<?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-27410053</id><updated>2012-01-29T05:47:14.922+05:30</updated><category term='FAVOURITES'/><category term='humour'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='school'/><category term='depression'/><category term='musings'/><category term='family'/><category term='Love'/><category term='death'/><title type='text'>Poetic Experimentation</title><subtitle type='html'>These are some of my poems, that I thought deserve to be posted...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-8498208461550234111</id><published>2011-08-21T21:55:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:51:33.600+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Highway Rider</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buzzed on beer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buttons black leather jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stargazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shedding all inhibitions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Succumbing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steadily to alcohol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swerve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Split-second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly thrown into air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broken bones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barely alive at nineteen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-8498208461550234111?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8498208461550234111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=8498208461550234111' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8498208461550234111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8498208461550234111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2011/08/highway-rider.html' title='Highway Rider'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-5492747120406815231</id><published>2010-11-18T22:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-19T00:18:38.084+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The first time we spoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over a song. Over a joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sudden friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The very first spark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a bus. In the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you didn't notice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first week across states&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't stand it. Couldn't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To see you again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your first confession&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changing course. Confusion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulse escalates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bliss. Bliss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven in your arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-5492747120406815231?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5492747120406815231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=5492747120406815231' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5492747120406815231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5492747120406815231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2010/11/firsts.html' title='Firsts'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-3899218003876257832</id><published>2010-07-02T01:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:00:29.322+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>Nobody</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am like dirt under your shoe &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Or a children’s book you forgot you had&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like an ache that you can’t bother to heal&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like I was just someone, anyone, no one at all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Words that sound like poetry&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Coat your mouth like caramel&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sweet, indulgent but really&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just a sticky mass of unhealthy sugar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It hurts again. I thought it could never be &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As bad as the last time &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But it’s worse and more crushing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because I didn’t think I would let myself hurt this way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No one but myself, no friends who understand&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just a room with little corners&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where I cry until my legs fall numb&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Until I turn into an irrational mess of a person&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What am I to you? Just a girl you convince yourself is the one&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who your heart doesn’t allow to love enough&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Subconsciously, you push me away&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It hurts to feel like nothing to you &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-3899218003876257832?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3899218003876257832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=3899218003876257832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3899218003876257832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3899218003876257832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2010/07/nobody.html' title='Nobody'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-1272130157694669823</id><published>2010-06-08T02:24:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:21:34.618+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I wish I was</title><content type='html'>I wish I was your Princess&lt;div&gt;The girl you'd waited for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one for whom you'd do anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If she came knocking on your door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish nothing else mattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you looked in my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And everything else came second&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When you had me as the prize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish every time I cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You'd swear to heal my pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And as long as life was in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Never let me cry again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I am not your Princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not your perfect bride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even if you swear otherwise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This truth I know, inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-1272130157694669823?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1272130157694669823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=1272130157694669823' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1272130157694669823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1272130157694669823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wish-i-was.html' title='I wish I was'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-7887368749724734804</id><published>2010-06-01T16:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-08T02:24:31.783+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/TAT3Bm-Z0xI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HJCSNRKpUT0/s1600/DSCN0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/TAT3Bm-Z0xI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HJCSNRKpUT0/s320/DSCN0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477774653803582226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big shoulders strong enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To protect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speeding car, leering men, broken heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eyes that twinkle more often &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Than they cloud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With anger or fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Light brown pools of hidden emotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never perfect, yet seeming just so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Efficient &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet more than lazy enough to be human&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Downs a pint of whiskey (only the best) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A gentleman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Controlled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loose, but never a drunken swagger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The smoothest driver, shifting gears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With ease&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That cannot be taught, only admired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kite flyer, the ocean swimmer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Careful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And carefree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one who taught me to ride a wave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brimming with stories and terrible jokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Switching between roles seamlessly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-7887368749724734804?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7887368749724734804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=7887368749724734804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7887368749724734804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7887368749724734804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2010/06/father.html' title='Father'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/TAT3Bm-Z0xI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HJCSNRKpUT0/s72-c/DSCN0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-5763530761198205355</id><published>2010-04-29T22:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:44:04.324+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Hidden Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suitcase, black stilettos, crisp &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect posture stands&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holding an ice cream cone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-5763530761198205355?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5763530761198205355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=5763530761198205355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5763530761198205355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5763530761198205355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2010/04/hidden-child.html' title='Hidden Child'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-6528112971572904349</id><published>2010-03-20T19:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:44:13.354+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>Residue</title><content type='html'>You took my soul, loved it with all of you&lt;div&gt;But I wasn't good enough to fight for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You took my soul, squeezed the life out of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gently, without you or I knowing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You left your fingerprints to haunt me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I am sleeping, when I am lonely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You left your sweet tasting fingerprints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To remind me it will never be the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot forgive you for stealing my faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sixteen was too young to find a soul mate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot forgive you for stealing the part of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That could love without fear of being trampled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You swirl, swirl, swirl like the residue in a teacup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is meant only to be thrown away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swirl, swirl, swirl in my own confusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In limbo between the past and present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at me now, a shell, an amputee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How will I find someone who will accept this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at me now if you can stand to see it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wait for someone to bring me back to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I could go back, I would pry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of your hands my most fragile parts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I could go back, I would take my soul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And save it for someone better than you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-6528112971572904349?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6528112971572904349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=6528112971572904349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/6528112971572904349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/6528112971572904349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2010/03/residue.html' title='Residue'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-589029366751312262</id><published>2010-03-20T19:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:43:42.894+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Summer Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heat sweating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We tickle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say little jokes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Small little jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We find shade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only to laugh more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only to touch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gently. Pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It didn't happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eyes dance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mine laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With intensity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sudden joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That you are here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not listening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking the other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pull you towards me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pushing letting go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Closer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The laughter sinks in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like the sunlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the city's heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told you secrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little dark spiders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That web in my brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strangers no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have found you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Discovery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That makes day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lighter fuller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silliness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Immaturity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-589029366751312262?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/589029366751312262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=589029366751312262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/589029366751312262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/589029366751312262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2010/03/summer-day.html' title='Summer Day'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-7204393353630222972</id><published>2010-03-08T20:50:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-31T12:43:42.897+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Taboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It began with a playful fight on a lawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little shoves and tugs from which were born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something, a spark, a tiny flicker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A trickling stream that was bound to get thicker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tickles slowly replaced the pinches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And distances between us reduced to inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night, easily, naturally, without a pause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found my fingers tangled in yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I should have, could have stopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sparks ignite with a mere drop &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of fuel; A touch, a glance a smile suffices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fire, it grows like a beast and rises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One minute, a glass of beer in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next, everything we'd planned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melted down to nothing and instead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We fell over each other on our rooftop bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We laughed and rolled and kissed all night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all that was wrong, seemed so right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for just a minute more, stay with me here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-7204393353630222972?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7204393353630222972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=7204393353630222972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7204393353630222972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7204393353630222972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2010/03/taboo.html' title='Taboo'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-8082429058684330637</id><published>2010-01-10T00:24:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:48:50.246+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Small Poems</title><content type='html'>Tiny things, little tiny poems that happen when I can't sleep. &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;When you appeared&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like a baby in a china shop&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You toddled over to me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I knew, at that moment&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You were going to stay awhile&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly, without warning&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Without wanting it to&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love flooded me, beautifully&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I breathed again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Your curls&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brown, orange, maybe even red&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naughty, unruly, soft&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They epitomize you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They flirt with my memories of you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Cultural Differences&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;Language, hometown, habits, tastes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;Where did we find the connection? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;It’s invisible, but strong enough. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Little Things&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A laugh. A girl’s name that annoys me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your eyes. Your cheekiness. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your &lt;st1:time hour="0" minute="0"&gt;midnight&lt;/st1:time&gt; kisses. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The nine-month-time-of-my-life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Distances&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Airplane tickets divide us&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time not enough, feet too slow&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Promises&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;As if you mean them with all your heart&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;You make promises, so many&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;They are broken like fragile pots&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;I still would bet my life that you’ll keep them&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Impressions&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eyes closed, eyes open&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Either way, you appear&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On my heart, mind and soul &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You leave your gentle footprints&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Insomnia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some nights I wait for you, hours and hours&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;You never come&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some nights I dream with eyes open&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of our happiness&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;Don’t leave me just yet, there’s more&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;Don’t give up already, we have a chance&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;Don’t change your mind, it’s not over&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;I’m terrified you’ll forget about me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;Addictive&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to get out before you hurt me again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But your eyes are honest&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your kisses soothing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I give myself another chance with you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-8082429058684330637?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8082429058684330637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=8082429058684330637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8082429058684330637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8082429058684330637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2010/01/small-poems.html' title='Small Poems'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-8341205727270379496</id><published>2009-11-03T19:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:24:09.017+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Day You Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A hot, blistering day begins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;With a flustered morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Waiting for you, pining, aching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Your call, a whiff of your voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And I race to the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And wait and wait and wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Until your curly hair enters &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;My field of vision. Escalator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Ascending. Blue shirt. Shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You walk the wrong way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And I run, run, run...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Embrace. Relief. Peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I cling onto you for life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;With time ticking frantically &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Every minute bursts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;With the pang of your departure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Every time you look at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mixed with the happiness you bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Come waves and waves of sadness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And we walk. Hot, sweaty, hand in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The sun can't burn away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The hurt I feel looking at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;My stomach churns with dread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;For when you'll say goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;My blue-shirt-curly-haired handsome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You stand by the gate with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Wanting to stay and needing to leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I curse the forces that pull you from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I hold back the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Choking my eyes, burning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And try to smile. Try to let you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can't. A hug. Another. Another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Can't erase the heaviness I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So, as always, I run from my sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I walk away from you, faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hoping you don't see me and cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sitting in a bus stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Head in my hands, trying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;To numb out the hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You see me. You mouth something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I don't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I am drawn to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Like a magnet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I follow the blue shirt in the rickshaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I follow you like a lost puppy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I run, run, run...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Hoping, irrationally, that you will stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And come back to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Instead you accelerate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Around a bend, I lose sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Of the blue shirt. I'm blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;With hot, lava-like tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sweating panting running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Trying to catch a glimpse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A flash, a touch of blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;In the crowded street ahead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Nothing but my ragged breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alien unattractive strangers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And thoughts of kisses, laughs, tentative smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Of a tiny silver ring on a big finger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Of your quick entry into my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And your even swifter departure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The tears rain on ceaselessly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I walk and walk and walk and walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;To nowhere; lost without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;No polestars, no blue shirts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;For direction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I still cannot fathom the pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;This goodbye brings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-8341205727270379496?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8341205727270379496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=8341205727270379496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8341205727270379496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8341205727270379496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-you-left.html' title='The Day You Left'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-5297750851017624801</id><published>2009-11-03T19:36:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:23:43.903+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>As strongly as the heart yearns&lt;div&gt;For home, good company, familiarity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the heart embraces the new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And welcome winds of change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I ache for the cool touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of my mother's weathered fingers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her clatter in the kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her halo of protection and comfort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I stand wide-eyed, excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me new-found freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bearing new responsibilities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a smile and strong stance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As furiously as I cling to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The part of me i left behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I let this new person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find her soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-5297750851017624801?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5297750851017624801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=5297750851017624801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5297750851017624801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5297750851017624801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2009/11/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-4726574122792158425</id><published>2009-11-01T14:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:31:47.717+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Missing Ma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/SvA3vUThCiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/HnOY58nRwSY/s1600-h/n545528721_1674751_7170070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/SvA3vUThCiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/HnOY58nRwSY/s320/n545528721_1674751_7170070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399877239261170210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You burst with beautiful energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You laugh and you become a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I ache for that laugh, its warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It reminds me how similar we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Your fingers worn soft &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Telling your motherly tales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You read me, meticulously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Every smile, every movement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;To you I am transparent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My lies fall to pieces before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My tears, hidden within bathroom walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Some you caused, and some others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;From when I was a seed inside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You could feel my heart beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Even today, you sense every single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;One of my sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I get so angry at you sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And you at me, we fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But when I lie down to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;All I can think of is that I let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tonight, in this cold hostel room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I miss you, your touch, your hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Your words that curl around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Like a well-worn sweater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I regret sleeping late into the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Instead of being around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I take you for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And now I hate myself for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I would have said all this to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:medium;"&gt;Cuddled up next to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Over and over how much I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But we never do that. We argue. We hug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am falling to pieces without you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tonight I just want your presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I look at your photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It isn’t enough. I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-4726574122792158425?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4726574122792158425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=4726574122792158425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/4726574122792158425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/4726574122792158425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2009/11/missing-ma.html' title='Missing Ma'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/SvA3vUThCiI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/HnOY58nRwSY/s72-c/n545528721_1674751_7170070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-8740550976878058017</id><published>2009-05-04T17:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:03:42.239+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>He's just not you</title><content type='html'>He's so gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;His lines outrageous&lt;br /&gt;He makes the first move&lt;br /&gt;But he's just not you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's naughty, like a child&lt;br /&gt;He's crazy and wild&lt;br /&gt;It's great, he's funny too&lt;br /&gt;But he's just not you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He flirts with me all the time&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't make me rhyme&lt;br /&gt;He's fresh, he's new&lt;br /&gt;But he's just not you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE can't write beautiful songs&lt;br /&gt;He can't make me belong&lt;br /&gt;In your arms like you do&lt;br /&gt;No one could ever be you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-8740550976878058017?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8740550976878058017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=8740550976878058017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8740550976878058017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8740550976878058017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-just-not-you.html' title='He&apos;s just not you'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-7273119870027673193</id><published>2009-04-22T15:27:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:28:34.478+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can smile though you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry if you desert me&lt;br /&gt;I can be just your friend&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing in me to mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you like before&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you anymore&lt;br /&gt;You aren't my life blood&lt;br /&gt;And it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's OK when we fight&lt;br /&gt;I don't stay up at night&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it was my fault&lt;br /&gt;Or if i should have called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the sun &lt;br /&gt;I revolve around&lt;br /&gt;You're not the one&lt;br /&gt;To whom I'm bound&lt;br /&gt;You were everything once&lt;br /&gt;But an end always comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you like before&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you anymore&lt;br /&gt;You aren't my life blood&lt;br /&gt;And it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh honey, no offense, it feels good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-7273119870027673193?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7273119870027673193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=7273119870027673193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7273119870027673193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7273119870027673193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-smile-though-you-hurt-me-i-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-1503616629460699179</id><published>2009-04-09T11:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:13:42.636+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let us marry on a beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With white rosed garlands&lt;br /&gt;Let our parents bless us&lt;br /&gt;With all their hearts&lt;br /&gt;Let our footprints on the sand&lt;br /&gt;Never erase from memory&lt;br /&gt;No matter that they were&lt;br /&gt;Erased by the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us spend those first years&lt;br /&gt;Like new lovers&lt;br /&gt;Discovering each others'&lt;br /&gt;Bodies, minds, souls&lt;br /&gt;Let the passion never die&lt;br /&gt;Despite the years that pass&lt;br /&gt;Let our hands always hold&lt;br /&gt;To comfort each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let our every thought, word and action&lt;br /&gt;Be infused with gentleness&lt;br /&gt;Let we never lie or betray&lt;br /&gt;And if we ever do&lt;br /&gt;Let us forgive in time&lt;br /&gt;If ever there is a doubt of fading love&lt;br /&gt;Let it dissolve at once&lt;br /&gt;When we are in each others' arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the harsh words that we speak&lt;br /&gt;Be drowned by the laughter&lt;br /&gt;Of our children&lt;br /&gt;Let them reflect our childhood&lt;br /&gt;And remind us to be carefree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us never be too busy&lt;br /&gt;To say, "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;Let our arguments be peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I hope work never forces us&lt;br /&gt;To neglect our family&lt;br /&gt;Or to neglect our love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wrote this one night when I couldn't get sleep. These wishes are things that i know will never really come true, little girls like to wish upon stars. I just wanted to write down my insane hopes. I don't know if it classifies as poetry, but it is the song of my heart and I hope that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-1503616629460699179?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1503616629460699179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=1503616629460699179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1503616629460699179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1503616629460699179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2009/04/wishes.html' title='Wishes'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-4465734262210104561</id><published>2009-03-12T15:04:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:29:03.210+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Loveless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love in the movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the park holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Hides in an invisible nook&lt;br /&gt;Jumps out and ruins and plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveless:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A computer keyboard chatters&lt;br /&gt;Father is hard at work&lt;br /&gt;Other trivial,  inconsequential matters&lt;br /&gt;In his shadows lurk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother sings along to the radio&lt;br /&gt;Cooks, cleans, makes house home&lt;br /&gt;Silent tears ebb and flow&lt;br /&gt;Like a sad, soft poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They met under parents' watchful eyes&lt;br /&gt;Barely knowing each other&lt;br /&gt;Two loveless decades pass by&lt;br /&gt;They have not yet grown on each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their two children bind them&lt;br /&gt;And they suffocate&lt;br /&gt;Some unknown duty confines them&lt;br /&gt;To a life they hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sleep in two rooms&lt;br /&gt;Share not a word of love&lt;br /&gt;Anger and regret they speak of&lt;br /&gt;Why not just end it in a courtroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An impossible possibility&lt;br /&gt;An act unheard of&lt;br /&gt;Divorce?  Absurdity!&lt;br /&gt;Marriage was never about love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-4465734262210104561?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4465734262210104561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=4465734262210104561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/4465734262210104561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/4465734262210104561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2009/03/loveless.html' title='Loveless'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-69606691018999447</id><published>2009-02-01T13:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:10:52.634+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lullaby</title><content type='html'>Are you sleepless tonight?&lt;br /&gt;See the firleflies light&lt;br /&gt;In the city smoke bright&lt;br /&gt;The only stars of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;Over the hostel boys,&lt;br /&gt;Over your brain's noise?&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel my sorrows and joys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a quiet walk&lt;br /&gt;Our faraway hearts talk&lt;br /&gt;Our lips lock&lt;br /&gt;Till sleep on your door knocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As settles the morning dew&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I am awake too&lt;br /&gt;Me heart clings onto&lt;br /&gt;All the wonder I found in you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-69606691018999447?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/69606691018999447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=69606691018999447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/69606691018999447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/69606691018999447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2009/02/lullaby.html' title='Lullaby'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-78575850292987384</id><published>2009-02-01T13:35:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:44:08.842+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Opposite</title><content type='html'>I inhale&lt;br /&gt;You exhale&lt;br /&gt;I cry&lt;br /&gt;I sigh&lt;br /&gt;You smile&lt;br /&gt;All the while&lt;br /&gt;I understand&lt;br /&gt;You just can't&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;At sea, tossed&lt;br /&gt;And turning&lt;br /&gt;Stomach churning&lt;br /&gt;You're ashore&lt;br /&gt;Locked your door&lt;br /&gt;In the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Laughing out loud&lt;br /&gt;You don't know&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You walk&lt;br /&gt;You talk&lt;br /&gt;Move along&lt;br /&gt;Sing your songs&lt;br /&gt;I wait&lt;br /&gt;You're late&lt;br /&gt;Your words&lt;br /&gt;Absurd&lt;br /&gt;So kind&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind&lt;br /&gt;To your love&lt;br /&gt;Tired of&lt;br /&gt;Fighting&lt;br /&gt;Lighting&lt;br /&gt;Our flame&lt;br /&gt;Like a game&lt;br /&gt;Of hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm weak&lt;br /&gt;You're strong&lt;br /&gt;I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;To accuse you&lt;br /&gt;I can't lose you&lt;br /&gt;You stay&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;Bigger things&lt;br /&gt;Life will bring&lt;br /&gt;You'd leave&lt;br /&gt;Bereaved&lt;br /&gt;I'd lie&lt;br /&gt;I'd cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-78575850292987384?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/78575850292987384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=78575850292987384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/78575850292987384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/78575850292987384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2009/02/opposite.html' title='Opposite'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-8663182350873995112</id><published>2008-11-04T20:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:53:49.735+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>This is a very personal poem, something I wrote when I was bursting with tears. I fear that the emotion I felt at the time cannot be aptly portrayed through my words, but I hope I can share a tiny sliver.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say we are not family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But do you mean it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you spend a day not worrying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If your children are safe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The home we made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seems like a prison to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it is my solace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The place where I find family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you say we are not your family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who am I to you, Mamma?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I simply some child?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I a burden in your arms?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you forced to love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because we are bound by blood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you despite your words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I beg you, I kneel, I cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For you to feel in your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My ever flowing love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I am not your family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then how can you feel the peace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That i feel when I come home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To have three people I can readily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give my life for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I can always lean on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That are a part of my being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet, you know not this family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are simply people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the missing beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That you took away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each in our own way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you unconditionally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you not love us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-8663182350873995112?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8663182350873995112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=8663182350873995112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8663182350873995112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8663182350873995112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2008/11/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-8805581388616263629</id><published>2008-09-07T22:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:05:59.479+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>There's Something About You</title><content type='html'>This isn't serious poetry; i was just having some fun  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something about you makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking of our times together&lt;br /&gt;And when I start, I can't seem to stop&lt;br /&gt;Proof of how much we love each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about you melts my heart&lt;br /&gt;I feel a longing to cuddle in your hug&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold your face in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Sit on a couch with you and a coffee mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about you tickles my ribs&lt;br /&gt;I roll around in  a giggly fit&lt;br /&gt;You cheered me up with all that humour&lt;br /&gt;My dark days with laughter you lit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about you tears me up&lt;br /&gt;Because our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fear that forever can never happen?&lt;br /&gt;Yet in the depth of our love, I know no doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about you turns me on&lt;br /&gt;Well, everything about you does&lt;br /&gt;From your voice to your wrists to your yummy kiss&lt;br /&gt;Just a bed, some chocolate and us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-8805581388616263629?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8805581388616263629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=8805581388616263629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8805581388616263629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8805581388616263629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2008/09/theres-something-about-you.html' title='There&apos;s Something About You'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-7895171893771293368</id><published>2008-08-15T13:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:10:22.286+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Sweet Surrender...again</title><content type='html'>I began a chapter of my life with Sweet Surrender, and now I close it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's this thing I've never felt&lt;br /&gt;I find so hard to define?&lt;br /&gt;With these feelings I've never dealt&lt;br /&gt;Come near me, I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long life revolved&lt;br /&gt;Now you, the center shifts&lt;br /&gt;And all at once, life dissolves&lt;br /&gt;The wings of love now lift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk myself down that wondrous road&lt;br /&gt;Every footstep a precious memory&lt;br /&gt;Every bloom a kiss, on the path we strode&lt;br /&gt;Now simply a silent reverie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those gentle words you whispered&lt;br /&gt;Still float in the tunnels of my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I, breathless enraptured&lt;br /&gt;Know that you, darling, are one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like midnight without a star&lt;br /&gt;Like a rose without its hue&lt;br /&gt;Like day break without a sunrise afar&lt;br /&gt;Life loses its magic without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes like the blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;Where the years went, I sigh in wonder&lt;br /&gt;But love, you taught me how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to you, I surrendered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-7895171893771293368?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7895171893771293368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=7895171893771293368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7895171893771293368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7895171893771293368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2008/08/sweet-surrenderagain.html' title='Sweet Surrender...again'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-7423888245720817554</id><published>2008-08-14T14:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-07T22:10:22.286+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Time of My LIfe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I keep writing about all we did&lt;br /&gt;Held hands, spoke with our eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I forget to write down&lt;br /&gt;How you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, avoid the act&lt;br /&gt;For my mind would search so deep&lt;br /&gt;To find apt words&lt;br /&gt;These mortal feelings cannot be described&lt;br /&gt;By a million immortal words&lt;br /&gt;So ephemeral&lt;br /&gt;Drifting between the shadows&lt;br /&gt;Of reality and magic&lt;br /&gt;Feelings of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unencompassible&lt;/span&gt; love&lt;br /&gt;Of sudden bursts of fury&lt;br /&gt;That die with a thought of you&lt;br /&gt;Of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stretched&lt;/span&gt; hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by people&lt;br /&gt;Yet in my own dark corner&lt;br /&gt;Of searing fits of pain&lt;br /&gt;The separation, the distance, the silence&lt;br /&gt;Rings like an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ominous&lt;/span&gt; bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-7423888245720817554?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7423888245720817554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=7423888245720817554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7423888245720817554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7423888245720817554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-of-my-life.html' title='Time of My LIfe'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-4397636302989481595</id><published>2008-05-27T21:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:05:49.682+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Face to face, eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;You're all I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;I turn away with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand, it's still a lie&lt;br /&gt;I want an impossible future&lt;br /&gt;I smile, inside I cry&lt;br /&gt;For everything I'm losing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illusions everywhere around&lt;br /&gt;Who knows right from wrong?&lt;br /&gt;We speak without a sound&lt;br /&gt;Everything and nothing makes sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are simply two freinds&lt;br /&gt;We try to convince ourselves&lt;br /&gt;But in this  profound silence&lt;br /&gt;Our Love betrays us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-4397636302989481595?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4397636302989481595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=4397636302989481595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/4397636302989481595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/4397636302989481595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2008/05/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-3280658772556165112</id><published>2008-05-27T21:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:13:07.864+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>Shower Tears</title><content type='html'>When you leave, I climb into the shower&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow, pain like skyscrapers tower&lt;br /&gt;I sing to clear my rain clouded mind&lt;br /&gt;In this cubicle I stand confined&lt;br /&gt;And the tears rain invisible&lt;br /&gt;My knees bend, unstable&lt;br /&gt;I fall, all my pride disappears&lt;br /&gt;And in its place fills cold fear&lt;br /&gt;The water rinses my face&lt;br /&gt;My tears don't leave a trace&lt;br /&gt;But it cannot rinse my soul&lt;br /&gt;Of all the hurt it holds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-3280658772556165112?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3280658772556165112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=3280658772556165112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3280658772556165112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3280658772556165112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2008/05/shower-tears.html' title='Shower Tears'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-706729803411960554</id><published>2008-01-31T16:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:18:42.924+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.getmyspacecomments.com/&gt;&lt;img src=http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s103/yourspacecooment/getmy/breastcancer/10.gif title="MySpace Comment Codes"  border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.getmyspacecomments.com/'&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;MySpace Comments&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wife, one day she awoke&lt;br /&gt;To see her husband sleeping&lt;br /&gt;She kissed him good morning&lt;br /&gt;Seeing not the terror creeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother sat with her family&lt;br /&gt;Her children babbling away&lt;br /&gt;She smiled unnasuming&lt;br /&gt;That hell would break loose today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt some fatigue, but let it pass&lt;br /&gt;"It's nothing to worry about"&lt;br /&gt;Till all day did her body ache&lt;br /&gt;And she felt a twinge of  doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waited in the asylum-white room&lt;br /&gt;The odour of medicine in the air&lt;br /&gt;With a number for a name, she walked&lt;br /&gt;Head on into the nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a daze like a wooden puppet&lt;br /&gt;She let them probe and prick&lt;br /&gt;The man in white, he shook his head&lt;br /&gt;"Ma'am I think you're very sick"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did not understand him&lt;br /&gt;"How sick am I?" asked she&lt;br /&gt;He scribbled in a pad and said&lt;br /&gt;"I'll send you to Oncology"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-706729803411960554?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/706729803411960554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=706729803411960554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/706729803411960554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/706729803411960554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/cancer.html' title='Cancer'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-2603060412652693201</id><published>2008-01-25T21:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:51:58.999+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Easy Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why stranger do you listen&lt;br /&gt;To my angst and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;How does your act&lt;br /&gt;Sponge away my pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Your heart beats&lt;br /&gt;With my ever aching heart&lt;br /&gt;You taste my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger, I do not know&lt;br /&gt;Where you head&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I lay bare all&lt;br /&gt;The shadows of my past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You speak not in reply&lt;br /&gt;But the fever ebbs away&lt;br /&gt;Like a line of mercury&lt;br /&gt;In a thermometer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These moments you hear&lt;br /&gt;My quivering voice, I try&lt;br /&gt;To hide myself and my tears&lt;br /&gt;But you set them free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay stranger, I shall unveil&lt;br /&gt;Your mysteries&lt;br /&gt;Let us ease our loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Let me discover your shadows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-2603060412652693201?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2603060412652693201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=2603060412652693201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/2603060412652693201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/2603060412652693201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2008/01/easy-trust_25.html' title='Easy Trust'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-3789107765924577779</id><published>2008-01-22T21:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:21:00.472+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>The moonlight's glitter on the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be as beautiful as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             A flower in springtime bloom&lt;br /&gt;                             Couldn't be as joyful as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A snowflake on a tree branch&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be as delicate as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            The fiery hot glare of the sun&lt;br /&gt;                            Couldn't be as passionate as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A star studded midnight&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be as magical as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            A footprint upon a golden coast&lt;br /&gt;                            Couldn't be as ephemeral as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blood flowing through every vein&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be as life-giving as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            The forest sawed down that regenerates&lt;br /&gt;                            Couldn't be as forgiving as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shower of rain in the desert&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be as soothing as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt; insect with glittering wings&lt;br /&gt;                            Couldn't be as alluring as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind that carries a kite&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be as uplifting as love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            And yet, a plague across the nations&lt;br /&gt;                            Couldn't be as devastating as love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-3789107765924577779?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3789107765924577779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=3789107765924577779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3789107765924577779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3789107765924577779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2008/01/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-7969046704814527401</id><published>2007-12-14T13:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-19T19:23:06.991+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I Will Miss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your gorgeous eyes so brown&lt;br /&gt;Your comfort when I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;Your touch that turns me on&lt;br /&gt;That caresses long after you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Your kiss that tastes so sweet&lt;br /&gt;The drum of your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;Your body's perfect contours&lt;br /&gt;Your shoulders and their curvature&lt;br /&gt;Your laugh that bursts from inside&lt;br /&gt;The thought of being your future bride&lt;br /&gt;The stolen kisses in the guitar room&lt;br /&gt;The more-than-just-kisses in your bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Your jokes that tickle my bones&lt;br /&gt;Your voice whispering in gentle tones&lt;br /&gt;Your hands as soft as butter&lt;br /&gt;The words of love you utter&lt;br /&gt;Your cute, mixed up accent&lt;br /&gt;The fifteen minute breaks we spent&lt;br /&gt;How you always lend a listening ear&lt;br /&gt;As my words pour out, so do my fears&lt;br /&gt;The random songs you sing&lt;br /&gt;The infinite joy you bring&lt;br /&gt;How you love the things I write&lt;br /&gt;How your hug makes things alright&lt;br /&gt;The ink marks on your fingers&lt;br /&gt;The scent of you that lingers&lt;br /&gt;Your body so perfectly made&lt;br /&gt;Your faith in God that never fades&lt;br /&gt;Your compliments I always refuse&lt;br /&gt;The things you own in orange hues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and shall never end&lt;br /&gt;For try as I might I can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;My insides clench, my knees grow weak&lt;br /&gt;My throat is dry, I cannot speak&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry, "baby please stay"&lt;br /&gt;But I know you have to go away&lt;br /&gt;So every night in my mind's abyss&lt;br /&gt;I find something new that I will miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-7969046704814527401?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7969046704814527401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=7969046704814527401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7969046704814527401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7969046704814527401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-will-miss.html' title='I Will Miss...'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-6658777290209734843</id><published>2007-12-09T16:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:46:08.177+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I thought you wouldn't show&lt;br /&gt;But you came an hour late&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would only get to say hello&lt;br /&gt;But we began to communicate&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could keep my hands controlled&lt;br /&gt;But they reached for yours eagerly&lt;br /&gt;I thought i couldn't get close today&lt;br /&gt;But you came closer to me&lt;br /&gt;I thought you wouldn't see me dance&lt;br /&gt;But you caught me moving my hips&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could stop wanting you&lt;br /&gt;But inches apart were our lips&lt;br /&gt;Today my hands and feet were hurting&lt;br /&gt;But your touch went over the bruise&lt;br /&gt;I felt so tried I could have dropped&lt;br /&gt;But your voice through the room diffused&lt;br /&gt;Today, I thought would be so terrible&lt;br /&gt;But your fingers ran down my arm&lt;br /&gt;I thought today would be like any other&lt;br /&gt;But your presence itself is a charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-6658777290209734843?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6658777290209734843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=6658777290209734843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/6658777290209734843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/6658777290209734843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-6327048118477685390</id><published>2007-11-02T21:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:19:54.400+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Awake I Lie In Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some days I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Catalogued&lt;/span&gt; feelings on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;Come toppling down in torrents&lt;br /&gt;When awake I lie in solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the minutes wasted&lt;br /&gt;Beauty so oft never tasted&lt;br /&gt;I shudder in resentment&lt;br /&gt;When awake I lie in solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An overhead plain of white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ceiling&lt;/span&gt; plaster&lt;br /&gt;Into which sinks the day's disaster&lt;br /&gt;A multitude of careless mistakes&lt;br /&gt;When awake i lie in solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradually dim the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;negativities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the city lights, I find clarity&lt;br /&gt;Sleep she crawls like a snake&lt;br /&gt;And my lids close in solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-6327048118477685390?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/6327048118477685390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=6327048118477685390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/6327048118477685390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/6327048118477685390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/11/awake-i-lie-in-solitude.html' title='Awake I Lie In Solitude'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-581519775444118735</id><published>2007-10-14T19:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:00:09.956+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.leroyneiman.com/prodimg/0563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.leroyneiman.com/prodimg/0563.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time, the sly one&lt;br /&gt;The black panther crouching&lt;br /&gt;Inconspicuous in life's foliage&lt;br /&gt;Seeming to be in tireless run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, the antelope, earth brown&lt;br /&gt;Unsuspecting of his presence&lt;br /&gt;Of his incomprehensible power&lt;br /&gt;His senses tack us down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slinking between the shadows&lt;br /&gt;Of doubt, carnivorously&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to corner the pestilent&lt;br /&gt;That they are, the weak never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurs to us time would speed&lt;br /&gt;But like a whisper he slithers&lt;br /&gt;His yellow cat eyes aflash&lt;br /&gt;The signs we fail to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he leaps, a racing blur&lt;br /&gt;Streak of black the panther becomes&lt;br /&gt;Hooves clop frantically for escape&lt;br /&gt;Run, but he shall not deter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, you must never underestimate&lt;br /&gt;And our limbs flimsy as reeds&lt;br /&gt;Succumb to his ever hunting claws&lt;br /&gt;A reminder 'fore he seals our fate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-581519775444118735?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/581519775444118735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=581519775444118735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/581519775444118735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/581519775444118735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/10/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-8179263305093262404</id><published>2007-10-13T13:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-13T14:08:13.888+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Classroom</title><content type='html'>And rings the bell again&lt;br /&gt;Like trained animals&lt;br /&gt;We crowd into the class&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly the seconds pass&lt;br /&gt;After the teacher-student chasmal&lt;br /&gt;Out come notebooks and pens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echoing voices lull me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;With open eyes and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;The stories the blackboard could hold&lt;br /&gt;Too insignificant to be told&lt;br /&gt;Swipe the white asunder&lt;br /&gt;Erased lessons in a chalky heap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-8179263305093262404?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/8179263305093262404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=8179263305093262404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8179263305093262404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/8179263305093262404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/classroom.html' title='Classroom'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-1700664072957106954</id><published>2007-09-25T21:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:07:54.299+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A Poem That Isnt Poetic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was trying to write you a poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; i confine to meter, rhyme&lt;br /&gt;These feelings that flow so furiously&lt;br /&gt;They coagulate, I choke&lt;br /&gt;And not one thing comes out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because every time you are near&lt;br /&gt;I still get the shivers&lt;br /&gt;I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to get closer&lt;br /&gt;And the times we're apart&lt;br /&gt;I ache to see you again&lt;br /&gt;I dream of your liquid eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could write you a song, I would&lt;br /&gt;But I'm no musician&lt;br /&gt;I can't find the words&lt;br /&gt;If i could stay in your arms longer, I would&lt;br /&gt;But time slips away&lt;br /&gt;Things get in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like clay without moisture&lt;br /&gt;Or brooks without laughter&lt;br /&gt;Like morning grass without dew&lt;br /&gt;I would be incomplete without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;In that wonderful way you do&lt;br /&gt;It feels so light, so good&lt;br /&gt;To know i can always laugh with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; touch, every whisper, every kiss&lt;br /&gt;Every move has me transfixed&lt;br /&gt;Has me begging for more&lt;br /&gt;Like the way you say so softly, "i love you"&lt;br /&gt;Like the words would shatter if they&lt;br /&gt;Weren't uttered so&lt;br /&gt;As if you mean it in the most gentle way&lt;br /&gt;I know you mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if tomorrow we part&lt;br /&gt;To have loved you&lt;br /&gt;So understanding, funny, weird,&lt;br /&gt;So forgetful, sensitive, open, kind,&lt;br /&gt;So full of unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;And to know you have loved me&lt;br /&gt;That i am worthy of this&lt;br /&gt;It is enough happiness&lt;br /&gt;To last me a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you have moved me&lt;br /&gt;How you showed what it felt like&lt;br /&gt;To be truly loved&lt;br /&gt;How you held me so close to you&lt;br /&gt;I could feel your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;I knew at that moment&lt;br /&gt;How perfectly we fit together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never hope to find&lt;br /&gt;A person like you&lt;br /&gt;And we are so lucky&lt;br /&gt;To have found each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-1700664072957106954?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1700664072957106954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=1700664072957106954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1700664072957106954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1700664072957106954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/09/poem-that-isnt-poetic.html' title='A Poem That Isnt Poetic'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-2691336549891860296</id><published>2007-08-21T14:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:31:07.177+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>If No One Were Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.artnet.com/images_US/magazine/features/saltz/saltz10-10-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.artnet.com/images_US/magazine/features/saltz/saltz10-10-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If no one were looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We can stop pretending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our actions real and true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Feelings in plain hue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No more meek hiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If no one were looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If no one were listening&lt;/div&gt;Secrets no longer silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out loud would speak minds&lt;/div&gt;No thought straying behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every signal openly sent&lt;/div&gt;If no one were listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If no one were judging&lt;/div&gt;Our choices solely our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No expectations to meet&lt;/div&gt;No victory or low defeat&lt;br /&gt;Or disapproving undertones&lt;br /&gt;If no one were judging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-2691336549891860296?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2691336549891860296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=2691336549891860296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/2691336549891860296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/2691336549891860296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-no-one-were-looking.html' title='If No One Were Looking'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-3683749540006571599</id><published>2007-07-22T20:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:31:58.935+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Eyes of Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.egothemag.com/archives/images/fiction/kaurkender_main1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.egothemag.com/archives/images/fiction/kaurkender_main1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sounds buzz like flitting bees&lt;br /&gt;The loundness&lt;br /&gt;Into the atmosphere sinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indifferently people talk, walk by&lt;br /&gt;Uncaringly&lt;br /&gt;Insensitivity surrounding them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes in all their gentleness&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling peace&lt;br /&gt;Calm my chaotic insides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They of quiet assurance&lt;br /&gt;Unravel&lt;br /&gt;Confusion's tangled nets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mine burn furious red&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Love-filled cool the heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoothing my sharpest corners&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;You make all the difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-3683749540006571599?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3683749540006571599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=3683749540006571599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3683749540006571599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3683749540006571599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/07/sounds-buzz-like-flitting-bees.html' title='Eyes of Silence'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-3643572186093929370</id><published>2007-06-23T20:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-14T16:41:11.910+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>La Langue De L'Amour</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Dans la langue de l’amour&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je t’&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;cris une po&lt;/span&gt;è&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parceque je t’adore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tu m’aime le &lt;/span&gt;même&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Les chansons qui tu chante&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les mots qui tu parle, doux&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu m’enchante&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaque jour, plus en plus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je ne suis pas une femme de lettres&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais mon amour, ecoute-moi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La place je veux &lt;/span&gt;être&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Est seul avec toi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRANSLATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the language of love&lt;br /&gt;I write you a  poem&lt;br /&gt;Because i adore you&lt;br /&gt;And you love me the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs that you sing&lt;br /&gt;The words that you speak, sweet&lt;br /&gt;You enchant me&lt;br /&gt;Every day, more and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a woman of letters&lt;br /&gt;But my love, listen to me&lt;br /&gt;The place i want to be&lt;br /&gt;Is only with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-3643572186093929370?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3643572186093929370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=3643572186093929370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3643572186093929370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3643572186093929370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/dans-le-langue-de-lamour-je-tecris-une.html' title='La Langue De L&apos;Amour'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-3334696520518621962</id><published>2007-06-19T18:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-24T15:59:17.094+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Square One</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back to square one&lt;br /&gt;Through stormy seas&lt;br /&gt;To well deserved peace&lt;br /&gt;Another first kiss&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back to square one&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable space&lt;br /&gt;Your fingers trace&lt;br /&gt;Me in familiar bliss&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Back to square one&lt;br /&gt;Knowing secrets&lt;br /&gt;Promising to keep it&lt;br /&gt;So easy now to trust&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Back to square one&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting past fears&lt;br /&gt;Embracing now and here&lt;br /&gt;Inhibitions turn to dust&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Holding hands and pacing&lt;br /&gt;Finishing where we had begun&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what we’re chasing&lt;br /&gt;You and I, back to square one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-3334696520518621962?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3334696520518621962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=3334696520518621962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3334696520518621962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3334696520518621962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/06/square-one.html' title='Square One'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-5352329327502784854</id><published>2007-04-24T18:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-14T16:41:11.910+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><title type='text'>Strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do you hope for love&lt;br /&gt;Like a wing clipped dove&lt;br /&gt;Under a sheet of frost&lt;br /&gt;Hopes for some warmth lost ?&lt;br /&gt;Love to me is a stranger&lt;br /&gt;The liar, the ever-changer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an opaque bubble&lt;br /&gt;Blind to the inevitable&lt;br /&gt;Existing in dark hollow&lt;br /&gt;Reality too hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Truth to me is a stranger&lt;br /&gt;My fantasies it wants to injure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone is a beautiful place&lt;br /&gt;To be me without a shadowed face&lt;br /&gt;Solitude, so safe and secure&lt;br /&gt;No company to smilingly endure&lt;br /&gt;People to me are strangers&lt;br /&gt;I have but myself to endanger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now by a reality struck&lt;br /&gt;I am the rotten apple to be plucked&lt;br /&gt;That it is sparkling crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;'Tis I, the real imposter here&lt;br /&gt;This poet herself is the stranger&lt;br /&gt;And there is nothing to do to change her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-5352329327502784854?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/5352329327502784854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=5352329327502784854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5352329327502784854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5352329327502784854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/strangers.html' title='Strangers'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-5810673398091608202</id><published>2007-04-18T18:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:08:34.028+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Something Lost In the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aphotojourney.com/jbphotos/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.aphotojourney.com/jbphotos/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember your music&lt;br /&gt;The day you stilled me&lt;br /&gt;The day you filled me&lt;br /&gt;With love pure and thick&lt;br /&gt;To find you was to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drunken promises&lt;br /&gt;The ones we keep&lt;br /&gt;The ones that sleep&lt;br /&gt;In our reminisces&lt;br /&gt;"Don't think, just dive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And smooth sailing 'twas&lt;br /&gt;Sun bright&lt;br /&gt;Or moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Submitting not to human laws&lt;br /&gt;A lie we lived all these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We betrayed so many, their trust&lt;br /&gt;We were fools&lt;br /&gt;Breaking rules&lt;br /&gt;How gullible love makes us&lt;br /&gt;Was it us, or Fate's cruel ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our crazy fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Like free flying&lt;br /&gt;Like never dying&lt;br /&gt;Or lovers in white peace&lt;br /&gt;The dreams fall to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ran and ran so far&lt;br /&gt;Away from here&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere but here&lt;br /&gt;Fuelled by our beating hearts&lt;br /&gt;Only to meet a vaulted door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop! Screech to a halt&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end?&lt;br /&gt;Can we still pretend&lt;br /&gt;Our misfortunes are not our fault?&lt;br /&gt;If only, if only, if only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron strength melts to butter&lt;br /&gt;Don't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Don't say don't cry&lt;br /&gt;These wounds will never get better&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly we are so lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying here, the words resonate&lt;br /&gt;You're alone&lt;br /&gt;You're alone&lt;br /&gt;Stifled by the world I hate&lt;br /&gt;And like blood the hope drains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day must dawn now&lt;br /&gt;Get set&lt;br /&gt;To forget&lt;br /&gt;A fresh breath to allow&lt;br /&gt;And cleanse ourselves in the rain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-5810673398091608202?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5810673398091608202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/5810673398091608202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-remember-your-music-day-you-stiled-me.html' title='Something Lost In the Rain'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-4947474870864081332</id><published>2007-04-13T11:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-18T18:09:47.739+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>CHOCOLATE SAUCE AND ICE CREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wrote this one for one of my best freinds, on his birthday. We had been fighting alot and i wanted to be nice! I called it chocolate sauce and ice cream becuase we're always using analogies and this one i liked alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;No, I will not start a fight&lt;br /&gt;I will not say I was right&lt;br /&gt;And before it’s too late&lt;br /&gt;I want to ask you out on a date&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let’s sit down, me and you&lt;br /&gt;Let’s yell and laugh and be blue&lt;br /&gt;For no matter how odd we seem&lt;br /&gt;We’re like chocolate sauce and ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through irking irritations&lt;br /&gt;Or curses and damnations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Through trials and tribulations&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Or hyperactive elations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Through fluctuating joy and rage&lt;br /&gt;As if all the world’s our stage&lt;br /&gt;Through crazy psychotic dreams&lt;br /&gt;We’re like chocolate sauce and ice cream&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would I find another Jes,&lt;br /&gt;Who flips my life into a mess?&lt;br /&gt;Only to smile like a little kid&lt;br /&gt;And I forget everything he did&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The one who understands my secret codes&lt;br /&gt;Who cracks me up when I’m bored&lt;br /&gt;Who gets me angry and steamed&lt;br /&gt;We’re still chocolate sauce and ice cream&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So before I forget, hear what I say&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not, I’m here to stay&lt;br /&gt;And darling I must confess&lt;br /&gt;I’m not &lt;i style=""&gt;in &lt;/i&gt;love, but it’s love nonetheless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And know that I’ll always be a pain&lt;br /&gt;A creature driving you insane&lt;br /&gt;But we’re such a wonderful, evil team&lt;br /&gt;Just like chocolate sauce and ice cream!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-4947474870864081332?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-1599956799846085604</id><published>2007-04-02T08:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.051+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>Turmoil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The deadly war wages&lt;br /&gt;Tradition versus Youth&lt;br /&gt;Obedience versus Rebellion     &lt;br /&gt;Rationality versus Instinct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dividing line is hazed&lt;br /&gt;Between right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;Under trampling ideologies&lt;br /&gt;Under sweeping clubs of change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth stirs new questions,&lt;br /&gt;Tradition gives time-tested answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebellion like a sudden earthquake&lt;br /&gt;Obedience: silent and understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instinct, the reaction of the heart&lt;br /&gt;Rationality needs the decisions of the mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The well-matched enemies&lt;br /&gt;Angling sharp swords&lt;br /&gt;Flinging sharper words&lt;br /&gt;The battlefield echoes their roars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each in haughty stance&lt;br /&gt;Each with purpose and conviction&lt;br /&gt;Clashing shields with parallel force&lt;br /&gt;Upon the bloody grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since time breathed anew&lt;br /&gt;Waging deep in our thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Perpetually the war goes on&lt;br /&gt;Boiling ceaselessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contenders wait not&lt;br /&gt;Their weapons like tolling bells ring&lt;br /&gt;Until sinks the sun in coolness&lt;br /&gt;And sleep reigns over turmoil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-1599956799846085604?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1599956799846085604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=1599956799846085604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1599956799846085604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1599956799846085604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/04/turmoil.html' title='Turmoil'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-7828663928901774717</id><published>2007-03-18T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:34:42.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>The Jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www7.caret.cam.ac.uk/constr55.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www7.caret.cam.ac.uk/constr55.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;A tropical dance&lt;br /&gt;Like outstretched hands&lt;br /&gt;Rhythmic swaying&lt;br /&gt;The petals playing&lt;br /&gt;With sight and sound&lt;br /&gt;And smell abound&lt;br /&gt;Orchids, jasmine,&lt;br /&gt;Roses of heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Dahlias and marigolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature lovers behold&lt;br /&gt;A treasure chest&lt;br /&gt;Of her very best&lt;br /&gt;In all splendor the queen&lt;br /&gt;Hot, wet and unseen&lt;br /&gt;Stole away in blackness&lt;br /&gt;With a sole witness&lt;br /&gt;The night, starry eyed&lt;br /&gt;As she ran to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where exotic birds&lt;br /&gt;Freshly heard&lt;br /&gt;Wing in quiet&lt;br /&gt;Like the onset of the night&lt;br /&gt;And gentle stars&lt;br /&gt;Light years afar&lt;br /&gt;Captured by&lt;br /&gt;Those enraptured by&lt;br /&gt;Their shine and blink&lt;br /&gt;In paint or ink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A poet’s bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Like me, in this&lt;br /&gt;Sweet paradise&lt;br /&gt;Until demise&lt;br /&gt;To savour the sights&lt;br /&gt;And proudly recite&lt;br /&gt;Inspired creations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagination&lt;br /&gt;Fired by a copper sun&lt;br /&gt;Only just begun&lt;br /&gt;Exploring awide&lt;br /&gt;Possibilities inside&lt;br /&gt;And out, all around&lt;br /&gt;Absorbing all sounds&lt;br /&gt;From crass cacophony&lt;br /&gt;To smooth symphony&lt;br /&gt;Rising and falling&lt;br /&gt;Ever enthralling&lt;br /&gt;From the chitter chatter&lt;br /&gt;Of the brook’s laughter&lt;br /&gt;As she bubbles along&lt;br /&gt;To the eerie song&lt;br /&gt;Of wildest breeze&lt;br /&gt;And darkest trees&lt;br /&gt;In flirtatious duet&lt;br /&gt;  Beneath bright sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh what boundless &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grace here rests&lt;br /&gt;Silently keeping&lt;br /&gt;To herself, sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Like a tired serpent&lt;br /&gt;Under the vast tent&lt;br /&gt;Of dripping foliage&lt;br /&gt;In camouflage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter not this fantasy!&lt;br /&gt;Come near, and she&lt;br /&gt;Will flee under our&lt;br /&gt;Touch of greed and power&lt;br /&gt;Her virgin foils&lt;br /&gt;Will fast despoil&lt;br /&gt;Only those so tender&lt;br /&gt;Could befriend her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gentle being&lt;br /&gt;I, upon seeing&lt;br /&gt;You in such glory&lt;br /&gt;Will recall your story&lt;br /&gt;To those who lend&lt;br /&gt;And ear and send&lt;br /&gt;To the world your plea&lt;br /&gt;To let you be&lt;br /&gt;And you shall flourish&lt;br /&gt;As is my wish&lt;br /&gt;And all can see&lt;br /&gt;Your grand beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-7828663928901774717?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/7828663928901774717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=7828663928901774717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7828663928901774717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/7828663928901774717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/tropical-dance-like-outstretched-hands.html' title='The Jungle'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-2631128968094732505</id><published>2007-03-18T11:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.051+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>S.O.L.I.T.U.D.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gallery-george.com/bogle/Quiet_Solitude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gallery-george.com/bogle/Quiet_Solitude.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;afe from opinions&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;n your own, alone is bliss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ittle can they do to you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;nside yourself you abode&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;imeless, spaceless imagination&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ntainted hopes and aspirations&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;eepest anger and hate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;verything is treasured in solitude&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-2631128968094732505?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2631128968094732505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=2631128968094732505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/2631128968094732505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/2631128968094732505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/solitude.html' title='S.O.L.I.T.U.D.E'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-1550985495286429111</id><published>2007-03-06T21:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-11T20:57:55.016+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Request to  a Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There’s so little I have to say to you&lt;br /&gt;You’re just another photograph&lt;br /&gt;Just another erased tattoo&lt;br /&gt;On my bleeding skin&lt;br /&gt;Today when you stare straight at me&lt;br /&gt;And mockingly you laugh&lt;br /&gt;You are no more just anybody&lt;br /&gt;Questioning my decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream, make you realize&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a thoughtless fool&lt;br /&gt;For once, look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don’t turn my dreams away&lt;br /&gt;A quiet mind with few words&lt;br /&gt;I want to convince you&lt;br /&gt;There are voices in me, unheard&lt;br /&gt;I am brimming with things to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are much alike, you and I&lt;br /&gt;Tiny mysteries that we hide&lt;br /&gt;If only we saw eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;There would be nothing to mend&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look through me like I am worthless&lt;br /&gt;Respect me for what is inside&lt;br /&gt;As I see in you good company, no less&lt;br /&gt;So find in me a new friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-1550985495286429111?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1550985495286429111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=1550985495286429111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1550985495286429111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1550985495286429111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/03/request-to-friend.html' title='Request to  a Friend'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-4479091236892952559</id><published>2007-02-25T17:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.052+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><title type='text'>The Dying Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Let go now, in grief&lt;br /&gt;Or joy, with a hearty toast&lt;br /&gt;Proposed to the past&lt;br /&gt;As a lost autumn leaf&lt;br /&gt;Floats like a scarlet ghost,&lt;br /&gt;A forgotten outcast&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She flies so aimlessly&lt;br /&gt;Swirling in, about, round and out&lt;br /&gt;Inhaling every last&lt;br /&gt;Scent restlessly&lt;br /&gt;Before fades, their fragrant shouts&lt;br /&gt;And dies, the past&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She once was young&lt;br /&gt;Evoking jealousy like the belle of counties&lt;br /&gt;With radiant green&lt;br /&gt;Now sapless flies among&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten homeless memories&lt;br /&gt;Weathered of her sheen&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gently does she descend&lt;br /&gt;To melt into earth as brown as her&lt;br /&gt;Shelving every last&lt;br /&gt;Precious fragment&lt;br /&gt;In the mind’s depths; only a blur&lt;br /&gt;Good bye, oh past!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-4479091236892952559?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/4479091236892952559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=4479091236892952559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/4479091236892952559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/4479091236892952559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2007/02/dying-past.html' title='The Dying Past'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-3358681185789171592</id><published>2006-12-26T16:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-03T17:14:58.139+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>Saviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.webring.com/r/s/suicideselfharmr/logo"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.webring.com/r/s/suicideselfharmr/logo" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fallenangelcreations.com.au/index.php?process=actions/galleryView.php&amp;categoryId=10&amp;amp;start=16#"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.fallenangelcreations.com.au/index.php?process=actions/galleryView.php&amp;categoryId=10&amp;amp;start=16#" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It begins: her last day on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The morn she takes to heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A life withered to no worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She contemplates yet again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is this the end to her sorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can she leave the reeling world behind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is she sure of no brighter tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or has the hurt marred her blind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This path she paved in recklessness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Striding on until the dead end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And anger for years repressed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In death to it will she tend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her footprints mark the carpet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She knows she will die alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tear drops fall cold and wet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As fear chills her to the bone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her thoughts swirl like fog and mist&lt;br /&gt;She wonders if anyone would care&lt;br /&gt;Will her quiet existence be missed,&lt;br /&gt;Will just one lend her a prayer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She faintly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remembers&lt;/span&gt; what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brought laughter from within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her heart has long forgot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whirlwind that joy brings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her eyes search skies numerous times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the presence of an Almighty Saviour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That heavenly ladder shall she climb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To question why He didn't save her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And him, the one she lived for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She wanted so much to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boy whose touch she craved for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seemed too strong to give away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they have torn and tattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He no longer shares her pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soft eyes reveal she is battered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She will be gone and he will be the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nor mother, nor father to fret&lt;br /&gt;Nor the warmth of her kin&lt;br /&gt;Consumed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt; like a blanket&lt;br /&gt;Prepared to commit her final sin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brick by brick, each one had crashed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her silver spider web dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That cruel rain and wind had lashed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To leave a haunting requiem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looks around the mess she made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Invisible sewage of a worn-out life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reason and rationality have long strayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One question: the noose or the knife?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enchambered in her desolate thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Her cowardice and fear drain&lt;br /&gt;So years of living vainly fought&lt;br /&gt;Now end in a whip of joyous pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The blinds are closed as are her eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The blade of death at her throat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Goodbye" her mind in relief sighs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In peace her soul will float&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a knock, just one, before it burst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There he stands before her in tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only one who quenched her thirst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The man who blew away her fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear love, your time has passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too late for your apologies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She swipes across the vein at last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For her fragile life must softly flee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is not weak, he holds her at once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She struggles to free his clasp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gentle as a feather she becomes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As she crumbles in his warm grasp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her blood like a scarlet river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She spills upon his saving arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The past escapes in a shiver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His presence like a soothing balm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He swears to God he shall protect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This beautiful girl from pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He prays to God this life so wrecked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He can build back up again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can see her by the setting sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The scars still etch her skin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And many more invisible ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That pierced her from within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see her smile in wisdom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And grace the years have brought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her smile, the fruit of her freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From a tiresome battle fought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-3358681185789171592?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/3358681185789171592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=3358681185789171592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3358681185789171592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/3358681185789171592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-begins-her-last-day-on-earth-morn.html' title='Saviour'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-1998964112296294273</id><published>2006-12-26T15:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-26T17:55:38.370+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Don't Stop Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been a lifetime since&lt;br /&gt;We spoke of our feelings deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A dreary fight that silence wins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dark distances deftly creep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; when I burst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With my endless narrations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You heard it all, through the best and worst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You laughed and listened with patience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember our first beautiful kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lips dancing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;love's&lt;/span&gt; tunes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our skin so close, in bliss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good things always end too soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fast it slipped away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Accommodating&lt;/span&gt; painful tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's not trust the evil they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speak to brew in us these frantic fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most precious of things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are oft &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;destroyed&lt;/span&gt; in jealous hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before it ends, let's start running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From they who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ne'er&lt;/span&gt; understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-1998964112296294273?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1998964112296294273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=1998964112296294273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1998964112296294273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1998964112296294273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-stop-running.html' title='Don&apos;t Stop Running'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-1794552774552306674</id><published>2006-12-08T20:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-05T19:00:05.612+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>The Fool's Downfall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glow the smiles like sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Till horizon, so divine&lt;br /&gt;Brightness&lt;br /&gt;Wind singing through your hair&lt;br /&gt;Spices floating in the air&lt;br /&gt;Sweetness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You search not, 'tis waiting&lt;br /&gt;Beneath, clawed and hiding&lt;br /&gt;The pain&lt;br /&gt;Stalking each reckless move&lt;br /&gt;Look clearer to see through&lt;br /&gt;The veil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naively believing&lt;br /&gt;Blind to truth approaching&lt;br /&gt;You fool!&lt;br /&gt;Life paints a picture bleak&lt;br /&gt;It's law crushes the weak&lt;br /&gt;Like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open hazy eyes at last&lt;br /&gt;As dreams sleep in the past&lt;br /&gt;And die&lt;br /&gt;Ilusions have faded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lying alone defeated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there no-one who cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This soul drenched in despair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Retreats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How fast the bubble burst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The past lays a heavy curse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of defeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-1794552774552306674?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/1794552774552306674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=1794552774552306674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1794552774552306674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/1794552774552306674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/12/fools-downfall.html' title='The Fool&apos;s Downfall'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-2261439664778676234</id><published>2006-12-05T18:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.053+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>Betrayal</title><content type='html'>To want to give life,&lt;br /&gt;But to kill&lt;br /&gt;These hands tremble&lt;br /&gt;Broken under&lt;br /&gt;Destiny's heavy curse&lt;br /&gt;Upon guilty&lt;br /&gt;And innocent&lt;br /&gt;Like the final slash&lt;br /&gt;Of a fiery sword&lt;br /&gt;It sweeps&lt;br /&gt;You kneel&lt;br /&gt;Defeated, dying&lt;br /&gt;Shattered bones&lt;br /&gt;Shattered heart&lt;br /&gt;Strong eyes cry&lt;br /&gt;The hand of betrayal&lt;br /&gt;Tainted with your blood&lt;br /&gt;Drawn like a flag&lt;br /&gt;Raised in victory&lt;br /&gt;Until you bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only sorry is seived&lt;br /&gt;Through fate's&lt;br /&gt;Inescapable fingers&lt;br /&gt;Death the only refuge&lt;br /&gt;Death the only answer&lt;br /&gt;Sorry is never&lt;br /&gt;Enough. Stop!!&lt;br /&gt;Apologies are beyond&lt;br /&gt;Betrayal&lt;br /&gt;For events turned&lt;br /&gt;To scar beyond recognition&lt;br /&gt;This bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be it&lt;br /&gt;Unchangeable past&lt;br /&gt;Unbearable present&lt;br /&gt;Unthinkable future&lt;br /&gt;And so it shall be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-2261439664778676234?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/2261439664778676234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=2261439664778676234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/2261439664778676234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/2261439664778676234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/12/betrayal.html' title='Betrayal'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-116080880227516778</id><published>2006-10-14T12:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.053+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>The Rose</title><content type='html'>Sensual incantation of scent&lt;br /&gt;Blood-red heavenly angel sent&lt;br /&gt;Pricking the fox who dares&lt;br /&gt;Approach thy thorny lair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passionate tango of romance&lt;br /&gt;Thy fragrance with senses dance&lt;br /&gt;Inebriated as they float along&lt;br /&gt;Sways each to thy crimson song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petals of softness adorning thee&lt;br /&gt;Robes of scarlet jealousy&lt;br /&gt;Regally they shroud thy soul&lt;br /&gt;Sweet perfume so gently unfolds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As thee, my life takes shape&lt;br /&gt;These dusty words, my escape&lt;br /&gt;Thorny eyes protect inside&lt;br /&gt;Soft, red scent, in me I hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As wild like scarlet fire&lt;br /&gt;Thy radiance do I desire&lt;br /&gt;Unbending under command&lt;br /&gt;Of wind or rain or sun to stand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-116080880227516778?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/116080880227516778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=116080880227516778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/116080880227516778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/116080880227516778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/10/rose.html' title='The Rose'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115997905986094129</id><published>2006-10-04T21:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-26T17:45:18.661+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6007/2316/1600/red-roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 177px; height: 118px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6007/2316/320/red-roses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Pools of hazel reflecting depths&lt;br /&gt;Within my drowning secrets kept&lt;br /&gt;Essence of truth beneath swims&lt;br /&gt;Caressing my every whim&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bearing the weight of my sorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Protecting love for tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blanketing true comfort, warm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding out against the storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trickling songs and kisses pure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Passionate, yet gently demure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honey-sweet, they await me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tender dreams frame reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heady with music it fills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moving my body but silently still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Erupting words from heaven alight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weaving poetry into the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile&lt;br /&gt;Melting fragile emotions&lt;br /&gt;Veiling worldy commotion&lt;br /&gt;Causing my heart to skip beats&lt;br /&gt;Each magical time we meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your touch&lt;br /&gt;Soft and gentle tease&lt;br /&gt;Airy waves of autumn breeze&lt;br /&gt;Skimming roses across my skin&lt;br /&gt;Senses alive like never been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reason enough to awake today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through valleys dark, a golden ray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Answers to questions abound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In you, each one is found &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115997905986094129?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115997905986094129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115997905986094129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115997905986094129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115997905986094129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/10/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115842560689453559</id><published>2006-09-16T21:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-26T13:15:27.443+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer, still closer to your skin,&lt;br /&gt;Only inches separating&lt;br /&gt;A crystal moment we're in&lt;br /&gt;Alas, we can do nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding back; its not the time&lt;br /&gt;Leaving but a trace of a clue&lt;br /&gt;As my pulse higher it climbs&lt;br /&gt;It's hard keeping my hands off you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment shared in connection&lt;br /&gt;A prelude of things to come&lt;br /&gt;My mind and body in tension&lt;br /&gt;To all else my senses numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daring to speak with my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Cryptic meaning, but to you is known&lt;br /&gt;Like the scent of perfume, it lingers&lt;br /&gt;Now aching more to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electric tingling within me&lt;br /&gt;Your softness felt, just a while&lt;br /&gt;No one senses the energy&lt;br /&gt;The sole hint is your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closer, still closer to your skin, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only inches separating &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A crystal moment we are in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Alas, we can do nothing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115842560689453559?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115842560689453559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115842560689453559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115842560689453559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115842560689453559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/09/secret.html' title='Secret'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115831687190309243</id><published>2006-09-15T15:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-16T16:40:58.123+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Letter</title><content type='html'>This was just some offhand poetry I wrote to him in one of our letters, but since this site is for all my poetry, I thought I'd post it. It's a little long, but I hope you like it. Tell me what u think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi, love&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much at a loss for words.&lt;br /&gt;my deepest feelings u have stirred&lt;br /&gt;and things I thought could not be true&lt;br /&gt;come real because I'm loved by you.&lt;br /&gt;and if anyone should pay back,&lt;br /&gt;it's me. There's nothing you lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't exactly quality verse&lt;br /&gt;And words couldn't show how immersed&lt;br /&gt;I am in everything that's you;&lt;br /&gt;These words will always be too few.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I'm in a poetic mood&lt;br /&gt;I think tonight I'll sleep nude&lt;br /&gt;(That's just some extra info&lt;br /&gt;To remind you of what you're in for)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to my point&lt;br /&gt;(Do I end joint? Anoint? Loins?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I? Oh yeah, I'm speechless&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me? Ok, I confess&lt;br /&gt;I'm only blank when it comes to you&lt;br /&gt;You know how weird I am around you&lt;br /&gt;With those wrists, who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to look, but couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;So? Who cares if I'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the world is a hazy&lt;br /&gt;Distorted place to me.&lt;br /&gt;You're the one who loves me, for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you make me laugh out loud&lt;br /&gt;You've got me floating on a cloud&lt;br /&gt;And how loving and sweet you get&lt;br /&gt;Everything else, I tend to forget.&lt;br /&gt;let the world lie in the gutter,&lt;br /&gt;for all I care. They're all nutters&lt;br /&gt;What matters is we're together&lt;br /&gt;You know that's not about to change ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, there is only us&lt;br /&gt;The others can get hit by a bus&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, couldn't get another rhyme&lt;br /&gt;not a bad idea, in fact, I'm&lt;br /&gt;rather excited by the thought&lt;br /&gt;of a bus knocking off the entire lot)&lt;br /&gt;As the hospitals get healing,&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk of these fabulous feelings&lt;br /&gt;Like how good that day, you smelled,&lt;br /&gt;Like how holding your hand felt,&lt;br /&gt;Like how I'm waiting for the day&lt;br /&gt;You sing to me "happy birthday",&lt;br /&gt;Like how your every letter&lt;br /&gt;Has me feeling tons better,&lt;br /&gt;And how I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Of drowning in your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day you make more beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking of you is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;And I love dreaming all night&lt;br /&gt;About us. Though some dreams might&lt;br /&gt;Be a little weird but hey,&lt;br /&gt;A girl doesn't meet a guy like you everyday&lt;br /&gt;So I guess the dreams just add on&lt;br /&gt;(Like that one, we're kissing on the lawn)&lt;br /&gt;To the awesome, deep feelings you bring&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying so high(that too without wings!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I think I've got to go&lt;br /&gt;But without you, life's such a bore&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I guess I've blabbed for a while&lt;br /&gt;I hope by now, I've made you smile&lt;br /&gt;(If not, just do it now&lt;br /&gt;Yup, u got it, that's how)&lt;br /&gt;So bye, for now,I'll see you&lt;br /&gt;You know forever I'll love you&lt;br /&gt;And like we always say&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for that someday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115831687190309243?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115831687190309243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115831687190309243' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115831687190309243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115831687190309243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/09/letter.html' title='Letter'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115571335288103199</id><published>2006-08-16T12:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.053+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I laughed when I had the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I did when you asked me to dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If no-one were watching us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If time was not stalking us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If all that was wrong turned right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we we could be alone tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If hearts were never broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If there were no words left unspoken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If not a glistening tear shed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If tomorrow I don't wake from bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If your eyes didn't betray the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we could drink from a fountain of youth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If money moved not a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only they would understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If a kiss could bring me to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If blood never dripped from a knife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If the world stopped going round&lt;br /&gt;If we could run away and never be found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If my every wish were granted true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd only wish to stay with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115571335288103199?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115571335288103199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115571335288103199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115571335288103199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115571335288103199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115505333656315830</id><published>2006-08-08T21:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:47:51.476+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sharing Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my favourite tune I sing along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is he psychic? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He walks in humming the exact song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's how I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my bro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Share blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fight with the little tyke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the T.V. remote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoa! It's the same channel we like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my bro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Share blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All set for the jamming party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But to get embarrassed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I notice our identical jeans and tees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It goes to show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my bro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Share blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dreaded day at the clinic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are the results? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O+ve after the needle prick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now everyone knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and my bro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Share blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115505333656315830?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115505333656315830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115505333656315830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115505333656315830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115505333656315830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/sharing-blood.html' title='Sharing Blood'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115487331563544955</id><published>2006-08-06T19:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:46:07.880+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Give Us A Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each day, the clocks run on&lt;br /&gt;Our filtered conversations others watch upon&lt;br /&gt;Needing escape from this world, moribund&lt;br /&gt;To where our hearts beat as one sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute to drown in your eyes, deep&lt;br /&gt;From curiosity that stealthily creeps&lt;br /&gt;A minute to lie in your open arms,&lt;br /&gt;Safe from a world of scathing harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To speak uncensored, animated&lt;br /&gt;To curse all the people I've hated&lt;br /&gt;To whisper locked secrets to you and&lt;br /&gt;To melt into the warmth of your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alive will they be, my love&lt;br /&gt;Every moment at night we have dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;Secluded in our far away place&lt;br /&gt;Unhindered by neither time nor space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we will share time together&lt;br /&gt;The seconds will tick like a falling feather&lt;br /&gt;But each other, nothing will we see&lt;br /&gt;Just a minute, alone, you and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115487331563544955?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115487331563544955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115487331563544955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115487331563544955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115487331563544955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/08/give-us-minute.html' title='Give Us A Minute'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115415621675361234</id><published>2006-07-29T12:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:16:22.413+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Indescribable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I beathe every breath for you&lt;br /&gt;Eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;Purely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would wait forever for you&lt;br /&gt;Infinitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can move mountains for you&lt;br /&gt;Comfortably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I live to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Wholly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would try anything for you&lt;br /&gt;Unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can change my world for you&lt;br /&gt;Easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would do anything to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;Softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would run miles to see you&lt;br /&gt;Earnestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Indescribably&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115415621675361234?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115415621675361234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115415621675361234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115415621675361234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115415621675361234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/07/indescribable.html' title='Indescribable'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115410301977475883</id><published>2006-07-28T21:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.054+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><title type='text'>Tearless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grey skies rumble in: a storm&lt;br /&gt;Brewing another distorted day&lt;br /&gt;Tornadoes swirl, as does my brain&lt;br /&gt;Lost in time, misplaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad music serenades on&lt;br /&gt;Stung by its resounding melody&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake, alone, awash by thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Cold feelings and stinging melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause, breathe, wait, think, they say&lt;br /&gt;But a single shade is this morn&lt;br /&gt;In the spectrum of life&lt;br /&gt;As though they have never hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numbed by lonliness&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by fear&lt;br /&gt;Scathing anger simmering &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And smiling tearless eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a drop do I cry&lt;br /&gt;Bottled fury, sealed pain&lt;br /&gt;Never-betraying, smiling tearless eyes&lt;br /&gt;Veiling my insides of sorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115410301977475883?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115410301977475883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115410301977475883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115410301977475883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115410301977475883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/07/tearless.html' title='Tearless'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115262142768540205</id><published>2006-07-11T17:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.054+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Abstract Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A heart, Artistic&lt;br /&gt;A life, Mystic&lt;br /&gt;These hands, creating&lt;br /&gt;These eyes, ever searching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What things unseen, catch my eye&lt;br /&gt;As a world of normality passes by:&lt;br /&gt;Delicate white lace in the breaking tide&lt;br /&gt;A lost feeling in memory revived,&lt;br /&gt;The curve of a hip in sand dunes,&lt;br /&gt;Silver fairy dust in craters of the moon,&lt;br /&gt;The sweat of labour in melting ice,&lt;br /&gt;Twinkling diamonds in the eyes of surprise,&lt;br /&gt;The stench of murder in a matador's red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twisted lies in golden truth said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The depth of the past in a bottle of ink,&lt;br /&gt;Desperate clasping hands in chain links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mind, heady with Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;This mind, severed from Reality&lt;br /&gt;This mind, straying from Fact&lt;br /&gt;This mind, Unreal, Abstract.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115262142768540205?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115262142768540205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115262142768540205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115262142768540205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115262142768540205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/07/abstract-mind.html' title='Abstract Mind'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115090179016542317</id><published>2006-06-21T20:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.054+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Let it Slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your world is a mess, insane&lt;br /&gt;Don't scream out loud, refrain&lt;br /&gt;Keep your chin high,&lt;br /&gt;Wipe those red eyes dry&lt;br /&gt;Away with these washable stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hope crumbles in your hands&lt;br /&gt;Weary and weak, you lose your stand&lt;br /&gt;Another ditch in the road,&lt;br /&gt;A minute of biting cold&lt;br /&gt;But a thread in the intricate plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When its a blizzard of bad days&lt;br /&gt;There's a light through the haze&lt;br /&gt;It's a momentary gale&lt;br /&gt;Soon, your ship will set sail&lt;br /&gt;To the door at the end of the maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let things slide,&lt;br /&gt;Take trouble in your stride&lt;br /&gt;Why frown, why worry&lt;br /&gt;You will get through the calamity&lt;br /&gt;What counts is the ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let things slide&lt;br /&gt;Don't you feel deprived&lt;br /&gt;These tremors are a phase&lt;br /&gt;That time will soon erase&lt;br /&gt;Just a shake to your pride&lt;br /&gt;Let it slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115090179016542317?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115090179016542317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115090179016542317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115090179016542317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115090179016542317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/06/let-it-slide.html' title='Let it Slide'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-115037072883614043</id><published>2006-06-15T16:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:06:26.961+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><title type='text'>Bathroom Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6007/2316/1600/showersinging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6007/2316/400/showersinging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Towel cosy against my skin&lt;br /&gt;Needing to unwind from within&lt;br /&gt;To soak away all my woes&lt;br /&gt;As rivulets over my body flows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooling, calming, clarifying,&lt;br /&gt;Falling, flowing, filling;&lt;br /&gt;Healing with incessant slivers&lt;br /&gt;My daily ritual in the shower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song sprouts from my lips&lt;br /&gt;Feet moving to the rhythmic drips&lt;br /&gt;The wet, white marble becomes&lt;br /&gt;My audience as to my tune, I hum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert is on, I'm in the groove&lt;br /&gt;People singing as I bust my moves&lt;br /&gt;Without a care, I'm on a high&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo suds like confetti fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When my hips move in jiving motions &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fanatic crowd of my imagination &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheers on as I lose my mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Within the bathroom, behind closed blinds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jamming on a fake electric guitar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A pretentious girl for a rock star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight there's no stopping this diva &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As mercilessly, she sings in the shower!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknowing of my nakedness&lt;br /&gt;Down the drain goes mounted stress&lt;br /&gt;And just as my fans roar, "Encore!"&lt;br /&gt;I slip on the soap, and fall to the floor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-115037072883614043?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/115037072883614043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=115037072883614043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115037072883614043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/115037072883614043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/06/bathroom-star.html' title='Bathroom Star'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114991430930352931</id><published>2006-06-10T09:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-25T17:42:42.140+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>The Old Flame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Years ago, when our minds were young&lt;br /&gt;A spark of "like" had begun&lt;br /&gt;An ounce or two more than friends&lt;br /&gt;But the feelings were quiet then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as we see, the tiny flame dying&lt;br /&gt;And decide to stop trying&lt;br /&gt;To keep the old secret in&lt;br /&gt;We let it all out from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But too late, alas!&lt;br /&gt;Our chance, gone, our time has passed&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like I'm still waiting&lt;br /&gt;The truth of unchangeable past, I'm hating&lt;br /&gt;That I could turn back time I wish&lt;br /&gt;For my love ceases to diminish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though you don't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Even though you think I'm playing games;&lt;br /&gt;Every day when my eyes meet yours&lt;br /&gt;I see that red line I must never cross&lt;br /&gt;But im straining to keep from you&lt;br /&gt;This unsatisfied love, so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only circumstances didnt hinder&lt;br /&gt;Or embers of the fire didn't linger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we could move ahead, just fine&lt;br /&gt;But is life ever that divine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All these years I have longed&lt;br /&gt;For you to right all my wrongs&lt;br /&gt;Old freind, first love,&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't got enough&lt;br /&gt;Of wandering back to years ago&lt;br /&gt;When we had a chance, but no&lt;br /&gt;We tripped on our feet, look where we are&lt;br /&gt;Worlds apart, our love so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And today, as I sit with you&lt;br /&gt;Our differences become so few&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you will sweep me away&lt;br /&gt;And say the words I want you to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we may walk our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;And end up in a separate place&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart I'll always know&lt;br /&gt;That this love, could only grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stop, and look at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The way I do, set me free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Accept this love that my hearts sends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take me now, old friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114991430930352931?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114991430930352931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114991430930352931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114991430930352931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114991430930352931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-flame.html' title='The Old Flame'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114940437592127218</id><published>2006-06-04T12:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-12T10:02:33.620+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Sweet Surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's this thing I've never felt?&lt;br /&gt;I find so hard to define&lt;br /&gt;With these feelings I've never dealt&lt;br /&gt;But you're near me and I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came along, to freeze me speechless&lt;br /&gt;But amidst verses swims my mind:&lt;br /&gt;Thank the stars above love has reached us&lt;br /&gt;At last the missing pieces have aligned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like rain drenching a dusty day;&lt;br /&gt;Like an oasis upon burning sands;&lt;br /&gt;Like crystal ocean over dry rocks spray;&lt;br /&gt;You washed over me, darling, unplanned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with smooth voice, blow me away&lt;br /&gt;Flash a smile, I'm weak in my knees&lt;br /&gt;Say u won't leave me astray&lt;br /&gt;Stay for just a minute more, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From mystic magic, so astounding&lt;br /&gt;Floats this melting symphony, unheard:&lt;br /&gt;When you are the tune resounding&lt;br /&gt;I blend as its heartfelt words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, swept by this thing, never felt&lt;br /&gt;With invisible wings we soar in wonder&lt;br /&gt;Our every fear, like snowflakes, melt&lt;br /&gt;For to you, I have surrendered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114940437592127218?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114940437592127218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114940437592127218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114940437592127218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114940437592127218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/06/sweet-surrender.html' title='Sweet Surrender'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114923995453812060</id><published>2006-06-02T14:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:57:00.508+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Fate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saddened, stripped, I suffocate&lt;br /&gt;With the consequences of the past&lt;br /&gt;But you call, your voice delicate&lt;br /&gt;I knew that moment, your spell was cast.&lt;br /&gt;'Tis fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain it pours, it frustrates&lt;br /&gt;Unequipped, deserted by my friends&lt;br /&gt;I curse the weather, it's got me late&lt;br /&gt;Until you pulled up in your sliver Benz&lt;br /&gt;'Tis fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surprise on radio channel:8&lt;br /&gt;As I dream us kissing under the stars:&lt;br /&gt;The song we sang for our first duet&lt;br /&gt;"So close, no matter how far"&lt;br /&gt;'Tis fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every move, you fascinate&lt;br /&gt;Your touch makes me levitate&lt;br /&gt;Drenched with love, I dedicate&lt;br /&gt;My life, our love, to Fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114923995453812060?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114923995453812060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114923995453812060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114923995453812060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114923995453812060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/06/fate.html' title='Fate'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114862838860775666</id><published>2006-05-26T12:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.055+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Higher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every day was so happy&lt;br /&gt;Every second a dream&lt;br /&gt;Until reality wakes me up to life&lt;br /&gt;Was false what I had seen.&lt;br /&gt;Frowning is the former beauty&lt;br /&gt;Pain is yet to come round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deprived of shelter, alone&lt;br /&gt;Walking to a new life, waiting to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love takes you higher, you soar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To a life every man strives for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Climbing step by step, elevating&lt;br /&gt;Yelling and telling anyone&lt;br /&gt;Who was underestimating you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soon you'll reach up there&lt;br /&gt;Where your dreams materialize&lt;br /&gt;Racing on, unstoppable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a relentles fire in your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What lies before me is not a dream&lt;br /&gt;Life is never fully what it seems&lt;br /&gt;I’ve learnt to fight and I’m finally winning&lt;br /&gt;Of these years the pain is slowly thinning&lt;br /&gt;It’s a brand new beginning&lt;br /&gt;My head heald high, the past at my feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When time was in the rain, on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deprived of shelter, alone&lt;br /&gt;Walking to a new life, waiting to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love takes you higher, you soar&lt;br /&gt;To a life every man strives for&lt;br /&gt;Climbing step by step, elevating&lt;br /&gt;You know no-one is underestimating you&lt;br /&gt;No force could pull you to the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your faith in yourself will keep you around&lt;br /&gt;You're here, on the peak of the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your daring dreams before you unfurled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114862838860775666?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114862838860775666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114862838860775666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114862838860775666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114862838860775666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/higher.html' title='Higher'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114862786827035304</id><published>2006-05-26T12:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.055+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>The Beauty of the Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sandralamarche.com/Gif%20Images%20all%20Web/Gif%20TheOcean/Night_Fall.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.sandralamarche.com/Gif%20Images%20all%20Web/Gif%20TheOcean/Night_Fall.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surfrider.org/jerseyshore/images/wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As each strong wave pounds on the rocks&lt;br /&gt;I stand, spellbound by the Sea&lt;br /&gt;As the spray and foam quench the docks&lt;br /&gt;I am breathlessly gazing at the blue queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surfrider.org/jerseyshore/images/wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She embodies the patient and calm&lt;br /&gt;With liquid lips kissing the sliver sand&lt;br /&gt;Submissive to the breeze of the night&lt;br /&gt;That takes her towards the moonlit land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She simmers with indomitable power&lt;br /&gt;Ruining men, with a mere crystal wave&lt;br /&gt;Looming over great cities, she towers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When she is raged, nothing is safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And her crystal touch, saline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glistening under the noon sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rushing waters, a symphony, divine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is the joyous one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nought else can be her&lt;br /&gt;She is unique&lt;br /&gt;None on earth will own her&lt;br /&gt;She is free&lt;br /&gt;And I, I am awestruck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kneeling before the Sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114862786827035304?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114862786827035304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114862786827035304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114862786827035304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114862786827035304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/beauty-of-sea.html' title='The Beauty of the Sea'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114862762012822465</id><published>2006-05-26T12:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.055+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The Playground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cautious, I stepped through the grey gates&lt;br /&gt;My world so new, carefree&lt;br /&gt;And I, clutching my mother’s hand&lt;br /&gt;Had butterflies dancing in my tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a friendly smile, some curious faces&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to meet the new girl&lt;br /&gt;When, you’re younger you’re not so stuck up&lt;br /&gt;So I ran, my hair flying, to the playground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slide, like a mountain to me&lt;br /&gt;We whooshed down in ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;The swings, creaking in rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Taking us to the skies with them.&lt;br /&gt;The sand pit of Imagination&lt;br /&gt;Stories and creatures, our simple creations.&lt;br /&gt;And the jungle gym, oh what joy it was&lt;br /&gt;To hang upside down, like orangutans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I see my first friends, who took me in&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the thrill of the slide and swings&lt;br /&gt;And the laughter&lt;br /&gt;How simple it was, with not a worry&lt;br /&gt;And years after,&lt;br /&gt;Our foreheads are only lines of worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a day of cheer&lt;br /&gt;And everything was okay&lt;br /&gt;If only troubles would evaporate&lt;br /&gt;At the playground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114862762012822465?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114862762012822465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114862762012822465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114862762012822465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114862762012822465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/playground.html' title='The Playground'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114862738248882606</id><published>2006-05-26T12:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:45:02.331+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The Trials of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First period English class&lt;br /&gt;Start reading Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;Thou art, thee, someone save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer not to trip and fall&lt;br /&gt;Sweaty, dirty sports&lt;br /&gt;I kick football over wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math: too many numerals&lt;br /&gt;And calculations&lt;br /&gt;Answer right; oops! Question wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to learn Français&lt;br /&gt;Not understanding&lt;br /&gt;Espanol written on board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics, Chemistry, Bio&lt;br /&gt;An experiment&lt;br /&gt;Specimen drowns in acid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring history of world&lt;br /&gt;People dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paints, brushes, crayons, paper&lt;br /&gt;After the art class&lt;br /&gt;Best grade for my doodle: F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bell rings, finally school’s over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Running home to chill &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Newest disaster, “Do chores!” &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114862738248882606?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114862724035752575</id><published>2006-05-26T12:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:38:53.742+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><title type='text'>A Day in the Life of Ann Tipsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Call me Ann Tipsy&lt;br /&gt;I’m a bit of a clumsy&lt;br /&gt;Most of my life I spend&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to fix and mend&lt;br /&gt;All the things I’ve tripped over;&lt;br /&gt;Pick up banana peels I’ve slipped over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s mostly because&lt;br /&gt;I live life without a pause&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m in too much of a hurry&lt;br /&gt;That I leave everything around me in a flurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to fill my pen&lt;br /&gt;I spill the ink and then&lt;br /&gt;Grape juice falls on my skirt&lt;br /&gt;I have three missing buttons on my shirt&lt;br /&gt;I trip over the garden hose&lt;br /&gt;Can’t find my basketball clothes&lt;br /&gt;Forget to brush my tangled hair&lt;br /&gt;Lost my sneakers’ other pair&lt;br /&gt;Raise my hand for all the wrong questions&lt;br /&gt;Forgot my homework for all my lessons&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally walk into the boys’ lockers&lt;br /&gt;Take my stitching kit to soccer&lt;br /&gt;Messed up the party at my own house&lt;br /&gt;All because I invited circus clowns&lt;br /&gt;Wore a yellow shirt on purple day&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t notice my tulips decayed&lt;br /&gt;Told my friends my cat was dead&lt;br /&gt;In truth I had an iguana for a pet&lt;br /&gt;Used face wash to clean my bike&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend told me to take a hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be thinking, “What a twit!”&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was careful, just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do, this is just me&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one and only Ann Tipsy&lt;br /&gt;I just pray I don’t falter&lt;br /&gt;And leave my groom at the altar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114862724035752575?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114862724035752575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114862724035752575' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114862724035752575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114862724035752575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-in-life-of-ann-tipsy.html' title='A Day in the Life of Ann Tipsy'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114812015558827710</id><published>2006-05-20T15:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:38:07.067+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><title type='text'>Antarctica and Mr. Elf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Icy winds blew at my face,&lt;br /&gt;All I saw was snow&lt;br /&gt;Not a breathing creature in trace&lt;br /&gt;I had no clue where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I stumbled upon a little man:&lt;br /&gt;An elf from the North Pole.&lt;br /&gt;He was sick and tired of getting&lt;br /&gt;Bullied by “The Troll”.&lt;br /&gt;Said he was on a break from&lt;br /&gt;Taking orders from Mr. Claus&lt;br /&gt;So he came down to Antarctica&lt;br /&gt;To get back at his boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed on for a week or two&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I’d survive&lt;br /&gt;In the cold, it’s not easy to live&lt;br /&gt;So I prayed I’d stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest things happen there&lt;br /&gt;Stranger than you think;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine shoveling through the snow&lt;br /&gt;In underwear of mink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candle wax is a necessity;&lt;br /&gt;Here electricity’s unknown.&lt;br /&gt;Walrus fat is fuel&lt;br /&gt;And fire is lit on bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penguin skin accessories&lt;br /&gt;Are hot in the fashion world&lt;br /&gt;The cool penguins are sweatin’ it out&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all those ‘trendy’ girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now going to school is the biggest pain&lt;br /&gt;Not because of studies,&lt;br /&gt;If u get lost the polar bears&lt;br /&gt;Will eat you and your buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I survived the freezing cold&lt;br /&gt;Made the best of what I had&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it sounds more than extreme&lt;br /&gt;At least I didn’t go mad&lt;br /&gt;So, I bid goodbye to Antarctica&lt;br /&gt;The ice, walruses and Mr. Elf&lt;br /&gt;To experience its true wonders&lt;br /&gt;You’d have to go there for yourself&lt;br /&gt;(Don’t forget to visit Mr. Elf!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114812015558827710?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114812015558827710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114812015558827710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114812015558827710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114812015558827710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/antarctica-and-mr-elf.html' title='Antarctica and Mr. Elf'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114812011444664351</id><published>2006-05-20T15:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:39:14.981+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><title type='text'>Big Fat Snail (inspired by Roald Dahl)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day in a store right down the street,&lt;br /&gt;(James had earned some money and was getting a treat)&lt;br /&gt;He splurged on chocs, candy and the works&lt;br /&gt;(Including M&amp;Ms, Mars and Perk)&lt;br /&gt;He strolled to a spot, sat down and hail,&lt;br /&gt;His rump was impaled on a Big Fat Snail!&lt;br /&gt;“By gum,” Jim said, “holy cow!”&lt;br /&gt;“How did that get there, how?”&lt;br /&gt;At first it looked like a poor little thing,&lt;br /&gt;But on closer observation, it had the evilest grin.&lt;br /&gt;Jim started sweating, he was utterly scared&lt;br /&gt;Its eyes were bulging, its teeth were bared.&lt;br /&gt;(Here comes the part where he was a real twit.&lt;br /&gt;When I tell his friends, he'll be the class git!)&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy threw it some of his sour candy pops&lt;br /&gt;And soon realized that it like strawberry chocs.&lt;br /&gt;(Duh, snails are allergic to sour candy pops;&lt;br /&gt;They react much better to strawberry chocs)&lt;br /&gt;The snail started bubbling and melted to the ground&lt;br /&gt;The acid reached him and at his feet he found&lt;br /&gt;That he had started to melt and bubble down&lt;br /&gt;And both James and the snail oozed to the ground!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114812011444664351?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114812011444664351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114812011444664351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114812011444664351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114812011444664351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/big-fat-snail-inspired-by-roald-dahl.html' title='Big Fat Snail (inspired by Roald Dahl)'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114811996969313094</id><published>2006-05-20T15:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:30:13.911+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>How Awful Is the Rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How awful is the rain!&lt;br /&gt;When water gushes out from the overflowing drain&lt;br /&gt;I wet my brand new clothes&lt;br /&gt;And the muddy road is filled with paper boats.&lt;br /&gt;The cars that seem to fly&lt;br /&gt;Splash dirty water over people passing by.&lt;br /&gt;For hours and hours it pours,&lt;br /&gt;The endless rain,&lt;br /&gt;And I have to stay home doing chores!&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in my room I long to see&lt;br /&gt;The sun come out, or a bird with a sweet melody&lt;br /&gt;Instead, something buzzing in my room&lt;br /&gt;With their pointy ends, hoards of mosquitoes zoom!&lt;br /&gt;Diseases spread from one to the other&lt;br /&gt;Most of us lying in bed&lt;br /&gt;Dreading the medicines brought by our mothers…&lt;br /&gt;The rain is so dreadful and bugging sometimes&lt;br /&gt;But without these regular showers, would we survive?&lt;br /&gt;And yet again, the rain has arrived!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114811996969313094?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114811996969313094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114811996969313094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114811996969313094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114811996969313094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-awful-is-rain.html' title='How Awful Is the Rain!'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114752333258725385</id><published>2006-05-13T17:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:15:06.989+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><title type='text'>Ten Wacky Scientists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ten wacky scientists tested some wine&lt;br /&gt;One got drunk crazy&lt;br /&gt;And then there were nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine wacky scientists had a debate&lt;br /&gt;One got tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;And then there were eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight wacky scientists dissected a raven&lt;br /&gt;One chopped his finger off&lt;br /&gt;And then there were seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven wacky scientists invented special bricks&lt;br /&gt;One broke his brainy head&lt;br /&gt;And then there were six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six wacky scientists explored a bee hive&lt;br /&gt;One got horribly stung&lt;br /&gt;And then there were five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five wacky scientists scrutinized the floor&lt;br /&gt;One slipped on a banana peel&lt;br /&gt;And then there were four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four wacky scientists were promoting planting trees&lt;br /&gt;One got punched by a lumberjack&lt;br /&gt;And then there were three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three wacky scientists concocted dog food&lt;br /&gt;One digested it&lt;br /&gt;And then there were two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two wacky scientists blasted off to the sun&lt;br /&gt;One got roasted&lt;br /&gt;And then there was one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One wacky scientist assembled a gun&lt;br /&gt;He shot himself&lt;br /&gt;And then there were none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114752333258725385?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114752333258725385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114752333258725385' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114752333258725385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114752333258725385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/ten-wacky-scientists.html' title='Ten Wacky Scientists'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114752313746887467</id><published>2006-05-13T17:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:55:41.635+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Chachan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/R2Iy5-ONWPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NnyzC0GoK_g/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/R2Iy5-ONWPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NnyzC0GoK_g/s320/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143729695947053298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come back, come home.&lt;br /&gt;Return to this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;'Tis not your time yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awed you, my Chachan&lt;br /&gt;Like an old song, not God would replace&lt;br /&gt;You float in my memories, hazily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to lay these tear filled eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On you&lt;br /&gt;Anything, would I stake&lt;br /&gt;Just come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you in me,&lt;br /&gt;I see your energy in everyone here.&lt;br /&gt;I see your smile frozen in a picture&lt;br /&gt;A time when we laughed together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheating time, if we didn't part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I were your little mol again;&lt;br /&gt;We'd watch the fields, as the sun set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographs can never do justice;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swinging on your lungi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sitting upon strong shoulders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking into those wise eyes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures are worthless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace me in those wrinkled arms&lt;br /&gt;As your final goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I miss you too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLOSSARY&lt;br /&gt;Chachan : father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mol : daughter (pronounce "mole")&lt;br /&gt;Lungi : Long coloured cloth used by indian men as clothing to wrap around the waist. (pronounce "loon-gee")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114752313746887467?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114752313746887467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114752313746887467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114752313746887467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114752313746887467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/chachan.html' title='Chachan'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/R2Iy5-ONWPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NnyzC0GoK_g/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114752172210560733</id><published>2006-05-13T17:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-07T18:09:13.121+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A strong shoulder to lean on to&lt;br /&gt;A mop to soak up every tear&lt;br /&gt;A kiss on my cheek to wake up to&lt;br /&gt;A buddy to share a beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song to make me swoon&lt;br /&gt;A laugh to make my day&lt;br /&gt;A cuddle in the living room&lt;br /&gt;An affirmative that I'm not gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crutch when I'm feeling lame&lt;br /&gt;A touch infusing warmth&lt;br /&gt;A sense of beauty when its all the same&lt;br /&gt;A dry towel in raging storms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A raised finger to a jerk&lt;br /&gt;Chicken soup to cure my cold&lt;br /&gt;A hug after a long day's work&lt;br /&gt;A place where dreams unfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114752172210560733?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114752172210560733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114752172210560733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114752172210560733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114752172210560733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-is.html' title='Love is...'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27410053.post-114656640960832927</id><published>2006-05-02T16:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:48:03.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAVOURITES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cupidity.f9.co.uk/Photos/Salon-Shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.cupidity.f9.co.uk/Photos/Salon-Shadows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silence...&lt;br /&gt;No sound in the alleyway,&lt;br /&gt;Her direction gone astray.&lt;br /&gt;Concrete canvases display&lt;br /&gt;Ghouls of black night among the grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glance...&lt;br /&gt;Inhuman, bloodless spies&lt;br /&gt;Through the corner of her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Her courage with each step dies&lt;br /&gt;The world is deaf to her cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stealth...&lt;br /&gt;Noislessly they follow&lt;br /&gt;Creatures of the moon, hollow&lt;br /&gt;Using only black to gallow&lt;br /&gt;Her words, her screams, she swallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide...&lt;br /&gt;They reach out in despair!&lt;br /&gt;Stifled by their glares&lt;br /&gt;She evades each piercing stare&lt;br /&gt;And offers a silent prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run...&lt;br /&gt;Towards horizon bright&lt;br /&gt;The sun, her secret weapon in the dark fight&lt;br /&gt;She escapes from the beasts of the night&lt;br /&gt;As they are doused by the burning light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;There's always escape&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27410053-114656640960832927?l=marithepoet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/feeds/114656640960832927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27410053&amp;postID=114656640960832927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114656640960832927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27410053/posts/default/114656640960832927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marithepoet.blogspot.com/2006/05/shadow.html' title='Shadow'/><author><name>Imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570671820738364056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHCJOH7GKNI/Se78U8mUdEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dx33P44Q8js/S220/Black-Cat-Blue-Eyes-1.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
