<?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-1764395788594483339</id><updated>2011-12-22T22:49:51.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mypoem</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764395788594483339.post-7203217935035706987</id><published>2010-01-22T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T17:31:57.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This time it felt different,&lt;br /&gt;          As if it was somehow stronger,&lt;br /&gt;          It seemed like this would last,&lt;br /&gt;          Yet it did not last any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I try and think of what went wrong,&lt;br /&gt;          Of why it did not last,&lt;br /&gt;          I come to find it was my fault,&lt;br /&gt;          That I was such an ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I could have done a lot different,&lt;br /&gt;          I could have done it right,&lt;br /&gt;          I could be sleeping soundly,&lt;br /&gt;          Instead of staying up all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder if there's still hope,&lt;br /&gt;          If I call her would she listen,&lt;br /&gt;          I wonder if I told her sorry,&lt;br /&gt;          How much of her I am missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would she stay on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;          Long enough for me to say,&lt;br /&gt;          That I long to be with her again,&lt;br /&gt;          Every night... every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would she accept my apology,&lt;br /&gt;          Would she listen to my plea,&lt;br /&gt;          Would she want to forgive,&lt;br /&gt;          Would she want to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I worry about her answer,&lt;br /&gt;          I fear a response of no,&lt;br /&gt;          I don't want to lose her,&lt;br /&gt;          I don't want to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I will never have closure,&lt;br /&gt;          Unless I pick up the phone,&lt;br /&gt;          And accept my actions as of late,&lt;br /&gt;          The mistakes I cannot condone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe she will listen,&lt;br /&gt;          Maybe she will not,&lt;br /&gt;          And if this struggle I do not win,&lt;br /&gt;          Well... at least I fought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Love..'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764395788594483339.post-8031948461138190333</id><published>2010-01-17T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:35:49.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks..</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="OneNote.File"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft OneNote 12"&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for the good times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The days you filled with pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for fond memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And for feelings I'll always treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you so much for all you do;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're truly a delight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When my life overwhelms and does me in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make everything all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've learned so much from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;About loving, sharing, giving;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know if I hadn't met you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wouldn't be really living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're facing life together;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're handling joy and sorrow;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm glad you're on my side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever comes tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You care about people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and it shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are generous with your time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;giving of your energy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lavish with your unselfish deeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will remember your kindness to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you for brightening my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with your thoughtfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really meant a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="margin: 0in; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To all nuffnangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-8031948461138190333?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/8031948461138190333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=8031948461138190333&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/8031948461138190333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/8031948461138190333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2010/01/thanks.html' title='Thanks..'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-3993040417873990187</id><published>2010-01-13T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:22:40.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am the wave and you the rock&lt;br /&gt;Against which I must break:&lt;br /&gt;Again, again the crushing jolt,&lt;br /&gt;The pain I can't forsake;&lt;br /&gt;Again, again a long retreat&lt;br /&gt;To safety, far from shore,&lt;br /&gt;And then again, I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;The long trip back for more.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is nostalgia for,&lt;br /&gt;A long uncertain glow,&lt;br /&gt;Or just some hope so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot let it go&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is the need to try&lt;br /&gt;For those  who must depend&lt;br /&gt;On who we are and what we do,&lt;br /&gt;From whom this should not end.&lt;br /&gt;What evil makes you heart me so,&lt;br /&gt;What defect of the heart?&lt;br /&gt;What sense there is no greater whole&lt;br /&gt;Of which you are  a part?&lt;br /&gt;What lonely choise that only you&lt;br /&gt;Be served by what you choose ?&lt;br /&gt;What hard , hard fear of losing what&lt;br /&gt;It is a gift to lose ?&lt;br /&gt;I dream sometimes my waiting love&lt;br /&gt;Has made you turn again.&lt;br /&gt;But you care only yourself ,&lt;br /&gt;And i must love in vain&lt;br /&gt;shukrinorton...heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-3993040417873990187?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/3993040417873990187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=3993040417873990187&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/3993040417873990187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/3993040417873990187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-heart-2.html' title='My Heart 2'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764395788594483339.post-3058142283856041960</id><published>2010-01-10T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:19:27.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart</title><content type='html'>I don't know why...?&lt;br /&gt;You've taken over my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I can't axplain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches when i wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches when i don't hear from you&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches when i long from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still stranger&lt;br /&gt;Far away&lt;br /&gt;I want you close by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches&lt;br /&gt;I miss your ambrase&lt;br /&gt;Holding you close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you my best frieand....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-3058142283856041960?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/3058142283856041960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=3058142283856041960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/3058142283856041960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/3058142283856041960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-heart.html' title='My Heart'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-4997783525492802926</id><published>2010-01-08T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:51:34.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting for.....?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I must resist the need&lt;br /&gt;    To take my life forever&lt;br /&gt;    The Holy Spirit heed&lt;br /&gt;    Can we get through together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What if I do let go&lt;br /&gt;    And give it all to Him?&lt;br /&gt;    Will true peace I know?&lt;br /&gt;    Will He take it all on Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All I need is trust in God&lt;br /&gt;    To heal me from within&lt;br /&gt;    My faith in God just seems so small...&lt;br /&gt;    Can God take away this pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hear that He forgives me&lt;br /&gt;    I struggle every day&lt;br /&gt;    I accept the gift He gave me&lt;br /&gt;    as God takes my hurts away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But these hurts, they seem too big&lt;br /&gt;    For even God to take away.&lt;br /&gt;    Every moment that I live&lt;br /&gt;    Within my heart they stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Afraid, alone, despairing&lt;br /&gt;    Feeling so out of control&lt;br /&gt;    Inside my heart not caring&lt;br /&gt;    My heart no longer whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Fighting to keep fighting&lt;br /&gt;    Trying to survive&lt;br /&gt;    Inside I feel I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;    One memory at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But now my heart is troubled.&lt;br /&gt;    I struggle to survive.&lt;br /&gt;    The intensity has doubled.&lt;br /&gt;    They want to take my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;I feel it's coming soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;      I'm weary in this fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;      Victory I will pursue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;      Against them I will fight.&lt;br /&gt;heart...shukrinorton..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-4997783525492802926?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/4997783525492802926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764395788594483339.post-5793295389155082529</id><published>2010-01-03T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:08:39.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss me,kiss me more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14;"  &gt;                                                                     kiss me and make the sorrowful pain go away&lt;br /&gt;kiss me and tell me everything  will soon be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss me and hold me tightly close to you&lt;br /&gt;kiss me and whisper sweet words that are true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss me and and lay me on the bed&lt;br /&gt;kiss me from my toes to my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss me here and kiss me there&lt;br /&gt;kiss me all over and anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss me softly&lt;br /&gt;and kiss me hardly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss me while you caress my hips&lt;br /&gt;kiss me after you lick my lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss me  kiss me kiss me more&lt;br /&gt;and if you can't do that at least for once let me through the door                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;                                                                   &lt;span style="font-size:20;"&gt;                                                                         Mizz.BabyGirl Brown                                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-5793295389155082529?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/5793295389155082529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=5793295389155082529&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/5793295389155082529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/5793295389155082529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2010/01/kiss-mekiss-me-more.html' title='Kiss me,kiss me more...'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764395788594483339.post-2613291195992415590</id><published>2009-12-29T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:59:52.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All My Best Frieand</title><content type='html'>All are my best frieand,&lt;br /&gt;on whom i can always count on,&lt;br /&gt;who always close to me,&lt;br /&gt;All are my frieand,&lt;br /&gt;i never make excuses,&lt;br /&gt;and never lies,&lt;br /&gt;who know what i am thinking,&lt;br /&gt;All are my frieand,&lt;br /&gt;to whom i would like,&lt;br /&gt;i don't have precious gift for you,&lt;br /&gt;only smile.....(click)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know I would not be the person I am today, with out you. &lt;br /&gt;All my best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-2613291195992415590?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/2613291195992415590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=2613291195992415590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/2613291195992415590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/2613291195992415590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-my-best-frieand.html' title='All My Best Frieand'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-4531311682263109824</id><published>2009-12-24T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T04:22:16.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Prayer</title><content type='html'>Dear Allah,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the sense of&lt;br /&gt;direction, purpose and peace we get&lt;br /&gt;from aligning our lives with Your Holy will.&lt;br /&gt;We pray for the strength and the will to obey You&lt;br /&gt;each and every day of the new year,&lt;br /&gt;and when we fail, we pray for Your mercy,&lt;br /&gt;In the new year, we pray&lt;br /&gt;that You will guide us each new day&lt;br /&gt;in paths that are pleasing to You.&lt;br /&gt;Your compassion, Your grace and Your love.&lt;br /&gt;Help us in the new year to be Your faithful servants.&lt;br /&gt;In ALLAH name we pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-4531311682263109824?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/4531311682263109824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=4531311682263109824&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/4531311682263109824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/4531311682263109824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-prayer.html' title='New Years Prayer'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764395788594483339.post-3873416192584060275</id><published>2009-12-13T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:52:07.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY WAR</title><content type='html'>Why wars in our world?&lt;br /&gt;When would we stop wars?&lt;br /&gt; Where is another word for war?&lt;br /&gt; What would end wars in our world?&lt;br /&gt; When would the wicked onesStop winning us to war?&lt;br /&gt;When would we stop weeping from wars?&lt;br /&gt; When we can weigh our word&lt;br /&gt;And with wisdom mend our fences&lt;br /&gt;When we can weigh our chances&lt;br /&gt;And with wisdom weaken our warful utterances&lt;br /&gt;And in a warm way win with words&lt;br /&gt;Why wars in our own world?&lt;br /&gt; When would we put out the fire of wars?&lt;br /&gt;Where are our generals for peace&lt;br /&gt;Who will with wisdom make war cease?&lt;br /&gt; What will make our wise ones win with words?&lt;br /&gt; When would the wicked ones stop winning us to wars?&lt;br /&gt;What wars can win is nothing but bulletsPain,&lt;br /&gt;unwelcomed wants and unnecessary needs&lt;br /&gt;What words can win is something&lt;br /&gt;more meaningful&lt;br /&gt;Than battles, tanks, riffles and bombs&lt;br /&gt;Why do we have to wait for war?&lt;br /&gt; When we can willingly wake with words&lt;br /&gt;What war can win&lt;br /&gt;Words with wisdom will warmly win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHUKRINORTON 14.12.2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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WAR'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764395788594483339.post-1917091460689344451</id><published>2009-12-13T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:49:17.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Prayers</title><content type='html'>Let there be peace in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Let us all see peace and not war.&lt;br /&gt;Let us all have peace in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Let all our statesmen know no violence,&lt;br /&gt;Let all love peace with warm vehemence,&lt;br /&gt;Let all be clothed with passionate patience,&lt;br /&gt;Let all respect peace with real reverence.&lt;br /&gt;Let peace pervade every political terrain,&lt;br /&gt;Let peace calm the spirits of every domain,&lt;br /&gt;Let peace be at peace with every reign,&lt;br /&gt;Let each achieve peace with poor pain,&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;to you we plead:&lt;br /&gt;come to us.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;we entreat you:&lt;br /&gt;deign on us.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;we want you:&lt;br /&gt;envelope us.&lt;br /&gt;Let our homes.&lt;br /&gt;be adorned with peace,&lt;br /&gt;Let our streets be paved with peace,&lt;br /&gt;Let our cities be set on a hilltop of peace.&lt;br /&gt;Let peace taint our every thought.&lt;br /&gt;Let there be peace,&lt;br /&gt;let peace never cease&lt;br /&gt;Let there be peace,&lt;br /&gt;let war forever cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shukrinorton....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-1917091460689344451?l=mypoem-hamba.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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764395788594483339.post-440048969037198392</id><published>2009-12-03T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:13:48.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untuk teman -teman setia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AKU lari seketika dari.. tajuk aku...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buat semua teman...tatkala aku menggunjunggi blog semua....kadangkala sang &lt;strong&gt;nuff &lt;/strong&gt;sleep..ada yg kluar.. kecuali satu blog yg aku singgah tidak menghampakan aku walaupun sang nuff tak muncul..&lt;strong&gt;BLOG IZZAH FARHANA&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;setiap kunjunggan aku pasti aku memberi senyuman $mile pada nya....bermaksud $mile disini aku meng -klik 1 iklan bidvertiser dimana sang &lt;strong&gt;nuff&lt;/strong&gt; tiada. 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pasang dua iklan...&lt;br /&gt;Sepanjang aku bergiat dalam nuffnangers ini hanya ada dua tiga blog sahaja yang mesang ads....lebih dari satu...harapan ku agar semua member &lt;strong&gt;nuff&lt;/strong&gt; pasang iklan lain...Aku bukan nak ambil kesempatan ini....Tetapi ingin berkongsi sedikit pengalaman dari apa yang aku dah perolehi....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keputusan di tangan anda....aku sekadar membuka ruang .....&lt;br /&gt;Ini link untuk registrations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Begin BidVertiser Referral code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;var bdv_ref_pid=284850;var bdv_ref_type='i';var bdv_ref_option='p';var bdv_ref_eb='0';var bdv_ref_gif_id='ref_120x60_blue_pbl';var bdv_ref_width=120;var bdv_ref_height=60;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://srv.bidvertiser.com/bidvertiser/referral_button.html?pid=284850"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a 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14px; padding-top: 20px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;       Come, walk with me,&lt;br /&gt;There's only thee&lt;br /&gt;To bless my spirit now -&lt;br /&gt;We used to love on winter nights&lt;br /&gt;To wander through the snow;&lt;br /&gt;Can we not woo back old delights?&lt;br /&gt;The clouds rush dark and wild&lt;br /&gt;They fleck with shade our mountain heights&lt;br /&gt;The same as long ago&lt;br /&gt;And on the horizon rest at last&lt;br /&gt;In looming masses piled;&lt;br /&gt;While moonbeams flash and fly so fast&lt;br /&gt;We scarce can say they smiled -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come walk with me, come walk with me;&lt;br /&gt;We were not once so few&lt;br /&gt;But Death has stolen our company&lt;br /&gt;As sunshine steals the dew -&lt;br /&gt;He took them one by one and we&lt;br /&gt;Are left the only two;&lt;br /&gt;So closer would my feelings twine&lt;br /&gt;Because they have no stay but thine -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nay call me not - it may not be&lt;br /&gt;Is human love so true?&lt;br /&gt;Can Friendship's flower droop on for years&lt;br /&gt;And then revive anew?&lt;br /&gt;No, though the soil be wet with tears,&lt;br /&gt;How fair soe'er it grew&lt;br /&gt;The vital sap once perished&lt;br /&gt;Will never flow again&lt;br /&gt;And surer than that dwelling dread,&lt;br /&gt;The narrow dungeon of the dead&lt;br /&gt;Time parts the hearts of men -'      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-7124196285581432794?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/7124196285581432794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=7124196285581432794&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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padding-top: 13px;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(55, 93, 87); font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Oh, For The Time When I Shall Sleep &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;by Emily Bronte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="padding-left: 14px; padding-top: 20px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;       Oh, for the time when I shall sleep&lt;br /&gt;Without identity,&lt;br /&gt;And never care how rain may steep,&lt;br /&gt;Or snow may cover me!&lt;br /&gt;No promised heaven these wild desires&lt;br /&gt;Could all, or half, fulful;&lt;br /&gt;No threatened hell, with quenchless fires,&lt;br /&gt;Subdue this quenchless will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So said I, and still say the same;&lt;br /&gt;Still, to my death, will say—&lt;br /&gt;Three gods within this little frame&lt;br /&gt;Are warring night and day:&lt;br /&gt;Heaven could not hold them all, and yet&lt;br /&gt;They all are held in me;&lt;br /&gt;And must be mine till I forget&lt;br /&gt;My present entity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for the time when in my breast&lt;br /&gt;Their struggles will be o'er!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, for the day when I shall rest,&lt;br /&gt;And never suffer more!      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-2443847915259208806?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/2443847915259208806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=2443847915259208806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/2443847915259208806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves, upon Time's branch, were growing brightly,&lt;br /&gt;Full of sap, and full of silver dew;&lt;br /&gt;Birds beneath its shelter gathered nightly;&lt;br /&gt;Daily round its flowers the wild bees flew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow passed, and plucked the golden blossom;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt stripped off the foliage in its pride;&lt;br /&gt;But, within its parent's kindly bosom,&lt;br /&gt;Flowed for ever Life's restoring-tide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little mourned I for the parted gladness,&lt;br /&gt;For the vacant nest and silent song -&lt;br /&gt;Hope was there, and laughed me out of sadness;&lt;br /&gt;Whispering, " Winter will not linger long!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, behold! with tenfold increase blessing,&lt;br /&gt;Spring adorned the beauty-burdened spray;&lt;br /&gt;Wind and rain and fervent heat, caressing,&lt;br /&gt;Lavished glory on that second May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High it rose - no winged grief could sweep it;&lt;br /&gt;Sin was scared to distance with its shine;&lt;br /&gt;Love, and its own life, had power to keep it&lt;br /&gt;From all wrong - from every blight but thine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruel Death! The young leaves droop and languish;&lt;br /&gt;Evening's gentle air may still restore -&lt;br /&gt;No! the morning sunshine mocks my anguish -&lt;br /&gt;Time, for me, must never blossom more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strike it down, that other boughs may flourish&lt;br /&gt;Where that perished sapling used to be;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, at least, its mouldering corpse will nourish&lt;br /&gt;That from which it sprung - Eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-8532931686160882053?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/8532931686160882053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=8532931686160882053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/8532931686160882053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/8532931686160882053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/10/death.html' title='DEATH'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-667450578152857001</id><published>2009-10-22T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:30:27.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love and friendship</title><content type='html'>Love is like the wild rose-briar,&lt;br /&gt;Friendship like the holly-tree --&lt;br /&gt;The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms&lt;br /&gt;But which will bloom most contantly?&lt;br /&gt;The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,&lt;br /&gt;Its summer blossoms scent the air;&lt;br /&gt;Yet wait till winter comes again&lt;br /&gt;And who wil call the wild-briar fair?&lt;br /&gt;Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now&lt;br /&gt;And deck thee with the holly's sheen,&lt;br /&gt;That when December blights thy brow&lt;br /&gt;He may still leave thy garland green.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-667450578152857001?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/667450578152857001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=667450578152857001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/667450578152857001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/667450578152857001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-and-friendship.html' title='love and friendship'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-4592216187299093313</id><published>2009-10-22T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:29:12.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How still, how happy! by Emily Bronte</title><content type='html'>How still, how happy! Those are words&lt;br /&gt;That once would scarce agree together;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the plashing of the surge -&lt;br /&gt;The changing heaven the breezy weather,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than smooth seas and cloudless skies&lt;br /&gt;And solemn, soothing, softened airs&lt;br /&gt;That in the forest woke no sighs&lt;br /&gt;And from the green spray shook no tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How still, how happy! now I feel&lt;br /&gt;Where silence dwells is sweeter far&lt;br /&gt;Than laughing mirth's most joyous swell&lt;br /&gt;However pure its raptures are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, sit down on this sunny stone:&lt;br /&gt;'Tis wintry light o'er flowerless moors -&lt;br /&gt;But sit - for we are all alone&lt;br /&gt;And clear expand heaven's breathless shores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could think in the withered grass&lt;br /&gt;Spring's budding wreaths we might discern;&lt;br /&gt;The violet's eye might shyly flash&lt;br /&gt;And young leaves shoot among the fern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is but thought - full many a night&lt;br /&gt;The snow shall clothe those hills afar&lt;br /&gt;And storms shall add a drearier blight&lt;br /&gt;And winds shall wage a wilder war,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the lark may herald in&lt;br /&gt;Fresh foliage twined with blossoms fair&lt;br /&gt;And summer days again begin&lt;br /&gt;Their glory - haloed crown to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet my heart loves December's smile&lt;br /&gt;As much as July's golden beam;&lt;br /&gt;Then let us sit and watch the while&lt;br /&gt;The blue ice curdling on the stream -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-4592216187299093313?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/4592216187299093313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=4592216187299093313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/4592216187299093313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/4592216187299093313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-still-how-happy-by-emily-bronte.html' title='How still, how happy! by Emily Bronte'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-6137678707945960614</id><published>2009-09-17T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T02:06:14.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bukisa.com/r/shukrinorton"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.bukisa.com/swf/234X60-corrections.gif" alt="" border="0" width="234" height="60" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Charlotte Cushman by Sidney Lanier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look where a three-point star shall weave his beam&lt;br /&gt;Into the slumb'rous tissue of some stream,&lt;br /&gt;Till his bright self o'er his bright copy seem&lt;br /&gt;Fulfillment dropping on a come-true dream;&lt;br /&gt;So in this night of art thy soul doth show&lt;br /&gt;Her excellent double in the steadfast flow&lt;br /&gt;Of wishing love that through men's hearts doth go:&lt;br /&gt;At once thou shin'st above and shin'st below.&lt;br /&gt;E'en when thou strivest there within Art's sky&lt;br /&gt;(Each star must o'er a strenuous orbit fly),&lt;br /&gt;Full calm thine image in our love doth lie,&lt;br /&gt;A Motion glassed in a Tranquillity.&lt;br /&gt;So triple-rayed, thou mov'st, yet stay'st, serene --&lt;br /&gt;Art's artist, Love's dear woman, Fame's good queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- You will NOT be able to see the ad on your site! 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'No, it was only fun.'&lt;br /&gt;'When we stood there, closer than all?' 'Well, the harvest moon&lt;br /&gt;Was shining and queer in your hair, and it turned my head.'&lt;br /&gt;'That made you?' 'Yes.' 'Just the moon and the light it made&lt;br /&gt;Under the tree?' 'Well, your mouth, too.' 'Yes, my mouth?'&lt;br /&gt;'And the quiet there that sang like the drum in the booth.&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't have danced like that.' 'Like what?' 'So close,&lt;br /&gt;Whith your head turned up, and the flower in your hair, a rose&lt;br /&gt;That smelt all warm.' 'I loved you. I thought you knew&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have danced like that with any but you.'&lt;br /&gt;'I didn't know, I thought you knew it was fun.'&lt;br /&gt;'I thought it was love you meant.' 'Well, it's done.' 'Yes, it's done.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen boys stone a blackbird, and watched them drown&lt;br /&gt;A kitten... it clawed at the reeds, and they pushed it down&lt;br /&gt;Into the pool while it screamed. Is that fun, too?'&lt;br /&gt;'Well, boys are like that... Your brothers...' 'Yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;But you, so lovely and strong! Not you! Not you!'&lt;br /&gt;'They don't understand it's cruel. It's only a game.'&lt;br /&gt;'And are girls fun, too?' 'No, still in a way it's the same.&lt;br /&gt;It's queer and lovely to have a girl...' 'Go on.'&lt;br /&gt;'It makes you mad for a bit to feel she's your own,&lt;br /&gt;And you laugh and kiss her, and maybe you give her a ring,&lt;br /&gt;But it's only in fun.' 'But I gave you everything.'&lt;br /&gt;'Well, you shouldn't have done it. You know what a fellow thinks&lt;br /&gt;When a girl does that.' 'Yes, he talks of her over his drinks&lt;br /&gt;And calles her a--' 'Stop that now, I thought you knew.'&lt;br /&gt;'But it wasn't with anyone else. It was only you.'&lt;br /&gt;'How did I know? I thought you wanted it too.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were like the rest. Well, what's to be done?'&lt;br /&gt;'To be done' 'Is it all right?' 'Yes.' 'Sure?' 'Yes, but why?'&lt;br /&gt;'I don't know, I thought you where going to cry.&lt;br /&gt;You said you had something to tell me.' 'Yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't anything relly... I think I'll go.'&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, it's late. There's thunder about, a drop of rain&lt;br /&gt;Fell on my hand in the dark. I'll see you again&lt;br /&gt;At the dance next week. You're sure that everything's right?'&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' 'Well, I'll be going.' 'Kiss me...' 'Good night.' ... 'Good night.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bukisa.com/r/shukrinorton"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.bukisa.com/swf/234X60-corrections.gif" alt="" border="0" width="234" height="60" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-3204999690605742779?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/3204999690605742779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=3204999690605742779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/3204999690605742779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/3204999690605742779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-poem.html' title='long poem'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-1457611482412772311</id><published>2009-09-17T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:28:39.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends Forever , I miss you GUYS ! poem .</title><content type='html'>You guys were my best friends,&lt;br /&gt;my shoulders to cry on,&lt;br /&gt;you guys helped me mend my broken hearts,&lt;br /&gt;and laugh the long days away.&lt;br /&gt;We spent every day together at school,&lt;br /&gt;and even on the weekends,&lt;br /&gt;without you two guys in my life,&lt;br /&gt;i would have gotten no where.&lt;br /&gt;We have shared so many inside jokes,&lt;br /&gt;and way too many laughs,&lt;br /&gt;we've ran around like idiots,&lt;br /&gt;and we've made complete fools of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;You guys were my suport system,&lt;br /&gt;you guys made sure I was never in tears,&lt;br /&gt;you guys spent day after day making me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and trying to sheild me from all the hurt in life.&lt;br /&gt;You guys were like my family,&lt;br /&gt;my best friends and older brothers,&lt;br /&gt;you guys made sure the guys i dated were nice,&lt;br /&gt;though none of them ever met your standers.&lt;br /&gt;For you guys no one was ever good enough for me,&lt;br /&gt;you guys disapporved of every guy for a fear of me being hurt,&lt;br /&gt;for you guys no guy would ever be good enough for me,&lt;br /&gt;and no guy would ever get your approval.&lt;br /&gt;Mathew me and you were lunch moniters for the grade twos,&lt;br /&gt;we laugh everyday away at lunch and always made idiots of ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;from joking around about my zipper earrings to running the tv around,&lt;br /&gt;from joking around about having road rage to having our serouse talks.&lt;br /&gt;Mathew, you were the smile on my face for so long,&lt;br /&gt;my best friend and without you I wouldnt have learned how to be myself,&lt;br /&gt;you taught me not to care what people think and to always try my best,&lt;br /&gt;and because of you i have gotten to where I am today.&lt;br /&gt;Joey, you've been my best friend for as long as i can remember,&lt;br /&gt;my best friend and someone like an older brother to me,&lt;br /&gt;you have protected me from so much hurt and pain in my life,&lt;br /&gt;and you have been my shoulder to cry on countless times.&lt;br /&gt;We've laughed and joked around about boys and stupid names,&lt;br /&gt;we had our stupid lil fights but way more laughs and jokes,&lt;br /&gt;like making our movie about your scotter and making fun of boys,&lt;br /&gt;you have always made me laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt;You two boys have done countless things for me,&lt;br /&gt;you guys were so much more then my best friends you guys were family,&lt;br /&gt;and now we never talk anymore theres no communication,&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts me inside everyday to realise i've lost my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;You boys will always hold this special place inside my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I havent forgotten about either of you guys and I never will,&lt;br /&gt;theres always going to be memouries of us replaying in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;and pictures of our crazy moments that we can always look at.&lt;br /&gt;You guys will never be forgotten and I will never turn my back on yous,&lt;br /&gt;we just all have our own lives and I guess we're just always busy,&lt;br /&gt;but I really do need you guys back into my life,&lt;br /&gt;because without my best friends lifes just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bukisa.com/r/shukrinorton"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.bukisa.com/swf/234X60-corrections.gif" alt="" border="0" width="234" height="60" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-1457611482412772311?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/1457611482412772311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=1457611482412772311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/1457611482412772311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/1457611482412772311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-friends-forever-i-miss-you-guys.html' title='Best Friends Forever , I miss you GUYS ! poem .'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-2401838758955560152</id><published>2009-09-17T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T02:33:35.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;For My Best Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is for you, my best friend, the one person i can tell my soul too Who can relate to me like no other Who I can laugh with to no extents, Who I can cry too when times are tough, Who can help me with the problems of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Never have you turned your back on me Or told me I wasnt good enough Or let me down&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you know what that means to me You have went through so much pain and you still have time For me. And I love you for listening even when inside YOU are dying And I look up too you because you are strong, and caring and beautiful. Even though you don't think you are.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you know that I am always here To listen to you laugh and cry and help In all the ways that i can And I will try to be at least half the friend you are To me.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know I would not be the person I am today, with out you. My best friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweetim.com/s.asp?im=gen&amp;amp;lpver=3&amp;amp;ref=11" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.sweetim.com/sim/cpie/emoticons/000201C3.gif" title="Click to get more." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;shukrinorton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bukisa.com/r/shukrinorton"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.bukisa.com/swf/234X60-corrections.gif" alt="" border="0" height="60" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-2401838758955560152?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/2401838758955560152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=2401838758955560152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/2401838758955560152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/2401838758955560152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-my-best-friend.html' title='For My Best Friend'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-4050084081324823616</id><published>2009-09-12T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:11:08.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace</title><content type='html'>Why do we need rest in peace?&lt;br /&gt;Why after death, relaxation and at ease?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we not care any body in youth and tease?&lt;br /&gt;Is the peace available on demand and lease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question all the time baffle,&lt;br /&gt;Mind and thoughts both scuffle,&lt;br /&gt;Was it not in our hands to make life?&lt;br /&gt;Less vulnerable when situation was rife,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole life we struggled and fought,&lt;br /&gt;For nothing but gain or loss brought,&lt;br /&gt;Blessings, grace never desired and sought,&lt;br /&gt;Did all stupidity but never got caught,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played hell with human lives an values,&lt;br /&gt;Never paid their honourable dues,&lt;br /&gt;Longed for pleasure and honeydews,&lt;br /&gt;Considered lucky among wealthy few,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of purchasing simply by money,&lt;br /&gt;Muscle and wealth power only main key,&lt;br /&gt;Wondered at sea shores for precious pearls,&lt;br /&gt;Did not bother about any or abuse hurls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much dismal and poor show,&lt;br /&gt;Concern for late life naturally grow,&lt;br /&gt;Heart skips with at simple voice of crow,&lt;br /&gt;Reddishness on cheek disappears and dimmed glow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days and nights seem so longer,&lt;br /&gt;Early end of life grow so stronger,&lt;br /&gt;In my own circle I am reduced to stranger,&lt;br /&gt;I have no hard feelings and even anger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With passage of time D day has come?&lt;br /&gt;Even with disliking it is always welcome,&lt;br /&gt;Final end may be near and still no rest,&lt;br /&gt;I try to conceal face with optimum best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why to have peace even in grave?&lt;br /&gt;Life I lived with front brave.&lt;br /&gt;It is not on with final fare well,&lt;br /&gt;Rest may be ok but not final tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/lmn.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-4050084081324823616?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/4050084081324823616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=4050084081324823616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/4050084081324823616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/4050084081324823616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/09/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in Peace'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-9146104598970263064</id><published>2009-09-12T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:57:18.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O my luve's like a red, red rose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's newly sprung in June;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O my luve's like a melodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's sweetly play'd in tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So deep in luve am I;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I will love thee still, my Dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Till a'the seas gang dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And the rocks melt wi' the sun:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will luve thee still, my Dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;While the sands o'life shall run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And fare thee weel my only Luve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And fare thee weel a while!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I will come again, my Luve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tho' it were ten thousand mile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Begin: AdBrite, Generated: 2009-09-15 2:53:21  --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var AdBrite_Title_Color = '0000FF';&lt;br /&gt;var AdBrite_Text_Color = '000000';&lt;br /&gt;var AdBrite_Background_Color = 'E6E6E6';&lt;br /&gt;var AdBrite_Border_Color = '008000';&lt;br /&gt;var AdBrite_URL_Color = '008000';&lt;br /&gt;try{var AdBrite_Iframe=window.top!=window.self?2:1;var AdBrite_Referrer=document.referrer==''?document.location:document.referrer;AdBrite_Referrer=encodeURIComponent(AdBrite_Referrer);}catch(e){var AdBrite_Iframe='';var AdBrite_Referrer='';}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="white-space:nowrap;"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;document.write(String.fromCharCode(60,83,67,82,73,80,84));document.write(' src="http://ads.adbrite.com/mb/text_group.php?sid=1332281&amp;zs=3436385f3630&amp;ifr='+AdBrite_Iframe+'&amp;ref='+AdBrite_Referrer+'" type="text/javascript"&gt;');document.write(String.fromCharCode(60,47,83,67,82,73,80,84,62));&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_top" href="http://www.adbrite.com/mb/commerce/purchase_form.php?opid=1332281&amp;afsid=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.adbrite.com/mb/images/adbrite-your-ad-here-banner-w.gif" style="background-color:#008000;border:none;padding:0;margin:0;" alt="Your Ad Here" width="11" height="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- End: AdBrite --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-9146104598970263064?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/9146104598970263064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=9146104598970263064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/9146104598970263064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/9146104598970263064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-my-luves-like-red-red-rose.html' title=''/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-606188988011673722</id><published>2009-09-12T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T08:35:44.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no title</title><content type='html'>You're nothing more than&lt;br /&gt;Just my Love&lt;br /&gt;Everything; which is everything&lt;br /&gt;Is all there was&lt;br /&gt;Is and still to be&lt;br /&gt;Empty fluttering my panic&lt;br /&gt;Is amidst the void&lt;br /&gt;The void is left, all that's left&lt;br /&gt;That and the listless&lt;br /&gt;Faintful knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pouting and crying&lt;br /&gt;And struggled breath&lt;br /&gt;Grips the grasp of the&lt;br /&gt;Faithful dark; clutching not&lt;br /&gt;But all in all&lt;br /&gt;Leading us down the&lt;br /&gt;Hallowed hall appalled to be&lt;br /&gt;Too large too small&lt;br /&gt;My panic sets as&lt;br /&gt;Hate begets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot the plight as it&lt;br /&gt;Turns for worse&lt;br /&gt;The stony heart; that hateful thing&lt;br /&gt;Sings its song to bliss&lt;br /&gt;Its own, the seeds it's sown&lt;br /&gt;The time I've sown&lt;br /&gt;With all my Love&lt;br /&gt;To stay the course&lt;br /&gt;Clutching not; was all for not&lt;br /&gt;The dark ensues is all that's&lt;br /&gt;Left and all that's left; my panic&lt;br /&gt;Sets as the pain begets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/lmn.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-606188988011673722?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/606188988011673722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=606188988011673722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/606188988011673722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/606188988011673722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-title.html' title='no title'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-8617269595133186191</id><published>2009-08-29T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T02:20:22.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/k.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweetim.com/s.asp?im=gen&amp;amp;lpver=3&amp;amp;ref=11" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.sweetim.com/sim/cpie/emoticons/00020309.gif" title="Click to get more." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear&lt;br /&gt;(1983)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;Somebody might see us.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;That they can even take the night&lt;br /&gt;Away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it snows, don't tell anyone:&lt;br /&gt;"Winter has come."&lt;br /&gt;They might arrest the spring,&lt;br /&gt;While tracking down winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hear that spring has come,&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave your home.&lt;br /&gt;No, my sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;Don't pin a flower to your breast,&lt;br /&gt;It might be taken as some sort of symbol.&lt;br /&gt;When did this fear begin?&lt;br /&gt;In what year of what century?&lt;br /&gt;I can't find the right words to describe this&lt;br /&gt;In the language of this land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweetim.com/s.asp?im=gen&amp;amp;lpver=3&amp;amp;ref=11" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.sweetim.com/sim/cpie/emoticons/00020127.gif" title="Click to get more." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="scroll" scrollamount="5" direction="left" width="50%"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.codelagu.com/glitter-text-generator" title="Free Glitter text generator"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/s.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/h.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/u.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/k.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/r.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/i.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/n.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/o.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/r.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/t.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/o.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/19/n.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.codelagu.com/glitter-text-generator"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Free Glitter Text Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-8617269595133186191?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/8617269595133186191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=8617269595133186191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/8617269595133186191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/8617269595133186191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/08/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-1222610346420651708</id><published>2009-08-29T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T07:57:18.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Age and Youth</title><content type='html'>Old Age and Youth&lt;br /&gt;(1982)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an old man sitting,&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in front of the ashen gray sea&lt;br /&gt;That is as gray as he is.&lt;br /&gt;His sight blurs the distance,&lt;br /&gt;Which is without horizon.&lt;br /&gt;"There is no youth on Earth anymore,"&lt;br /&gt;He says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a child playing,&lt;br /&gt;Playing among the flowers and grass&lt;br /&gt;That are as colorful as he is.&lt;br /&gt;He looks at the sun&lt;br /&gt;Without squinting his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;There is no old age on Earth anymore,"&lt;br /&gt;He says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee width="50%" behavior="scroll" scrollamount="5" direction="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.codelagu.com/glitter-text-generator" title="Free Glitter text generator"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/s.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/h.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/u.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/k.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/r.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/i.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/n.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/o.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/r.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/t.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/o.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/14/n.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.codelagu.com/glitter-text-generator"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Free Glitter Text Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; 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font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(1983)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If I light a lamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In the darkness of this tiredness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Where will it cast its light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;What will I see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm so afraid of seeing something bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't know what to do, I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm afraid to light a lamp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But I'm also afraid that some day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I might get used to the darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And be able to see in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/lmn.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-3626538770836729971?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/3626538770836729971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=3626538770836729971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/3626538770836729971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/3626538770836729971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth.html' title='TRUTH'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-5289967000859189001</id><published>2009-08-29T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:01:09.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR MY EX-FRIEND</title><content type='html'>I’m not sober all the time&lt;br /&gt;You bring me down at least you try&lt;br /&gt;Until we see this eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be running out of luck&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re just not drunk enough to&lt;br /&gt;And now I’ve had it up to here&lt;br /&gt;I don’t, I don’t want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took so long to see&lt;br /&gt;You walked away from me&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;Wake up I’m pounding on the door&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the man I was before&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell are you&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;Wake up I’m pounding on the door&lt;br /&gt;I won’t hurt you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell are you&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not angry all the time&lt;br /&gt;You push me down at least you try&lt;br /&gt;Until we see this eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took so long to see&lt;br /&gt;You walked away from me&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;Wake up I’m pounding on the door&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the man I was before&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell are you&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;Wake up I’m pounding on the door&lt;br /&gt;I won’t hurt you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell are you&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took so long to see&lt;br /&gt;You walked away from me&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up I’m pounding on the door&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the man I was before&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell are you&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;Wake up I’m pounding on the door&lt;br /&gt;I won’t hurt you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell are you&lt;br /&gt;When I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-5289967000859189001?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/5289967000859189001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=5289967000859189001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/5289967000859189001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/5289967000859189001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-my-ex-friend.html' title='FOR MY EX-FRIEND'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-7590200204416233056</id><published>2009-08-27T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:01:35.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.codelagu.com/glitter-text-generator" title="Free Glitter text generator"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/10/f.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/10/i.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/10/r.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/10/s.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/10/t.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/10/l.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/10/o.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/10/v.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Glitter text generator" src="http://izzigirls.com/tipos/10/e.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.codelagu.com/glitter-text-generator"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Free Glitter Text Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my first loveBack home,&lt;br /&gt;you know,&lt;br /&gt;I left him So to America I could go.&lt;br /&gt;He sent me red roses,&lt;br /&gt;He told my mom&lt;br /&gt;To give the roses to me,&lt;br /&gt;And he sent me his name&lt;br /&gt;To carry on a chain!&lt;br /&gt;Each time he called me,&lt;br /&gt;Each letter he sent,&lt;br /&gt;He made me cry,&lt;br /&gt;So I told my momTo let the roses die.&lt;br /&gt;Years have passed.&lt;br /&gt;He said he would come to see me,&lt;br /&gt;And I said, Do it if you must.&lt;br /&gt;So we talked for hours,&lt;br /&gt;About our lives and our past.&lt;br /&gt;Our getting togetherWas a sweet sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;But it could not bring back&lt;br /&gt;The old lust.&lt;br /&gt;By now our roads&lt;br /&gt;Were covered with dust.&lt;br /&gt;We had steak,&lt;br /&gt;And we drank the red wine,&lt;br /&gt;And he said not to change,&lt;br /&gt;To stay sweet;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-7590200204416233056?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/7590200204416233056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=7590200204416233056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/7590200204416233056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/7590200204416233056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-love.html' title='1st love'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-6447344392888743090</id><published>2009-08-27T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:01:57.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to my friend</title><content type='html'>You are a great friend and I think we could be more&lt;br /&gt;You dug so deep within my heart&lt;br /&gt;and now you stick to my inner core&lt;br /&gt;You're like my true inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;you give me the strength to move on&lt;br /&gt;You're like the perfect picture but you were never drawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a coincidence and it could never be a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Your words and kindness make my soul feel warm,off its embrace&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see you, for you to hold me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;For you to whisper things I want to hearand fill my cup with charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-6447344392888743090?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/6447344392888743090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=6447344392888743090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/6447344392888743090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/6447344392888743090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-my-friend.html' title='to my friend'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-6996724647091939730</id><published>2009-08-27T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:02:15.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love u</title><content type='html'>Heaven whispered into my ear,&lt;br /&gt;That one day,&lt;br /&gt;One special lady would come my way.&lt;br /&gt;And that special lady is- is You.&lt;br /&gt;These days now,your embrace feels so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;This is something I dream abouteverytime I go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face,you take my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;And I forget everythingI want to say.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I just like to lay back,&lt;br /&gt;and stare at you.'&lt;br /&gt;Cause you`re the only one I think about in everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;I love it when I`m around you.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I want to get close to you.&lt;br /&gt;It`s like I`m falling from a mountain-top.&lt;br /&gt;My heart keeps pounding, and it won`t stop.&lt;br /&gt;Let`s forget about our past,and make this love forever last.&lt;br /&gt;Just make the call,and take it all.&lt;br /&gt;There`s no need to stall.&lt;br /&gt;I won`t make you wait,&lt;br /&gt;Beause it`s my love you can`t escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nuffnang_bid = "1d15f81418f8de8457781c4a9fc87ccf";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://synad2.nuffnang.com.my/j.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1764395788594483339-6996724647091939730?l=mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/feeds/6996724647091939730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1764395788594483339&amp;postID=6996724647091939730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/6996724647091939730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1764395788594483339/posts/default/6996724647091939730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoem-hamba.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-lovo-u.html' title='i love u'/><author><name>hamba</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01638269948319533862</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-1764395788594483339.post-2383289167287632771</id><published>2009-08-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T08:02:32.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to my wife...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Love the half of my whole&lt;br /&gt;The one I love and want to behold&lt;br /&gt;With Her again I yearn to be&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy a togetherness that makes us happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its such a miserable day here today&lt;br /&gt;Rain, rain and cloudy dull dark skies&lt;br /&gt;A lonely, cold and damp feeling allover&lt;br /&gt;Little depressing, oh! for the days of July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather be mindful of my concern&lt;br /&gt;Go away rain, please go away soon&lt;br /&gt;For bright day and light to return&lt;br /&gt;The open skies with shining afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll not let the weather get me down&lt;br /&gt;Nor the loneliness of one half depress &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- nuffnang --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; 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