<?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-13023489</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:33:59.710+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life-A Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13023489.post-2307968712476846533</id><published>2010-05-20T00:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:31:52.148+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The journey into you.</title><content type='html'>One month and a day with you,&lt;br /&gt;I just started the journey into you.&lt;br /&gt;Rivers,pebbles,sand,I feel it all,&lt;br /&gt;think of you and I forget it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I have been here always&lt;br /&gt;feel my soul and guide me in.&lt;br /&gt;I hold you close,realise&lt;br /&gt;its more a journey within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-2307968712476846533?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/2307968712476846533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=2307968712476846533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/2307968712476846533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/2307968712476846533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2010/05/journey-into-you.html' title='The journey into you.'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-7740058190981451223</id><published>2010-05-17T00:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:32:22.738+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The reality will be bliss</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I find myself smiling,&lt;br /&gt;on streets unknown,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thorough&lt;/span&gt; people unseen.&lt;br /&gt;I shake myself awake,look around,realise&lt;br /&gt;reality is miserable without you in it&lt;br /&gt;all i want to live is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember you cry,I smile&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong then,I really was&lt;br /&gt;but smile is still on me&lt;br /&gt;Cant help you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; so sweet,&lt;br /&gt;you really were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey has just begun,&lt;br /&gt;I just have to travel to you,&lt;br /&gt;then i end, we begin,&lt;br /&gt;I will hold you close,kiss you in,&lt;br /&gt;and the reality will be bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"to my lovely wife &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jisha&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-7740058190981451223?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/7740058190981451223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=7740058190981451223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/7740058190981451223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/7740058190981451223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2010/05/reality-will-be-bliss.html' title='The reality will be bliss'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-917568420413998904</id><published>2009-11-01T12:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:04:33.766+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One-Night Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, when I hold you near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is something that turns into fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will this be a one-night stand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will I be left to unlearn and understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I squeal, move a bit, I try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flutter my wings, sing my lips dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unspeakable, but wouldn't call it pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were a season, would you rain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a picture of yours that I find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a look, hide, and make no sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won’t lie there watching you pack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiss the bliss, step out , walk back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-917568420413998904?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/917568420413998904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=917568420413998904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/917568420413998904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/917568420413998904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-night-stand.html' title='One-Night Stand'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-6416988824433345182</id><published>2009-03-12T21:34:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:55:02.375+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just in case you remember me</title><content type='html'>Just in case you remember me&lt;br /&gt;remember me,for the love in me&lt;br /&gt;for the first kiss I blew at you&lt;br /&gt;it touched your hand,you let it go&lt;br /&gt;For the Sunday prayer,the midnight stroll&lt;br /&gt;for all the antics,that didnt get the glimple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you remember me&lt;br /&gt;remember me,for the love in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be I missed to read trambling lips&lt;br /&gt;belive me dear,I treambled no less&lt;br /&gt;I walked away, but did turn around&lt;br /&gt;the hurt was hard,you couldn't be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you remember me&lt;br /&gt;remember me,for the love in me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-6416988824433345182?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/6416988824433345182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=6416988824433345182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/6416988824433345182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/6416988824433345182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-in-case-you-remember-me.html' title='Just in case you remember me'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-2742237422245374324</id><published>2009-01-26T15:59:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:24:34.492+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Welcome you back</title><content type='html'>The lady seated on the table across the room just left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wait in vain would end &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and surly the hope I pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The love ,which they see,never started&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe heart wouldn't ache,when parted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decide to let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though you left me long ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I deserved a chance and you the understanding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never held you close,would never know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smile never bothered me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;breif thoughts did;would fade with mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decide to let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though you left me long ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why do you keep staring then?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my silence would bother to ansur none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the days would be wonderfully blank again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the nights would learn it from the days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though you left me long ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I move on,pass by your table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your boyfriend hasleft some change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I the loser of the fable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do I hide the napkin that pressed your chin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May be I should let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though you left me long ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walk down the road,feeling the tissue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the night is fairer than I had left it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my lips are drier but the smile hasn't left it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my feet would trace the way back to this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And be there to welcome,when you are back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-2742237422245374324?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/2742237422245374324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=2742237422245374324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/2742237422245374324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/2742237422245374324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-you-back.html' title='Welcome you back'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-4085135191681906739</id><published>2007-06-28T01:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-28T01:55:29.679+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Remember You !!!</title><content type='html'>Life Is so Uncertain;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InYears,Days or moments;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things Life wound Garentee are few;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But may be or surely I would remember you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-4085135191681906739?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/4085135191681906739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=4085135191681906739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/4085135191681906739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/4085135191681906739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2007/06/remember-you.html' title='Remember You !!!'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-113380614567771850</id><published>2005-12-05T22:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-05T23:51:40.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Love you would Bring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;For the morning sun shine,&lt;br /&gt;for the rain to look at the sun,&lt;br /&gt;the day to smile for the day gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the night to lay awake&lt;br /&gt;For the day waiting for the night&lt;br /&gt;the beauty I don't find in flowers&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For loss of the words that would inspire me no more&lt;br /&gt;for the eyes that would mean me more&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of loneliness being unknown to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be no angel and nothing from heaven&lt;br /&gt;You would be  the love that would shine from within&lt;br /&gt;the love for the sun, rain, flowers and every thing that’s life&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-113380614567771850?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/113380614567771850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=113380614567771850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/113380614567771850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/113380614567771850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-you-would-bring.html' title='The Love you would Bring'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-113150749697990833</id><published>2005-11-09T21:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:54:04.170+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dream to Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Are u there ? Are u listening ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;thanks for the love u would give,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;thanks for the smile that would brighten my days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;thanks for the last mile you would be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Are u there ? Are u listening ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;thanks for the sweetheart that you would be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;thanks for the tears that you would let me wipe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;thanks for your hand in mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Are u there ? Are u listening ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I dream to say you all these,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;dream to thank god for letting me do that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;dream to find myself looking into your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;And you reading from it my gratitude for your love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-113150749697990833?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/113150749697990833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=113150749697990833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/113150749697990833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/113150749697990833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2005/11/dream-to-thank-you.html' title='Dream to Thank you'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-112300398034259558</id><published>2005-08-03T11:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-24T22:52:33.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Is it love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her sight does make me confident&lt;br /&gt;Her presence does make me nervous&lt;br /&gt;is it love ? Will it be for ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her day does make my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Her nights do make me lonely&lt;br /&gt;But, is it love? Will it be for ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other flowers do attract me&lt;br /&gt;Other birds do inspire my poems&lt;br /&gt;Yet, is it love? Will it be for ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waves do rise wonderfully high&lt;br /&gt;but my castle is yet dry&lt;br /&gt;Yet is it love? Will it be for ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I wait, until one day&lt;br /&gt;something in me would answer&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, this is love &amp; it will be for ever"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But will the wait be too long&lt;br /&gt;until someday I would realize&lt;br /&gt;the loss was love &amp;amp; it would have been FOREVER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-112300398034259558?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/112300398034259558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=112300398034259558' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/112300398034259558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/112300398034259558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2005/08/is-it-love-her-sight-does-make-me.html' title=''/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13023489.post-111807468476512896</id><published>2005-06-07T09:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:48:04.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I ?</title><content type='html'>Who am I ? Where am I ?&lt;br /&gt;is what I am what I wished for?&lt;br /&gt;Where I am , wished for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I judge people,why am I left to expect&lt;br /&gt;Why do I see relations that don't exit?&lt;br /&gt;Why sincerity,a smile or a good word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say what I see is what reflects from within&lt;br /&gt;is it that these do not exit in here&lt;br /&gt;And I am expecting it to reflect from the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether or not I get the ansurs&lt;br /&gt;I live the way things are,I breathe the air as it is&lt;br /&gt;As he said " who am I" to judge .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-111807468476512896?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/111807468476512896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=111807468476512896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/111807468476512896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/111807468476512896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2005/06/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I ?'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-111713532361882237</id><published>2005-05-27T13:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:52:03.620+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A bird that never wanted to fly</title><content type='html'>I knew a bird that never wanted to fly&lt;br /&gt;It knew the earth more than it knew the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for reason not known to it ,wished  a bird&lt;br /&gt;to come along and ask to fly with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dreamt of flights  together&lt;br /&gt;from heights it had never felt&lt;br /&gt;to the lands it had never gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It found a bird hopping over the pebbles nearby&lt;br /&gt;The morning sun was bringing its dream to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the dream was not yet over before it realised&lt;br /&gt;that it was a Bird that never wanted to fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-111713532361882237?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/111713532361882237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=111713532361882237' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/111713532361882237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/111713532361882237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2005/05/bird-that-never-wanted-to-fly.html' title='A bird that never wanted to fly'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13023489.post-111695607666595249</id><published>2005-05-25T11:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-24T23:04:36.670+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I don't love her</title><content type='html'>I don't love her  nor do I like her&lt;br /&gt;It's the feeling in between that I have for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spoken to a stranger more than to her&lt;br /&gt;I can't recollect a moment spent with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet those feelings haunt me&lt;br /&gt;those which can't reason my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say if you love something let it go&lt;br /&gt;but they never said- where do I go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-111695607666595249?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/111695607666595249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=111695607666595249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/111695607666595249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/111695607666595249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-love-her.html' title='I don&apos;t love her'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-111661929225174287</id><published>2005-05-21T14:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-21T01:31:32.253+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Scares me more</title><content type='html'>I never wish for a life with you&lt;br /&gt;but what if there is no life without you&lt;br /&gt;You said relationship scares you&lt;br /&gt;but the thought that I would miss you scares me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know you as I should&lt;br /&gt;what if I never know a person as I do you&lt;br /&gt;You said relationship scares you&lt;br /&gt;but the thought that I would miss you scares me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be the river ment for me&lt;br /&gt;But what if I die of thirst by a stream&lt;br /&gt;You said relationship scares you&lt;br /&gt;but the thought that I would miss you scares me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind wishes this time to pass by&lt;br /&gt;but what if oneday my tears wish time back&lt;br /&gt;You said relationship scares you&lt;br /&gt;but the thought that I would miss you scares me more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-111661929225174287?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/111661929225174287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13023489&amp;postID=111661929225174287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/111661929225174287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13023489/posts/default/111661929225174287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/2005/05/scares-me-more.html' title='Scares me more'/><author><name>KRIShna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12379230379494010691</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-13023489.post-111661749812363565</id><published>2005-05-21T01:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-05-27T05:20:55.346+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic about  things that never happened.</title><content type='html'>Walking through the breeze on calm evening&lt;br /&gt;holding the hands I wish could hold once&lt;br /&gt;I’m nostalgic about things that never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the touch I never felt&lt;br /&gt;Still looking into the deep eyes I’ve never seen&lt;br /&gt;I’m nostalgic about things that never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the pain of separation from&lt;br /&gt;Someone I never knew&lt;br /&gt;I’m nostalgic about things that never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling her scent in every bit of me&lt;br /&gt;and yet craving to smell it once in life&lt;br /&gt;I’m nostalgic about things that never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating her response&lt;br /&gt;to a proposal I never made&lt;br /&gt;I’m nostalgic about things that never happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hide her footprints on my face&lt;br /&gt;Holding the breath I had never taken&lt;br /&gt;I’m nostalgic about things that never happened .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13023489-111661749812363565?l=life-day1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-day1.blogspot.com/feeds/111661749812363565/comments/default' title='Post 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