<?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-8961020993245877331</id><updated>2011-08-02T19:56:40.439-07:00</updated><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Optimism'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Race'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='lonely'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='Sad'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'>Sash Yard.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sushant Kumar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYRknYOesTA/Te5EhO02r0I/AAAAAAAABUk/506MwGJYJqs/s220/snapshot-9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961020993245877331.post-5412567988967551831</id><published>2009-08-30T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:36:12.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>A new road</title><content type='html'>Roads I know but destination unknown,&lt;br /&gt;Moving ahead with wind at the back,&lt;br /&gt;And relieving tension from the stack,&lt;br /&gt;I sing along to a new way,&lt;br /&gt;Like a beam, a new ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are new, but nights the same,&lt;br /&gt;Ambitions are high and climb is steep,&lt;br /&gt;On the way are friends I beep,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting a bad yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;I Stand on a new today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past was tough and the road was rough,&lt;br /&gt;Desires were high and heart on fire,&lt;br /&gt;I ended only with a punctured Tyre,&lt;br /&gt;And said words I didn’t mean,&lt;br /&gt;Landing in no place to redeem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds sing when comes the spring,&lt;br /&gt;And the rains do oblige the desert,&lt;br /&gt;With a hope, I begin to flirt,&lt;br /&gt;A dream, I want to see,&lt;br /&gt;If you can, come join me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961020993245877331-5412567988967551831?l=sashyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/feeds/5412567988967551831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-road.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/5412567988967551831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/5412567988967551831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-road.html' title='A new road'/><author><name>Sushant Kumar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYRknYOesTA/Te5EhO02r0I/AAAAAAAABUk/506MwGJYJqs/s220/snapshot-9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961020993245877331.post-7338102417963792090</id><published>2009-08-24T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T11:32:18.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>As I wait...</title><content type='html'>Is it the lines that draw maps on fore?&lt;br /&gt;Or the July heat that draws me to the lake,&lt;br /&gt;Firm believer that I am cannot imagine it,&lt;br /&gt;Acquainted silence becomes an old pal,&lt;br /&gt;An orange light was all in store,&lt;br /&gt;For the moments of a little forgotten cake,&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly normal life was, and now time is a bit,&lt;br /&gt;As I knew was a gift, on the unexpected dial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly a crawl out of a wave on the door,&lt;br /&gt;Dried, dancing for was the old lily on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;Wind played flute that forgave time to come,&lt;br /&gt;The Maya had once again made the form of some,&lt;br /&gt;As she knew a weak knee would again succumb,&lt;br /&gt;No more the sane, stood a short guy looking dumb,&lt;br /&gt;Spell of moon for was a spotlight in middle of a wood,&lt;br /&gt;Helpless had a pleasure, no more I did, no more I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charm for it came for me to write a piece,&lt;br /&gt;And so I was weak on my falling knees,&lt;br /&gt;Clouds came and went but the hypnotic charm,&lt;br /&gt;Like the lifelong spell wanted to bury my feet with a happy harm,&lt;br /&gt;As big eyes, flowing hair and a charm held me free,&lt;br /&gt;For time to keep the guessing for me,&lt;br /&gt;No more I know of a blessing that will be again,&lt;br /&gt;For the rain and you to come again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961020993245877331-7338102417963792090?l=sashyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/feeds/7338102417963792090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-i-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/7338102417963792090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/7338102417963792090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-i-wait.html' title='As I wait...'/><author><name>Sushant Kumar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYRknYOesTA/Te5EhO02r0I/AAAAAAAABUk/506MwGJYJqs/s220/snapshot-9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961020993245877331.post-8119180181868066276</id><published>2009-08-16T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:48:56.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Can I live without you</title><content type='html'>I can live, in the stormy sea,&lt;br /&gt;I can live for a day,I say,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't live,my life is tied,&lt;br /&gt;I want your prayer,&lt;br /&gt;To sail through this tide,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me in this lonely ocean,&lt;br /&gt;Of blue seas and deep depths,&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without your pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come and don't say no,&lt;br /&gt;For your heart is all mine, I know,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be my shining star,&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I'm so sure.&lt;br /&gt;In the unbending heat of your dream,&lt;br /&gt;All I want is the gift of your pure soul,&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more I want, O' life,&lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your cool embrace, I will,&lt;br /&gt;Survive this nightmarish desert,&lt;br /&gt;With your smile, I will,&lt;br /&gt;Bend the storm of unending force,&lt;br /&gt;Like your will, I will,&lt;br /&gt;Hold the avalanche of this time,&lt;br /&gt;And I will survive,happy,O' Life&lt;br /&gt;But, I can't live,I can't live...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961020993245877331-8119180181868066276?l=sashyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/feeds/8119180181868066276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-i-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/8119180181868066276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/8119180181868066276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-i-live.html' title='Can I live without you'/><author><name>Sushant Kumar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYRknYOesTA/Te5EhO02r0I/AAAAAAAABUk/506MwGJYJqs/s220/snapshot-9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961020993245877331.post-2254157618911469783</id><published>2009-08-16T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:59:46.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Maybe I am</title><content type='html'>Maybe I am, to stay with,&lt;br /&gt;As the sunlight plays a game between the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;In an illusion I search for you through the prairies,&lt;br /&gt;On the edge,I stand with an ocean to drown with.&lt;br /&gt;Another day has been left behind, a fall I would live to,&lt;br /&gt;In your dreams, a heaven of the silver screen,&lt;br /&gt;In a yes, the life that has once been,&lt;br /&gt;A desert of thorns, I can see a blue is near to.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am, to smile with,&lt;br /&gt;A nightmare that I can’t live without your sight,&lt;br /&gt;A glass of dreams on a dark night,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961020993245877331-2254157618911469783?l=sashyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/feeds/2254157618911469783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/maybe-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/2254157618911469783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/2254157618911469783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/maybe-i-am.html' title='Maybe I am'/><author><name>Sushant Kumar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYRknYOesTA/Te5EhO02r0I/AAAAAAAABUk/506MwGJYJqs/s220/snapshot-9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961020993245877331.post-4763380220521787778</id><published>2009-08-15T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:43:25.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Listen Aloud</title><content type='html'>On a forgotten street with bitter words,&lt;br /&gt;That stole the eyes of the summer breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Lay stranded on this avenue with a loss,&lt;br /&gt;And fear through nervous nerves and winds ablaze,&lt;br /&gt;Cries aloud and back on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;With the crushing stampede of glorious giants,&lt;br /&gt;I was buried without a word, a tear or a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay like, I would never wake to see,&lt;br /&gt;The green of grass or red of rose,&lt;br /&gt;And I would become a dead living soul,&lt;br /&gt;Like a cog of an unending wheel,&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotized from heart to a non-living soul,&lt;br /&gt;But I chose not to be, another horse on the course,&lt;br /&gt;I was buried without a word, a tear or a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve chosen the same cog for the glory, but wait,&lt;br /&gt;And Listen aloud to the cries of the same wheel,&lt;br /&gt;For the steel like jaws will grip you,&lt;br /&gt;And will strip you of health, wealth and fortune,&lt;br /&gt;For what will remain is a rusting machine,&lt;br /&gt;Carefully polished to hypnotize another rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll be buried without a word, a tear or a name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961020993245877331-4763380220521787778?l=sashyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/feeds/4763380220521787778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/listen-aloud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/4763380220521787778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/4763380220521787778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/listen-aloud.html' title='Listen Aloud'/><author><name>Sushant Kumar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYRknYOesTA/Te5EhO02r0I/AAAAAAAABUk/506MwGJYJqs/s220/snapshot-9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961020993245877331.post-7702412523636226848</id><published>2009-08-15T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T02:19:23.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Don't think of me</title><content type='html'>For I have never been by your side,&lt;br /&gt;As your tears are what I wanted,&lt;br /&gt;In a flux of life that I had never seen,&lt;br /&gt;A set of promises, I thought we’d abide,&lt;br /&gt;Never did I ask nor I started,&lt;br /&gt;But I could not be what I had never been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be yours, I said and did,&lt;br /&gt;Fortunate was I, oh darling, I thought,&lt;br /&gt;And our love was meant till Eternity,&lt;br /&gt;We’d be happy and sad was the little bit,&lt;br /&gt;I asked from you, but I forgot,&lt;br /&gt;Those words of worth had limited affinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you loved only to make it a lie,&lt;br /&gt;For your eyes tell me that you did never understand,&lt;br /&gt;What I meant by promises and love,&lt;br /&gt;And you thought my words were a cry.&lt;br /&gt;No more, I’ll clarify and take your stand,&lt;br /&gt;For a feeling you mistook as love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll come back and again to see,&lt;br /&gt;And will bite you with bitter cold of loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;For words I wrote still unwritten wait for you to be,&lt;br /&gt;Like the way I first saw you under the pink tree.&lt;br /&gt;If you still live in the nest of coldness,&lt;br /&gt;Free the bird and don’t think of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961020993245877331-7702412523636226848?l=sashyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/feeds/7702412523636226848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-think-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/7702412523636226848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/7702412523636226848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-think-of-me.html' title='Don&apos;t think of me'/><author><name>Sushant Kumar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYRknYOesTA/Te5EhO02r0I/AAAAAAAABUk/506MwGJYJqs/s220/snapshot-9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961020993245877331.post-3274831991755748511</id><published>2009-08-14T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T03:30:10.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The smile that conceals all</title><content type='html'>Healing is annoying me this time,&lt;br /&gt;And I want to feel how it is,&lt;br /&gt;When the conspiracy cannot be controlled,&lt;br /&gt;And the red signs of low marks turn my face white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might smile and say everything is fine,&lt;br /&gt;Because life is how it is,&lt;br /&gt;My present day is all embroiled,&lt;br /&gt;And kites of ambitions begin to stall and land turns dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my mistake all this while,&lt;br /&gt;As you did dismiss,&lt;br /&gt;With the illimitable sarcasm of your words that rolled,&lt;br /&gt;Go today, I want you no more, I can no more smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961020993245877331-3274831991755748511?l=sashyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/feeds/3274831991755748511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile-that-conceals-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/3274831991755748511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/3274831991755748511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/smile-that-conceals-all.html' title='The smile that conceals all'/><author><name>Sushant Kumar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYRknYOesTA/Te5EhO02r0I/AAAAAAAABUk/506MwGJYJqs/s220/snapshot-9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961020993245877331.post-873311755405053047</id><published>2009-08-14T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T03:33:58.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Still Waiting, Babe...</title><content type='html'>Fire burns my emotions to call upon a sensation,&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams make my nights flame of the game,&lt;br /&gt;Playing a tune, that shook my soul for sure,&lt;br /&gt;Bouncing a red vibrancy of your glamour fame,&lt;br /&gt;You keep running towards me with a joy never before…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for the union of two souls,&lt;br /&gt;Reaping a moment long waited in the hollow before,&lt;br /&gt;In times of lonely ups and dark downs,&lt;br /&gt;Blinding glare and dazzling eyes, the dreams galore,&lt;br /&gt;Reminding cheeks and meets of smiles and frowns…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symphony has lasted and will in good hope,&lt;br /&gt;Will I find someone like you one this long shore,&lt;br /&gt;My ignorance for you is a pleasure I’ll cherish,&lt;br /&gt;To find your comforting bank and loving store,&lt;br /&gt;A life with you is something I’ll cherish…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Babe, Still waiting…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961020993245877331-873311755405053047?l=sashyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/feeds/873311755405053047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-waiting-babe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/873311755405053047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8961020993245877331/posts/default/873311755405053047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sashyard.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-waiting-babe.html' title='Still Waiting, Babe...'/><author><name>Sushant Kumar</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYRknYOesTA/Te5EhO02r0I/AAAAAAAABUk/506MwGJYJqs/s220/snapshot-9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961020993245877331.post-3430920134266024855</id><published>2009-08-14T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:45:25.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>I love,I learn</title><content type='html'>I miss the days when you came in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;And I still cry with dry eyes, as your memories don’t forgive,&lt;br /&gt;For our love was to be, an unbroken seam,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, If only you could see what I couldn’t give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it’s not late, I know,&lt;br /&gt;To call back, beg and plead,&lt;br /&gt;But you, better than I, clearly know,&lt;br /&gt;That it is the same with you as it is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I was nasty and bitter, did you say,&lt;br /&gt;And you forgot the wounds that had attuned me,&lt;br /&gt;To the pain I suffered every day,&lt;br /&gt;But hidden did always remain my feelings for things you did to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning the grass asks me where,&lt;br /&gt;Are those tender feet that she felt everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;I know it pains, I told the grass,&lt;br /&gt;For it too could feel, what I went when you weren’t there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve loved, I’ve learned, I speak,&lt;br /&gt;And people do compromise for their dream,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it is important to let it be,&lt;br /&gt;And save the love for another beautiful dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8961020993245877331-3430920134266024855?l=sashyard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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