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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>mY wOrLd....................</title><link>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description>Personal ..Poetry is a beautiful form of expression ...Here's my dedication for all sensitive souls...</description><language>en-UK</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>mY wOrLd....................</title><link>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/a9/c7ebed107ed3728bb16513011c7c57_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Tired of this life.....</title><link>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2009/06/04/tired-of-this-life-6237790/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:coolstar.blog.co.uk,2009-06-04:/2009/06/04/tired-of-this-life-6237790/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 17:39:15 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a title="fantasy" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/fantasy/3565938"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/938/3565938_d5edc40e5d_m.jpg" alt="fantasy" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="231" height="325"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am tired of being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of pretending I do not need anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;That I am happy when I’m really not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of smiling when I’m really crying inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am tired of feeling empty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And hollow inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Without any warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I miss smiling secretly to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of being filled with happy thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am tired of feeling no hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Or sense of anticipation about the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of seeing life as a bleak existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Without any suspense or thrills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am tired of not having anyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;With whom I can just be myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Without pretending to be strong or weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To be just myself knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;That I will not be judged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am tired of walking on the beach alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Without holding hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of not having anyone to share the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Feeling of the cool breeze on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To enjoy the sound of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The sea waves crashing on the shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am tired of looking at the full moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Wondering if someone else is too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thinking about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I miss not being the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Special somebody to someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am tired of waiting for my Mr.Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And now am left wondering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Whether it was in vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And if there would ever be a Mr.Right ?..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2009/06/04/tired-of-this-life-6237790/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>life</category><category>poems</category><comments>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2009/06/04/tired-of-this-life-6237790/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Discord...</title><link>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2009/01/05/discord-5326352/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:coolstar.blog.co.uk,2009-01-05:/2009/01/05/discord-5326352/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 16:00:16 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/519/3119519_536238fb0a_s.jpg" alt="Divorce" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There's a time&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In everyone's life&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When love turns sour&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And sorrow&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Fills one's soul&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Words fall between&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Empty spaces&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Emotions bottled up&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Too long, turn bitter&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There's a fault&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;At every move,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Every look&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Of the other&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No more smiles&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No more laughter&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hearts turn away&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anger spills forth&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Causes are many&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But reason the same&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hearts turn cold&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Brain takes over&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Superior, logical, fair,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And yet not quite the same&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Where's all the romance?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The banter, the pranks?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The efforts to please the other?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Those days are past&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Both agree&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Childishness they retort&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;At the beautiful&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Memories of sunshine&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In their lives&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yet, isn't it strange&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That this matured image&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Acts double the child?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Battle lines are drawn,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Wars errupt&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Artillery spills forth&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In violence and tears,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They approach the courts&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"What is to become of us?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The children moan&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Divorce !" , the judge proclaims&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;His hammer sending&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A chill of finality&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In everyone gathered around&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Two seperate ways,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Two seperate lives,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Years pass by&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Where's love now?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;An emotion so pure,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So enchanting, so blind?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"'No more love !"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Aphrodite sighs&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The world has changed&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;For better or for worse,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You decide...........&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2009/01/05/discord-5326352/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>divorce</category><category>discord</category><comments>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2009/01/05/discord-5326352/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Blind Fury</title><link>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2008/10/08/blind-fury-4840714/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:coolstar.blog.co.uk,2008-10-08:/2008/10/08/blind-fury-4840714/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 18:31:51 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt; &lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/community/profile_photo_sizes.php?item_ID=2877292" title="all image sizes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/community/profile_photo_sizes.php?item_ID=2877292" title="all image sizes"&gt;                                            &lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/292/2877292_b567be1aa0_m.jpg" alt="highwayman" width="493" height="375"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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It took him a decade&lt;br&gt;To face his ghostly past&lt;br&gt;And tear away the facade&lt;br&gt;Underwhich he had hid ten years last&lt;br&gt;A dusty winding road along the hill&lt;br&gt;Took him to a merry little town&lt;br&gt;Where once he had set foot&lt;br&gt;As an uncouth youth of nineteen&lt;br&gt;With unshaven face and dusty boots&lt;br&gt;Wind toussled hair and fadedwell worn clothes&lt;br&gt;He had at once been judged by the folks&lt;br&gt;As a reckless fool of a youth&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But soon all this was to change for he,&lt;br&gt;Got himself entagled in the perilous web called love&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A gentleman was born then&lt;br&gt;With clean shaven face, shiny black boots&lt;br&gt;Clean new clothes and politest of manner&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She was a flaxen-haired beauty of seventeen&lt;br&gt;Whose blood red lips and gold flecked eyes&lt;br&gt;Squeezed the youth's heart afresh&lt;br&gt;Putting him in sweet agony&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As was his custom he tossed a red rose&lt;br&gt;To the widows's lovely daughter&lt;br&gt;Who stood waiting at her balcony each night&lt;br&gt;Gifting him her tenderest smile&lt;br&gt;She melted into the shadows with his precious rose&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;His heart and soul singing a joyous song&lt;br&gt;To his home he rode on his black stallion&lt;br&gt;Everything around him seeming beautiful&lt;br&gt;The soft cool breeze ruffling his thick black hair&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thoughts of her filled him night and day&lt;br&gt;And he toiled earnestly in the fields&lt;br&gt;To make a home befitting his lovely queen&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;One night he found no beauty&lt;br&gt;Awaiting him upon her balcony&lt;br&gt;His sorrow turned into rage in an instant&lt;br&gt;Hearing the laughter and many voice within&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bursting in he saw his love&lt;br&gt;Embracing a man whose voice he'd heard &lt;br&gt;Blinded by fury he drew his gun and fired &lt;br&gt;The aim which was true pierced the heart&lt;br&gt;Killing his rival in the hands of the golden eyed beauty&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Oh father!", whispered his queen&lt;br&gt;A scant second before dropping her long lost&lt;br&gt;Father's lifeless body on the floor&lt;br&gt;She then fell unconscious in shock of her nightmare&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Her mother now twice widowed &lt;br&gt;Let out a heart wrenching scream&lt;br&gt;That jolted the youth to reality&lt;br&gt;And to the magnitude of his mistake&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He fled then, knowing the fate that awaited him&lt;br&gt;On he rode for days and nights&lt;br&gt;Until his stallion gave in to fatigue and died&lt;br&gt;Putting as much distance possible between himself and the town&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ten years he worked and lived&lt;br&gt;In town after town&lt;br&gt;Finding no peace nor joy&lt;br&gt;Haunted by his deeds his black past&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Each night he awoke drenched in sweat&lt;br&gt;Seeing the same nightmare every night&lt;br&gt;Driven to the brink of insanity &lt;br&gt;He struggled to get through each day&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then one fine morning finding atlast&lt;br&gt;His long lost courage and recklessness&lt;br&gt;He rode back the lonely winding road&lt;br&gt;Once last time to face the demons of his past&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He dreaded recognition&lt;br&gt;But found none because of his&lt;br&gt;Long beard and and ragged clothes&lt;br&gt;Enquiring about his love&lt;br&gt;He atlast found his way&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;To where she now rested&lt;br&gt;Under a black granite slab&lt;br&gt;Beside her parents in the cemetery&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Removing his hat he fell to his knees&lt;br&gt;Bowing low his head in grief and pain&lt;br&gt;Tears finally coursed down his face&lt;br&gt;Dripping onto his love&lt;br&gt;Seeking forgiveness for what he had done&lt;br&gt;Ten years back in wave of blind fury.........
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2008/10/08/blind-fury-4840714/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2008/10/08/blind-fury-4840714/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Sunset</title><link>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/06/16/sunset~2463963/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:coolstar.blog.co.uk,2007-06-16:/2007/06/16/sunset~2463963/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2007 16:07:37 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;                                                                                &lt;br&gt;
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The sun has set &lt;br&gt;On my horizon&lt;br&gt;My life has plunged&lt;br&gt;Into darkness&lt;br&gt;There's not a ray&lt;br&gt;of hope in sight&lt;br&gt;Nor a helping hand&lt;br&gt;Every moment that&lt;br&gt;Ticks by&lt;br&gt;Is nothing but&lt;br&gt;Pure agony&lt;br&gt;Days drag on&lt;br&gt;What is the point &lt;br&gt;I wonder&lt;br&gt;In just going on ???&lt;/p&gt;
	
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/06/16/sunset~2463963/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>sunset</category><category>hope</category><category>darkness</category><comments>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/06/16/sunset~2463963/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Voices........</title><link>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/06/06/voices~2403730/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:coolstar.blog.co.uk,2007-06-06:/2007/06/06/voices~2403730/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2007 11:21:28 +0200</pubDate><description>	
&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/741/2879741_fa005be0c5_m.jpg" alt="voices" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="350" height="314"&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Voices,unknown voices,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Whispers, rustling,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can hear them&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Its near me&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Its around me&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They are around me&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They are mocking&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They are laughing&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Is it me?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Are they whispering about me?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yes its me&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm the one who lost&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Who failed to meet &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Life's challeneges&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm a failure&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A fool ....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Who flunked&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Who couldn't even&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Pass an exam....!!!
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/06/06/voices~2403730/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/06/06/voices~2403730/#comments</comments></item><item><title>LiFe</title><link>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/06/02/life_s_a_big_mess~2380283/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:coolstar.blog.co.uk,2007-06-02:/2007/06/02/life_s_a_big_mess~2380283/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jun 2007 15:46:01 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/765/2879765_9e46c6c100_m.jpg" alt="A Beach" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;
	&lt;p class="center"&gt;Ma life seems &lt;br&gt;Such a mess&lt;br&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t know how&lt;br&gt;To get them straight&lt;br&gt;Coz it only gets &lt;br&gt;More&amp;rsquo;n more tangled&lt;br&gt;Exams are havoc&lt;br&gt;To ma peace of mind&lt;br&gt;I&amp;rsquo;d love to just fly&lt;br&gt;Away from this&lt;br&gt;Bloody nightmare&lt;br&gt;Its such a mess&lt;br&gt;Oh baby ma life&amp;rsquo;s &lt;br&gt;Such a big mess&lt;br&gt;Not movin&amp;rsquo; forward&lt;br&gt;Not goin&amp;rsquo; backward&lt;br&gt;I&amp;rsquo;m stuck in the middle&lt;br&gt;Oh ma life is&lt;br&gt;Just stuck in the middle&lt;br&gt;Ma life is such a mess!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/06/02/life_s_a_big_mess~2380283/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>poem</category><comments>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/06/02/life_s_a_big_mess~2380283/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Nothing Lasts Forever...............</title><link>http://coolstar.blog.co.uk/2007/04/28/nothing_lasts_foever~2174523/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:coolstar.blog.co.uk,2007-04-28:/2007/04/28/nothing_lasts_foever~2174523/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 10:25:47 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/613/2879613_93dd23ccff_m.jpg" alt="rose" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life is just an illusion&lt;br&gt;A glimpse,nothing less,&lt;br&gt;Nothing more&lt;br&gt;Pain and tears &lt;br&gt;Bygone years,&lt;br&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br&gt;Soon its only a memory&lt;br&gt;So waste not a moment&lt;br&gt;Run before you get left behind&lt;br&gt;Grab hold your present,&lt;br&gt;Feel the breeze on your face&lt;br&gt;The softness of the sand on your feet&lt;br&gt;Hear nature's song&lt;br&gt;Th pitter-patter of rain&lt;br&gt;On the roof and in the pond&lt;br&gt;Don't put off giving somone &lt;br&gt;A hug or a pat&lt;br&gt;Because you never know&lt;br&gt;When you'll be gone&lt;br&gt;If you'll be there tomorrow&lt;br&gt;To see a new dawn&lt;br&gt;Yesterday is always gone&lt;br&gt;And tomorrow never comes&lt;br&gt;Greet each dawn with hope&lt;br&gt;Let your eyes smile with your lips&lt;br&gt;And feet tap to your heart's song&lt;br&gt;Find joy in little things&lt;br&gt;Only then can you find &lt;br&gt;Golden memories to cherish&lt;br&gt;In future.............&lt;/p&gt;
	
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&lt;p class="center"&gt;To every person with shattered dreams..... &lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=802290"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
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&lt;p class="center"&gt;I died, but no i did not go to heaven, &lt;br&gt;Nor was hell to be my haven &lt;br&gt;Instead by some strange twist of fate, &lt;br&gt;I ended up in the land of lost dreams &lt;br&gt;Failed hopes, broken promises screamed, &lt;br&gt;Luring strangers to take them up &lt;br&gt;I picked up a droplet, &lt;br&gt;Enclosing the dreams of a young girl &lt;br&gt;An orphan left at the doorsteps of a house&lt;br&gt;Send to an orphanage, &lt;br&gt;Growing up with hopes to be adopted someday &lt;br&gt;But fate deciding otherwise &lt;br&gt;Shattering all her dreams &lt;br&gt;In an earthquake which swallowed up, &lt;br&gt;An entire face of earth I picked another one, &lt;br&gt;A dream of a soldier at war &lt;br&gt;Dreaming of going home, &lt;br&gt;But blasted off in a bomb &lt;br&gt;Never to see his family again......&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
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