<?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-9575993</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:26:09.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness is beautiful</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-111019551308152813</id><published>2005-03-07T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T03:38:33.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Yulun ( my best freind) wrote for me today, i love and miss u ! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;                  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight is the night i think of you&lt;br /&gt;for tonight is the night i miss you&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of yesterday and hopes of a tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;where would i be, i wouldnt know&lt;br /&gt;memories of the past&lt;br /&gt;desirs of reconciliation&lt;br /&gt;lost love between friends&lt;br /&gt;more like rejuvination&lt;br /&gt;you laugh at my jokes&lt;br /&gt;you hear me talk&lt;br /&gt;wiping away tears&lt;br /&gt;together we walk&lt;br /&gt;years ago it was like that&lt;br /&gt;years later i miss that&lt;br /&gt;tonight is the night i think of you&lt;br /&gt;for tonight is the night i miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-111019551308152813?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/111019551308152813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=111019551308152813' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/111019551308152813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/111019551308152813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2005/03/something-yulun-my-best-freind-wrote.html' title='Something Yulun ( my best freind) wrote for me today, i love and miss u ! =)'/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110866748254162665</id><published>2005-02-17T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T11:11:22.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance</title><content type='html'>He dragged her by her hair, into the living room&lt;br /&gt;Picked up the iron rod and slashed her, till blood corned the floor&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all the screams of agony, and of all the pain&lt;br /&gt;Came a cry from a small corner, a cry for “help” from a little girl&lt;br /&gt;Watching her mother being brutally beaten up, by her father&lt;br /&gt;But the little girl knew that ‘help’ wouldn’t come, it never did&lt;br /&gt;Death seemed the only escape&lt;br /&gt;Years passed by and the little girl grew up, but the screams still haunted her&lt;br /&gt;The screams not only by her mother but also, of thousands other people around her&lt;br /&gt;Somehow she knew, she must stop them&lt;br /&gt;Somehow she must help them, somehow she must fight&lt;br /&gt;For the rights of the people, for tolerance&lt;br /&gt;She won’t accept violence anymore; she wont let the screams haunt her&lt;br /&gt;Instead, she makes them stop -- by spreading peace and love&lt;br /&gt;I stand now near her grave&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the good deeds she had done&lt;br /&gt;I tell her she made a differenceAnd that now it was my turn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110866748254162665?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110866748254162665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110866748254162665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110866748254162665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110866748254162665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2005/02/tolerance.html' title='Tolerance'/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110846777359671682</id><published>2005-02-15T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T03:42:53.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His own ways</title><content type='html'>God has his own ways of showing us right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;It’s like you're in a maze&lt;br /&gt;With alot of dead ends&lt;br /&gt;And alot of surprises&lt;br /&gt;At a point in life when you want to give up&lt;br /&gt;He’s telling you "you can do it"&lt;br /&gt;Along the maze you make a friend, and two more&lt;br /&gt;And when you are not aware &lt;br /&gt;God is watching you&lt;br /&gt;The maze is not easy &lt;br /&gt;But he didn't make it too hard either&lt;br /&gt;Many got through it,&lt;br /&gt;Some sad, some happy&lt;br /&gt;I personally think it’s the way you look at it &lt;br /&gt;God has his own way&lt;br /&gt;Of making people fall in love&lt;br /&gt;His own way to show the right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;Letting each of us choose our path&lt;br /&gt;He has his own way,&lt;br /&gt;To give people the sense of realization &lt;br /&gt;He has his own ways to make&lt;br /&gt;The impossible possible, and the unbelievable believable&lt;br /&gt;God has his own ways&lt;br /&gt;To watch, look over, guide, help, and love us&lt;br /&gt;His very own unique ways!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110846777359671682?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110846777359671682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110846777359671682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110846777359671682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110846777359671682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2005/02/his-own-ways.html' title='His own ways'/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110322533387262055</id><published>2004-12-16T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T11:28:53.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You cheated and i cried </title><content type='html'>You came in my life&lt;br /&gt;Made it really bright&lt;br /&gt;Promised me dreams&lt;br /&gt;But left me without fulfilling them&lt;br /&gt;You were close to me&lt;br /&gt;I thought you would be&lt;br /&gt;Till the very end&lt;br /&gt;But you left me&lt;br /&gt;Near the fire to watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;You never looked back at me&lt;br /&gt;Never wondered how I was doing&lt;br /&gt;But I survived&lt;br /&gt;The wounds will remain&lt;br /&gt;Yet I will survive&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined I would have to see this day&lt;br /&gt;When I needed you&lt;br /&gt;You dint come&lt;br /&gt;When I longed for you&lt;br /&gt;Others came&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m tattered and torn&lt;br /&gt;Torn into bits and pieces&lt;br /&gt;But I will get through this&lt;br /&gt;I’ll struggle and keep a happy face&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get over you in no time&lt;br /&gt;I promise&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be happy without you&lt;br /&gt;I promise&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll never forgive you or forget you&lt;br /&gt;This too , I promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110322533387262055?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110322533387262055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110322533387262055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110322533387262055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110322533387262055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2004/12/you-cheated-and-i-cried.html' title='You cheated and i cried '/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110314679018162762</id><published>2004-12-15T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T14:03:54.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few questions unanswerd and much debated upon</title><content type='html'>is death a choice ? are human realtionships possible ?is life really a misunderstading ?how can there is destiny if there was no design to life ?are emotions real or pretence?are human relationships really possible ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110314679018162762?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110314679018162762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110314679018162762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314679018162762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314679018162762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2004/12/few-questions-unanswerd-and-much.html' title='a few questions unanswerd and much debated upon'/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110314744259278754</id><published>2004-12-15T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T13:50:42.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Him </title><content type='html'>The following lines are dedicated to her .&lt;br /&gt;She is one hell of a great girl , she knows how to make every person laff .. shes always willing to take blame on her .. shes so much fun to be aorund , even if we can sit and have a 5 min convo it'll be the best i'll have .&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she is confused bout alot of thigns in life ... shes jsut a bit off track at times but shes on right track before she even knows it&lt;br /&gt;shes got this innocence in her and this kid alwez jumping bout .&lt;br /&gt;We were just talkin on msn and she made me realise so many things , so this goes out to u&lt;br /&gt;"im sorry for all the times ive made u sad .. specially right now , and i just want you to know that u are a very important person to me , a sister a freind and i will always be there for you and love you , ur unique and amazing "&lt;br /&gt;this is one of my best friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than her i have two more best freinds , sitting in canada .. they too mean so much to me and a lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you god for sendin three angels down upon me ... i use to say "there really is a God and beer is the proof" ... lame ? very! but now i say " there really is a God ... hes sent not 1 but 3 angels to take care of me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110314744259278754?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110314744259278754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110314744259278754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314744259278754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314744259278754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2004/12/thank-him.html' title='Thank Him '/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110314337847183177</id><published>2004-12-15T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T12:42:58.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am You</title><content type='html'>you look so simple&lt;br /&gt;untouched by complications&lt;br /&gt;you look so straight&lt;br /&gt;untouched by hate&lt;br /&gt;you act so well&lt;br /&gt;undone by sin&lt;br /&gt;as if theres nothing left to win&lt;br /&gt;but i wish this mirror was clean&lt;br /&gt;true reflections coming through&lt;br /&gt;i wish the light was bright enough&lt;br /&gt;to kill these lines within&lt;br /&gt;your conscience is so claer&lt;br /&gt;eternally un-stained&lt;br /&gt;your shadows so dark&lt;br /&gt;it shadows your within&lt;br /&gt;your compnay so fixed&lt;br /&gt;even men seem loyal&lt;br /&gt;i can see through you&lt;br /&gt;you will notice someday&lt;br /&gt;i can think like you&lt;br /&gt;you will regret one day&lt;br /&gt;i am you&lt;br /&gt;i repent everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110314337847183177?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110314337847183177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110314337847183177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314337847183177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314337847183177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-am-you.html' title='I am You'/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110314275868581900</id><published>2004-12-15T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T12:32:38.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies</title><content type='html'>You said you loved my smile&lt;br /&gt;a lie was told&lt;br /&gt;you said my eyes were beautiful&lt;br /&gt;lies only grow&lt;br /&gt;you said my voice was stunning&lt;br /&gt;lies continue&lt;br /&gt;you said , the smell of my hair was sweet like me&lt;br /&gt;the lie works like a charm&lt;br /&gt;you said the perfume i put on is your favourite&lt;br /&gt;even though i use a different one every time ? , it doesnt hurt to lie&lt;br /&gt;my childish talk , you found very cute&lt;br /&gt;i call it a cute lie&lt;br /&gt;my worried thoughts you said depressed you&lt;br /&gt;lies cant depress anyone can they ?&lt;br /&gt;you said you loved me&lt;br /&gt;i called it a white lie&lt;br /&gt;i said i'd move on if things didnt work&lt;br /&gt;this time i lied&lt;br /&gt;you said you were sick of me&lt;br /&gt;now the truth was out and it  hurt&lt;br /&gt;i smiled and said you didnt matter to me either&lt;br /&gt;but i knew that wasnt true&lt;br /&gt;at times lies hurt you more than the truth&lt;br /&gt;and at times the truth hits you more than a lie&lt;br /&gt;somethings are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;and some just arnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110314275868581900?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110314275868581900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110314275868581900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314275868581900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314275868581900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2004/12/lies.html' title='Lies'/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110314154704479437</id><published>2004-12-15T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T12:12:27.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to you </title><content type='html'>You've been there when i was down&lt;br /&gt;trying to cheer me up by being a total clown&lt;br /&gt;you've been there when im on cloud number nine&lt;br /&gt;in time to always get me down&lt;br /&gt;you've been there when i've shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;ready to catch it , trying hard not to let it fall&lt;br /&gt;you've been there on my 'big days'&lt;br /&gt;reassuring me that i'm great , even if im not&lt;br /&gt;you've been there in the cold&lt;br /&gt;to always make me warm&lt;br /&gt;we go to our imaginary trips&lt;br /&gt;to the moon , mars , and so on&lt;br /&gt;you've been there when im walking the wrong way&lt;br /&gt;just so that i have company&lt;br /&gt;you've been ther when im walking the right way&lt;br /&gt;'cause the wrong way is no fun without me&lt;br /&gt;you've been there in those dark days&lt;br /&gt;lighting the candles, making it bright&lt;br /&gt;you've been there in those bright days&lt;br /&gt;making sure it doesnt get dark&lt;br /&gt;you've been there throught my ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;making me smile never letting me frown&lt;br /&gt;and mostly you've been there&lt;br /&gt;      throughtout !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110314154704479437?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110314154704479437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110314154704479437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314154704479437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314154704479437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2004/12/dedicated-to-you.html' title='Dedicated to you '/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110314062470505036</id><published>2004-12-15T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T11:57:04.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I look at those eyes&lt;br /&gt;the ones i see everyday&lt;br /&gt;every day they are the same&lt;br /&gt;but today i notice something different&lt;br /&gt;i see a sparkle and i see a flicker&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder what's wrong today&lt;br /&gt;why is there that sparkle, that flicker ?&lt;br /&gt;and when i ask you about it&lt;br /&gt;you just play with my hair&lt;br /&gt;i smile with you&lt;br /&gt;and notice something new&lt;br /&gt;but i cant figure out what it is&lt;br /&gt;you promise me you'll tell me today&lt;br /&gt;you say its the most important thing&lt;br /&gt;you have to tell me today&lt;br /&gt;and yet you say nothing&lt;br /&gt;you go home after promising to call me&lt;br /&gt;and tell me what that thing is&lt;br /&gt;its been over an hour , you still dint call&lt;br /&gt;i switch on the news , a boy got shot&lt;br /&gt;during war today , thats sad&lt;br /&gt;but when will you call ?&lt;br /&gt;later today , im told that boy is you&lt;br /&gt;i go to your house , im sorry for your parents&lt;br /&gt;i find a diary on your desk&lt;br /&gt;and open it to read "i love you"&lt;br /&gt;writeen under my name&lt;br /&gt;why didnt you tell me that&lt;br /&gt;right there ?right then ?&lt;br /&gt;its been a week since i cried&lt;br /&gt;i look at your picture&lt;br /&gt;i look at those eyes&lt;br /&gt;i miss you everyday&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know&lt;br /&gt;again i wish you would have told me before&lt;br /&gt;but now that i am besides you&lt;br /&gt;please say those sweet words to me&lt;br /&gt;i only shot myself for you&lt;br /&gt;so please say those precious words to me&lt;br /&gt;so that you can live on in my memory&lt;br /&gt;for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110314062470505036?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110314062470505036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110314062470505036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314062470505036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110314062470505036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2004/12/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110293862791956688</id><published>2004-12-13T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T03:50:27.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>Suddenly the whole world seems dark&lt;br /&gt;and everything i imagined perfect&lt;br /&gt;looks all wrong&lt;br /&gt;the dailtone in the phone&lt;br /&gt;seems to be lost&lt;br /&gt;the freinds near by&lt;br /&gt;have gone far away&lt;br /&gt;the voice of the chirpy birds&lt;br /&gt;seems to have faded away&lt;br /&gt;the dog always barking&lt;br /&gt;seems to have caught his cat&lt;br /&gt;the light bulb always lit&lt;br /&gt;seems to have been fused&lt;br /&gt;the blowing wind&lt;br /&gt;seems tired now&lt;br /&gt;the bright big sun&lt;br /&gt;has set away&lt;br /&gt;the day has gone&lt;br /&gt;the night has come&lt;br /&gt;and alas another day has passes&lt;br /&gt;i live another day close to my destination&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile i must make sure the soil is dug&lt;br /&gt;the gravestone carved&lt;br /&gt;and my family ready with flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110293862791956688?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110293862791956688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110293862791956688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110293862791956688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9575993/posts/default/110293862791956688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/2004/12/death_13.html' title='Death'/><author><name>neha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15001916943793302667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9575993.post-110293911707102695</id><published>2004-12-13T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T11:11:05.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life - a box of chocolates ?</title><content type='html'>When i was a little girl&lt;br /&gt;my mother often told me&lt;br /&gt;"life is like a box of chocolates&lt;br /&gt;never know what's coming to you"&lt;br /&gt;and as i grew up&lt;br /&gt;i started understanding&lt;br /&gt;what it meant&lt;br /&gt;when you feel , you're the happiest person alive&lt;br /&gt;there is always comeone who seems happier&lt;br /&gt;when you feel your wishes coming true&lt;br /&gt;it is too late to make use of them&lt;br /&gt;the happiness of a new born&lt;br /&gt;the sadness of a loved one gone&lt;br /&gt;a frown to see an orphan&lt;br /&gt;a smile to see his adoption&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being loved&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being hurt&lt;br /&gt;the words never spoken&lt;br /&gt;the words desired to be heard&lt;br /&gt;the smell of homade cookies&lt;br /&gt;the taste from the bakery&lt;br /&gt;the half full glass of the optimist&lt;br /&gt;the half empty of the pessimist&lt;br /&gt;but my mother was also right in sayin&lt;br /&gt;"no matter what taste the chocolate brings you&lt;br /&gt;"learn to gulp it down with a glass of milk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9575993-110293911707102695?l=nnehha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nnehha.blogspot.com/feeds/110293911707102695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9575993&amp;postID=110293911707102695' title='0 Comments'/><link 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