<?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-7136689243937923321</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:48:16.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>musings of things</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-923108014336097057</id><published>2010-05-11T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T16:01:26.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I know you were there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I know what you ponder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I know what you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I know what you feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I know what you yearn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I know what you give?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I know what you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little did I know I'd crave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The one thing I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can never have....You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-923108014336097057?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-6509271843662110975</id><published>2010-05-11T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:56:49.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amused...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gently I tread away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quickly he follows suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ignoring him would be bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taunting me was his wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not interested was what I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why don't you talk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was his quip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do I offer you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I retort quietly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A messenger tells,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You need to seek and not hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am just afraid its another deadend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On my road to find the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why don't I take a chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if it just means friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just can't seem to fathom that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As I feel I'd fall deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now silence ensues with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not a drop of sound around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I bemuse the distance I laid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only to be amused &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the caricature I call love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-6509271843662110975?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/6509271843662110975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2010/05/amused.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/6509271843662110975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/6509271843662110975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2010/05/amused.html' title='amused...'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-617445954173154396</id><published>2010-02-18T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:27:42.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word play...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I contend with words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a quiet shroud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yearning to be aloud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without any silent sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I sit with confound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of what has gone abound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remain unbound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not knowing how to turn around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With an irreverent astound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I take a look so profound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of the past filled with confound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only to realize like a book misbound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That actions I took expound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The hypocrite in me so aground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Has left me spellbound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only for me to cringe with pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Realizing the hollowness of disdain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-617445954173154396?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/617445954173154396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2010/02/word-play.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/617445954173154396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/617445954173154396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2010/02/word-play.html' title='Word play...'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-668297321390375621</id><published>2010-01-29T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:28:11.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'twas the past...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Twas a year gone by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She wondered silently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time  flying quickly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Memories fading quietly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What  shall remain?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of what had passed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never  think about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said an old adage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her past was  her baggage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unable for her to let  go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The good  always flies by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bad rears its shadow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The  haunting shadow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That doesn't dim with light,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That  burns eternally in the dark.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sparks of the afterglow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is  felt at this very moment....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She keeps walking,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She  keeps living.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She tries to change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She plays  the present.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the rewind button,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always in  control.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keeps pausing to the moments,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That can  never be fast forwarded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heart of hearts she yearns,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To  live in the present,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even with the shadow haunting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is  there anybody to show the way?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or is she just a lost soul,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without  an anchor in sight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Twas her past remains,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even  if a year goes by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-668297321390375621?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-9154049546735894118</id><published>2010-01-21T16:52:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:52:56.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A sideway glance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He looked and smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She peeked and frowned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He would contact visually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She would curse mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He would accept her anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She would wish he disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A daily ritual this became,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Till it was a habitual game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No wins no gains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No wounds no pains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So the question belies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What was this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He was not a loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was not a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both didn't take steps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To go back or forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They just remained &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In this static phase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She thought ignoring helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He thought yearning helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A hard habit for both to lose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A day came when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He became invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That day she realized,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how much he was visible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the quagmire of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She looked everywhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not a gaze towards her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The eyes she detested,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Were the ones she searched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They held a truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That now she knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What he meant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now all she could crave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was the side way glance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That promised her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drama and emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To become fully alive&lt;br /&gt;In love once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-9154049546735894118?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/9154049546735894118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2010/01/sideway-glance_21.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/9154049546735894118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/9154049546735894118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2010/01/sideway-glance_21.html' title='A sideway glance...'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-547973431573673754</id><published>2010-01-20T08:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T08:12:36.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the universe conspires....</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hard to imagine,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What I think.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every time I decide to quit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I fall back into familiarity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every time I choose to hate them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I turn back on my resolution.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As luck waves its wand,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The magic flows through.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The eyes fixate on someone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You stare at that someone,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For a few seconds and &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feel tempted to take another glance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I try to stop but,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The heart gets what&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The mind doesn't want.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is it an age specific weakness,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or is it my penchant for unrequited charm,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or is it my damn luck!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matters worsen when a dear one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adds fuel to the fire,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You say you are on earth,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you can't help floating into a cloud.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You call it comedy,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you really know its a dramedy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Messenger keeps giving the subtext,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I can't get the whole picture.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quarter of a century gone by,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All my likings end up committed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To somebody thats not me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How is this time any different?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Discouragement exists for the messenger,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But the blame lies with me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I get carried away easily.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matters of the heart,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ain't my cup of tea.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But when I do get one,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It overrides my sanity.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Afterall its just a liking,&lt;br /&gt;Whats the big deal?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The subtext I get.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;favours me for the first time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But do I take it with a salty pinch?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I try talking like a normal person,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But can't help myself walking on eggshells.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I joke and kid around in the conversations,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To get a lay of the land.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I yearn to learn more,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I digress half way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sporadic conversations,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Random vanishings without a bye,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I lose my fuse,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even though its just a crush.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh! what have I gotten myself into.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All I know is the universe conspires,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To make me perspire,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For me to aspire,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;An unrequited desire.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-547973431573673754?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/547973431573673754/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-7998417470926113899</id><published>2009-06-02T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:04:55.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>andipatti...arasupatti</title><content type='html'>andipaati arasupatti enga ooru di&lt;br /&gt;un dhagathukku vechirken thani ooru di&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vaaripatti varisupatti pazhagi paaru da&lt;br /&gt;nee pazhagiputta nanum pazhaya soru da&lt;br /&gt;thedi papoma devakottaiyila&lt;br /&gt;adi papoma arasukottaiyila&lt;br /&gt;pazhagi papoma pattukottiaiyila&lt;br /&gt;summa sulukku edupoma surakottaiyila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andipaati arasupati&lt;br /&gt;andipaati arasupati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada unga veedum enga veedum&lt;br /&gt;pakkam pakkam dhan&lt;br /&gt;appo neeyum naanum thottu kitta&lt;br /&gt;vekkam vekkam dhan&lt;br /&gt;ada unga atha enga atha othu poganum&lt;br /&gt;adi othukita mangatha adi pakanum&lt;br /&gt;avan othukitala&lt;br /&gt;illa orasi kitala&lt;br /&gt;avan kanna pathalam&lt;br /&gt;kowndhu putana-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandhaiyila manga maram&lt;br /&gt;adhu mamanar vecha maram&lt;br /&gt;andha mangaiyiku asa pattu&lt;br /&gt;Nan mamanar vechukitan&lt;br /&gt;kurinjipatti karisupatti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andipatti....&lt;br /&gt;love love loveula love di-2&lt;br /&gt;okka makka okkamakka&lt;br /&gt;konga monga&lt;br /&gt;silupu jikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namma ooru touring talkies kutitu poda&lt;br /&gt;andha parisu pottu anumbothu kadala poduda&lt;br /&gt;okka makka.okkamakka&lt;br /&gt;yen pumpsettu oruthula othuka porendi&lt;br /&gt;Oru biascope padam unakku katta porendi&lt;br /&gt;Indha reel eduthuku da&lt;br /&gt;Padatha poduda&lt;br /&gt;Idaiveli illama&lt;br /&gt;Indha show nadathata-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada thinaiyila goya maram&lt;br /&gt;adhu kolanthanar vecha maram&lt;br /&gt;andha goyavuku asapattu&lt;br /&gt;nan kolanthanar vechukittan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andipatti arasupatti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-7998417470926113899?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/7998417470926113899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/06/andipattiarasupatti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/7998417470926113899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/7998417470926113899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/06/andipattiarasupatti.html' title='andipatti...arasupatti'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-5027925067566941003</id><published>2009-05-20T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:45:50.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who cares....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being in the doldrums,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bad luck all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The track never changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its cycle that keeps going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its like the gift that keeps giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who brought this on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make your own destiny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mostly everyone gets it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some never get it to make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody laughs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flit and Flutter like butterflies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and some just watch them afar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But who cares anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone has problems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They learn from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some keeps having them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and never learn from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But who cares anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never preach to the masses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you can't get things right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who cares if you live or die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are nothing just butt of the joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the laughing stock of fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But who cares anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its all a bloody illusion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With an oxymoronic reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-5027925067566941003?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/5027925067566941003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-cares.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/5027925067566941003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/5027925067566941003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-cares.html' title='who cares....'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-4733677763732033949</id><published>2009-05-11T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:03:21.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know what I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I can't change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thunder and Lightning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They don't scare me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The torrential downpour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It doesn't bother me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The flashbacks don't change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The present remains the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The future remains hidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Words of wisdom afloat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from people strangers to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I close my eyes and meditate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They say you should see white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I can only see black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It feels familiar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its like deja vu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I recognize it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I know what to expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It may be black,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It keeps me safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For now the rain stops,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being in this ebbing black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just wish I could fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With this calming black around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-4733677763732033949?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/4733677763732033949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/05/black.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/4733677763732033949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/4733677763732033949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/05/black.html' title='Black....'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-5071985494678786479</id><published>2009-05-04T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:14:50.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kyun hai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Kyun Gumsum Hai Zindagi.&lt;br /&gt;Kyun Chupsi Hai Bandagi.&lt;br /&gt;Kyun hua yeh dil ke lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Kyun rooti hai dillagi.&lt;br /&gt;Naa jaane kya deewangi,&lt;br /&gt;Lubaye is khamoshi ko.&lt;br /&gt;Vaade Jhoote,&lt;br /&gt;Dosti Nakli.&lt;br /&gt;Bas Rah Gayi Anjaani,&lt;br /&gt;Is Ajnabi Duniya Mein.&lt;br /&gt;Tanhaye Apnaya Mujhe.&lt;br /&gt;Mayoosi Thama Mujhe.&lt;br /&gt;Kyun Poora Lagta Hain?&lt;br /&gt;Yeh Akelapan.&lt;br /&gt;Koi tho Samjaye Na&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-5071985494678786479?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/5071985494678786479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/05/kyun-hai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/5071985494678786479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/5071985494678786479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/05/kyun-hai.html' title='kyun hai...'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-7679228033040541149</id><published>2009-05-04T17:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:13:55.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its anything....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Its a whim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a choice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a fantasy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a song.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a sense.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a beauty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a mystery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a conundrum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a state.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many words to describe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So many versions to know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It all comes to one thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And thats love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An enigma of sorts,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A surprise to many&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whats in store, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody knows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just guesses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To find the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That always leads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the answer in waiting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-7679228033040541149?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-7712080137210478038</id><published>2009-05-04T17:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:11:40.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A while @ subway....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Waiting for the train&lt;br /&gt;At the subway station.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to count&lt;br /&gt;away the minutes&lt;br /&gt;till it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;Reality goes really slow.&lt;br /&gt;The wait prolonged&lt;br /&gt;At last it did come.&lt;br /&gt;Only a few minutes to enter.&lt;br /&gt;With all the madding crowd flocking.&lt;br /&gt;Invariably pushed into&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some random door.&lt;br /&gt;Then gazing around for a seat to sit.&lt;br /&gt;The eyes doing its job locates one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Settling down heaving a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes not resting scans around.&lt;br /&gt;To see the fellow passengers&lt;br /&gt;And slowly setting its sight on one.&lt;br /&gt;A face that just stands out for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;With chocolate brown hair&lt;br /&gt;and eyes to match.&lt;br /&gt;With the Sun-kissed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tone of a skin color.&lt;br /&gt;Never would've imagined&lt;br /&gt;seeing something like this.&lt;br /&gt;Messy hair parted one side.&lt;br /&gt;A green shirt reading Hawaii worn.&lt;br /&gt;Holding a novel engrossed in it .&lt;br /&gt;Unaware of me staring&lt;br /&gt;At him with subtlety.&lt;br /&gt;Never once did the eyes&lt;br /&gt;want to leave the sight.&lt;br /&gt;The mind slowly curious&lt;br /&gt;to see the novel's name.&lt;br /&gt;Straining the neck&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to be obvious&lt;br /&gt;Hunts to learn the name.&lt;br /&gt;"The way through the woods".&lt;br /&gt;How apt for the situation?&lt;br /&gt;As the eyes wanted to wander,&lt;br /&gt;away from the woods of reality&lt;br /&gt;to eventually find its way for a while&lt;br /&gt;By looking at the face&lt;br /&gt;that mirrored beauty.&lt;br /&gt;The whole while&lt;br /&gt;came to a slow end.&lt;br /&gt;As the train came to&lt;br /&gt;a screeching halt&lt;br /&gt;Only for the face&lt;br /&gt;to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious to the eyes watching,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving a pleasant afterthought.&lt;br /&gt;Thats always cherished forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-7712080137210478038?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/7712080137210478038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/05/while-subway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen vanavil &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Udhirthinta nirangal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un siripinile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen Manadhil olikum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Solagal Un Perin Aksharangal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nee Yaru Endru Theriyamal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unnai Theendinane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nan Yaru Endru Arindhal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nan Ennai kodupane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un Iniya Solgal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keka Virupam Inge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen Vazhakai un vazhavil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inayum Kalam Epodhu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anbe Anbe Yen Salabamam Neeye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vaanam Vaanam,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen Swargam Neeye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nan Vasikum Elam Nithiram,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unadhu Chithirame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nee pesum andha thendralai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen Manadhil pooti vaithen.(kanave)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meiyo Edhu Poiyo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theriyamal Irundhen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vellai Edhu karupu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ariyamal Irundhen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nan kanum Ellam Vanam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un Nizhale.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nan pesum ellam varthai.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un Mozhiye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen manam padum sangeetham.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nee Ezhthiya Raagam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen manam thalatum,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un kuzhandai ullam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un Mazhalai Punnagaiyil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yennai Mella Kavarndaye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen Manam Indru,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen Vasam Illaye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kanave Kalaiyathe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Irave thungathe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-6359461765114588567?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/6359461765114588567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/05/kanave-kalaiyathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/6359461765114588567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/6359461765114588567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/05/kanave-kalaiyathe.html' title='kanave 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mugam dhan kanavilai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nijathil kavarndha aangal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neeye endru ninaithen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adhu Elam poi agivitathu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nee Yaro enge irukaayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kathirinthu kalangal polam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yen kanakal maraadhu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nee varum varaiyil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Indha vazhakai oru palaivanam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nee nuzhaindhal oru nandhavanam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vinnaku oru Badhil neeye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andha badhilin porul neeye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thazhandha ponnaval naan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thalatum thendral neeye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nigazhum indha vazhakaiyil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malaarai nee vara vendum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yennai kondu aada vendum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neeye Neeye yen kanalan neeye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-5483986166725647379?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/5483986166725647379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>For her....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;For her he was eye candy,&lt;br /&gt;who'd just blow her off&lt;br /&gt;Like a speckled dust in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;For her he was unattainable,&lt;br /&gt;who'd never look her way.&lt;br /&gt;For her he was ignorant,&lt;br /&gt;who'd never understand her.&lt;br /&gt;For her he was a nice guy,&lt;br /&gt;who'd give the obligatory smile&lt;br /&gt;For her he was  kind,&lt;br /&gt;who'd just listen to her ramble.&lt;br /&gt;For her he was considerate,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd give the benefit of the doubt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For her he was sensitive,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd never hurt her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For her he would be it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it was an alternate reality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For her he was a rock,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd stand by her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For her he was a hero,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd be always in her dreams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is going on here?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The game of hide and seek.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The game fate plays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two hearts yearning ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But each hidden under a veil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both stand here and gaze,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only the audience know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is going on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The silence between them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;filled with so much meaning,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where is cupid when you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Need him the most!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-436657481618790925?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-1864325764005587064</id><published>2009-03-16T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:19:40.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For him......</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;For him she was a story,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd make him a hero.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was a muse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd make him an artist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was music,&lt;br /&gt;who'd make him a maestro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was mystery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd make him an enigma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was a riddle,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd make him a sleuth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was a pillar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd make him grounded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was an antique,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who'd make him unique.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was a gem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who'd make him rich.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd make him bright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was opposite,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who'd make him stymied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she was anything but,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What he thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;was his ideal her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For him she embodied,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The crux of his being.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She held his heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The question begets,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What was he to her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be contd....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-4187731331287286526</id><published>2009-03-12T17:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:22:59.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adieu !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or Am I wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To question the subtlety,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That is on display.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hard to imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you could be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The one so sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a delicate cashmere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caring enough to put a thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As to who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and what I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You did everything right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the past rears its head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Making me unconvinced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The plans you always have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With an attached motive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You liked me so you said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you ended ditching me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For my Gucci loving friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All you wanted was a showpiece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To prance around the elite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Money was your language,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emotions was mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I yearned honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you deserted deceitfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turned me into an Ice queen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who now fails to heed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Subtlety was not your forte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So don't even bother my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a story long ended for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another sequel with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain't in the works for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So long farewell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So Adieu adieu to you and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-4187731331287286526?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/4187731331287286526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/03/adieu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/4187731331287286526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/4187731331287286526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/03/adieu.html' title='adieu !!!'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-5084801074234602686</id><published>2009-03-12T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:08:43.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Waterfall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cascades of bright white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Invisible flickers falling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A sudden coolness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Humming on the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Making the eyes to close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A pleasant aftershock,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seeps through the skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every drop disappearing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;into the great bluish abyss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sparkling with drops of the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flowing away without a hinder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adorning a forceful passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sheer power blinding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and yet so calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The wonders of nature &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So far and wide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I stand amazed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By the sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In front of my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The great Niagara falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-5084801074234602686?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/5084801074234602686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/03/ode-to-waterfall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/5084801074234602686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/5084801074234602686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/03/ode-to-waterfall.html' title='Ode to Waterfall...'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7136689243937923321.post-5944008818687539027</id><published>2009-03-09T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:00:16.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you and me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;were meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somewhere in between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love and hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clear and bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whats right in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;front of my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blind I can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But spare me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of being known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7136689243937923321-5944008818687539027?l=musefully.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/feeds/5944008818687539027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/5944008818687539027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7136689243937923321/posts/default/5944008818687539027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://musefully.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-and-me.html' title='you and me.'/><author><name>museful</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16381050356032348262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
