cost&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would the PM still send in the troops if he suffered the same, maybe he’ll then learn, the horrific pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recruits from training or veterans years, they fight for each other with blood and tears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Politicians sit back home, having expensive teas and beers, as our men women face daily fears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Politicians want a pay rise it fills me with rage, especially when our girls and boys die for less then minimal wage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;king and country no longer I’ll fight, but I’ll go for person who stands both left and right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-7569956416161884212?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7569956416161884212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-8156204153981975159</id><published>2010-12-29T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:36:13.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIRRORS OF ANSWERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I look in the mirror, what do I see? Who is the man that stares back at me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look into my eyes what do I see? Is it light or dark that is in me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I listen to voices that are in my head, but there’s so many I can’t hear what is said&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I try my best to block them out, but I have no silence, because they always shout&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look in the mirror to see where I am, would I choose be somewhere else? If I can?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know where I’ve been but I have no direction to go, How can I go through life with nothing to show&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I could escape where would I go, would I go alone or with people I know?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be alone or to be with friends, what is the best for my mind to mend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The answers I seek, but the questions I don’t know, to get the solutions where do I go?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is this my purpose to travel my soul, maybe getting answers to questions will make me whole&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mirror mirror on the wall, help with the answers I seek, will you show me the future me, I’ll even settle for just a peek&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-8156204153981975159?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-7426679788003322224</id><published>2010-12-29T00:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:24:19.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness*Loneliness</title><content type='html'>Days go by&lt;br /&gt;The alarm goes on&lt;br /&gt;I lie in the bed&lt;br /&gt;staring up the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Feel a total emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same things&lt;br /&gt;day in&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;day out&lt;br /&gt;Every second with total emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do things I love&lt;br /&gt;but the emptiness inside is still there&lt;br /&gt;I keep smiling&lt;br /&gt;But the emptiness is still there&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes even painful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fortunate to have good friends,&lt;br /&gt;but unfortnately at the times&lt;br /&gt;where i am feeling my lowest&lt;br /&gt;no one is there&lt;br /&gt;And I realise the painful truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth which i often forget&lt;br /&gt;which is that I only have myself&lt;br /&gt;and that I will always be alone&lt;br /&gt;This loneliness is what I have&lt;br /&gt;lived with for most of my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I so much wish&lt;br /&gt;that one day I will wake up&lt;br /&gt;and feel contentment&lt;br /&gt;Loved&lt;br /&gt;Cared for&lt;br /&gt;Unconditionally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each night&lt;br /&gt;I avoid going to bed early&lt;br /&gt;Because of fear&lt;br /&gt;of painful memories&lt;br /&gt;Because of determination&lt;br /&gt;that I do not want to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day is started with&lt;br /&gt;an emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Each night is ended with&lt;br /&gt;pain of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;I feel at times, I am not living&lt;br /&gt;Just an exsisting body of flesh and blood...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-7426679788003322224?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7426679788003322224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/emptinessloneliness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/7426679788003322224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/7426679788003322224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/emptinessloneliness.html' title='Emptiness*Loneliness'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-8978689215534931236</id><published>2010-12-29T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:22:34.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beloved pen</title><content type='html'>Night comes&lt;br /&gt;Silence surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;A sense of peace&lt;br /&gt;The only thing which&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;is the powerful rhyme&lt;br /&gt;of my poetry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to shut down thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I try to block emotions&lt;br /&gt;As an insane&lt;br /&gt;I keep doing things to divert my mind&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid that if i dont&lt;br /&gt;the painful memories and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;will empower my strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours pass by&lt;br /&gt;There is an emotional need&lt;br /&gt;A physical need&lt;br /&gt;A spiritual need&lt;br /&gt;to be held tight&lt;br /&gt;so all pain disappear&lt;br /&gt;for a tiny moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this need for&lt;br /&gt;my mother&lt;br /&gt;my father&lt;br /&gt;my sisters&lt;br /&gt;my friends&lt;br /&gt;my soul mate&lt;br /&gt;I dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know it has been there&lt;br /&gt;for many many many years&lt;br /&gt;And that I wont feel fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;untill this feeling is gone&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Breath deeply&lt;br /&gt;And try to be one&lt;br /&gt;with my beloved  pen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-8978689215534931236?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8978689215534931236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-5406321991104714535</id><published>2010-12-29T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T01:53:39.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-5406321991104714535?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5406321991104714535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you-for-being-there-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/5406321991104714535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/5406321991104714535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you-for-being-there-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-2609558417090625202</id><published>2010-12-29T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:05:31.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will stand by you</title><content type='html'>With Arms wrapped around me&lt;br /&gt;You are lying next to me&lt;br /&gt;In a peaceful sleep&lt;br /&gt;I feel a deep pain within me&lt;br /&gt;And can not stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;Keep thinking&lt;br /&gt;About the darkest of the dark secrets&lt;br /&gt;You revealed for me last night&lt;br /&gt;Secrets of cruelty and tremendous horror&lt;br /&gt;You revealed only to me&lt;br /&gt;Keep thinking&lt;br /&gt;How cruel life has been with you&lt;br /&gt;All this time I have known you,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there for you&lt;br /&gt;But now, knowing this&lt;br /&gt;I even wanted it stronger&lt;br /&gt;I want to make sure&lt;br /&gt;To stand by your side&lt;br /&gt;To help easy your pain&lt;br /&gt;To stand by your side&lt;br /&gt;To carry the weight when it gets to heavy for you&lt;br /&gt;To stand be by your side&lt;br /&gt;To lift you up when you fall too low&lt;br /&gt;To stand by your side&lt;br /&gt;To give you all the love and care you never received&lt;br /&gt;To stand by your side&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel loved and cared for&lt;br /&gt;To stand by your side&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel valued and special&lt;br /&gt;And help you love and value yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this way,&lt;br /&gt;By standing by your side&lt;br /&gt;I will make sure&lt;br /&gt;To help ease the pain within you&lt;br /&gt;And make your life&lt;br /&gt;Get the fulfilment it never had&lt;br /&gt;But one, which you truly deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stand by you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-2609558417090625202?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2609558417090625202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-will-stand-by-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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took the vows&lt;br /&gt;by believing&lt;br /&gt;it would last forever&lt;br /&gt;I meant each word of it&lt;br /&gt;I promised to love and care for you&lt;br /&gt;till death do us apart&lt;br /&gt;I promised to be there for you&lt;br /&gt;for better&lt;br /&gt;for worse&lt;br /&gt;during sickness&lt;br /&gt;during health&lt;br /&gt;till death do us part&lt;br /&gt;I promised to offer you&lt;br /&gt;my faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;my love&lt;br /&gt;my strength&lt;br /&gt;my support&lt;br /&gt;my loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;Till death do us apart&lt;br /&gt;I was willing to&lt;br /&gt;offer you everything I was&lt;br /&gt;and everything I had&lt;br /&gt;Till death do us apart&lt;br /&gt;I believed that&lt;br /&gt;we would spend the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;by each other's side&lt;br /&gt;waking up to your face and&lt;br /&gt;falling asleep after your face be my last sight&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely meant and believed that&lt;br /&gt;throughout our lifetime together,&lt;br /&gt;we would always be&lt;br /&gt;the beloved and best friend&lt;br /&gt;of each other&lt;br /&gt;I was ready to sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;I was ready to take risk&lt;br /&gt;I did put you before myself&lt;br /&gt;Cos I belived that is what&lt;br /&gt;love, marriage and a good relationship&lt;br /&gt;is about&lt;br /&gt;I belived that&lt;br /&gt;marriage&lt;br /&gt;was not to prove society&lt;br /&gt;was not for practical reasons&lt;br /&gt;but a way of proving&lt;br /&gt;true love and commitment&lt;br /&gt;simply cos want to spend the life together&lt;br /&gt;So far,&lt;br /&gt;I did keep my promise&lt;br /&gt;I did keep my vows&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted it to be there&lt;br /&gt;till death did as apart&lt;br /&gt;However you made me live a lie&lt;br /&gt;which i belived was a beutiful relationship&lt;br /&gt;and happy life&lt;br /&gt;Left me with a confusion&lt;br /&gt;making me wonder&lt;br /&gt;what is the deeper meaning of&lt;br /&gt;relationships and  marriages&lt;br /&gt;I am still walking the jouney&lt;br /&gt;searching for the truth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-5082520871268050043?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5082520871268050043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/marriage-vows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/5082520871268050043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/5082520871268050043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/marriage-vows.html' title='Marriage vows(for abhi)'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-1976167115515022105</id><published>2010-12-28T23:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:41:55.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushing away</title><content type='html'>Every day,&lt;br /&gt;I try&lt;br /&gt;Try in so many ways&lt;br /&gt;To prove you wrong&lt;br /&gt;To make you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You keep having your eyes closed&lt;br /&gt;You keep pushing me away&lt;br /&gt;It hurts&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Cos I think you are worth it&lt;br /&gt;Cos I empathise with you&lt;br /&gt;But I am human too&lt;br /&gt;I have emotions too&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard&lt;br /&gt;I try to be in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Still it hurts&lt;br /&gt;It makes me frustrated&lt;br /&gt;And I can see&lt;br /&gt;That now&lt;br /&gt;I have gradually started&lt;br /&gt;To push myself away from you&lt;br /&gt;Cos Im worthy too&lt;br /&gt;And don’t want to feel and look&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Cos that’s best&lt;br /&gt;Before its too late&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-1976167115515022105?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/1976167115515022105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/pushing-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/1976167115515022105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/1976167115515022105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/pushing-away.html' title='Pushing away'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-7292393780271947750</id><published>2010-12-28T23:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T02:04:14.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping hand</title><content type='html'>When you need a favour,&lt;br /&gt;You are quick to ask for it&lt;br /&gt;By expecting that people&lt;br /&gt;Put you before themself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when they need a favour,&lt;br /&gt;even the smallest - You will think twice&lt;br /&gt;You will put yourself first&lt;br /&gt;Before anybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone deal with you&lt;br /&gt;You are quick to get annoyed&lt;br /&gt;If they are not smiling&lt;br /&gt;You will call it bad customer service or they're being rude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you face them&lt;br /&gt;You are quick to be in your own world&lt;br /&gt;Not considering how you could make&lt;br /&gt;Someone’s day better with just a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see someone in need,&lt;br /&gt;Whether its moral support, financial support&lt;br /&gt;Love and care&lt;br /&gt;You are quick to decide that its not your problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you feel alone, troubled or hurt&lt;br /&gt;You would as anyone else&lt;br /&gt;Yearn for these “little” things from others&lt;br /&gt;Which could make your world a much better place to be in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you needed few bucks for cigarettes,&lt;br /&gt;Or little bit more for some fashionable clothes&lt;br /&gt;You will be moody that you did not have enough money&lt;br /&gt;And would be quick to borrow some from a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you hear&lt;br /&gt;About the poverty in the world&lt;br /&gt;The abuse, the war, the cruelty, the natural disasters&lt;br /&gt;You say you cant afford the time and money to bother with charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you had a tragic accident&lt;br /&gt;You are quick to wish that&lt;br /&gt;you will get a blood transfusion&lt;br /&gt;So you can survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But although it takes less than 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;To donate blood and although it’s only less than a pint&lt;br /&gt;And you could save 3 lives by just one donation&lt;br /&gt;You are quick to not even bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your loved one is in hospital&lt;br /&gt;and the doctor says the only way&lt;br /&gt;to rescue her/him is by an organ transplant&lt;br /&gt;you are quick to accept the offer of an organ donation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are quick to simply reject even the thought&lt;br /&gt;Of an organ donation to someone else&lt;br /&gt;Even after your death&lt;br /&gt;Instead you will preach about being “whole and beautiful” after death, about religion and sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is disgusting how you can be so selfish&lt;br /&gt;And take and take&lt;br /&gt;Without thinking of how the little you do and give&lt;br /&gt;could be so much useful to others&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-7292393780271947750?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7292393780271947750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/helping-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/7292393780271947750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/7292393780271947750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/helping-hand.html' title='Helping hand'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-844017469819026722</id><published>2010-12-28T23:35:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:37:55.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Universal Religion</title><content type='html'>Religion, faith, God, Set of beliefs&lt;br /&gt;Cause, nature and purpose of&lt;br /&gt;Life and the Universe&lt;br /&gt;People fight for the sake of religion&lt;br /&gt;People discriminate each other because of religion&lt;br /&gt;People indirectly or directly express racism because of religion&lt;br /&gt;People try to force others into their own religion by preaching&lt;br /&gt;God is regarded as holy, divine, sacred and spiritual&lt;br /&gt;No matter what religion&lt;br /&gt;Morality is the essential pillar of religion&lt;br /&gt;However morality is often being void in the name of religion&lt;br /&gt;Islam, Christianity, Jewish, Buddhism, Hinduism or&lt;br /&gt;Whatever religion&lt;br /&gt;The world would be a much more loving and peaceful place to be in&lt;br /&gt;If they were all seen as one&lt;br /&gt;One universal religion&lt;br /&gt;Take the good from any religion&lt;br /&gt;And leave the part which you know is morally wrong&lt;br /&gt;Stop the discrimination by looking at religion, cast and race&lt;br /&gt;Religion is only a man-made pathway&lt;br /&gt;Cast is only a man-made status&lt;br /&gt;Race is only a biological difference of skin colour&lt;br /&gt;If the existence of God is real,&lt;br /&gt;He himself would only wish that we regarded him sincerely&lt;br /&gt;In the form of loyal, sincere and genuine actions towards others&lt;br /&gt;With a pure soul and kind heart&lt;br /&gt;By living a life based on morality and love&lt;br /&gt;That is what faith is about. What God is about&lt;br /&gt;Religions are only different pathways&lt;br /&gt;What is the meaning with religion?&lt;br /&gt;If we preached, went to religious places for worshipping&lt;br /&gt;But within our heart&lt;br /&gt;we did not have warmth and love for others&lt;br /&gt;in our mind&lt;br /&gt;we only had dark thoughts&lt;br /&gt;We don’t need to worship; we do not need to preach&lt;br /&gt;To be religious&lt;br /&gt;Be spiritual, be sincere, be moral and&lt;br /&gt;If God exists&lt;br /&gt;That is the best way to prove him the meaning of his creation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-844017469819026722?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/844017469819026722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-universal-religion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/844017469819026722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/844017469819026722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-universal-religion.html' title='One Universal Religion'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-1061510166898633971</id><published>2010-12-28T23:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:35:43.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>true love</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when we belive that we love someone truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get possesive using the excuse for our behaviour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that it is the fear of losing the loved one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in reality, that is not what true love is about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone to a very deep level,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are willing to let go although it will cause you pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be willing to allow the person to leave you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for someone or something else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which matter more to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not cos you dont love him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but indeed cos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do love him completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by not loving only him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but loving his wishes, his desires, his dreams, his happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put them all before yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before your own wanting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before your own pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos when you truly love someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all what matters is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that he is happy within himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and contented with his life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will do everything not to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come in the way of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what true love is about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-1061510166898633971?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-2029350753102099343</id><published>2010-12-28T23:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:33:57.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to lose you</title><content type='html'>IT IS S PAINFUL&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT KNOW HOW I WILL GO THROUGH THIS&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS MY ONLY FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;PRAYERS ARE MY ONLY HOPE&lt;br /&gt;HOPE IS MY ONLY PEACE&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS ARE MY ONLY TRUE SMILES&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY ONLY HAPPINESS&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU BADLY&lt;br /&gt;THIS DISTANCE IS KILLING ME&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE,&lt;br /&gt;JUST CLOSING MY EYES AND NEVER OPEN THEM AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE FAR AWAY&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO MAKE TIME GO FAST&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GET OLD AND DIE SOON&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL MORE WEAK FOR EVERY DAY&lt;br /&gt;I CAN NOT GO ON LIKE THIS&lt;br /&gt;I CAN NOT TAKE IT ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;THE PAIN IS TOO MUCH&lt;br /&gt;I AM YOURS FOREVER, BUT ARE YOU STILL MINE&lt;br /&gt;YOU MEAN MORE TO ME THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW&lt;br /&gt;IT IS HARD TO LOSE YOU....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-2029350753102099343?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2029350753102099343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/hard-to-lose-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/2029350753102099343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/2029350753102099343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/hard-to-lose-you.html' title='Hard to lose you'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-4089555761168876554</id><published>2010-12-28T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:32:35.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If it isnt love</title><content type='html'>If I long to see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time we are apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel like meeting you again and again and again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time I am with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel like missing you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when seperating our ways just after having been with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am dying to whisper sweet nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time you are next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is the same image,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see in my every dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your single word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can hurt me badly and ruin my whole day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If every tiny sweet word and caring actions of yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can make me so happy and brighten even the darkest of my days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can forget everything else in the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we are together -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it, if not love...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-4089555761168876554?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-638882720145184157</id><published>2010-12-28T23:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T02:04:38.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Special Friend</title><content type='html'>It already starts when the vacation is here&lt;br /&gt;It grows when it become nearer the day&lt;br /&gt;And don’t have to even mention the hours&lt;br /&gt;I count,&lt;br /&gt;The days, the hours and finally the minutes&lt;br /&gt;When I am going to see you&lt;br /&gt;My happiness...brought to me by you!&lt;br /&gt;I keep smiling at each and everyone on my way&lt;br /&gt;I dance&lt;br /&gt;I sing&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t know&lt;br /&gt;About the depth of sadness&lt;br /&gt;I feel when you leave&lt;br /&gt;I know its ridicilous&lt;br /&gt;And I try my best to control my emotions&lt;br /&gt;by being rational and realistic&lt;br /&gt;However it is an uncontrollable feeling&lt;br /&gt;like part of me is missing&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on&lt;br /&gt;You have your responsibilities and duties&lt;br /&gt;And I have mine&lt;br /&gt;But still you will be the first thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;From I wake up till I fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;I will be thinking of you numerous times&lt;br /&gt;During the day&lt;br /&gt;And at times I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;That I do not like it myself&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking when&lt;br /&gt;I am going to see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are So Special to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-638882720145184157?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/638882720145184157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-special-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/638882720145184157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/638882720145184157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-special-friend.html' title='My Special Friend'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-8812223488947915191</id><published>2010-12-28T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T02:07:10.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE YOU, MY BABYBOY(Emotion of a new mom))</title><content type='html'>Thinking that I should not get attached,&lt;br /&gt;tried to keep me emotionally detached&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I should not let myself love you,&lt;br /&gt;tried to keep reminding me of my past pain&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that you would also leave me one day as others,&lt;br /&gt;tried saying to myself not to be close but keep it casual&lt;br /&gt;But I have started to realise,&lt;br /&gt;that I have been fooling myself all these days&lt;br /&gt;My life would be so much darker and emptier&lt;br /&gt;without you in it&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens will happen..&lt;br /&gt;but for now I just want to live in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;The first positive emotion I ever felt towards you ,&lt;br /&gt;was when i felt your kick for the first time -&lt;br /&gt;That emotion is now growing day by day&lt;br /&gt;The first intense feeling I felt about you,&lt;br /&gt;was when I thought I was going to lose you&lt;br /&gt;which I did not know then was love&lt;br /&gt;That feeling is now growing day by day&lt;br /&gt;I think I have finally let me love you completely&lt;br /&gt;My God, I love you so much LOVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And Im so grateful that I ever conceived you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mwhaaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-8812223488947915191?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8812223488947915191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-8888706388321604696</id><published>2010-12-28T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:19:20.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships In the End of Our Life</title><content type='html'>Right now, this moment, even tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;There could be lust and physical attraction&lt;br /&gt;However when days get darker,&lt;br /&gt;When age grows more&lt;br /&gt;When we are at the end of our journey&lt;br /&gt;That time, these things would matter less&lt;br /&gt;That time and even now&lt;br /&gt;What matter most is&lt;br /&gt;The deeper understanding&lt;br /&gt;And genuine care&lt;br /&gt;To be there for each other&lt;br /&gt;During hardship and pain&lt;br /&gt;To be there to push you up&lt;br /&gt;When the last energy is being drained out&lt;br /&gt;There can be so much cheekiness&lt;br /&gt;So much laughter&lt;br /&gt;So much in common&lt;br /&gt;However what really makes us connected&lt;br /&gt;is this genuine care for each other&lt;br /&gt;expressed as deeper love&lt;br /&gt;We now think this could be because of loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;A need for a companion&lt;br /&gt;However in our last days&lt;br /&gt;That  feeling will be even more strong&lt;br /&gt;A need for someone&lt;br /&gt;We could still have a laugh with&lt;br /&gt;Someone making us feel young and alive again&lt;br /&gt;Someone to have the last dance with&lt;br /&gt;In our journey of life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-8888706388321604696?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/8888706388321604696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/relationships-in-end-of-our-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/8888706388321604696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/8888706388321604696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/relationships-in-end-of-our-life.html' title='Relationships In the End of Our Life'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-8548828515066418400</id><published>2010-12-28T23:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T10:45:20.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKEN SO YOUNG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="uiHeader uiHeaderBottomBorder mbm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I enter the house, so quiet and calm, I pass in the hall I pass a pram&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mum and dad snuggled up on seat, doing there best but I still here them weep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I stand at the door and take a deep sigh, before entering the room where baby died&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My eyes wonder the room as I walk to the cot, other officers in the room, no one says a lot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look at the baby who still looks asleep, I find it hard in myself, as I try not to weep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are the cases I hate to see, I try to hide the emotions deep within me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know the pain the parents go through, but I have a job, I know what I have to do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon they’ll feel like suspects, although they maybe not to blame, but I have to take everything as evidence all the same&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I give a nod for the body to, how did the baby die, mostly we don’t know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I question the parents, which I really hate, but suffering the same loss, it’s my strongest trait&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It makes it worse, not having a reason to tell, a death of a baby is nothing but Hell&lt;/p&gt;&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/4914425183845172078-8548828515066418400?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-6658905543346199980</id><published>2010-12-28T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:10:10.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE MY REASONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Words on paper, what do you see? They make no sense, they move around for me&lt;br /&gt;I can read but I must read slow, what have I just read, oh I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Like the rest I do a spelling test, but before I start I know it’s a mess&lt;br /&gt;If I write things down with paper and pen, my writing hasn’t improved since I was t&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;en&lt;br /&gt;I maybe bright, have a creative streak, but compared to someone normal, I know am weak&lt;br /&gt;Spellings, grammar, punctuation to, these are my struggles in life, which I daily go through&lt;br /&gt;I was classed as thick, and sometimes slow, but I hide my dyslexic well, and hope not to let it show&lt;br /&gt;Now you’ve read this will you have a moment’s pause, all the mistakes you have found, dyslexics the cause.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you well, please have a good day, because my friend dyslexic and I, are going on our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div 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REASONS'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-5829332101704754272</id><published>2010-12-28T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:05:02.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this?</title><content type='html'>A soul which had been hurt&lt;br /&gt;Dreams which have been crushed&lt;br /&gt;Pathways which have been ruined&lt;br /&gt;Hopes which have dissappeared&lt;br /&gt;Trust gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beating heart&lt;br /&gt;A new feeling&lt;br /&gt;Genuine smile&lt;br /&gt;A sense of uncertainity&lt;br /&gt;A feeling of re-birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-5829332101704754272?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/5829332101704754272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-is-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/5829332101704754272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/5829332101704754272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-is-this.html' title='What is this?'/><author><name>arvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00705793833871340741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bxYctsntpA0/SvJ8qkZu5BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bEudAXsrVlg/S220/as.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4914425183845172078.post-2058913519904475388</id><published>2010-12-28T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T02:11:46.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Haunting Past(the girl at NGO)</title><content type='html'>People usually say that the best time of their life,&lt;br /&gt;was their childhood&lt;br /&gt;For me, it was the worst nightmare&lt;br /&gt;It is a place, I hate to visit&lt;br /&gt;The darkest secrets&lt;br /&gt;The most painful memories&lt;br /&gt;People say past is past.&lt;br /&gt;Let the past be behind us and move on.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel,&lt;br /&gt;each time I fight strongly to heal the deep-wounded scars&lt;br /&gt;and once they finally begin to heal,&lt;br /&gt;you come back once again&lt;br /&gt;and stab my unhealed wound&lt;br /&gt;Then how to move on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4914425183845172078-2058913519904475388?l=ashwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/feeds/2058913519904475388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashwords.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-haunting-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/2058913519904475388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4914425183845172078/posts/default/2058913519904475388'/><link rel='alternate' 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your words or actions &lt;br /&gt;And YOU will be blessed!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that, &lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard times are&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how cruel, rude, insensitive people we meet&lt;br /&gt;as long as we try to stay clean with a good heart, &lt;br /&gt;somehow in the end we will be blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the tough times, it would be so hard to go on and everything would seem hopeless&lt;br /&gt;But still carry on being good to others &lt;br /&gt;and even not at that time&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, you will always be blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed with genuine friends my whole life.&lt;br /&gt; If not for my dearest friends,&lt;br /&gt;the hard times would have been much worse! &lt;br /&gt;Thank u so much for being there for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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