<?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-7282164450334108012</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:01:16.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A collection of my poems!</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is only for the poems I write and will contain updates if any about my book - One day I'll fly away.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-6465577073646277778</id><published>2008-05-20T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T06:25:15.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="small"&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here with a few friends;&lt;br /&gt;A piece of cake in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;A knife in hand, I could have another use for...&lt;br /&gt;A silent tear, knowing you are missing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And girl can you hear me calling you?&lt;br /&gt;Can you protect me from out there...&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost without you...&lt;br /&gt;This is such a lonely feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying high, as fast as I can;&lt;br /&gt;Is the only way to lose this frustration.&lt;br /&gt;You've got all and I, nothing;&lt;br /&gt;Without you life is such a lonely feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tear the tag from my suitcase;&lt;br /&gt;Crying in pain, at this slap on my face..&lt;br /&gt;The girl I was born for, had left me for another..&lt;br /&gt;But why did it have to be on this day...&lt;br /&gt;Did you really want to see me cry on my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a year now, and maybe im tired of crying;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I still lie when I say i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;You know I still will always love you;&lt;br /&gt;And it just hurts me so much knowing,&lt;br /&gt;without you, life has no meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I struggle to keep the tears inside me...&lt;br /&gt;I hear a song I don't ever want to hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-6465577073646277778?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/6465577073646277778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=6465577073646277778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/6465577073646277778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/6465577073646277778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday...'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-8173881748972118347</id><published>2008-02-22T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T05:49:06.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day I'll fly away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="small"&gt;Drifting away...no matter where you are...&lt;br /&gt;Flying...hurting...smiling...wanting....&lt;br /&gt;Somethings wrong...I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me fly away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take my time...I have everything I want&lt;br /&gt;He holds your hands and I drop down&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to live in this world?&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather fly away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles and miles...endless space.&lt;br /&gt;As I take the wings to the sky...&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell her what I'm going through!&lt;br /&gt;And God, let me come closer to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisted dreams..tortured soul&lt;br /&gt;The times I cried, keeping things inside&lt;br /&gt;There's no way...I know I have to go away&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll fly away...One day I'll fly away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-8173881748972118347?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-2167091140400438194</id><published>2008-02-16T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T11:10:32.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl I called Babes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="small"&gt;I always thought I could stand on my own;&lt;br /&gt;till the day you left me all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can hardly make it through;&lt;br /&gt;Come back, babes...All I want is you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in such pain, can't you see;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you more than me.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm begging you on my knees;&lt;br /&gt;come back, babes...please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your arms were the walls to our home;&lt;br /&gt;But now the boundaries are broken.&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot take this burden;&lt;br /&gt;come back babes...my heart's all broken...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems so cruel without you near me;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to keep you as happy as you want to be...&lt;br /&gt;You made me laugh, cry, love just by your sight;&lt;br /&gt;Come back, babes...I just cannot cry another night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you loved me before;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you give it a try, once more.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, till I finally pass away;&lt;br /&gt;Come back, babes...atleast for a day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-2167091140400438194?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/2167091140400438194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=2167091140400438194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;I don't know why;&lt;br /&gt;you ever took such a stride...&lt;br /&gt;If insecurity was the issue;&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt i be the culprit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been six months now...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wiping those tears.&lt;br /&gt;while he is playing with yours...&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you were right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should move on...;&lt;br /&gt;but dont you ever feel sorry...&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in such misery;&lt;br /&gt;while you are basking in his glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not fair this thing we call love;&lt;br /&gt;where one feels pain and the other nothing!&lt;br /&gt;I wish your thoughts stop haunting me;&lt;br /&gt;the way you stopped wanting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder at the times you looked into my eyes;&lt;br /&gt;but actually saw someone else...&lt;br /&gt;you have shattered my dreams;&lt;br /&gt;sadly i still live with all the spirit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im crying out for you;&lt;br /&gt;but you just dont see me...&lt;br /&gt;come back...you know ill always be by your side;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, for this you will never be sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-1066063056151665450?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/1066063056151665450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=1066063056151665450' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/1066063056151665450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/1066063056151665450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-arent-you-being-sorry.html' title='Why aren&apos;t you being sorry!'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-135512366364368439</id><published>2007-11-20T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T10:05:04.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When love is an eternal wait....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="small"&gt;Under the balcony, below her roof;&lt;br /&gt;the boy stands singing for her.&lt;br /&gt;And he does it everyday without fail,&lt;br /&gt;her windows are closed, she has company for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;but he still sings for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"listen to me, now and forever,&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurting and i'm crying,&lt;br /&gt;these days I have lost sleep,&lt;br /&gt;my heart aches and i cannot breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="small"&gt;I try to be happy because you are happy,&lt;br /&gt;But deep down it all seems so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i am still in there somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked me to move on, that I had to,&lt;br /&gt;And I died the moment I heard that.&lt;br /&gt;But I understand why you would say it,&lt;br /&gt;Though it still hurts. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want all this to stop,&lt;br /&gt;and go back in time.&lt;br /&gt;when you were in my arms...&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't so far back...&lt;br /&gt;when I was yours.&lt;br /&gt;And you were mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life will go on,&lt;br /&gt;The wind now blows in another direction,&lt;br /&gt;What cruel tricks fate plays.&lt;br /&gt;You're in my life one day,&lt;br /&gt;and now you have just gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could turn around and die,&lt;br /&gt;but love is a funny game,&lt;br /&gt;all this just reminds me about you&lt;br /&gt;and I end up loving you all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So baby, enjoy the company, but remember,&lt;br /&gt;Ill be waiting here, i wont disappear.&lt;br /&gt;I might shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;But I still will be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the balcony, below her roof&lt;br /&gt;her windows were closed, she had company for dinner&lt;br /&gt;the boy stood singing for her&lt;br /&gt;"Like moonlight was always meant to shine&lt;br /&gt;baby, i still wish you were mine...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-135512366364368439?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/135512366364368439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=135512366364368439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/135512366364368439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/135512366364368439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-love-is-eternal-wait.html' title='When love is an eternal wait....'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-8250718458242430589</id><published>2007-10-31T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:43:23.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back to life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hey how are you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm doing great...life is good...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep in touch...take care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you just think of me again...&lt;br /&gt;do I still matter to you?&lt;br /&gt;do you not have someone else now,&lt;br /&gt;Am I not an after thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People still ask me what happened;&lt;br /&gt;I say I don't know, but all I do know is;&lt;br /&gt;you entered my life, reached my heart,&lt;br /&gt;plucked my heart and threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I ask for is my life...&lt;br /&gt;the one you snatched away;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of crying....&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm not drinking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had it in me to tell you;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me, but you are in my way"&lt;br /&gt;and to shout out aloud -&lt;br /&gt;"I can get someone better than you"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am weak and hurt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know I cannot wait longer,&lt;br /&gt;I have to grow stronger,&lt;br /&gt;taller, better, faster, smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are things I will cherish;&lt;br /&gt;You touched me in ways no one ever could.&lt;br /&gt;but its time I go away'&lt;br /&gt;Its time to say goodbye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I move away I get your mail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey how are you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm doing great...life is good...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep in touch...take care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-8250718458242430589?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/8250718458242430589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=8250718458242430589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8250718458242430589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8250718458242430589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/10/coming-back-to-life.html' title='Coming back to life.'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-120576344788586680</id><published>2007-09-20T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:50:28.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I apologise.</title><content type='html'>I apologise to you...my past,&lt;br /&gt;not knowing truth for what it is...&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for holding on...&lt;br /&gt;for letting hope control my heart...&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for not speaking out,&lt;br /&gt;for not letting this pain inside me free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for letting you go..&lt;br /&gt;And sorry that I just don't give up&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for not being;&lt;br /&gt;what you asked me to be...&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for not holding on to you stronger&lt;br /&gt;when you backed away from me&lt;br /&gt;I apologise for not asking questions&lt;br /&gt;because you asked me not to try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for never being brave&lt;br /&gt;I tried the hardest I could...&lt;br /&gt;but you were too far away to save...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you know that&lt;br /&gt;although you walked away from me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one my heart will blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my late goodbye&lt;br /&gt;just ignore the tears that fall...&lt;br /&gt;even though my heart burns and I cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise that I will have moments&lt;br /&gt;When I think of us at our best&lt;br /&gt;and when you read all these, please know...&lt;br /&gt;It's just the end that I regret....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-120576344788586680?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/120576344788586680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=120576344788586680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/120576344788586680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/120576344788586680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-apologise.html' title='I apologise.'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-2141995287305834304</id><published>2007-09-18T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:18:57.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain go away.</title><content type='html'>In the night;&lt;br /&gt;with the candle still burning bright;&lt;br /&gt;I lay all alone, with no one else in sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the rains still pouring hard;&lt;br /&gt;It felt as though the whole world was crying for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were gone...but how I wish I could be with you now;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone help me reach you? I just don't know how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the day, thinking of you makes me weep;&lt;br /&gt;while the nights have just stolen my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while you said goodbye and took your final breath;&lt;br /&gt;It was me...who died a silent death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the one tear fell of me;&lt;br /&gt;It blew off the mystic shapes of the candle flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anythin else to say...&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away...Rain rain go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-2141995287305834304?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/2141995287305834304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=2141995287305834304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/2141995287305834304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/2141995287305834304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/09/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, rain go away.'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-760620169864233144</id><published>2007-09-17T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T06:33:42.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Glass</title><content type='html'>The smoke's got my life all dazy;&lt;br /&gt;Another cigarette lit, another minute lost...&lt;br /&gt;And as the cigarette disappears, so will I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months later, its all just the same...&lt;br /&gt;Tired of convincin you, tired of this pain...&lt;br /&gt;Just haven't seen sunshine...life just seems so empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of banging that glass on the table;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I could let the broken glass shred my heart&lt;br /&gt;Coz you seem to have stained my heart;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart forces me to take ownership&lt;br /&gt;of this life I refuse...&lt;br /&gt;Guess Its time I leave...to destination unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I wish I could blame you for all of this...&lt;br /&gt;Sadly there is nothing evil in what you have done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except leaving me behind....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-760620169864233144?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/760620169864233144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=760620169864233144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/760620169864233144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/760620169864233144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/09/broken-glass.html' title='Broken Glass'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-8765553651900400751</id><published>2007-09-03T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:55:49.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomplete!</title><content type='html'>In my school's campus&lt;br /&gt;where childhood love blooms&lt;br /&gt;I met this beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;Oh how happy I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i spoke to her&lt;br /&gt;My lips trembled so...&lt;br /&gt;And as we finally fell in love...&lt;br /&gt;I cried while kissing her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she's gone and I wish I could see her&lt;br /&gt;To ask her if she still loves me&lt;br /&gt;And tell her that my heart aches!&lt;br /&gt;coz life without her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems so incomplete!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-8765553651900400751?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/8765553651900400751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=8765553651900400751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8765553651900400751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8765553651900400751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/09/incomplete.html' title='Incomplete!'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-5529749365527622889</id><published>2007-08-19T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T23:12:32.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't say goodbye!</title><content type='html'>I look away and I smile...&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have cried enough...&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried and I failed&lt;br /&gt;Guess I never got what I wanted...&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying and I have lost it&lt;br /&gt;Guess I wanted to hold you hand&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still say:&lt;br /&gt;It takes a minute to say hello;&lt;br /&gt;and forever to say goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-5529749365527622889?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/5529749365527622889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=5529749365527622889' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/5529749365527622889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/5529749365527622889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-say-goodbye.html' title='Don&apos;t say goodbye!'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-8094238632928766262</id><published>2007-08-04T05:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T05:13:21.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tear in my pillow</title><content type='html'>I'm starin at the ceiling and its late in the night,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you'll come back, but that seems nowhere in sight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tossing and turning and im dreamin of you&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt you'd be back, and how i wish dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to find me alone and a tear starts to roll&lt;br /&gt;I'm weeping quietly with the pillow that I hold&lt;br /&gt;Every single day I pray for you, my love.&lt;br /&gt;The first time i saw you, i felt you were an angel from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I prayed to god " Oh please make her my bride to be"&lt;br /&gt;Fate decided otherwise and I cried " why did it have to be me"&lt;br /&gt;And still I wake up alone with a tear in my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering If I should call you just to say Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about you all the time, sometimes messes up my head&lt;br /&gt;And I fall asleep, not sad but dreaming of you instead...&lt;br /&gt;And this is what happens to me every single night.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you are beside me and switch on the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all i see is a tear in my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;All I see is a tear in my pillow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-8094238632928766262?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/8094238632928766262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=8094238632928766262' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8094238632928766262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8094238632928766262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/tear-in-my-pillow.html' title='A tear in my pillow'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-5830387159247719398</id><published>2007-08-04T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T05:08:35.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tear in my pillow - PART 2</title><content type='html'>So, I'm in bed, tryin my best to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a fine day, i aint gonna think deep...&lt;br /&gt;hmm, good thoughts about you, thats fine...&lt;br /&gt;It will be a new day soon and ill rise and shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think of me, I sometimes wonder?&lt;br /&gt;Damn, here I go again and my mind starts to wander...&lt;br /&gt;Then I imagine you lyin besides me;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and kisses all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so real, I sense you are near;&lt;br /&gt;And you say "Honey, I love you' in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;I smile and say "I love you too"&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that this will one day come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I fall asleep thinking about you;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams all this seems so true.&lt;br /&gt;Look in your dream and tell me what you see?&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then is it me? is it me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself you will be mine tommorow...&lt;br /&gt;Half awake, I get up and adjust my pillow...&lt;br /&gt;Then my eyes open and you are nowhere to be seen!&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so lonely&lt;br /&gt;ONCE AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-5830387159247719398?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/5830387159247719398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=5830387159247719398' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/5830387159247719398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/5830387159247719398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/tear-in-my-pillow-part-2.html' title='A tear in my pillow - PART 2'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-8741498581506444257</id><published>2007-08-04T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T05:00:57.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you like crazy...</title><content type='html'>Sittin on the porch, its raining...&lt;br /&gt;I cant escape the rain&lt;br /&gt;I cant escape this pain!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm missing you like crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babes, I love you&lt;br /&gt;still do,&lt;br /&gt;and im still crying,&lt;br /&gt;and I'M missing you like crazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little drops hitting the window pane..&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin insane...&lt;br /&gt;Sitting alone in solitude&lt;br /&gt;And I'm missing you like crazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thunders' crashin down...&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to erase memories...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm missing you like crazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the people, they feel ashamed...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is another today...&lt;br /&gt;Its just the months that change....&lt;br /&gt;And I'm missing you like crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-8741498581506444257?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/8741498581506444257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=8741498581506444257' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8741498581506444257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8741498581506444257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/missing-you-like-crazy.html' title='Missing you like crazy...'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-2913105915694630856</id><published>2007-08-04T04:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:58:27.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>re: The letter - a reply!</title><content type='html'>Hey hi,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm fine and just read your mail;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for it every single day, without fail!&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm hurt, but I dont need any pity.&lt;br /&gt;I always loved you, so I have moved away with dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be with you too, but I was away;&lt;br /&gt;If I really had a choice, I would have never wanted it this way.&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs me at home, we dont talk much, but he is ailing;&lt;br /&gt;he has no one now and if im not here, as a son i'd be failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand I have a career which is waitin;&lt;br /&gt;Wish, we'd have managed this phase and still continued datin'&lt;br /&gt;Coz in a year, I was ready to ask for your hand;&lt;br /&gt;Holdin hands,being in love on our very own island!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows it’s been like this from the start&lt;br /&gt;And I have loved you with every beat of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re my first love and you’re the last&lt;br /&gt;There can't be another, I’ve pledged you my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find someone better, but I hope he never hurts you;&lt;br /&gt;Coz you should never feel what i'm goin through.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I ask you to love someone...&lt;br /&gt;who loves you more than you do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is all I want to say...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-2913105915694630856?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/2913105915694630856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=2913105915694630856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/2913105915694630856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/2913105915694630856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/re-letter-reply.html' title='re: The letter - a reply!'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-9066879871953463651</id><published>2007-08-04T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:56:24.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Letter.</title><content type='html'>Dear Madhu,&lt;br /&gt;Hey hi, How are things with you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine and hope to hear the same from you!&lt;br /&gt;I know you mailed, but I just ain't callin&lt;br /&gt;'Move on Madhu and please stop tryin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things don't stop, you need to carry on!&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful, so what if i'm gone...&lt;br /&gt;Just dont do anythin stupid and use your mind.&lt;br /&gt;For a guy like you, someone else shouldnt be hard to find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things just happened, I don't know why;&lt;br /&gt;But dont blame yourself and it wasn't another guy.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be happy, for that you need to try!&lt;br /&gt;And ill be happy too when the captain soars high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know thats its no longer you and me;&lt;br /&gt;but what the future holds even i cannot foresee..&lt;br /&gt;Its not like you didnt love me or you just didnt care.&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I missed you, you just werent there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhu, make me yesterday's news from today.&lt;br /&gt;I know, this is gonna be difficult no matter what I say&lt;br /&gt;But if something ever happens to you anyday!&lt;br /&gt;Just remember I'll just be a call away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-9066879871953463651?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/9066879871953463651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=9066879871953463651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/9066879871953463651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/9066879871953463651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/letter.html' title='The Letter.'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-8294677049173218957</id><published>2007-08-04T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:50:44.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You and me...</title><content type='html'>You walk by, with a flower in your hand&lt;br /&gt;I standby with wept tears in mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile as he puts his hand on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;I smile when friends put their hands on mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk about things a few months down the line&lt;br /&gt;I think of us a few months back in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tell me its no use,and i have to start anew&lt;br /&gt;Its just that I cant get used to living without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look upon my misery with a pitiful sigh&lt;br /&gt;And yet in your memories let me live and let me die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are someone every guy would love to get&lt;br /&gt;and yet, you are someone I wish I had never met...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-8294677049173218957?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/8294677049173218957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=8294677049173218957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8294677049173218957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8294677049173218957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-and-me.html' title='You and me...'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-1103224295696481008</id><published>2007-08-04T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:46:38.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The man who could never say goodbye</title><content type='html'>How many tears must a man cry&lt;br /&gt;before he decides to finally say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;how many times does he give up his life&lt;br /&gt;when he knows there is no calm in the tide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why dont we accept that&lt;br /&gt;not'all love stories are success stories&lt;br /&gt;and that a thing of beauty;&lt;br /&gt;can always have uncertain glories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was it said that if one person&lt;br /&gt;moves on,the other shouldnt weep&lt;br /&gt;or cant it be that the other can still&lt;br /&gt;love her till he finally goes to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no god, nor am i a saint&lt;br /&gt;why ask me to move on and forget her&lt;br /&gt;when you know i was, am;&lt;br /&gt;and will always be in love with her....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-1103224295696481008?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/1103224295696481008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=1103224295696481008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/1103224295696481008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/1103224295696481008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/man-who-could-never-say-goodbye.html' title='The man who could never say goodbye'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-1064465789079163244</id><published>2007-08-04T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:41:19.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When life is a dream</title><content type='html'>Someone said you have moved on and are happy...&lt;br /&gt;I said I have moved on too but why am I lying?&lt;br /&gt;Someone said you have moved on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars tell me a different story&lt;br /&gt;But even they get clouded as it rains tears...&lt;br /&gt;the stars tell me a different story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fight my lonliness with the world&lt;br /&gt;Just go away from me completely...&lt;br /&gt;I will fight this lonliness alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to forget you is not possible, how can i?&lt;br /&gt;You were real, not a dream and i loved you&lt;br /&gt;asking me to forget you is not possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those memories, how do i forget&lt;br /&gt;that day for our marriage which we cannot reach&lt;br /&gt;All those memories, how do i forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I will give away all this for one smile of yours...&lt;br /&gt;if only you'd let me meet you once...&lt;br /&gt;How I will give this all away for one last smile of yours...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-1064465789079163244?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/1064465789079163244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=1064465789079163244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/1064465789079163244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/1064465789079163244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-life-is-dream.html' title='When life is a dream'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-6581209197632978468</id><published>2007-08-04T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:31:05.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last supper</title><content type='html'>You have finally spoken&lt;br /&gt;You let me heart broken...&lt;br /&gt;Said its over I don't love you no more...&lt;br /&gt;The pain is too much aint walkin that lane anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tell me where did I go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;This pain I cant endure any long...&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how do I save my life...&lt;br /&gt;Im in sadness, dont want any more strife...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begging on my knees...&lt;br /&gt;Asking you for one last dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Whats there for you to lose?&lt;br /&gt;How much more can i let you bruise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am no one to make you wait&lt;br /&gt;If you have someone else, I still debate...&lt;br /&gt;Yet we talk, you still care...&lt;br /&gt;Just unable to erase those memories we share....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us meet for a final goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep an open mind babes, Give it one last try&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes are what we learn from&lt;br /&gt;But I will never learn to say goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-6581209197632978468?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/6581209197632978468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=6581209197632978468' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/6581209197632978468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/6581209197632978468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-supper.html' title='The last supper'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-6292564879173709332</id><published>2007-08-04T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T04:23:48.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Vulnerable</title><content type='html'>As I see you kiss him&lt;br /&gt;I feel angry...&lt;br /&gt;As I see him hugging you&lt;br /&gt;I feel hurt...&lt;br /&gt;As I see two happy faces&lt;br /&gt;I feel disgusted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you leave me so vulnerable?&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so powerless?&lt;br /&gt;Why on earth did it all go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate those 7 words you say&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I am just your friend now...&lt;br /&gt;I hate those 7 words you say...&lt;br /&gt;I think I have feelings for someone&lt;br /&gt;I hate those 7 words you say..&lt;br /&gt;I dont see us being together again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you leave me so vulnerable?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so powerless?&lt;br /&gt;Why on earth did it all go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need to move on...&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful it just goes on...&lt;br /&gt;Just remember what i gave you was pure love...&lt;br /&gt;And thats why I never hurt you...the one I truly loved...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-6292564879173709332?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/6292564879173709332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=6292564879173709332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/6292564879173709332'/><link rel='self' 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love to smile with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny, its all over, and yet life's not over..&lt;br /&gt;don't you see the pain in my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;don't you ever cry the way i did...&lt;br /&gt;don't you miss me the way i do you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if ever we were to meet one day&lt;br /&gt;See us being fine&lt;br /&gt;See us happy the way you want me...&lt;br /&gt;See us smile about those days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the meeting's over and you bid adieu&lt;br /&gt;I shall cry silent tears then&lt;br /&gt;I shall play with your kids and wish they were ours&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait to see you one more time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are gone, But I still do love you&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, I'd love to look at you&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, I'd love to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, I'd love to smile with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me...'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-6181826476027256983</id><published>2007-08-02T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T08:24:31.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Footprints in the sands of time..</title><content type='html'>Me to her&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I dreamt that one day you will possess me,&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful will you look when I ask for your hand,&lt;br /&gt;As we walk, holding hands the ring will be shining,&lt;br /&gt;Glistening, in the sun as we walk thro' the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the beach seems empty&lt;br /&gt;I don't see anyone besides me?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I not see your footprints in the sand?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are gone but was I not worthy of your hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy wherever you are, but if someone ever hurt you&lt;br /&gt;During such times of despair, I will always carry you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God to me&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you were walking along the beach&lt;br /&gt;What you gave her, is what I always preach&lt;br /&gt;Love someone for what they are, not what you want them to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm showin her the light, but for that she has to open her eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime you saw your footprint in the sand&lt;br /&gt;and there was only one pair, she had already taken her stand&lt;br /&gt;This is life and everything here happens for good&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of you, and I know you did all you could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you needed me the most, dont think i left you&lt;br /&gt;During such times of despair it was then that I carried you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-6181826476027256983?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/6181826476027256983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=6181826476027256983' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/6181826476027256983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/6181826476027256983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/footprints-in-sands-of-time.html' title='Footprints in the sands of time..'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-350642362353604425</id><published>2007-08-02T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T08:20:13.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The paintng part 2.</title><content type='html'>It's ok in the day, as I try to stay busy!&lt;br /&gt;But I still wonder how and where she is!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of crying, but I'm not drinkin' yet&lt;br /&gt;Why does her love seem so hard to get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute is spent thinkin of her&lt;br /&gt;But a post mortem doesnt get the lost back&lt;br /&gt;Sittin under the shower, the water's flowing,&lt;br /&gt;But its the tears thats really hurtin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to paint her a picture;&lt;br /&gt;about the way i feel.&lt;br /&gt;She knows my love for her is strong&lt;br /&gt;Yet it hurts that it all went wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions in a relationship are made by two&lt;br /&gt;I opened my heart to her and she did so to&lt;br /&gt;I was here and she was there, were we missing something?&lt;br /&gt;Wish i was given a year and a half to pop her the ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to paint her a picture;&lt;br /&gt;about the way I feel.&lt;br /&gt;We holding hands, walking together, being in love all day&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late, before it all fades away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-350642362353604425?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/350642362353604425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=350642362353604425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/350642362353604425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/350642362353604425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/paintng-part-2.html' title='The paintng part 2.'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-3428650493308378121</id><published>2007-08-02T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T08:13:16.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Painting...</title><content type='html'>A simple dream of being forever yours...&lt;br /&gt;We spending time, every day a few hours...&lt;br /&gt;beautiful kids, we'd have two...&lt;br /&gt;Me holding one kid, and the other with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their evenings would be in the garden swingin'&lt;br /&gt;Holdin hands in the garden we'd be walkin;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin alone in the garden, I get such memoirs&lt;br /&gt;Smilin, wishing these kids could have been ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But should I hate whats been done...&lt;br /&gt;When the damage can never come undone...&lt;br /&gt;Hatred cannot end hatred, love alone can&lt;br /&gt;Just be happy girl, and this from an also ran...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day you will know of my role..&lt;br /&gt;I've set a target, and you are my goal!&lt;br /&gt;The heaviness of being so much in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Has been replaced by the lightness of startin all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see our future being painted in a future not so far...&lt;br /&gt;But If not me I'll still be happy wherever you are...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-3428650493308378121?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/3428650493308378121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=3428650493308378121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/3428650493308378121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/3428650493308378121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/painting.html' title='The Painting...'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-4899245549628983270</id><published>2007-08-02T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T08:05:24.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up up and away!</title><content type='html'>The wings are clipped,&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;I feel rejected and lost&lt;br /&gt;it seems the whole world is against me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all hope seems lost, but the spirit remains&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying one day at a time....&lt;br /&gt;i resolve to fly no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;I still wait to know whats my crime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing should stop me now, i wont be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;I'm living one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;the pain is inevitable i still aim for the sky&lt;br /&gt;nothin can stop me, not a penny nor a dime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i fly, but i still cant touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'm living one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;the past is painful,the future can behold&lt;br /&gt;my owner will realise it was always me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky is beautiful, the world is brown&lt;br /&gt;im hoping one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;only if she wanted, will i come down...&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;only if she wanted, will i come down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-4899245549628983270?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/4899245549628983270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=4899245549628983270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/4899245549628983270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/4899245549628983270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/up-up-and-away.html' title='Up up and away!'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-7748392443859664449</id><published>2007-08-02T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:55:47.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My doors are always open.</title><content type='html'>When someone breaks your heart;&lt;br /&gt;and leaves you in pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Come to me then my love...&lt;br /&gt;My doors will always remain open to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you dont need me, now you feel relieved;&lt;br /&gt;Your beauty can now capture a million hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Now your beauty is beyond compare...&lt;br /&gt;Even a rose withers near you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if ever something happens to you;&lt;br /&gt;And you feel your life is not as good...&lt;br /&gt;Come to me then my sweetheart;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in my knees begging you to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no contracts in love...&lt;br /&gt;I know I lost when you said you dont love me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;But if you see darkness in your life and have nowhere to go;&lt;br /&gt;The candles outside my house will still be shining bright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone else breaks your heart ;&lt;br /&gt;and leaves you in pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Come to me then my love;&lt;br /&gt;My doors will always be open to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-7748392443859664449?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/7748392443859664449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=7748392443859664449' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/7748392443859664449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/7748392443859664449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-doors-are-always-open.html' title='My doors are always open.'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-4602403824425392573</id><published>2007-08-02T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:51:59.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a late goodbye!</title><content type='html'>As days turn to months, and months to years&lt;br /&gt;No one will remember what I went through or my silent tears&lt;br /&gt;I'll just be another desperate broken heart...&lt;br /&gt;They will blame it on the distance which made us apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll live in isolation living with regret&lt;br /&gt;That the only person I truly loved I couldnt get...&lt;br /&gt;I know that the time that has gone Ill never get back&lt;br /&gt;The only time I have is now and that seems off-track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two kids holding hands, running with each other smiling&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you let go off me and keep running....&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep pace,I feel lost as I wanted to run the last mile with you&lt;br /&gt;Still running, you turn back, smile and say a late goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now walk alone,run alone live alone and sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dead, you will read about a sad man on my tombstone...&lt;br /&gt;I can have only one real mother and there can be only one you&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice but to live life this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your love letters are now read and piled up&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder if you have thrown mine in the fire...&lt;br /&gt;All that was mine with you, have left no sentiments or desire...&lt;br /&gt;A yet there is nothing I can say or do, you have already said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a pauper foolishly in love with a princess...&lt;br /&gt;My tears washing away the dream I had painted in canvas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sorry I can never let go...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this this love...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I can never let go...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this really is love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-4602403824425392573?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/4602403824425392573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=4602403824425392573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/4602403824425392573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/4602403824425392573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-late-goodbye.html' title='Its a late goodbye!'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-6650774690848313069</id><published>2007-08-02T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:43:27.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A question to all of you...</title><content type='html'>There was this boy and there was this girl;&lt;br /&gt;And they loved each other just like anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;And the captain would call her every single day;&lt;br /&gt;Be it london, new york, India or norway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he reached base, they still spoke to each other;&lt;br /&gt;In his industry there were a lot of girls but he loved her like no other.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow she started missing him as he was always away...&lt;br /&gt;And one day called it off much to his dismay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he looked back at the times he went over to meet her;&lt;br /&gt;It was for a day or two but even then he couldnt be with her.&lt;br /&gt;He took her along to people and places instead of just being together;&lt;br /&gt;And though he didnt realise it, she felt their love go weaker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it hit him hard, he wanted to cut himself to pieces;&lt;br /&gt;The plane he was carrying to crash and burn him to ashes.&lt;br /&gt;But he was scared to do so and cried himself to tears;&lt;br /&gt;And if she didnt come back he would be lonely for years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows he made a mistake but deserves chance;&lt;br /&gt;Anything that can make her give me another glance&lt;br /&gt;she is 22 now and he 25, he loves her like crazy and thats his question to you...&lt;br /&gt;What does he do? should he wait or regret this forever and bid her adieu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-6650774690848313069?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/6650774690848313069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=6650774690848313069' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/6650774690848313069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/6650774690848313069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/question-to-all-of-you.html' title='A question to all of you...'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-8033111462535443672</id><published>2007-08-02T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:35:02.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baton</title><content type='html'>The wait's long enough, I'm third in the circuit...&lt;br /&gt;The prize sittin on the table is my only pursuit...&lt;br /&gt;I call this life's relay and its coming a full circle...&lt;br /&gt;My life's biggest dream could now become all fruitful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race has already begun, our team is doing fine...&lt;br /&gt;All i need is the baton and reach the finish line&lt;br /&gt;The first runner is running and he takes his time...&lt;br /&gt;With the baton the cup would always be mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally the second runner passes it on to me...&lt;br /&gt;All this wait, I feel is finally worth while&lt;br /&gt;I know it will take time for me to reach the finish line&lt;br /&gt;But I keep running, hoping i dont drop the baton..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear friends cheering, I can sense life moving..&lt;br /&gt;but all I see is the prize thats waitin for me...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it seems so near...in a few metres i would cross the finish line&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I see this other guy, snatching it away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I realise, he has already made his way&lt;br /&gt;The cup seems distant...the crowds are still cheering&lt;br /&gt;But everything around me comes to a standstill...&lt;br /&gt;He wins the race and lifts the cup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they all congratulate me...but I feel I lost...&lt;br /&gt;The cup I always wanted to lift is now someone elses&lt;br /&gt;The crowds ask me not to feel disappointed&lt;br /&gt;They said, did you like it when you were running the race...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said yes...You were the best of the lot,look at it that way then,&lt;br /&gt;But now its time to pass on the baton...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-8033111462535443672?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/8033111462535443672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=8033111462535443672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8033111462535443672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/8033111462535443672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/baton.html' title='The Baton'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-5665525235117954690</id><published>2007-08-02T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:22:58.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>The wings are clipped,&lt;br /&gt;It seems the whole world is against me...&lt;br /&gt;I feel rejected and lost&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hope seems lost, but the spirit remains&lt;br /&gt;I still wait to know whats my crime..&lt;br /&gt;I resolve to fly no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying one day at a time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing should stop me now,I wont be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;nothing can stop me, not a penny nor a dime&lt;br /&gt;the pain is inevitable, I still aim for the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'm living one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fly, but i still cant touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;my owner will realise it was always me...&lt;br /&gt;the past is painful but the future can behold&lt;br /&gt;I'm living one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is beautiful, the world seems brown&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;only if she wanted, will i come down...&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;only if she wanted, will i come down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-5665525235117954690?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/5665525235117954690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7282164450334108012&amp;postID=5665525235117954690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/5665525235117954690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282164450334108012/posts/default/5665525235117954690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/2007/08/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Madhusudan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02538402076562302787</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282164450334108012.post-8642210954813580030</id><published>2007-08-02T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:09:07.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A welcome note.</title><content type='html'>Warm regards to one and all...&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure why I created this blog, but I guess I had a few poems I had written and felt this could be a decent medium to showcase it.&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is where I end.&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading.&lt;br /&gt;Madhusudan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282164450334108012-8642210954813580030?l=thepoetrybook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoetrybook.blogspot.com/feeds/8642210954813580030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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