<?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-6822083030534322354</id><updated>2012-01-18T02:39:42.048-08:00</updated><category term='sad'/><category term='oblivion'/><category term='pieces of me'/><category term='words hate luck melody spirit world'/><category term='good'/><category term='success'/><category term='quote'/><category term='death breath fate  express try write dull sorrow lifeless'/><category term='LOST LOVE'/><category term='alone'/><category term='heart'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='song lyrics love'/><category term='love apart heart feelings'/><category term='life'/><category term='end'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='bengali poem poetry life girl cry laughter tears'/><category term='soul'/><category term='tears'/><category term='me you return'/><category term='love bengali tears pain'/><category term='far'/><category term='thought'/><category term='failure'/><category term='remember'/><category term='eternity'/><category term='letgo'/><category term='love'/><category term='bengali poem life'/><title type='text'>My neverland...</title><subtitle type='html'>never could i think of a self
so strong to behold...
could anyone understand me
to love and to hold....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-1662772367996472836</id><published>2011-06-02T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T14:51:22.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Years have passed by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;All the fears, I bid goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Days of the past I try and forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Words from the one I always regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Trying ever harder to make thy understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Just lost my self-confidence in the quick sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Always wanted to get what I deserved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Spreading the ashes of the sentences I've served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Driven into the an abyss never known,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;A superunknown till I trip like a fawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;On my knees the tears shall fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Denied a vague direction in this endless stroll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;This ain't a love ballad I sing thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Nor a poet never meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Stretched to the limit of what I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Now I know I'm&amp;nbsp;living&amp;nbsp;for who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-1662772367996472836?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1662772367996472836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=1662772367996472836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/1662772367996472836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/1662772367996472836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-was-me.html' title='It was Me...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-3131893817179996573</id><published>2011-05-22T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T09:04:07.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As I Die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01AtpDHqL9A/Sx_zez3vjOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/yOhc8VafDJ8/S220/self.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01AtpDHqL9A/Sx_zez3vjOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/yOhc8VafDJ8/S220/self.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How much can I write?&lt;br /&gt;About my depression, alcohol habits&lt;br /&gt;and the sadness I feel&lt;br /&gt;Before I start repeating myself&lt;br /&gt;Or just get bored&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll find out one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I follow patternized life&lt;br /&gt;Go out and come back, prepare dinner,&lt;br /&gt;Study, do some internet&lt;br /&gt;And then go to bed&lt;br /&gt;Not to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Just to pattern heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Whether it’s working still&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are these loud voices&lt;br /&gt;filling in every portion of ears&lt;br /&gt;You are a looser&lt;br /&gt;You lost everything&lt;br /&gt;You were never anything successful in life&lt;br /&gt;A daughter, a friend, a lover, a student,&lt;br /&gt;A professional, an alcoholic, a poet&lt;br /&gt;You don’t even know what the meaning of life is&lt;br /&gt;Look at you. You, a complete failure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.dpsk12.org/manilaImages/poetry/Daddy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://static.dpsk12.org/manilaImages/poetry/Daddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other loud voices telling you&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never last the night without us.&lt;br /&gt;You'll cave at 2 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And be worse off&lt;br /&gt;Than what you are at this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is soft voice saying, what’s the harm?&lt;br /&gt;You don’t miss work&lt;br /&gt;You’re not mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcStGWAmYuiadv99Twkd5eSGG8QcuYp8L9MjYHBocbWxStWSVvRAQRL50std" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcStGWAmYuiadv99Twkd5eSGG8QcuYp8L9MjYHBocbWxStWSVvRAQRL50std" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You tried to put your best&lt;br /&gt;but somehow it didn't worked&lt;br /&gt;You paid your duties&lt;br /&gt;Here I'm and it’s you only&lt;br /&gt;and it’s just a night&lt;br /&gt;When its dark and you're alone&lt;br /&gt;And there is no one else&lt;br /&gt;who'll be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's my own voice&lt;br /&gt;And the others are so dominate now&lt;br /&gt;That I can’t even figure out&lt;br /&gt;What it’s saying anymore or if it even cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I now love the depression&lt;br /&gt;And I love how slowly it kills&lt;br /&gt;And how silent death it is&lt;br /&gt;And I am in love with my depression&lt;br /&gt;And how it is slowly killing me&lt;br /&gt;And what a silent death it is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not that bad actually&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I have always&lt;br /&gt;Thought of how I would like to die&lt;br /&gt;I just never imagined it would come this way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cheers..!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-3131893817179996573?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3131893817179996573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=3131893817179996573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/3131893817179996573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/3131893817179996573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/as-i-die.html' title='As I Die.'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_01AtpDHqL9A/Sx_zez3vjOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/yOhc8VafDJ8/s72-c/self.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-4070163229705968277</id><published>2011-05-22T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T08:52:38.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O' Pain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ah! The woes of heart burn&lt;br /&gt;Eh! Its growl and O! the mourn&lt;br /&gt;Dying daily in thy concern&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Amazed I see! Amazed I see!&lt;br /&gt;How much harsh, you are to me&lt;br /&gt;Alas! For me nothing you feel!&lt;br /&gt;I stay lonely in woes and weal&lt;br /&gt;Here is no zeal, no driving wheal&lt;br /&gt;Only this pain, you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Hark! I bear in thy memory&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jJ7QNDTPcRI/TRzNBdFAciI/AAAAAAAAAeY/8pachz7_W0c/s1600/40313_w1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jJ7QNDTPcRI/TRzNBdFAciI/AAAAAAAAAeY/8pachz7_W0c/s320/40313_w1.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-4070163229705968277?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4070163229705968277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=4070163229705968277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4070163229705968277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4070163229705968277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-pain.html' title='O&apos; Pain!'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jJ7QNDTPcRI/TRzNBdFAciI/AAAAAAAAAeY/8pachz7_W0c/s72-c/40313_w1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-5575879105447434191</id><published>2011-04-28T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T09:35:19.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Friend Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;This particular writing is very personal to me and is dedicated to a friend of mine whom I have so much Faith in, so much Respect and Admiration (Someone who likes to hide in his shell and comes out from it when he's ready ha-ha!) n to all my friends out there whose Faith in someone remains strong even if the person they believe in, no longer believes in themselves. May your Faith in that someone helps them realize even when they no longer have Faith in themselves, even when they no longer believe in themselves... You'll always be there for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear You,&lt;br /&gt;You have always been the kind whose kept to himself, when things are not working out or not the way you wanted it to be, you'd go hiding in your shell, leaving your friends and everyone around you wondering how you are? you would never say a word to anyone and others around you are left questioning themselves if they had done or said something that might have upset you and when you are done with what you needed to do or had taken the time you needed to sort things out, you'd come out of your shell bouncing back to your old self without apologizing or offering explanations. You're always like that and that's Okay. It's just the way your personality is, a lot of people doesn't get to really understand you, but I do. I just knew. I just knew from the patterns, from how you would appear and disappear, I just knew from observing you, I just knew some how.. Lately, you are back hiding in your shell, friends are asking about you, wondering how you are? wondering about the total silence, wondering about your little hide and seek patterns. Today I told a few friends of yours who mentioned about your silent treatment and you disappearing again from the face of the earth and I said " Give it time, it's just the way it is, when he's ready, he will come out of his shell, he will bounce back to his old self. Just be there for him, he needs you guys right now although he may not word it out, it's just the way he is, always kept to himself. Be there for him even if he tries his best to keep away give him space to sort things out on his own but make sure you guys make him aware that you have faith in him as I do.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in YOU, even when at times your world falls apart, you lose faith in things you do, you lose motivations in things around you, you lose touch with the rest of the world and people in it. I still believe in YOU. I know how hard you tried I know how much you tried all your might to get to where you at, sometimes in our life, we lose focus on things that matters, may it be because of new aquaintances, new peers, new people we hang out with, sometimes we do things to ourselves we wouldn't normally do, sometimes in our lives we get lost. And it's Okay.... finding the wisdom and learning a lesson in our mistakes is what matters the most.. But I believe in YOU .. I always do! I know you will come out of it, things will starting to look better.. What you may be going through right now is something you would not want to discuss with anyone, perhaps out of shame? perhaps out of ego? perhaps out of confussions? or being out of focus? And that is OKAY!!! No matter what it is you are going through with phases in your life. I'll be right here ... KEEPIN' THE FAITH IN YOU even at this moment, you may not see that or feel that, I can only wish you would look around and see I am not the only one who cares deeply.. A lot of us do.. Your friends, your families. We all have Faith in YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't comprehend why, but I just knew when you are not being okay, when you are not okay. I just knew.. Times like this is when I needed the most to let you know I have faith in YOU, that I believe in YOU. I guess that's what friends for eh? I have so much Faith in YOU that when you feel you are running out of Hope.. I want you to have some of mine. I believe in YOU so much that when you are starting to not believe in yourself, you can have some of mine. I have so much strenght in me that when you are starting to feel weak, you can have some of mine. I have so much Respect for you that when you are finding yourself lost... My respect for you will not be weakenned and I will respect you more in times of your weakness, I have so much admiration towards you, for the kind of person you are, for the person I know you are not the person others thinks of you, But that person I have seen with beautiful heart, beautiful soul. Because of that My Faith in YOU will remain true from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5162/5261663831_3636967d94.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5162/5261663831_3636967d94.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know, WE are here for you, WE keep believing in YOU, Me, your friends, your buddies. I won't look at you any different, you don't have to be ashamed, you don't have to shy away because even in times of darkness in the corner of your world.. even when you no longer believe in yourself... I will always be here Believing in YOU, having Faith in YOU. YOU ONCE SA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;ID TO ME " YOU GOT YOURSELF A FRIEND HERE" Now it's my turn to say the same ... YOU HAVE A FRIEND HERE WHO ALWAYS HAVE FAITH IN YOU, FOR WHO YOU TRULY ARE, FOR WHAT I KNOW YOU ARE, FOR WHAT THAT BEAUTIFUL SOUL YOU HAD SHOWN ME AND BECAUSE OF THAT... I WILL ALWAYS UNDERSTAND YOU ... You always hide in your shell but please know when ever you are ready to come out from it... "I'm just right here" Always Keeping the Faith, always believing in YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V02e-XEi6mw/TXEYdQ9KijI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hrzbRVzVy6Q/s320/tears+sad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V02e-XEi6mw/TXEYdQ9KijI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hrzbRVzVy6Q/s320/tears+sad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing wrong with being weak sometimes, there is nothing shameful in making mistakes as long as YOU find wisdom and learn from it to grow into a Better Man ... There is nothing wrong with being Fallible, that's what Humans are cut out to be .... Fallible.... Learning from it, finding wisdom in it.... is what makes us Humane ..... 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am in a mirror store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinites reflecting objects surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, not even a single one facing me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see myself......walked some steps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no one facing me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Impatient....still nothing facing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I began to adapt to forget everything in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my Impatience about ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens now.........!!!&lt;br /&gt;The mirrors Surrounding me becomes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cone with its tip just above my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus I came inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw myself in such an inside-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who is this I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or my emptiness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-5211778095464998373?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5211778095464998373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=5211778095464998373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/5211778095464998373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/5211778095464998373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2010/03/mirror-image.html' title='Mirror Image'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-313148688113208198</id><published>2010-01-11T10:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T10:33:44.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Framed ... ~~</title><content type='html'>For ages i just followed your bid;&lt;br /&gt;Doing things for you, though ill at ease.&lt;br /&gt;Heard you say things about whatever I did.&lt;br /&gt;Always seeking approval,always trying to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now no more putting up with the same;&lt;br /&gt;Won't cut down my picture to fit your frame!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! So it is me you are afraid to lose?!&lt;br /&gt;But Folks,when did you ever let me be me?&lt;br /&gt;What you want of me is not what I choose.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me what's right, just let me be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you make the rules,I won't play the game!&lt;br /&gt;Won't cut down my picture to fit your frame!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care a damn what you think, is a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am;This is the way I want to live.&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot keep doing things for your sake,&lt;br /&gt;coz you cannot forget &amp;amp; you cannot forgive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like it this way?!What a shame! &lt;br /&gt;Won't cut down my picture to fit your frame!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't like what I say? Go take a walk!&lt;br /&gt;Will take your din no more,Will drown out the noise.&lt;br /&gt;You said what you had to; it's my turn to talk&lt;br /&gt;Mute for ages,now I have found my voice&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what you call me;I will make a Name,&lt;br /&gt;But won't cut down my picture to fit your frame! ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-313148688113208198?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/313148688113208198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=313148688113208198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Searching for words..&lt;br /&gt;Loss of all senses..&lt;br /&gt;Ripping her apart..&lt;br /&gt;Looks up to see a familiar soul..&lt;br /&gt;Sounds of silence all around..&lt;br /&gt;Closes her Eyes in hope of a haven...&lt;br /&gt;May be an escape into an ignorant bliss&lt;br /&gt;Screams, Visuals, Hazy Creepiness&lt;br /&gt;Everything but peace..&lt;br /&gt;Wants to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Wide Awake, like a ghost..&lt;br /&gt;Eyes fixed heavenwards..&lt;br /&gt;Praying for a Miracle..&lt;br /&gt;But, Prayer.. what Prayer..&lt;br /&gt;There is no God..&lt;br /&gt;Tears run down her cheeks..&lt;br /&gt;No strength to Fight,&lt;br /&gt;No will to rise..&lt;br /&gt;Nobody to hear her plight..&lt;br /&gt;And, so lies the poetess of dark.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeps in dark, wakes up to dark..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-377935840921685266?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-1497074359783905919</id><published>2010-01-11T09:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T09:57:31.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sudden "end"...</title><content type='html'>we met a few times&lt;br /&gt;and made a few memories&lt;br /&gt;but these memories are nothing&lt;br /&gt;but a pack of rubbish worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only he had been better&lt;br /&gt;and also good to me&lt;br /&gt;life might have been different today&lt;br /&gt;for him and for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wanted some fun&lt;br /&gt;i wanted a friend&lt;br /&gt;the difference between the two&lt;br /&gt;brought the sudden end... :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-1497074359783905919?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1497074359783905919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=1497074359783905919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/1497074359783905919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/1497074359783905919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/sudden-end.html' title='The sudden &quot;end&quot;...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-6554050044168523043</id><published>2010-01-11T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T09:51:41.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me you return'/><title type='text'>... To The Other Side...</title><content type='html'>If I were to die today&lt;br /&gt;And there just was no other way&lt;br /&gt;And no place where I could hide&lt;br /&gt;Would you come with me to the other side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death just seems so close to me&lt;br /&gt;Right in front, but I just can't see&lt;br /&gt;My time is up and no more can I bide&lt;br /&gt;Would you come with me to the other side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness is brightest during light&lt;br /&gt;When everything else is out of sight&lt;br /&gt;I just seem to wash away with the tide&lt;br /&gt;Would you come with me to the other side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I left one day and never came back&lt;br /&gt;Know its not because my love for you does lack&lt;br /&gt;If you hear that I have died&lt;br /&gt;Would you come with me to the other side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing when it all might end&lt;br /&gt;My wishes to you right now I send&lt;br /&gt;Know that you name was the last word I cried&lt;br /&gt;Would you come with me to the other side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I leave now never to return&lt;br /&gt;Will you hurt? Will you burn?&lt;br /&gt;And though apart from love, nothing else can I provide&lt;br /&gt;Yet I ask, Would you come with me to the other side?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-6554050044168523043?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6554050044168523043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=6554050044168523043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/6554050044168523043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/6554050044168523043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-other-side.html' title='... To The Other Side...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-5933130534961046238</id><published>2010-01-11T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T08:18:33.911-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>Alone is what we are...</title><content type='html'>Understand from the eternal drops,&lt;br /&gt;Not to cry and shed your tears.&lt;br /&gt;For who has gone and left you was never yours,&lt;br /&gt;For you were alone, since you were born,&lt;br /&gt;And will always be, in the time to come&lt;br /&gt;Before with time apart you are torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those you illusion to be together,&lt;br /&gt;Were never there with you.&lt;br /&gt;For the clouds come and the rain,&lt;br /&gt;And move on ahead until they are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more come along and the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Soaking you in the short lived joy,&lt;br /&gt;Reconstructing you to relief,&lt;br /&gt;Making you fall again and destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life, a comprehension&lt;br /&gt;From where you are to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;To live in peace and joy forever&lt;br /&gt;Its alone from your birth and alone when you end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-5933130534961046238?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5933130534961046238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-8378835722377489337</id><published>2009-12-04T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:31:32.266-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pieces of me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengali poem poetry life girl cry laughter tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>I'll be fine..perhaps...</title><content type='html'>Everything I see&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Everything I feel&lt;br /&gt;Everything so real&lt;br /&gt;So hard I try&lt;br /&gt;These tears not to cry&lt;br /&gt;Yet the fact remains so true&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not meant to be without you&lt;br /&gt;So no matter how many times I say&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be fine", this pain still does find a way&lt;br /&gt;To enter my mind, body and soul&lt;br /&gt;Reminders of how once I was a whole&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of me scattered in the sun&lt;br /&gt;It must be ended, for once it was begun ... &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-8378835722377489337?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8378835722377489337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=8378835722377489337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end'/><title type='text'>My Drenched Dreams ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beleaguered by the demons&lt;br /&gt;Of insurgent desires,&lt;br /&gt;Bemoaning the fate&lt;br /&gt;In a discordant choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dripping from the showers&lt;br /&gt;Of false fabrications&lt;br /&gt;Soaked in the misery&lt;br /&gt;Of ambiguous convictions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drenched Dreams!&lt;br /&gt;My drenched Dreams!&lt;br /&gt;Weary by the wanderings&lt;br /&gt;On long &amp;amp; windy roads&lt;br /&gt;Drained by carrying&lt;br /&gt;The unbearable loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorched by the sun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;qtlend&gt;&lt;/qtlend&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heading the journey’s end&lt;br /&gt;Parched lips yearn,&lt;br /&gt;Eyes thirst the end:&lt;br /&gt;End of the journey&lt;br /&gt;And end of pain&lt;br /&gt;Ending the life&lt;br /&gt;The dreams remain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; 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gloominess of a lost day..&lt;br /&gt;When stumble over ,&lt;br /&gt;the darkness clogged steps,&lt;br /&gt;unable to discern the paths,&lt;br /&gt;while searching,&lt;br /&gt;frantically for density,&lt;br /&gt;inside the emptiness of air,&lt;br /&gt;some times,&lt;br /&gt;silences are the best ropes,&lt;br /&gt;to hang on,&lt;br /&gt;clinging ,&lt;br /&gt;to the roofs of an opaque life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the world of dingy twilights,&lt;br /&gt;where you,me and we become one,&lt;br /&gt;without substance of an identity,&lt;br /&gt;where faces look inanimate,&lt;br /&gt;with shadowy outlines,&lt;br /&gt;and shades of black and white hues,&lt;br /&gt;where contours appear as,&lt;br /&gt;mixture of ridges and furrows ,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Silences are the best pals..&lt;br /&gt;When one is lost,&lt;br /&gt;in tracks with undefined goals,&lt;br /&gt;and waves with unknown depths,&lt;br /&gt;and when time stagnate and clot,&lt;br /&gt;in bluish red veins of horizons,&lt;br /&gt;when threads of hopes,&lt;br /&gt;make tangled knots ,&lt;br /&gt;with dreams,love and pain,&lt;br /&gt;and life fall in the trap of expectations,&lt;br /&gt;trying to escape vainly,&lt;br /&gt;wounded and bleeding&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Silences &lt;qtlend&gt;&lt;/qtlend&gt;are the best friends.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;qtlbar dir="ltr" id="qtlbar" style="-moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 3px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 3px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 3px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 3px; background-color: #ececec; cursor: pointer; display: inline; left: 58px; line-height: 100%; padding: 0pt; text-align: left; top: 969px; z-index: 999;"&gt;&lt;img class="qtl" src="http://www.qtl.co.il/img/copy.png" title="Copy selction" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=silences%20" target="_blank" title="Search With Google"&gt;&lt;img class="qtl" src="http://www.google.com/favicon.ico" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img class="qtl" src="http://www.babylon.com/favicon.ico" 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to the whispers&lt;br /&gt;Of wind passing by.&lt;br /&gt;I hum notes of joy,&lt;br /&gt;For having you close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight ends,&lt;br /&gt;And comes a time,&lt;br /&gt;When I part with you again,&lt;br /&gt;Silently, into the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-4807690893125573284?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4807690893125573284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=4807690893125573284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4807690893125573284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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YOU gave me,&lt;br /&gt;Forever to cherish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forcing you to listen..&lt;br /&gt;not even wanting you..&lt;br /&gt;i am still surviving&lt;br /&gt;n will remain without dieing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may forgive me dear&lt;br /&gt;Your forgiveness on the falling out&lt;br /&gt;That all the more endears,&lt;br /&gt;When we fall out with those we love&lt;br /&gt;And kiss again with tears.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-6825655704036922836?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6825655704036922836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=6825655704036922836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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/&gt;sei adhikar ki nei amar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naki etao tor dustumi...&lt;br /&gt;chere diyeo amake sasti diye jabi..&lt;br /&gt;tobe toke bhalo bashle sasti pabo keno?&lt;br /&gt;tui je oi cheletakeo bhalo bashli?&lt;br /&gt;sasti pabina tar...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagli tor kotha mone kore kadbo na..&lt;br /&gt;na chokh theke jol felina kokhnoi....&lt;br /&gt;pourush bojay rakhte hobe na..&lt;br /&gt;pagli...ekta din dibi,&lt;br /&gt;jedin purshke sorie sudhu-&lt;br /&gt;manusher moto kadbo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jani ar tui kichui dibi na..&lt;br /&gt;aj tor notun golpo suru korar din..&lt;br /&gt;aj tor biye...&lt;br /&gt;tai subho bibaho janalam toke!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-1753999402926386368?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-927444147252239284</id><published>2009-10-25T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:06:43.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bengali poem life'/><title type='text'>Jeebon theke Jeeboney. . .</title><content type='html'>pakhi hoye ure chole somoy.&lt;br /&gt;or ekta ekta paloke,&lt;br /&gt;ekta ekta jibon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nodi hoye boye jay jibon.&lt;br /&gt;or ekta ekta srotey,&lt;br /&gt;ekta ekta khushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taara hoye futey othe khushi.&lt;br /&gt;or bindu bindu aaloy,&lt;br /&gt;bindu bindu dukkho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oshroo hoye jhore pore dukkho.&lt;br /&gt;or fonta fonta jole,&lt;br /&gt;onek khani jibon.. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-927444147252239284?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/927444147252239284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=927444147252239284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/927444147252239284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/927444147252239284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/jeebon-theke-jeeboney.html' title='Jeebon theke Jeeboney. . .'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-963217688171827210</id><published>2009-10-04T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T05:53:40.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>My QUOTES Collection Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;What is this life if full of care; we have no time to stand and stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sit quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Strength lies in differences, not in similarities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Never be afraid to do something new. Remember, amateurs built the ark; professionals built the titanic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;We all have ability. The difference is how we use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We must overcome the notion that we must be regular... it robs you of the chance to be extraordinary and leads you to the mediocre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;You're the only one who can make the difference. Whatever your dream is, go for it. ..but first...go to sleep for a while~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I try to avoid looking forward or backward, and try to keep looking upward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When life knocks you down, try to land on your back. Because if you can look up, you can get up. Let your reason get you back up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When walking through the "valley of shadows," remember, a shadow is cast by a Light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the basis of our splendid failure to do the impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I do not try to dance better than anyone else. I only try to dance better than myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Before everything else; getting ready is the secret of success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Don't find fault. Find a remedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Good, better, best; never let it rest till your good is better and your better is best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-963217688171827210?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/963217688171827210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=963217688171827210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/963217688171827210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/963217688171827210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-this-life-if-full-of-care-we.html' title='My QUOTES Collection Part I'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-892944486788279006</id><published>2009-10-04T05:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T05:27:57.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes Close to my Heart. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-892944486788279006?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/892944486788279006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=892944486788279006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/892944486788279006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/892944486788279006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/quotes-close-to-my-heart.html' title='Quotes Close to my Heart. . .'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-5540480066256303298</id><published>2009-07-10T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:11:43.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remember'/><title type='text'>remember me..just once in a while...</title><content type='html'>today my heart is filled with so many things...so many people involved..so many stories...so many feelings..&lt;br /&gt;recently enough..i am coming across people who have transformed themselves..some for the better...most for the worse...and i nomore see the person i knew. it makes me feel exasperated.. lonely and scared. it worsens when i wake up at 2 am in the night...all sweaty..just out of a nightmare where i see poeple..so many fo them all black and slimy...i can see light but not its source and i find myself enveloping into the mist..bit by bit..fold by fold.&lt;br /&gt;its so strange..how relations change..from good..to better..and then to worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...i feel d best way to teel u wat i feel..i'll be me..:) ...n write u this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember me when i am gone away&lt;br /&gt;gone far away in the silent land&lt;br /&gt;when you can no more hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;nor i half turn to go..yet turning stay..&lt;br /&gt;remember me when no more day by day&lt;br /&gt;you tell me of the future that you care&lt;br /&gt;only remember me..u understand..&lt;br /&gt;it will be too late to counsel then or pray&lt;br /&gt;yet if you should forget me for a while&lt;br /&gt;and afterwards remember..do not grieve&lt;br /&gt;better by far you should forget and smile&lt;br /&gt;than remember me and cry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-5540480066256303298?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5540480066256303298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=5540480066256303298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/5540480066256303298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/5540480066256303298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-mejust-once-in-while.html' title='remember me..just once in a while...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-7607812033864080518</id><published>2009-01-13T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T05:54:14.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S  I FORGIVE YOU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 19px; line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;I'm sorry for what I did to you&lt;br /&gt;All I said, it wasn't true&lt;br /&gt;I crushed you and you never deserved&lt;br /&gt;What it was that you heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the first one I fell for&lt;br /&gt;I loved you then, but there is more&lt;br /&gt;YOU understood me&lt;br /&gt;Through that time&lt;br /&gt;But when I broke your heart you lied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me it was all pretend&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning to the end&lt;br /&gt;But I knew it wasn't true&lt;br /&gt;Because, I knew the REAL you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me, you were misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;I planned to tell you, but before I could&lt;br /&gt;You disapeared, you moved away&lt;br /&gt;And still, to this very day&lt;br /&gt;I dream on meeting you again&lt;br /&gt;One more time so I can say&lt;br /&gt;Just three words, only three&lt;br /&gt;Words that will set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing very complicted&lt;br /&gt;Now here they are&lt;br /&gt;Plainly stated&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know, no matter what we've been through&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know.............&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-7607812033864080518?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7607812033864080518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=7607812033864080518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/7607812033864080518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/7607812033864080518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/ps-i-forgive-you.html' title='P.S  I FORGIVE YOU...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-4263352239780808564</id><published>2008-10-18T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:56:48.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loved one...</title><content type='html'>funny thy emotions be&lt;br /&gt;funny sound the words u said&lt;br /&gt;funny be thy better half&lt;br /&gt;swear on her to what i say:&lt;br /&gt;if you get another one&lt;br /&gt;will she be your loved one&lt;br /&gt;will not memories sublime&lt;br /&gt;will u remember the chime?&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you many ways&lt;br /&gt;to become her loved grace.&lt;br /&gt;but will then your loving be&lt;br /&gt;better than will ever be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-4263352239780808564?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4263352239780808564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=4263352239780808564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4263352239780808564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4263352239780808564'/><link 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this life cause so more tears.&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you, but look what you did.&lt;br /&gt;Now somebody tells me what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you so lot, but that was in wane.&lt;br /&gt;Because all what you gave me, was so more pain.&lt;br /&gt;I opened my heart to you and then I saw something new.&lt;br /&gt;That painful thing was your soul.&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect heart was totally could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me why nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;Why this life cause so more tears.&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you, but look what you did.&lt;br /&gt;Now somebody tells me what I need.&lt;br /&gt;Why being with you means sou many tears!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-8501009277995148278?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-1028713710636633743</id><published>2008-10-18T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:19:57.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death breath fate  express try write dull sorrow lifeless'/><title type='text'>Ritual of Death...</title><content type='html'>Amidst the never-ending greens&lt;br /&gt;Stands a dull dry tree&lt;br /&gt;Life-less and leaf-less&lt;br /&gt;Full of sorrow is he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue above him&lt;br /&gt;Overlooked and took pity&lt;br /&gt;And busied himself&lt;br /&gt;To write this ditty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words did he find&lt;br /&gt;To express his state&lt;br /&gt;Wondered he a lot&lt;br /&gt;Whats written in his fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what he can write&lt;br /&gt;For this symbol of death&lt;br /&gt;Shedding away life&lt;br /&gt;With his every breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he gave it away&lt;br /&gt;For me to try a write&lt;br /&gt;'Ritual of Death'&lt;br /&gt;I labeled this sight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-1028713710636633743?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1028713710636633743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=1028713710636633743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/1028713710636633743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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food...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It soaks my night in sweat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and breaks my days in pain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No hand or drug can treat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these limbs for love or gain..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love, was the first strange cause&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that bred grief in its seed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And gain knew its own laws&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to fix its place and breed..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He whom i love, thank God&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;won't speak hope or cure&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It would not do me good&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he sees that; i am sure..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He knows what i have read&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and will not bring me lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He sees that i am dead&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i read it in his eyes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How am i to go on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how will i bear this taste...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My throat cased in white spawn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;these hands that shake and waste..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stay by my steel ward bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and hold me where i lay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you'll love me when i'm dead..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And not let me die....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;      IN YOUR MEMORIES....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-4972210923615103196?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4972210923615103196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=4972210923615103196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4972210923615103196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4972210923615103196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-your-memories.html' title='IN YOUR MEMORIES...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-7174334293984856135</id><published>2008-05-25T01:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:41:00.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>m doomed!</title><content type='html'>things have seemed quite unstable ever since results have come ...&lt;br /&gt;feels quirky at times how one result can change the destiny and the profile of a person...&lt;br /&gt;5yrs back being a 70%scorer was a boast able experience...but today thanks to the unprecedented competition that has followed has made such a huge impact that now a 80% means to have a terrible score&lt;br /&gt;i can only imagine what it must have been for those scoring nething below that score..&lt;br /&gt;have  heart people&lt;br /&gt;i mean even ashok ganguly wouldn t have scored a 90..damn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;he suxx n so does his strategies!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-7174334293984856135?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7174334293984856135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-7197320463120987274</id><published>2008-05-25T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T02:05:37.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday..2.32pm</title><content type='html'>well&lt;br /&gt;its been a boring Sunday morning..its 2.26pm right now...&lt;br /&gt;well..dunno what i wanna write down today but it seems like a new realisation...about my life my people..&lt;br /&gt;which brings em to my boards results...&lt;br /&gt;i know it wasn't that good...&lt;br /&gt;could have done so much well..&lt;br /&gt;but that's the point..its been done already and it cannot be turned down n changed..&lt;br /&gt;people have been calling up n down as if am dead or something..&lt;br /&gt;i mean its so funny...&lt;br /&gt;hoe much can a boards result matter...&lt;br /&gt;n d reactions r even more erratic in nature..!&lt;br /&gt;everyone grumbled dat i got 74 in eng no1 appreciated d fact that i got a 96 in pol.sc....&lt;br /&gt;which was like really tough...&lt;br /&gt;coz..i am supposed to bring in my 90s just coz m dis so called street smart English speaking bitch or something...&lt;br /&gt;its really funny...&lt;br /&gt;i know i deserve more...n m trying my best to get it re-evaluated but that's like a different [point altogether...&lt;br /&gt;people have presented such perceptions about me that makes me shiver utmost down my spine..&lt;br /&gt;come on guys..&lt;br /&gt;gimme a chance!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-7197320463120987274?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7197320463120987274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=7197320463120987274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/7197320463120987274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/7197320463120987274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday232pm.html' title='sunday..2.32pm'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-2109107763560438574</id><published>2008-05-22T04:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T04:09:35.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do u remember...</title><content type='html'>Don’t let your past bring you down,&lt;br /&gt; don’t let it bring a frown,&lt;br /&gt;live in the present,&lt;br /&gt;live life to the fullest,&lt;br /&gt;don’t let anyone tell you wrong ,&lt;br /&gt; live it on your own terms,&lt;br /&gt; at your own pace,&lt;br /&gt; because as soon as you know it ,&lt;br /&gt; it will pass before your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the times we laughed,&lt;br /&gt;the times we cried,&lt;br /&gt;the times tried to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;or even the times we had said hello.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember those smiles&lt;br /&gt; that came on your face,&lt;br /&gt;a giggle which made a world a difference,&lt;br /&gt;a tear that made me a whole lot depressed,&lt;br /&gt;do you remember the times&lt;br /&gt;we fought over the pointless arguments that we got to,&lt;br /&gt;over the jealousy that we held,&lt;br /&gt;over the frustration that needed to be let out...&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget those times we had,&lt;br /&gt;even through the bad and good,&lt;br /&gt;we made it through. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-2109107763560438574?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2109107763560438574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=2109107763560438574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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still have feelings for you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's true.&lt;br /&gt;All wounds heal in time.&lt;br /&gt;But not mine.&lt;br /&gt; I'm falling for you,&lt;br /&gt;and while my heart says go;&lt;br /&gt; My brain says no.&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;If I may still love you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep living this lie!&lt;br /&gt;And I can't just say goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;Life is rough.&lt;br /&gt; And love is tough.&lt;br /&gt;So we better get use to it now,&lt;br /&gt;but how?&lt;br /&gt;God must be really clever.&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to be with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;But I've done so much wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And this isn't like a love song;&lt;br /&gt; Where there is always a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;But for you I am always bending.&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy and rage seem to be locked away in a cage.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe you have changed.&lt;br /&gt;But are your feelings rearranged?&lt;br /&gt;Even so; I can't let go.&lt;br /&gt; So I will be holding on for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;If that's what it takes to bring you back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-9069341691553019786?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9069341691553019786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=9069341691553019786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/9069341691553019786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/9069341691553019786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-feelings-for-u.html' title='my feelings for u...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-8069266971733625594</id><published>2008-05-22T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T04:02:30.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love apart heart feelings'/><title type='text'>me..my love</title><content type='html'>My feelings mean nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;They will be lost as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say what I feel&lt;br /&gt; But I know&lt;br /&gt;I can’t hide from these feelings all the time.&lt;br /&gt; It’s hard to say I miss you&lt;br /&gt;But you burnt a hole right through my heart&lt;br /&gt;N I never thought you'd make me break me,&lt;br /&gt; You’re breaking apart this love in my heart,&lt;br /&gt; I wish I could rewind everything back to the start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-8069266971733625594?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8069266971733625594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=8069266971733625594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/8069266971733625594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/8069266971733625594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2008/05/memy-love.html' title='me..my love'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-2734485824928103276</id><published>2008-03-29T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T08:01:14.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my best poem!!!!!--stone by stone..</title><content type='html'>Stone by Stone&lt;br /&gt;I have a wall you cannot see&lt;br /&gt;Because it's deep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;It blocks my heart on every side&lt;br /&gt;And helps emotions there to hide&lt;br /&gt;You can't reach in&lt;br /&gt;I can't reach out&lt;br /&gt;You wonder what it's all about&lt;br /&gt;The wall I built that you can't see&lt;br /&gt;Results from insecurity&lt;br /&gt;Each time my tender heart was hurt&lt;br /&gt;The scars within grew worse and worse&lt;br /&gt;So stone by stoneI built a wall&lt;br /&gt;That's now so thick it will not fall&lt;br /&gt;Please understand that its not you&lt;br /&gt;Continue trying to break through&lt;br /&gt;I want show much to show myself&lt;br /&gt;And love from you will really help&lt;br /&gt;So bit by bitChip at my wall&lt;br /&gt;Til stone by stone, it starts to fall&lt;br /&gt;Iknow the process will be slow&lt;br /&gt;It's never easy to let go&lt;br /&gt;Of hurts and failures long in grounded&lt;br /&gt;Upon ones heart from years of pain&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid&lt;br /&gt;To let you in&lt;br /&gt;I know I might get hurt again&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard to break the wall&lt;br /&gt;But I seem to get nowhere at all&lt;br /&gt;For stone upon each stone ive attacked&lt;br /&gt;And left between them not a crack&lt;br /&gt;The only way&lt;br /&gt;To make it fall is in imperfections in the wall&lt;br /&gt;I did the best I could to build&lt;br /&gt;A perfect wall but there are still&lt;br /&gt;A few small flaws which are the key&lt;br /&gt;To breaking through the wall to me&lt;br /&gt;Please use each flaw&lt;br /&gt;To cause a crack&lt;br /&gt;To knock a stone off of the stack&lt;br /&gt;For just as stone by stone was laid&lt;br /&gt;With every hurt and every pain&lt;br /&gt;So stone by stone the wall will break&lt;br /&gt;As love replaces every ache&lt;br /&gt;Please be the one who cares enough&lt;br /&gt;To find the flaws no matter what. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-2734485824928103276?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-1020968468240012192</id><published>2008-03-13T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T04:38:29.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words hate luck melody spirit world'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The beginning and the end,&lt;br /&gt;Of my life and its height,&lt;br /&gt;My love and fright,&lt;br /&gt;Of loss and failure,&lt;br /&gt;Compares none whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;To the miracle never occured,&lt;br /&gt;The tale never told,&lt;br /&gt;The truth never spoken,&lt;br /&gt;Of what lied deep in my fate!&lt;br /&gt;The rise and fall,&lt;br /&gt;Of my emotions and agony,&lt;br /&gt;MY spirit and melody,&lt;br /&gt;Of my hate and luck,&lt;br /&gt;Proved no love,&lt;br /&gt;Never spoke the words,&lt;br /&gt;Never flew the sparks,&lt;br /&gt;Long dead for my small world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-1020968468240012192?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1020968468240012192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=1020968468240012192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/1020968468240012192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/1020968468240012192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/beginning-and-end-of-my-life-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-8267393815487832586</id><published>2008-03-13T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T04:36:31.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='far'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oblivion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letgo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>in oblivion...</title><content type='html'>Left undone is the solemn pledge,&lt;br /&gt;To see myself with you, wither with time.&lt;br /&gt;And live one day,&lt;br /&gt;the dreams that we wove,&lt;br /&gt;With your hands in mine.&lt;br /&gt;Left undone, is my home&lt;br /&gt;Even before it lived its first breath,&lt;br /&gt;To stand under this blue sky,&lt;br /&gt;With a solitary mortal to survive&lt;br /&gt;Left undone is me, to stand alone&lt;br /&gt;And live this life in parallel,&lt;br /&gt;Yet being far from you,&lt;br /&gt;for a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;When you let go of my hand,&lt;br /&gt;into oblivion....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-8267393815487832586?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-6240141029690883119</id><published>2008-03-11T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T00:46:55.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alone....</title><content type='html'>Alone underneath the midnight sky&lt;br /&gt;I lift my face to the stars&lt;br /&gt;And imagine each one a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Sent from you to taste my lips&lt;br /&gt;Alone underneath the midnight sky&lt;br /&gt;I lift my hands toward the moon&lt;br /&gt;And imagine its light as heat&lt;br /&gt;Sent from you to keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;Alone underneath the midnight sky&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes to feel the wind&lt;br /&gt;and imagine its gentle touch&lt;br /&gt;Sent from you to caress my body&lt;br /&gt;Alone underneath the midnight sky&lt;br /&gt;I feel your arms wrapped around me&lt;br /&gt;And imagine a whisper in the silence&lt;br /&gt;Sent from you to tell me I’m not alone&lt;br /&gt;though..its a lie....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-6240141029690883119?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6240141029690883119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=6240141029690883119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/6240141029690883119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/6240141029690883119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/alone.html' title='alone....'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-7765516299208310257</id><published>2008-03-09T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:52:48.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a poem for u....</title><content type='html'>I write a poem ... for you today... to get a place...&lt;br /&gt;in your heart ...&lt;br /&gt;for ever...&lt;br /&gt;A poem ...&lt;br /&gt;that could tell you ...&lt;br /&gt;my love for you...&lt;br /&gt;I write my poem ...&lt;br /&gt;with emotion and affection...for you ...&lt;br /&gt;to understand ...&lt;br /&gt;my deep thoughts ...&lt;br /&gt;for you ...&lt;br /&gt;A poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to love ...&lt;br /&gt;and a poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to understand ...&lt;br /&gt;its soul...&lt;br /&gt;A poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to enjoy ...&lt;br /&gt;and a poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to understand ...&lt;br /&gt;its happiness ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to think ...&lt;br /&gt;and a poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to understand ...&lt;br /&gt;its way of life ...&lt;br /&gt;A poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to learn ...&lt;br /&gt;and a poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to understand ...&lt;br /&gt;its content...&lt;br /&gt;A poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to sing ...&lt;br /&gt;and a poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to understand ...&lt;br /&gt;its melody ...&lt;br /&gt;A poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to cry ...&lt;br /&gt;and a poem ...&lt;br /&gt;to understand ...&lt;br /&gt;its sorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are poems ...&lt;br /&gt;I have written ...&lt;br /&gt;but this is specially for you ...The poem ...&lt;br /&gt;could tell you ...&lt;br /&gt;how important you are ...&lt;br /&gt;for me ...There are words ...&lt;br /&gt;comes out freely ...&lt;br /&gt;from my mind ...&lt;br /&gt;to write poem ...&lt;br /&gt;but there are ...&lt;br /&gt;no words ...&lt;br /&gt;to find my love ...&lt;br /&gt;for you...&lt;br /&gt;Those words ...&lt;br /&gt;can not missed ...&lt;br /&gt;as I miss ...&lt;br /&gt;your love today...&lt;br /&gt;Let me ...&lt;br /&gt;have all those words ...&lt;br /&gt;put in to my heart ...&lt;br /&gt;and say ...&lt;br /&gt;I love ...&lt;br /&gt;to write ...&lt;br /&gt;a love poem ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-7765516299208310257?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7765516299208310257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=7765516299208310257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/7765516299208310257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/7765516299208310257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2008/03/poem-for-u.html' title='a poem for u....'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-5815270244548213957</id><published>2008-02-22T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:19:21.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to love u more.....</title><content type='html'>To Love You More...&lt;br /&gt;Take me back ...&lt;br /&gt;in the arms i love...Need me ...&lt;br /&gt;like you did before...Touch me ...&lt;br /&gt;once again...&lt;br /&gt;And remember ...&lt;br /&gt;when...There was ...&lt;br /&gt;no one ...&lt;br /&gt;that you wanted ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-5815270244548213957?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-2336667667820527639</id><published>2008-02-14T00:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:36:08.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life...</title><content type='html'>If there is a future there is time for mending-&lt;br /&gt;Time to see your troubles coming to an ending.&lt;br /&gt;Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow-&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping-&lt;br /&gt;When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping.&lt;br /&gt;Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling-&lt;br /&gt;If there is time for praying there is time for healing.&lt;br /&gt;So if through your window there is a new day breaking-&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching,&lt;br /&gt;If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning-&lt;br /&gt;There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-2336667667820527639?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2336667667820527639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=2336667667820527639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/2336667667820527639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/2336667667820527639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-there-is-future-there-is-time-for.html' title='life...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-1070932410529790333</id><published>2007-10-26T02:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:59:00.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much to do....</title><content type='html'>So much to do...&lt;br /&gt;So much to learn and&lt;br /&gt;So much to see…&lt;br /&gt;So much to touch and&lt;br /&gt;So much to feel…&lt;br /&gt;So much to dream&lt;br /&gt;and So much to try…&lt;br /&gt;So many beauties to regard and&lt;br /&gt;So many times to sigh…&lt;br /&gt;So much to listen and&lt;br /&gt;So much to hear…&lt;br /&gt;So many lives to touch and&lt;br /&gt;So many lives to make dear…&lt;br /&gt;So much to give and&lt;br /&gt;So much to share…&lt;br /&gt;So much to achieve and&lt;br /&gt;So many challenges to dare…&lt;br /&gt;So much love to confer and&lt;br /&gt;So much time to provide…&lt;br /&gt;So many failures to accept and&lt;br /&gt;So many setbacks to be taken in stride…&lt;br /&gt;So many souls to blossom and&lt;br /&gt;So many hearts to bloom…&lt;br /&gt;So much to do…&lt;br /&gt;Before I rest in my tomb…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-1070932410529790333?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1070932410529790333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-477542335397300146</id><published>2007-10-26T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:52:30.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKE ME TO A DREAM....</title><content type='html'>Take me to a dream&lt;br /&gt;That I never dreamed of,&lt;br /&gt;To a place so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;That we can stay for eternity,&lt;br /&gt;A dream that seems to be&lt;br /&gt;More real than real life&lt;br /&gt;A dream of no problems or worries.&lt;br /&gt;Take me to a dream&lt;br /&gt;A place for just the two of us,&lt;br /&gt;Where we can express our innermost thoughts,&lt;br /&gt; feelings, and emotions,&lt;br /&gt;To a beautiful land where nobody&lt;br /&gt;Is there but just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;Take me to a dream&lt;br /&gt;A dream where I can have fun,&lt;br /&gt;Where I am not being fused or abused at&lt;br /&gt;Controlled or being yelled at,&lt;br /&gt;To a beautiful place that I can lay at&lt;br /&gt;In peace where I can think at,&lt;br /&gt;Where I will have no worries&lt;br /&gt;and do nothing but dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-477542335397300146?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/477542335397300146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=477542335397300146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/477542335397300146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&amp;amp; all the blood i've shed..&lt;br /&gt;Go on hurt me,kill me..&lt;br /&gt;let death be my eternal bed !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=1805798628301124671"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u wait for someone&lt;br /&gt;for few mins its consideration,&lt;br /&gt;for few hours its trust,&lt;br /&gt;for few years its friendship&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when you wait even&lt;br /&gt;when you know he wont be back... its love !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going crazy...&lt;br /&gt;im going insane..&lt;br /&gt;i'd really kill myself&lt;br /&gt;if only to stop this pain !&lt;br /&gt;i'll cut my wrist deep&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then let you go,&lt;br /&gt;im hurting inside&lt;br /&gt;more than you'll ever know !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-9058381057948224631?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-2048310978648103709</id><published>2007-10-03T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T04:42:53.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DARE TO BE...</title><content type='html'>When a new day begins,&lt;br /&gt;dare to smile gratefully.&lt;br /&gt;When there is darkness,&lt;br /&gt;dare to be the first to shine a light.&lt;br /&gt;When there is injustice,&lt;br /&gt;dare to be the first to condemn it.&lt;br /&gt;When something seems difficult,&lt;br /&gt;dare to do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;When life seems to beat you down,&lt;br /&gt;dare to fight back.&lt;br /&gt;When there seems to be no hope,&lt;br /&gt;dare to find some.&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling tired,&lt;br /&gt;dare to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;When times are tough,&lt;br /&gt;dare to be tougher.&lt;br /&gt;When love hurts you,&lt;br /&gt;dare to love again.&lt;br /&gt;When someone is hurting,&lt;br /&gt;dare to help them heal.&lt;br /&gt;When another is lost,&lt;br /&gt;dare to help them find the way.&lt;br /&gt;When a friend falls,&lt;br /&gt;dare to be the first to extend a hand.&lt;br /&gt;When you cross paths with another,&lt;br /&gt;dare to make them smile.&lt;br /&gt;When you feel great,&lt;br /&gt;dare to help someone else feel great too.&lt;br /&gt;When the day has ended,&lt;br /&gt;dare to feel as you've done your best.&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be the best you can&lt;br /&gt;-At all times, Dare to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-2048310978648103709?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2048310978648103709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=2048310978648103709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/2048310978648103709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/2048310978648103709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/dare-to-be.html' title='DARE TO BE...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-1747740752693120959</id><published>2007-10-01T03:28:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:57:46.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TELL ME...</title><content type='html'>Tell me your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your reality.&lt;br /&gt;Share with me your imagination,&lt;br /&gt;and the extent of your morality.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me…how high are you willing&lt;br /&gt;to go to find success.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me…how deep&lt;br /&gt;will you go to find THE peace.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me…will you make others cry&lt;br /&gt;to keep your own self happy?&lt;br /&gt;Or will you give up on your happiness&lt;br /&gt;to see others smile?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me…do you believe in God&lt;br /&gt;and his divinity?&lt;br /&gt;Or will you sell your soul&lt;br /&gt;to the devil without even a moment’s hesitancy?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me…will you stand by your convictions&lt;br /&gt;like the mountains high?&lt;br /&gt;Or you are so fickle that no matter&lt;br /&gt;which direction the wind goes, you will fly?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me...Are you game for love just for the&lt;br /&gt;sheer joy of loving?&lt;br /&gt;Or for you love has lost its chastity&lt;br /&gt;and it's glorious meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me...All this, for I will be&lt;br /&gt; glad if with me you share.&lt;br /&gt;I can be your friend,&lt;br /&gt;so without any fear you can lay your heart bare.&lt;br /&gt;I can be your God.&lt;br /&gt;Or I can be your Satan.&lt;br /&gt;I can make your life a lush meadow.&lt;br /&gt;Or like a desert- empty and barren.&lt;br /&gt;I can introduce you to your destiny&lt;br /&gt;or I can acquaint you with your doom.&lt;br /&gt;I can show you what is happiness all about.&lt;br /&gt;Or i can fill your life with misery and gloom.&lt;br /&gt;I can help you open your wings and fly high.&lt;br /&gt;Or I can tie you down till you die.&lt;br /&gt;I am noone else but&lt;br /&gt;who you see in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;My image can make you feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Or that manifestation can make you shiver.&lt;br /&gt;I am but a reflectionthat you see.&lt;br /&gt;Whichever path you want to tread on (good or bad)&lt;br /&gt;I will gladly follow thee.&lt;br /&gt;I am you.And you are I.&lt;br /&gt;Though I might be your conscience.&lt;br /&gt;But, I am only a voice of thy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-1747740752693120959?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1747740752693120959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=1747740752693120959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/1747740752693120959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/1747740752693120959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/tell-me.html' title='TELL ME...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-3273297003741987892</id><published>2007-10-01T03:28:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:53:49.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I STILL LOVE YOU...</title><content type='html'>It’s been such a long time&lt;br /&gt;since we parted ways.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't talk&lt;br /&gt;and didn't meet.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to get on&lt;br /&gt;with our lives in our own ways&lt;br /&gt;And then we saw&lt;br /&gt;each other across a crowded room.&lt;br /&gt;And I realized to my surprise&lt;br /&gt;that I still felt the same.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at you&lt;br /&gt;you looked at me&lt;br /&gt;and the world faded into oblivity.&lt;br /&gt;You asked for my hand,&lt;br /&gt;and I gave you mine.&lt;br /&gt;When our fingers touched&lt;br /&gt;the time stopped for an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;We sat like that for I don't know how long.&lt;br /&gt;All I knew was my heart was content&lt;br /&gt;and my soul was humming a happy song.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted nothing more&lt;br /&gt;than to hold you in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;But didn't want to ask&lt;br /&gt;for I wasn't willing to take another chance.&lt;br /&gt;Then you asked if I still loved you,&lt;br /&gt;and I thought my heart,&lt;br /&gt;a beat, will miss.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't decide whether to hold on to my sanity,&lt;br /&gt;or fall again into this heart breaking bliss?&lt;br /&gt;And I said yes,'cos that was the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I could no more to myself lie.&lt;br /&gt;I never did stop loving you...&lt;br /&gt;even after I said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Gingerly I held your hand&lt;br /&gt;wondering if it would be like before.&lt;br /&gt;The same love, the same serenity?&lt;br /&gt;The same blessedness as before?&lt;br /&gt;But it was like time had stood still&lt;br /&gt;Nor time and neither the distance&lt;br /&gt;Could change the way I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Was it serendipity or the universe's will?&lt;br /&gt;That we were holding each other again?&lt;br /&gt;But will someone tell me~&lt;br /&gt;If what we have is meant to end&lt;br /&gt;Than why does...such moments to us...&lt;br /&gt;The destiny lends? ? ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-3273297003741987892?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3273297003741987892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=3273297003741987892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/3273297003741987892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/3273297003741987892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-still-love-you.html' title='I STILL LOVE YOU...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-8311352062812926265</id><published>2007-10-01T03:28:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:50:37.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only I will know how I was hurt&lt;br /&gt;by the Relationship of HEARTS...&lt;br /&gt;All those broken dreams,&lt;br /&gt;coverd by sadness of my heart..&lt;br /&gt; with happines dead,&lt;br /&gt;and EVEN the world has stopped ,&lt;br /&gt;for it is coverd only by your thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;for i dont know y i still love,&lt;br /&gt;even after love has broken my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Even though u left me&lt;br /&gt;, y i  cry, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Every tear fallin&lt;br /&gt;Has its own story to tell ..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know y i still love you&lt;br /&gt;but i do still ..&lt;br /&gt;Love Me Or Leave Me&lt;br /&gt; i dont care,&lt;br /&gt;but noboby can love u&lt;br /&gt;like i can..&lt;br /&gt;Life without u wasnt a life..&lt;br /&gt;life without u wont be a life&lt;br /&gt;There was only a small difference&lt;br /&gt;between u and me&lt;br /&gt;i wanted u&lt;br /&gt;and u wanted&lt;br /&gt;the whole world........&lt;br /&gt;not me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-8311352062812926265?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-2232838104998246188</id><published>2007-10-01T03:28:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:48:41.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EACH TIME..I DIE....</title><content type='html'>Every time I die&lt;br /&gt;You’re the reason why&lt;br /&gt;I closed the door and cried blood&lt;br /&gt;Yet you couldn’t see the flood&lt;br /&gt;You know that I loved you&lt;br /&gt;Yet I can’t see you coming through&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for the light of the morning&lt;br /&gt;When I’ll come out of this mourning&lt;br /&gt;As of now you’re not here&lt;br /&gt;But your voice I can still hear&lt;br /&gt;Without telling you I love you&lt;br /&gt;So that my days aren’t blue&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know that whether it’s a happy or sad thought&lt;br /&gt;Because with my heart I just fought&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure whether you exist or not&lt;br /&gt;Or may be you are just hiding at some spot&lt;br /&gt;At times I feel I’m going crazy&lt;br /&gt;You don’t come to me or you’re just too lazy&lt;br /&gt;You know what I’m fed up!!!&lt;br /&gt;Either talk to me or just shut up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-2232838104998246188?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2232838104998246188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=2232838104998246188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/2232838104998246188'/><link rel='self' 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gives me the space i craved for&lt;br /&gt;during the day,&lt;br /&gt;it lets me be myself no matter&lt;br /&gt;what, others have to say.&lt;br /&gt;The night sky, calm and&lt;br /&gt;dotted with stars,the moon,&lt;br /&gt; the leader&lt;br /&gt;of this fleet of stars.&lt;br /&gt;This entire fleet,eyes down on me,&lt;br /&gt;seem like a guardian&lt;br /&gt;watching over me.&lt;br /&gt;Whilst walking in the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;i gently feel,the sound of silence&lt;br /&gt;in the purest breeze.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way the wind,&lt;br /&gt;dances along,caressing my soul&lt;br /&gt;as i walk along.&lt;br /&gt;So, alone i walk,in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;when i can’t see,too far beyond.&lt;br /&gt;Alone i walk&lt;br /&gt;in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;when the world retires&lt;br /&gt;to that place called dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;so noone sees my heart’s suffering.&lt;br /&gt;I fight this pain,&lt;br /&gt;as i walk along,&lt;br /&gt;just the stars in the dark&lt;br /&gt;for company. ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-4903412112754713092?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4903412112754713092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=4903412112754713092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4903412112754713092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4903412112754713092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-dark.html' title='IN THE DARK'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-3974239981136289572</id><published>2007-10-01T03:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:44:33.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dawn..to dusk...</title><content type='html'>Together we started walking&lt;br /&gt;on this life’s course.&lt;br /&gt;You pushed me on,my guide,&lt;br /&gt; my driving force.&lt;br /&gt;You made me find my smile&lt;br /&gt;when my heart was melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;You made me see the purity&lt;br /&gt;in a world that was unholy.&lt;br /&gt;When I was too scared to dream&lt;br /&gt;you gave me the confidence.&lt;br /&gt;You made me love my true self&lt;br /&gt;and helped me shed my pretence.&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted to cry&lt;br /&gt;you were there with your shoulder to lend.&lt;br /&gt;You have been the anchor in my life.&lt;br /&gt;My philosopher, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;And walking together hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know when I crossed the line.&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, without any design.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am aware of how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Do I tell you of my serendipity?&lt;br /&gt;Or do I go on quietly loving you?&lt;br /&gt;I will leave it up to you to discern~&lt;br /&gt;Why I am aglow when you enter the room.&lt;br /&gt;Why, when you near,&lt;br /&gt;everything I am, bursts into a bloom.&lt;br /&gt;I will let you see for yourself&lt;br /&gt;how you have changed me.&lt;br /&gt;How though I existed till now,&lt;br /&gt;your love has made me live completely.&lt;br /&gt;How your presence makes me absolute,&lt;br /&gt;how your nearness makes me whole.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how long&lt;br /&gt;you take to see my love,&lt;br /&gt;you will always have&lt;br /&gt;The undying devotion of this soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-3974239981136289572?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3974239981136289572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=3974239981136289572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/3974239981136289572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/3974239981136289572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/dawnto-dusk.html' title='dawn..to dusk...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-2413035242844445925</id><published>2007-10-01T03:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:38:22.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRYING OUT TO THE MOON...</title><content type='html'>Crying out to Moon&lt;br /&gt;The still breeze, is at times&lt;br /&gt;just enough to pluck off dry leaves&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. dried they were&lt;br /&gt;of the unseen tears&lt;br /&gt;which just plucked out on and on&lt;br /&gt;There was a deafening hum&lt;br /&gt;The most bleak ever sung&lt;br /&gt;Yet inaudible and unheard...&lt;br /&gt;All is game within the mind&lt;br /&gt;Counting over that mute babel&lt;br /&gt;He sat there -Crying out to Moon.&lt;br /&gt;Shining spirals, moving darkness&lt;br /&gt;Touched by Untouched&lt;br /&gt;Something choked,&lt;br /&gt;andIt was the end, end to end&lt;br /&gt;for beginning a new beginning....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-2413035242844445925?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2413035242844445925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=2413035242844445925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/2413035242844445925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/2413035242844445925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/crying-out-to-moon.html' title='CRYING OUT TO THE MOON...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-68542185547850300</id><published>2007-10-01T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:35:49.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNTITLED AS YET...</title><content type='html'>Sitting in a crowded room.&lt;br /&gt;With people blithely moving about,&lt;br /&gt;soft music in the background,&lt;br /&gt;I watch children&lt;br /&gt;gleefully scream and shout.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle breeze rustling the curtains,&lt;br /&gt;sunbeam creeping inside&lt;br /&gt;through the windowpane.&lt;br /&gt;All the settings in place&lt;br /&gt;for a wonderful and relaxed meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Then why&lt;br /&gt;do I feel this disquietude,&lt;br /&gt;why do all the emotions&lt;br /&gt;come back from&lt;br /&gt;which I am fleeing.&lt;br /&gt;One look at you&lt;br /&gt;and my time stands still,&lt;br /&gt;yet every moment&lt;br /&gt;seems to be fleeting.&lt;br /&gt;I look at thee,&lt;br /&gt;and the whole surroundings&lt;br /&gt;are filled with splendour.&lt;br /&gt;Music in the background,&lt;br /&gt;tinkling of china,&lt;br /&gt;friendly chatter,&lt;br /&gt;kids laughter...&lt;br /&gt;all fade into a distant murmur,&lt;br /&gt;till I hear nothing&lt;br /&gt;but the beating of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;The world around&lt;br /&gt;fades into oblivion,&lt;br /&gt;and there is just you...&lt;br /&gt;so near yet oceans apart.&lt;br /&gt;We look at each other&lt;br /&gt;and our eyes lock.&lt;br /&gt;I look away feeling dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;Is my confusion destined,&lt;br /&gt;or is it merely self-brought?&lt;br /&gt;I steal a look at you&lt;br /&gt;and I search deep within.&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to find answers&lt;br /&gt;to the questions&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;Desperately trying to hide the feelings&lt;br /&gt;that I am not yet ready to show.&lt;br /&gt;Surreptitiously I gaze at you,&lt;br /&gt;hoping noone will discern.&lt;br /&gt;I sway with the breeze&lt;br /&gt;and breathe in your scent.&lt;br /&gt;Will that whiff appease the ache,&lt;br /&gt;or will it give way to a new torment?&lt;br /&gt;You look at me and smile,&lt;br /&gt;and I start acting nonchalant.&lt;br /&gt;But is it really me?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I putting on pretence?&lt;br /&gt;If it's love that I sense,&lt;br /&gt;than why do I feel this reluctance?&lt;br /&gt;Is it that I am scared&lt;br /&gt;that the love without&lt;br /&gt;will not be the same&lt;br /&gt;as it felt within?&lt;br /&gt;If I give in to it-&lt;br /&gt;will it become my catharsis?&lt;br /&gt;Or will it become my cardinal sin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-68542185547850300?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-4533001082887479525</id><published>2007-10-01T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:31:03.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LIFELESS STORY....</title><content type='html'>a lifeless story&lt;br /&gt;i was born to be despised of my birth&lt;br /&gt;i was grown to be denied of my health&lt;br /&gt;i was sent to school&lt;br /&gt;only to be hindered in good senses&lt;br /&gt;i was turned a teenager&lt;br /&gt;to abandon my adolescence&lt;br /&gt;next,............. i&lt;br /&gt;was married to be his slave&lt;br /&gt;and i grew old&lt;br /&gt;to fall down like a wave&lt;br /&gt;now that i am dead i realize .......&lt;br /&gt;to have lived&lt;br /&gt;only to breed&lt;br /&gt;so my lord !!&lt;br /&gt;if you still exist............&lt;br /&gt;this is my first request ,&lt;br /&gt; to be brave&lt;br /&gt;let two of such lifeless women&lt;br /&gt;cry at my grave...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-4533001082887479525?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4533001082887479525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=4533001082887479525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4533001082887479525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4533001082887479525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/10/lifeless-story.html' title='A LIFELESS STORY....'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-1837094291582920702</id><published>2007-09-30T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T05:29:59.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let me..just once....</title><content type='html'>Let me, just once&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold your hand, just once&lt;br /&gt;I promise you’ll want to hold it forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me hold you in my arms, just once&lt;br /&gt;I promise you’ll find peace lying in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me stroke your face, just once&lt;br /&gt;I promise you’ll never want me to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me kiss you gently, just once&lt;br /&gt;I promise you’ll feel my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see you the way God intended to, just once&lt;br /&gt;I promise you’ll feel immense security even though most vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me, just once&lt;br /&gt;I promise that’s all it will take to be forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-1837094291582920702?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1837094291582920702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=1837094291582920702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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LOVE'/><title type='text'>I LOST YOU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/Rvt79WnNE9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4MHkAAg3ZeA/s1600-h/450_full-moon-rise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114818095781581778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/Rvt79WnNE9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4MHkAAg3ZeA/s320/450_full-moon-rise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How could I be so naive and silly?&lt;br /&gt;To love You so much, so deeply&lt;br /&gt;without thinking about the reality&lt;br /&gt;I trusted You completely&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; dedicated my whole self to You entirely&lt;br /&gt;A little care shown by you&lt;br /&gt;took me out of my blues&lt;br /&gt;I thought You loved me too&lt;br /&gt;the same way as I loved You!&lt;br /&gt;But now today I know&lt;br /&gt;no flower survives the heavy snow&lt;br /&gt;How empty,unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;could make you feel this love?&lt;br /&gt;I am lost and lonely again&lt;br /&gt;with an excruciating pain&lt;br /&gt;looks like all my prayers have gone in vain&lt;br /&gt;And now I've come to realize that&lt;br /&gt;each day was a step towards losing you&lt;br /&gt;I lost You before I even found You... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-7271291002210933415?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7271291002210933415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=7271291002210933415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/7271291002210933415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/7271291002210933415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-lost-you.html' title='I LOST YOU...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/Rvt79WnNE9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/4MHkAAg3ZeA/s72-c/450_full-moon-rise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-5788981492657661131</id><published>2007-06-16T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T03:17:03.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>look into thyself my frenz...</title><content type='html'>I have always thought...&lt;br /&gt;why are we bound by these customs,laws and traditions.those which are justified can be followed but the others which have been an outcome of the various societal evils like political &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uni sons&lt;/span&gt;..debacles in the governmental policies...internal conflicts in the system...and so on...&lt;br /&gt;but are we dumb or blind folded???&lt;br /&gt;can't we see all this clear in front of our eyes..???&lt;br /&gt;women are beaten up every evening in almost every house...&lt;br /&gt;some behind closed doors and some in the open...&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; points a finger at them.but if two people who are in love and want to get married,they are crushed to death...the reason..???&lt;br /&gt;they belonged to different castes..&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the "new " generation...&lt;br /&gt;we live in this world where people are so invested in their own lives that they see hear and talk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; anything and everything related to themselves...&lt;br /&gt;but what about the others???&lt;br /&gt;what about the small children who sit outside,on the road who sit half naked and roam about here and their..nobody to nurture them..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; to care..&lt;br /&gt;what have we become my friends...&lt;br /&gt;don't we have a heart anymore???&lt;br /&gt;if the sky..the moon the earth is the same..our faiths ..our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;beliefs&lt;/span&gt; are the same..then how is it that we have changed????&lt;br /&gt;and if we have..what has changed in us and why???&lt;br /&gt;please look into yourselves and find out for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-5788981492657661131?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5788981492657661131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=5788981492657661131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/5788981492657661131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;dark and pale and flumsy skin&lt;br /&gt; in the pierching summer heat,&lt;br /&gt;no flesh, no cloth to hide his soul..&lt;br /&gt;there i see the hunger in his eyes,&lt;br /&gt; there i feel the pain in his sighs,&lt;br /&gt;and there she comes, a mother,&lt;br /&gt;lifting that piece, her piece of life,&lt;br /&gt;kissing and embracing in her arms tight,&lt;br /&gt;a moment of relief and a moment to smile,&lt;br /&gt;both for me and that little innocent child.&lt;br /&gt;I hear the sigh of that jaded man,a father,&lt;br /&gt; a brother and a husband for some souls,&lt;br /&gt;working hard the whole day long for a meagre wage&lt;br /&gt; to keep him on,no sign of pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;no sign of pain,&lt;br /&gt;on his forehead some hopes in vain,&lt;br /&gt;his doom so dice,&lt;br /&gt; and deep in the heart a fire lies,&lt;br /&gt;he wants to cry for his life derride,&lt;br /&gt;but tears all drenched in those filthy sweat,&lt;br /&gt;he returns from the field at the dusk so weird,&lt;br /&gt;with some gauky faces waiting at home,&lt;br /&gt;and a hope for just a piece of bread..&lt;br /&gt;there i see the guilt in his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;there i see the pain in his heart,&lt;br /&gt;and there lies a sweet little baby,&lt;br /&gt;gazing his father and broadening his arms,&lt;br /&gt;and in that innocent smile the man is lost,&lt;br /&gt;lost his worries and all his pain,&lt;br /&gt;his heaven as he embraces his piece of life,&lt;br /&gt;and there i find some tears rolling down his eyes...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-4493503884572308861?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4493503884572308861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=4493503884572308861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4493503884572308861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4493503884572308861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/piece-of-life.html' title='piece of life...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-3019281490578046470</id><published>2007-05-19T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T02:15:47.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there's no pain...</title><content type='html'>There's no more pain in me for you,&lt;br /&gt;The pain that filled my sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Where the darkness brought tears&lt;br /&gt;Cold tears my eyes have shed&lt;br /&gt;Each and every lonely one,&lt;br /&gt;Brought memories filled with love.&lt;br /&gt;The love i once felt for you&lt;br /&gt;Still, as long as it let's you go...&lt;br /&gt;But now I live to hide away&lt;br /&gt;Where I belong from you...&lt;br /&gt;There are no more empty days&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the blame&lt;br /&gt;For your endless space filled with regrets,&lt;br /&gt;Of words left unspoken,hugs left apart,&lt;br /&gt;kisses left in tears,touches left in pain...&lt;br /&gt;Now take your touch and walk away&lt;br /&gt;With the pain in YOU for me. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-3019281490578046470?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3019281490578046470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=3019281490578046470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/3019281490578046470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/3019281490578046470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/theres-no-pain.html' title='there&apos;s no pain...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-4506572597691959951</id><published>2007-05-19T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T02:14:48.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Years have sped by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; time has flown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To forget you- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;that is what I had sworn;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To wipe off your memories from my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To live on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;knowing that we are poles apart.&lt;br /&gt;But often on silent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;lonely nights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When the moon is shining bright;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Your thoughts come stealthily to my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And prod other memories left far behind.&lt;br /&gt;Of times we had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; both good and bad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Of tears we shared and fun we had !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; But what went wrong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have no clue;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But as long as it lasted, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I know it was true.&lt;br /&gt;You have touched my life in many ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I try explaining,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; but just cannot say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But you have moved on and so must I;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Must accept the truth, though with a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Time heals all wounds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but not this one;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The scar remains; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the harm is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Memories are to be treasured,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; or so they say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;That's why you remain in my heart to this very day.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-4506572597691959951?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4506572597691959951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=4506572597691959951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4506572597691959951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/4506572597691959951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/lost-love.html' title='lost love...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-102603739282308007</id><published>2007-05-19T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T02:12:54.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll alwez love you...</title><content type='html'>Day by day&lt;br /&gt;Night by night&lt;br /&gt;Kiss by kiss&lt;br /&gt;Touch by touch&lt;br /&gt;Step by step&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love&lt;br /&gt;A love so incomprehensible&lt;br /&gt;So vividSo unique&lt;br /&gt;So wild, that&lt;br /&gt;not even the reign of God could contro&lt;br /&gt;lA passion so deep&lt;br /&gt;A need so necessary&lt;br /&gt;A want so strong&lt;br /&gt;The universe would not handle&lt;br /&gt;I love you today&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you forever . . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-102603739282308007?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/102603739282308007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=102603739282308007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/102603739282308007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6822083030534322354/posts/default/102603739282308007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/2007/05/ill-alwez-love-you.html' title='i&apos;ll alwez love you...'/><author><name>PRIYANKA DEY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18158543434848248516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_asx-vdSLDIE/SlUJ_Rrm6yI/AAAAAAAAACA/2dMIS7YHJRI/S220/DSC00219.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6822083030534322354.post-2584946485031458081</id><published>2007-05-19T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T02:11:09.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes in this lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;we meet a special soul,&lt;br /&gt;who fills our very essence,&lt;br /&gt;to almost overflow,&lt;br /&gt;we drink the cup of friendship,&lt;br /&gt;it tastes like ruby wine,&lt;br /&gt;and you know within your heart,&lt;br /&gt;this meeting was Divine.&lt;br /&gt;This soul that lives within your heart,&lt;br /&gt;no distance can prevail,&lt;br /&gt;an inner spark,&lt;br /&gt;within the heart,&lt;br /&gt;becomes a Holy Grail,&lt;br /&gt;the starting of a journey,&lt;br /&gt;in which you both shall be,&lt;br /&gt;a reflection of each other,&lt;br /&gt;for all eternity. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-2584946485031458081?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2584946485031458081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6822083030534322354&amp;postID=2584946485031458081&amp;isPopup=true' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song lyrics love'/><title type='text'>when you say nothin at all...</title><content type='html'>when u say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how you can speak right to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without saying a word, you can light up the dark&lt;br /&gt;Try as I may I could never explain&lt;br /&gt;What I hear when you dont say a thing&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Theres a truth in your eyes saying youll never leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand says youll catch me when ever I fall&lt;br /&gt;You say it best..when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;All day long I can hear people talking out loud&lt;br /&gt;But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd (the crowd)&lt;br /&gt;Try as they may they can never define&lt;br /&gt;Whats been said between your heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x 2(you say it best when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;You say it best when you say nothing at all..)&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;The truth in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;Lets me know that you need me..&lt;br /&gt;Chorus(you say it best when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;You say it best when you say nothing at all..)&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;The truth in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;Lets me know that you need me..&lt;br /&gt;(you say it best when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;You say it best when you say nothing at all..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6822083030534322354-3997608845603169660?l=priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://priyankarulezdworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3997608845603169660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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