<?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-7956345368417329842</id><updated>2011-08-14T08:03:11.635-07:00</updated><category term='Sadu'/><title type='text'>Mirror of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-5023755221659868362</id><published>2011-03-05T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T18:48:37.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p face="&amp;quot;" size="11pt" style="margin: 0in;"&gt;this is a new one. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="&amp;quot;" size="11pt" style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="&amp;quot;" size="11pt" style="margin: 0in;"&gt;Changing Hearts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;That day my heart shattered into a thousand pieces&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Even if a tomorrow came slowly&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I couldn't pick myself together soon enough&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I'll try and go back to the way I was before&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Without a change of heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;And see myself come right back here again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Maybe I'll bring everything back too&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;The same scenery and the secrecy in which we held each other&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I feel the same high tension all over again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;We try and try to be the same &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Still frame as we once were&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;We're still broken and not yet mendable&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;We lay breathing yet we're not smiling like we used to&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Our hearts apart and forever different &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Like we're different souls now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Those days when I felt like I was unbreakable&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Seem so childish now&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;No life in this apocalyptic world&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;No life that I care for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;That day, my heart shattered into a thousand pieces,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;We weren't meant to be broken, and &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;We all strayed away from each other &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;If we only changed one second,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;If we could only say the same one more day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I don't see the same scenery anymore&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;That sunset and the sunrise&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Each was a new day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Now they all blend together without a difference&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;That dream that we all wanted to keep safe&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;That wish that all of us wanted to keep alive&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;We all believed that we couldn't be torn apart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Why do I still see the sky that we still saw?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Our broken promises are still in the air&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Our betrayal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I remember that day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;We all held ribbons&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;And promised each other to never part&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;And now, why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I remember that day,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;When our soon to be broken promises &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Were spoken like they would always be kept.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-5023755221659868362?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/5023755221659868362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=5023755221659868362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/5023755221659868362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/5023755221659868362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2011/03/changing-hearts.html' title='Changing Hearts'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-1016939241098521309</id><published>2011-02-14T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T18:45:12.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay so, i have NOT written in such a long time, and when i tried, i couldn't stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it's not edited, so please point out the mistakes if you see any! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thankyou so much for taking your time to read my posts! i know i don't reply much and all, but i really do appreciate your encouragement. It's just that I start thinking that if i say "thankyou!" and all so much, it'll start to sound like I'm just saying it and i don't really mean it (and i really do mean it). -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(the name of the poem is still being worked on as of yet, but this is the 'prototype', you could say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The Other World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I live here alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;At the edge of the earth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;There are long fields where lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Float up, towards the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Blackened skies that are never luminous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;They simply suck up the lights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The yellow grass that never glows green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The roses that never fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Yet they are so dried and dead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I'm here all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And I search for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The broken buildings fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And I lose myself in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Devastation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I search for the cities in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Where I once knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;When they lightened up like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The same lights that float around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I search for the same soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I once knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Laughing and kind;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Always changing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Yet always so familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The shattered glass reflects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The darkness in the skies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In place of the ocean that is long gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Here I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Without you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Always finding my way, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Always losing myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I see my windows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The shutters open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And I see the other world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;With so much life and beauty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Here I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Without you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Always searching for a way to leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I never seem to find the way out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-1016939241098521309?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1016939241098521309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=1016939241098521309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/1016939241098521309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/1016939241098521309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2011/02/other-world.html' title='The Other World'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-308326083335590193</id><published>2010-06-13T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T16:13:39.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lügen</title><content type='html'>the title means "lies" in German. enjoy! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lügen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change it, &lt;br /&gt;The faces that you put on everyday. &lt;br /&gt;Plaster your empty smile across your appearance,&lt;br /&gt;Mutate the way the outsiders see you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the pain that drives you, &lt;br /&gt;The ambitions that unravel you.&lt;br /&gt;I see the pats on the back they give;&lt;br /&gt;You always go home and cry in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see you look, &lt;br /&gt;Each time your sight travels&lt;br /&gt;I can see you try to find &lt;br /&gt;Each time you have that searching expression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand back as you see the mask&lt;br /&gt;Your mask; see that they all put on &lt;br /&gt;The same façade. I see your amazed look&lt;br /&gt;When you finally figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt you ever will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your pity,&lt;br /&gt;You who hides behind a mask;&lt;br /&gt;Too afraid to face the world.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need your kindness….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you just scream at me;&lt;br /&gt;Run far away, and leave me be. &lt;br /&gt;I see the truth that drives you, &lt;br /&gt;And the lies that mask you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your broken promises,&lt;br /&gt;Lying under the rooftops of your past.&lt;br /&gt;I see your shattered dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Visible and taunting every time you dare to close your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see your pain,&lt;br /&gt;The guilt that makes you lose yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I see the haunting happiness &lt;br /&gt;That gives you a false hope for the future&lt;br /&gt;That is yet to come….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-308326083335590193?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/308326083335590193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=308326083335590193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/308326083335590193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/308326083335590193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/06/lugen.html' title='Lügen'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-2721294221658111046</id><published>2010-05-08T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T17:41:05.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engelsflügel</title><content type='html'>This was made for a good friend of mine. =). the title means "angel wings" in German. -.-' enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engelsflügel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was walking through the alleys,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;I drifted mindlessly, &lt;br /&gt;Until I couldn't find a trace of the path&lt;br /&gt;I seemed to have taken;&lt;br /&gt;It was a dead end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not quite….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two birds out there,&lt;br /&gt;One white and beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;So unblemished, and surreal;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the grey one,&lt;br /&gt;It was also beautiful, yet it seemed so real.&lt;br /&gt;But, the grey one had a lame wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it,&lt;br /&gt;The white one was flying, &lt;br /&gt;It went up the dark alley&lt;br /&gt;And into the sky,&lt;br /&gt;But it lingered in a wire,&lt;br /&gt;One that held on to a pole,&lt;br /&gt;Seeming to wait for the grey one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter tried.&lt;br /&gt;It simply tried flying up;&lt;br /&gt;It fell down.&lt;br /&gt;The bird then tried on and on for quite sometime. &lt;br /&gt;I stood there,&lt;br /&gt;Watching its effort be fruitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white one also stood there,&lt;br /&gt;Patiently; just simply waiting.&lt;br /&gt;It broke my heart, though;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to have no sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;No remorse. It didn't even go&lt;br /&gt;And encourage the grey bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grey one was still trying,&lt;br /&gt;And it was almost sunset&lt;br /&gt;Until it gave up.&lt;br /&gt;I sat down and stared at it;&lt;br /&gt;And it turned around and  &lt;br /&gt;Gazed at me; pleading, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then raised up,&lt;br /&gt;And held up the grey bird.&lt;br /&gt;We stood there,&lt;br /&gt;The grey bird and I,&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;We waited, and it was not even dark,&lt;br /&gt;The sun hadn't even set;&lt;br /&gt;Even the sun seemed to wait for the grey one&lt;br /&gt;To fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And held my hand up high,&lt;br /&gt;And heaved the grey bird.&lt;br /&gt;It flew, yet it seemed to have fallen. &lt;br /&gt;There was a pause, and I can still picture it&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, &lt;br /&gt;Like it only just happened a few movements ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bird flew high up,&lt;br /&gt;While the white one could only&lt;br /&gt;Follow in awe; in amazement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I watched it in amazement, &lt;br /&gt;As it flew high up, &lt;br /&gt;Off toward the setting sun,&lt;br /&gt;Never looking back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-2721294221658111046?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2721294221658111046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=2721294221658111046' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/2721294221658111046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/2721294221658111046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/05/engelsflugel.html' title='Engelsflügel'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-4769351702114419034</id><published>2010-04-18T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:45:13.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deiner Gnade</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Lucida Calligraphy';font-size:130%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Deiner Gnade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;I could name each &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;And every star in the universe&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;After you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;You could stand by me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;And never have anyone distress you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;I could be still,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;And not have my regrets&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Placed before me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;You could fly across the world,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Your beauty, so unperturbed,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;So untroubled. So undisturbed. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;I would stand here,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;And revel in all &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;I can….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;You would glide &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;In your grace.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Man kind's jealousy of your &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Elegance. Your agility…. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;And I, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;I would be your sword&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;In bloodshed and battle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Your shield through &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Pain and war,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Suffering and scorn….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;I could name &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Each and every&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Star after you,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Make do with every &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Smile I see in you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-4769351702114419034?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4769351702114419034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=4769351702114419034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/4769351702114419034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/4769351702114419034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/04/deiner-gnade.html' title='Deiner Gnade'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-6436133179592686618</id><published>2010-03-27T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:58:33.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zephyr</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zephyr&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Black skies flying overhead.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I keep walking but all I can see is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The dark clouds passing me by.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I see a broken mirror,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shards flying in dead air. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I see a crippled mask,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its owner crumpled to the ground.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I see crushed houses,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Their roof tops shattered in,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Their windows blocked,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Their doors with bullet holes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I see fire surrounding &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The forest in which I walk on,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trees evaporating the smoldering dusky sky.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flowers ablaze in the darkened zephyr.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I see their plastered smiles,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lying though their teeth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pretending never works when &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's transparent. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can see their world,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feel their helplessness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trust broken in two,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Paradise twisted in all. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 0in;  color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Zephyr'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-4102223224528640922</id><published>2010-03-10T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:58:03.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Radiation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;The vast clouded skies darken,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Their burden falling in little droplets. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;The tall trees have been shaken,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;As the wind blows merciless. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;The green grass turns yellow and burns. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;While the once blooming flowers wither. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;The deeps seas rise in their tsunamis, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;And the earth cracks as lava rises, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Ashes travel in the blackened air. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Land becomes devoured by water,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;And the cities sink,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;The prosperous cities. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;The scorched skies,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Their burden falling in acid rain. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Wild fires burning in forests;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Burnt leaves swinging back and forth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;It's not always a choice to decide,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;When your own world is destroyed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;When there was everything to lose,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;And nothing to gain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Mutated humans,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;In their liege.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Broken houses,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Unbreakable famine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Violent wars &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;And hatred. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;font-size:11.0pt; color:navy"&gt;Radiation….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-4102223224528640922?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-2585201978107497247</id><published>2010-03-03T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:02:29.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dämmerung</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;title means Dusk in German = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dämmerung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the black dusk,&lt;br /&gt;Where we shared our dreams?&lt;br /&gt;The boundless blue sky,&lt;br /&gt;The emerald sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the meadow,&lt;br /&gt;Where the white flowers bloomed.&lt;br /&gt;Where we ran, chasing the blue butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;Where we laid, the sun shining on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I see you,&lt;br /&gt;And I think that maybe,&lt;br /&gt;It was all a lie.&lt;br /&gt;I know I wont miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to find&lt;br /&gt;The words to describe how I've felt&lt;br /&gt;During those times,&lt;br /&gt;When you were just there, and not truly mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to break when I saw you.&lt;br /&gt;The way you smiled,&lt;br /&gt;Your quiet ways of being so easily amused.&lt;br /&gt;I know I wont miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember everyday,&lt;br /&gt;When I used to just shine,&lt;br /&gt;Feel I was lucky, knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;I know I wont miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember your promise,&lt;br /&gt;I remember it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I know I could never miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I could never miss&lt;br /&gt;Your lies and boundless smiles;&lt;br /&gt;Your warm laughter and cold eyes.&lt;br /&gt;No, I could never miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the forests&lt;br /&gt;We used to hide in,&lt;br /&gt;We were so small&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the majestic trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkness that fell,&lt;br /&gt;As the blue sky darkened.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Not one bit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-2585201978107497247?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/2585201978107497247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=2585201978107497247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/2585201978107497247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/2585201978107497247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/03/dammerung.html' title='Dämmerung'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-405008206009137273</id><published>2010-03-03T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:01:03.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where You Lead</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;lol, the title took me a long time to find. =\&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. = )&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda short-ish...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where You Lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll stay here…&lt;br /&gt;Take another breather.&lt;br /&gt;Break another bridge,&lt;br /&gt;Make another asperser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to chase&lt;br /&gt;Another lie,&lt;br /&gt;I want to break all my ties, and&lt;br /&gt;Never take another chance to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't find my balance&lt;br /&gt;In this world.&lt;br /&gt;These words fly past me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't find my responses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't lie to me,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing all that you've done.&lt;br /&gt;Can't lie to you,&lt;br /&gt;When only truth comes out of me. But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you everything you want to hear,&lt;br /&gt;Just this once, when there's nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring you everything you need,&lt;br /&gt;And know that when I'm gone, I know where you'll lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I think I'll just stay here.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just stay here.&lt;br /&gt;Watching you move on,&lt;br /&gt;Watching you carry on. But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you everything you want to hear,&lt;br /&gt;Just this once, when there's no fear.&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring you everything you need,&lt;br /&gt;And know that when I'm gone, I know where you'll lead.&lt;br /&gt;I know where you will lead…. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-405008206009137273?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/405008206009137273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=405008206009137273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/405008206009137273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/405008206009137273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-you-lead.html' title='Where You Lead'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-7337297599482874025</id><published>2010-03-03T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:00:11.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Of The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Top Of The World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I say a lot of things,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stay this way.&lt;br /&gt;You're the only thing real to me&lt;br /&gt;Because of the way you are and what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Said the way they're felt.&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts can't be mended&lt;br /&gt;By wishing they were….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking down these streets,&lt;br /&gt;They're full of memories&lt;br /&gt;Both flawless, and damaged.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's coming out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on top of my world.&lt;br /&gt;And you're the only thing&lt;br /&gt;I can carry, without pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I need you,&lt;br /&gt;And that you're the most genuine&lt;br /&gt;Thing I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only thing I can carry&lt;br /&gt;Without pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're out of this world,&lt;br /&gt;And I could never leave.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to be all&lt;br /&gt;You want in me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you want in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the only genuine thing I know,&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be me without you.&lt;br /&gt;Never without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-7337297599482874025?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7337297599482874025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=7337297599482874025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/7337297599482874025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/7337297599482874025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/03/top-of-world.html' title='Top Of The World'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-6493932460047236182</id><published>2010-02-12T17:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:24:51.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auszehrung</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;idk.... Title means "Wasting Away" in German&lt;br /&gt;....that's all i'll say...does it sound too....abrupt?&lt;br /&gt;and it's short...= \&lt;br /&gt;= O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auszehrung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;And you're catching me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But I wish you were the only one to blame...&lt;br /&gt;You just can't disappear from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you just stand,&lt;br /&gt;And never say a word?&lt;br /&gt;Every time, I see you&lt;br /&gt;I see you catching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is not the best for us,&lt;br /&gt;But promise that we'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;Because when I'm wasting away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting away for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm going to&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it out&lt;br /&gt;And smile along the way.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I bleed,&lt;br /&gt;I'll hide it away.&lt;br /&gt;Because whenever I see you&lt;br /&gt;And everything just disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given you a rose,&lt;br /&gt;A red one, too.&lt;br /&gt;But don't they always dry up&lt;br /&gt;And die later on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But scatter all the petals&lt;br /&gt;They're all just floating away…&lt;br /&gt;Because they'll always be gone in the end.&lt;br /&gt;It's always just the same.&lt;br /&gt;They always float away in the end….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-6493932460047236182?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/6493932460047236182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=6493932460047236182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/6493932460047236182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/6493932460047236182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/02/auszehrung.html' title='Auszehrung'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-8967779516413732036</id><published>2010-02-09T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:57:40.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retourner l'époque.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The title means " Turn Back The Time" in French. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;idk if it's good or not...as always. i hope ya'll like it! = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retourner l'époque.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you need to try,&lt;br /&gt;What was your lie for?&lt;br /&gt;If you could just&lt;br /&gt;Go back in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think you need to...&lt;br /&gt;To find yourself,&lt;br /&gt;No more of your lies and excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish that&lt;br /&gt;You could turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;And listen as&lt;br /&gt;We both cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't you see her face?&lt;br /&gt;Her sad, sad delusional face?&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I'd&lt;br /&gt;Take your excuses&lt;br /&gt;And take you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you&lt;br /&gt;Think that time?&lt;br /&gt;Overlooked you lie,&lt;br /&gt;Have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think you need to…&lt;br /&gt;To find yourself&lt;br /&gt;And no more of your lies and excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish&lt;br /&gt;You could turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;And listen as&lt;br /&gt;We both cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think they'll stay?&lt;br /&gt;What did you find?&lt;br /&gt;A broken lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you once&lt;br /&gt;I get you. Backed against the wall,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't let you just fall like that.&lt;br /&gt;Had to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;That you won't have this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let down your guard,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not broken and&lt;br /&gt;I wont,&lt;br /&gt;Take your lie.&lt;br /&gt;Baby where have you been?&lt;br /&gt;Your lies and excuses,&lt;br /&gt;If you could just turn back your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think you need to…&lt;br /&gt;To find yourself&lt;br /&gt;And no more of your lies and excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish&lt;br /&gt;You could turn back time?&lt;br /&gt;And listen as&lt;br /&gt;We both cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wont stay with you,&lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt;I think you need to find another life.&lt;br /&gt;Another lie to hide.&lt;br /&gt;Another lie to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7956345368417329842-8967779516413732036?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8967779516413732036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=8967779516413732036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/8967779516413732036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/8967779516413732036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/02/retourner-lepoque.html' title='Retourner l&apos;époque.'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-6496798658621195988</id><published>2010-02-03T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T20:09:18.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vino avvelenato (Poisoned Wine)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;My mum asked me if i drank wine after she read this poem....LOLOLOL xD&lt;br /&gt;the title is in Italian. the translation as you can see, is the " Poisoned Wine" = D&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Vino avvelenato (Poisoned Wine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Here's for the one whose&lt;br /&gt;Heart was more valuable than Gold.&lt;br /&gt;But knew not of his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's for the one whose&lt;br /&gt;Heart was made of Stone&lt;br /&gt;But couldn't help his insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's for the one who&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't see ,&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by hate&lt;br /&gt;And engulfed by anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the one&lt;br /&gt;Who was too late,&lt;br /&gt;Who couldn't even smile once it was over,&lt;br /&gt;Who stood for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the one who&lt;br /&gt;Decided his love was too cheap,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't even bring himself to find her.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the him&lt;br /&gt;Whose chances were too slim.&lt;br /&gt;Who decided his love was too cheap&lt;br /&gt;To even find her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the one&lt;br /&gt;Powerful and rich,&lt;br /&gt;He knew not of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be generous enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to these six cursed souls,&lt;br /&gt;Who realized they had nothing.&lt;br /&gt;For they all lacked qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;But I wager,&lt;br /&gt;They'll all find an excuse to drink&lt;br /&gt;This poisoned wine,&lt;br /&gt;Before all is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-6496798658621195988?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/6496798658621195988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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throne,&lt;br /&gt;And yet my subjects haven't gotten used to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been decades&lt;br /&gt;Since I got back what's mine,&lt;br /&gt;And just months since I wrote my history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate tells of such a destiny,&lt;br /&gt;Of a calm life&lt;br /&gt;And happy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate tells of such a destiny,&lt;br /&gt;The same destiny,&lt;br /&gt;So tedious,&lt;br /&gt;With no wars,&lt;br /&gt;No differences,&lt;br /&gt;No uniqueness .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no histories,&lt;br /&gt;No accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been millenniums&lt;br /&gt;Since I took my throne,&lt;br /&gt;As the ruler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been eons,&lt;br /&gt;My bones have grown weak,&lt;br /&gt;And my citadels lie in ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-4212971160297042921</id><published>2010-01-27T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:08:27.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;I have been told to make new kind of poems....from various sides and people.....so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;To the seas that dance with such fury,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the winds that flow in such hurry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the rain that falls swiftly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the desert that seems so timeless....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our land, we shaped,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the trees we created,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was all in vain. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was our paradise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were the Gods. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the lands were our Castles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We defined it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We hadn't known of the limits. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our marred perfection,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our greed never went away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our indulgence to the new,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nay respect for the old...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It breaks, our world,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reflection of our marred perfection.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;Break down,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our loyalty is to ourselves,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We know not of guilt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our desert has come to an end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our once timeless desert....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The wind has blown its sand away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And all there can be seen is the earthen floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Where is our land?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Our Castles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We once so restlessly ruined?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Our creations we once loved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But are so desolated now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We were Gods,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Now we are nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We know not of guilt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But of our indulgence is to ourselves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Break, dire land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Take our Castles with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Break,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And show us contrition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Of what we've knowingly done....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-4212971160297042921?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4212971160297042921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=4212971160297042921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/4212971160297042921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/4212971160297042921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/01/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-2334380748998416112</id><published>2010-01-21T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:40:03.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ich hier warten.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i had this strange desire to make atleast one hopeful poem...= ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;&gt; the title means "I wait here" in German. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Ich heir warten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen as the rain sings,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The same clouds we see,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Together. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen as the wind blows,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know that I am with you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where ever you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come, come with me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where the stars shine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the sea dances in its own tune.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where the wind is like a caress,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the skies are never the limit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where the sun is ever so visible,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet the light is still there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The weather is mild, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the snow is calm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wait here, for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen, listen as the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leaves sing their hymn for us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let them wishper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The myth of The Broken Ages.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the wars still existed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where pain and suffering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Were like sisters,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never apart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And always inevitable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come with me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where dreams always shine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there is no war. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No guilt. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wait here, for you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wait forever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-2334380748998416112?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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shackles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;To the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Pain in my blood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;That still flows down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Lie to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Tell me I'm not dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Lie to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Tell me I'm still breathing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I've lost myself in these beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Sceneries, I can't come back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;There are angels knocking at my door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I fear they've come to take me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And I know it's not my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Lie to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Say you need me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And I'll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Lie to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Break them apart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You're my only shield. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;They've come for my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And I fear they wont leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I fear I've lost my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And I know I can't find myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I can't come back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I fear there's nothing left of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Lie to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Silence is too thick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The deathbed I've created for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Lie to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I promise I'll stay. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-3459467570642033212?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3459467570642033212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=3459467570642033212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/3459467570642033212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/3459467570642033212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/01/mentir-moi.html' title='Mentir à moi'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-4259623409521292591</id><published>2010-01-14T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T15:34:02.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verlangsamen ( Slow Down )</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;There are days&lt;br /&gt;When the things we want seem&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;We can't even reach it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are times,&lt;br /&gt;When we know we can't&lt;br /&gt;Leave,&lt;br /&gt;Leave the rest of the world behind&lt;br /&gt;And stay in our darkness,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much we want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down,&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your cries, and right now&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to my heartbeat,&lt;br /&gt;I could just stop right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push away all that we've known&lt;br /&gt;And all that we could ever know....&lt;br /&gt;Bonds can be broken&lt;br /&gt;Silver, tarnished bonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fallen glasses, they&lt;br /&gt;Could have just been mended. Now,&lt;br /&gt;They're just broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow down,&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your cries, and right now&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my heartbeat,&lt;br /&gt;I could just stop right now. I,&lt;br /&gt;I could just stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden skies are ours&lt;br /&gt;To fly in.&lt;br /&gt;Blue skies are just for dreamers.&lt;br /&gt;Dreamers who never wake up.&lt;br /&gt;Verlangsamen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-4259623409521292591?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4259623409521292591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=4259623409521292591' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/4259623409521292591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/4259623409521292591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2010/01/verlangsamen-slow-down.html' title='Verlangsamen ( Slow Down )'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-7696716012409938496</id><published>2009-11-16T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:56:07.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insignificant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Now's the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Put on a mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Let them think you're happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;As you ever were,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;And light up their smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;This is the real world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;You are insignificant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;When it comes to the bigger picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Cloak your feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;And smile bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;As the camera clicks away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Let them think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;You couldn't be happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;That they've erased all the sadness in you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Make them happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;It's all you live for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;It's all you could ever live for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;They never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;How that pretty, little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Smile of yours never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Reaches your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;This is the real world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;You are insignificant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;When it comes to the bigger picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Cloak your feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;And smile bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;As the camera clicks away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Never scream out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Or shout, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Or let them know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;How you're feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;One day, when you leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;They'll see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;How your pretty little smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Never truly reached your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;But you'll be too far away to hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Their mournful cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;This is the real world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;You are insignificant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;When it comes to the bigger picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Cloak your feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;And smile bright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;As the camera clicks away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Don't frown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;And never let them see your sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;As the camera clicks away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-7696716012409938496?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7696716012409938496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=7696716012409938496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/7696716012409938496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/7696716012409938496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/11/insignificant.html' title='Insignificant'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-3971475883264708067</id><published>2009-11-15T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T08:37:51.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;I wrote this one for this project I did for English... = ) enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teardrop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little light wishes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some that may never come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whispers that demean,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that may come to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teardrop that falls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With every emotions surreal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gentle my arms are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So frail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gentle are my emotions,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadness is their nature.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guilt of my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And its desires.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teardrop that falls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With every emotions surreal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gentle my arms are,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So breakable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Light oh! It comes....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See the wishful words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've made,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! Will we ever be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What we used to be again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gentle are my emotions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadness is their nature,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guilty, my heart is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With its desires.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teardrop that falls &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With every emotions surreal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gentle my arms are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So friable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So fragile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't leave me with my &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teardrop...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-3971475883264708067?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-3852814049966359836</id><published>2009-11-12T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:53:34.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever realized that things will never change?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The destruction that will never be lifted,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wishes that will never come to be,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the promises that will never be kept;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the while,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're wishing you could be someone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The scars will never be erased,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the reasons for all that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Were the emotions all along,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While you just sat there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing you could be someone else;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who knew all the right things to say and do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who could erase all the worries left behind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who knew better.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the words that may have been spoken are gone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And whatever that was said is buried inside,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where no one can reach and mend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes goodbye will never be for the better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the while &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wish you could be someone else for a day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a day.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And pick up all the pieces....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rebuild the bridges burned overtime....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I broke that little glass rose you gave me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It meant nothing after a while...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tore down your paintings of me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They were never genuine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow I got caught up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In between your lies and promises,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then everything seemd to be shattering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All around me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The illusions that were always there,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your words that could never amount up to anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the while,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kept on wishing I was someone else;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who knew all the things to make it all better,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who knew all the right things to do and say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone perfect.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-3852814049966359836?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/3852814049966359836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=3852814049966359836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/3852814049966359836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/3852814049966359836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/11/perfect_12.html' title='Perfect...'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-1442024551070227933</id><published>2009-10-05T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:11:58.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carousel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look around my carousel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you see how it goes round and round?... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is an addiction I intend to keep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An addiction I can't bear to lose.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It kills me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you see my carousel? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its swiftness? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you want my addiction &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll find your own way there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the silent bliss &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's out to destroy us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey! Look at my carousel…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will it ever slow down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enough for me to get off? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe If I find a way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To make it stop, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe my addiction will be easier to lose then..…. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My addiction, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gaze at its ecstatic rapture &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So beautiful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So gruesome…. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! When will it ever end? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will it stop? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My carousel….&lt;/em&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/7956345368417329842-1442024551070227933?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1442024551070227933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=1442024551070227933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/1442024551070227933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/1442024551070227933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/10/carousel.html' title='Carousel'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-9046324375567361491</id><published>2009-09-05T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:40:13.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hands,&lt;br /&gt;Holding her soul&lt;br /&gt;While she sits bound in invisible shackles.&lt;br /&gt;Akin to a caged bird,&lt;br /&gt;She cries for freedom&lt;br /&gt;But no one can hear her.&lt;br /&gt;The darkened abyss of the world around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hands hold her captive,&lt;br /&gt;As they protect her.&lt;br /&gt;They're her only home,&lt;br /&gt;The only place she knows she can go to.&lt;br /&gt;She's trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her soul cries for freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Her despair so clear cut.&lt;br /&gt;She wishes for something she doesn't know about,&lt;br /&gt;Something she never had a chance to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands,&lt;br /&gt;Holding her soul,&lt;br /&gt;Protecting her&lt;br /&gt;Holding her captive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-9046324375567361491?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/9046324375567361491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=9046324375567361491' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/9046324375567361491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/9046324375567361491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/09/trapped.html' title='Trapped'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-1740936940357620047</id><published>2009-05-06T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:44:32.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Childhood is a sunny spring,&lt;br /&gt;Of sweet scented flowers&lt;br /&gt;And the sunny hills.&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is a rollercoaster,&lt;br /&gt;Having difficult ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;But many happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is getting in trouble,&lt;br /&gt;And not being responsible for it.&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is dancing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;With no worry for the future.&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is believing in everything,&lt;br /&gt;And never doubting the&lt;br /&gt;Frightening stories that you hear.&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is getting up in a weekday morning&lt;br /&gt;And pretending to be sick so&lt;br /&gt;You won’t have to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is a memory of the earliest&lt;br /&gt;And the happiest times of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Childhood is innocence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://khasskhass.com/"&gt;http://khasskhass.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-1740936940357620047?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/1740936940357620047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=1740936940357620047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/1740936940357620047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/1740936940357620047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/05/innocence.html' title='Innocence'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-8177596347032518176</id><published>2009-04-14T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:06:53.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;Parallel universe,&lt;br /&gt;Staring into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Deep dark secrets&lt;br /&gt;They all wish to hide.&lt;br /&gt;Broken as a mirror,&lt;br /&gt;I see what she is&lt;br /&gt;Beckoning to a terror---&lt;br /&gt;Dream or a nightmare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pitter&lt;/span&gt; patter of the rain as a&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare breaks.&lt;br /&gt;Silent as a snake&lt;br /&gt;But terrified more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;I awake.&lt;br /&gt;I make myself clear,&lt;br /&gt;Changeable as day.&lt;br /&gt;Though I am not a seer,&lt;br /&gt;I see what lies as my fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know who or what&lt;br /&gt;I am,&lt;br /&gt;But I am different&lt;br /&gt;And so I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;Wrong may be my last,&lt;br /&gt;Though I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Lost silence may be gone,&lt;br /&gt;but at least it used to be pure.&lt;br /&gt;Glasses thus breakable,&lt;br /&gt;though as long lasting as memories&lt;br /&gt;as they fade into a pass by of life...&lt;br /&gt;They disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-8177596347032518176?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8177596347032518176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=8177596347032518176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/8177596347032518176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/8177596347032518176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2009/04/mirror.html' title='Mirror'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-4538886427460851726</id><published>2008-12-03T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T16:57:00.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiku</title><content type='html'>~haikus are not really my preference but i did it anyways&lt;br /&gt;i made three.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Centipede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An armored body&lt;br /&gt;Offering dangerous bites&lt;br /&gt;Resident of the tropic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shrouding mist&lt;br /&gt;Thick white sea of humid water&lt;br /&gt;Falling into the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dandelions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft, white puffy balls&lt;br /&gt;Wavy, sharp yellow petals&lt;br /&gt;A tooth of a lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~in French dandelion means "a tooth of a lion"~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-4538886427460851726?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/4538886427460851726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=4538886427460851726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/4538886427460851726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/4538886427460851726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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I thought it would be a good decision to post it. so please tell me what you think!! = D&lt;br /&gt;thankyou!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Metallic Iron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I walk down the corridor, leaving&lt;br /&gt;Uneasy feelings behind. Remembering the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Experiments&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; done. One after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing my eyes, and&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the ones walking with me,&lt;br /&gt;giving me confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father, walking alongside of me. His&lt;br /&gt;face confident and eyes sparkling but&lt;br /&gt;Firm. Looking ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening my eyes, I'm&lt;br /&gt;In my office, sitting. Presentation&lt;br /&gt;All but incomplete. Too much stress.&lt;br /&gt;I let myself relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing my eyes once more, I&lt;br /&gt;See my grandfather, same as I've always&lt;br /&gt;Remembered him. He sits down infront of&lt;br /&gt;Me. The same eyes and the same smile as&lt;br /&gt;My father, but this time, looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The imaginary smell of&lt;br /&gt;Metallic iron reaching my&lt;br /&gt;Nose. I rise up, and look around.&lt;br /&gt;In my lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have no chalk or&lt;br /&gt;Marker to teach students.&lt;br /&gt;But I've a pen to write,&lt;br /&gt;And a notebook to be written in.&lt;br /&gt;I "teach" what I've&lt;br /&gt;Discovered with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the out-lookers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-8496879886920597322?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/8496879886920597322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=8496879886920597322' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/8496879886920597322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/8496879886920597322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/2008/10/metallic-iron.html' title='Metallic Iron'/><author><name>Sadiksha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05081145177748412842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SHAC0_qppCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JDI5Wr3Zq1M/S220/Forest.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-383734480962510289</id><published>2008-09-28T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:13:46.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SN-8dwTzbXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/J90Xho3TZK0/s1600-h/The+Kite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251122909907479922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiaHbDWX5y0/SN-8dwTzbXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/J90Xho3TZK0/s200/The+Kite.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~I wrote this poem because of this picture my mom showed me from &lt;a href="http://www.mysansar.com/?p=3165"&gt;http://www.mysansar.com/?p=3165&lt;/a&gt;. It was about this kid trying to fly his kite. I looked at the kid and his shadow. I really liked it, so I imagined what maybe happening, and i wrote a poem with the picture in mind. i hope you like it!! ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Kite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;He stands there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;trying to make his hope fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;His shadow mimicking him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;trying to succeed along with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;He jumps around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;to try as he might to create support,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;His shadow dancing with him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;though with more grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;He is a child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;powerless in some ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But powerful in many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;He jumps one last time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;the wind picks up the kite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;His hope soars in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Gliding gracefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Though his body and shadow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Maybe trapped on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Of the face of this Earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;but his spirit flies with his hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;his kite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;~We don't fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Our spirits do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;with a little support.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-383734480962510289?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/383734480962510289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=383734480962510289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956345368417329842.post-7165669951731832345</id><published>2008-07-05T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:46:31.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadu'/><title type='text'>A Red Rose Frames Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sightless and shy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A cocoon woven around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Diary of the events of my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Imperious upon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Keen to keep all i have left;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Simple happiness surrounds me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Having to posses my own life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Abandoning the commands that sap my strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A blazing fire surrounds me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Confident in those i know and remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Half-hearted laughter bothering me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Above all i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Riddles of life given to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Yearning to love all i know.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;....A red rose frames me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956345368417329842-7165669951731832345?l=creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://creationof-a-dream.blogspot.com/feeds/7165669951731832345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956345368417329842&amp;postID=7165669951731832345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/7165669951731832345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956345368417329842/posts/default/7165669951731832345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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