<?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-8615649365315983442</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:12:37.928-08:00</updated><category term='poem dedication [ written by me ]'/><title type='text'>sammyz aria</title><subtitle type='html'>hey P'ol....well i have set this blogger to add all my writings and creations...just trying to promote myself...it will cover various areas and various types...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-5079953861512890598</id><published>2010-03-28T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T08:35:21.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my best friend-i miss you n love you still...may you have a good life dear.....</title><content type='html'>ok today i am gonna confess something.....ok not really confess but something dat i really wanna say....once i had a very good friend.we became close friends in real short time...say a n year or so....and we absolutely loved each other.both crack heads,weird,out of mind and naughty to the extent that you cant imagine.we had crush on same guy and unbelievably we both co operated with each other in the most fantastic way.....i really loved her but yes there were some horrible misunderstandings and because of this other best friend we had,i hid things from to her...i really wish i had gone according to my instincts,then i would have her still in my life as a best friend.infact i would have the 2 people i loved the most still in my life.ok ! i will quote her sentence she was actually ready to share boyfriend with me.i mean i cant imagine anyone saying that,specially nowadays when people are horribly selfish.i still roll with laughter when i think about her deeds.she was a sweetheart and i  really love her and miss her and wish her all the luck for her future life and also apologise for hurting her and hiding things from her.....chutku may you have a wonderful life...!!! love you loads&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-5079953861512890598?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5079953861512890598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=5079953861512890598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/5079953861512890598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/5079953861512890598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-best-friend-i-miss-you-n-love-you.html' title='my best friend-i miss you n love you still...may you have a good life dear.....'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-5247431460764228050</id><published>2010-03-27T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T06:12:21.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disclaimer !!!</title><content type='html'>ok before i write any more blogs i want to say someting here....many of my posts will be my life inspired but i promise  solemnly here that i wont name anyone...if you guess who is it about ...well keep it to yourself...&lt;div&gt;thank you very much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a good day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-5247431460764228050?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5247431460764228050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=5247431460764228050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/5247431460764228050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/5247431460764228050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2010/03/disclaimer.html' title='disclaimer !!!'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-1389058551898558883</id><published>2010-03-26T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T06:58:42.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>habits i pick up !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well this is something which you all must be familiar with.when we are attached with someone hell lot or when we spend too much time with someone.or as in my case when i start somehow seeing myself in them or linking to that particular habit somehow...bam !!! well that's when i pick it up.like the recent has been the case of bella  ( from twilight ) and shruti,that is me.i can totally relate to this girl.believe it or not,i do smell blood.and well unknowingly and unintentionally i started associating with her or rather may be you can say associating with kristen stewart.i knew i used to do it but i realised it only when i saw her donig it.like biting my lower lip and stuff like that.i also sometimes pick up words just so not on purpose.like i suddenly started saying 'talk to me' when i pick up the phone...now why dont you think from where you can relate this line....think think !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok you know what !!! when i had decided this as my topic for today in morning,it sounded really good but somehow now i am missing all the things i wanted to write here.....arghhhhhhh.....i hate it.yeah !! i remember now i have this best friend who is like a total babe....and there was a time when we actually started talking absolutely in same manner...he picked some of my habits and i picked some of his...and ta da....you got an absolute awesome way of talking....anyways i will cut it out now,beofre you start using hammer on your screen...lol...have a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-1389058551898558883?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1389058551898558883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=1389058551898558883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/1389058551898558883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/1389058551898558883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2010/03/habits-i-pick-up.html' title='habits i pick up !!!'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-7302647702294484292</id><published>2010-03-24T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:17:15.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can i be a writer ?</title><content type='html'>hey good morning ! &lt;div&gt;well i have always been trying to write a book,it was totally fictional earlier but now i am thinking of changing the stream and make it a bit philosophical .i mean i will try to write it in such a way so that people learn something from it.iwish it could be an eye opener.well let's see when and how will i start writing it.but whenver i will do,i will surely let you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;havc a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-7302647702294484292?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7302647702294484292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=7302647702294484292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/7302647702294484292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/7302647702294484292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-i-be-writer.html' title='can i be a writer ?'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-3575318426469509539</id><published>2010-03-24T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T07:01:34.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back here too !!!!</title><content type='html'>hey everyone,&lt;div&gt;well  i am so sorry for being out of here for so long.i know i know,no articles,no poems,not even a word dropped.i apologize.well now i  am here and will be updating my blog regularly.hope oyu will stick by me and keep reading.ta ta and take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and o yeah ! i have started a new blog about india ( well what do you expect out of a tourism student,yep yep that is me ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will soon post the link here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;catchya soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-3575318426469509539?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3575318426469509539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=3575318426469509539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/3575318426469509539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/3575318426469509539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-back-here-too.html' title='I am back here too !!!!'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-2296184235513459316</id><published>2008-12-19T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:24:03.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he has gone through so much, he's falling apart at the seams. he called me last night to go pick him and take him away from his house and the raw desperation in his voice broke my heart... I wanted to hold him in my arms and tell him it'll all be ok. tell him I love him and just hold him until he fell into a peaceful sleep... he was the one who I fell in love with first. I might not tell my friends about it but I do. I love him with all my heart and wish he were happy with no one else to hurt him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-2296184235513459316?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2296184235513459316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=2296184235513459316' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/2296184235513459316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/2296184235513459316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2008/12/he-has-gone-through-so-much-hes-falling.html' title=''/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-1885074014416202798</id><published>2008-10-21T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:29:02.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to you i belong....</title><content type='html'>sky was the deepest blue,the deepest shade of a deep sea.&lt;br /&gt;and somehow somewhere i was lost in between&lt;br /&gt;stuck between the tog o war of decisions and life.&lt;br /&gt;i was so clutched and couldnt set myself free.&lt;br /&gt;you were there now you disappeared the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;neither were you with me,nor could you leave.&lt;br /&gt;where were we heading to.the relation that was so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that you are someone else,where we belong is a past wealth.&lt;br /&gt;but then i rrealise that to you i belong,wherever you go ,you carry my heart along.&lt;br /&gt;you are the reason i live,you are my identity.&lt;br /&gt;you will be the one i love,for now and for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crimson was the shade now above,suggesting the nimbus past.&lt;br /&gt;everything was so in place,just the dream i had always seen.&lt;br /&gt;for you.with you i wanted to live.&lt;br /&gt;sharing the sorrows,surrounded by happiness,in your arms i wanted to breathe last.&lt;br /&gt;where did i made a mistake,why did all our dremas die.&lt;br /&gt;why couldnt we be there forever,why couldnt we see.&lt;br /&gt;how long will i stand alone,will you ever hear my far cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that you are someone else,where we belong is a past wealth.&lt;br /&gt;but then i realise that to you i belong,wherever you go,you carry my heart along.&lt;br /&gt;you are the reason i live,you are my identity.&lt;br /&gt;you will be the one i love,for now and for eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-1885074014416202798?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1885074014416202798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=1885074014416202798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/1885074014416202798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/1885074014416202798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-you-i-belong.html' title='to you i belong....'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-5037468147656259634</id><published>2008-10-21T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:12:28.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the one i love</title><content type='html'>YOU BE THE CLOUD,I BE THE LIGHTNING&lt;br /&gt;YOU MAKE THE SOUND,I WILL DO THE BRIGHTENING&lt;br /&gt;YOU BE THE RAIN,I BE THE LEAF.&lt;br /&gt;DROP ON ME AND MAKE THE DEW,EVEN IF THE UNION IS BRIEF.&lt;br /&gt;YOU BE THE COLOR,I BE THE BRUSH.&lt;br /&gt;TOGETHER WE BEAUTIFY THE WORLD,THERE AINT NO RUSH.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE ONE I LOVE,YOU ARE THE ONE I LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE ONE I CANT GET OUT OF,AS BELOW SO ABOVE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE DREAM I CANT LET GO OF.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE ONE I LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU BE THE SEA,I BE THE WAVE&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT YOU I DONT EXIST,FOR YOU I ALWAYS CRAVE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU BE THE BOOK,I BE THE PAGE.&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOU I AM ENVIOUS,FOR YOU ONLY I RAGE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU BE THE LOVE,I BE THE FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;THE STRONGEST BOND EVER,WHICH WILL HAVE NO END.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE ONE I LOVE,YOU ARE THE ONE I LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE ONE I AM DEPRIVED OF,YOU ARE THE ONE I AM BEREFT OF.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE AWAY FROM ME THE WORLD REST OF,I BE THE LUCKY ONE WITH YOU IN FRONT OF.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE ONE I LOVE........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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love'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-2026496094373062113</id><published>2008-04-12T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:42:47.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOVERING CLOUD.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/SAB5ERL5BgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gxszARwq9Ug/s1600-h/08-12-06_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188279884970526210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/SAB5ERL5BgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gxszARwq9Ug/s320/08-12-06_1606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the point when dawn breaks into my room&lt;br /&gt;I could see a beautiful cloud lingering near my window&lt;br /&gt;That piece of cloud was my amorphous elf&lt;br /&gt;Depicting my&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mood by changing itself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i stepped outside for an immaculate day out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my misty saviour still overcasting me from daystar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unforgetful past was the only catchful emotion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my alter ego up in the sky followed the procession&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i could see everything that mattered to me running away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just the way it had happened when i had thaked for all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the bygone days broughtt teardrops in my eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to keep me company my sky mate began to cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was drenched in and out,all emotions getting mingled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was sad nd afraid,but the cloud up said i am still here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i could only wish that things this time won.t be snatched away from me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was bit satisfied as i knew,my little cloud will be hovering up there to see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-2026496094373062113?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2026496094373062113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=2026496094373062113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/2026496094373062113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/2026496094373062113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2008/04/hovering-cloud.html' title='HOVERING CLOUD.....'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/SAB5ERL5BgI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gxszARwq9Ug/s72-c/08-12-06_1606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-5201986341909734551</id><published>2007-04-28T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:42:47.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGEL OF MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/SACBrRL5BiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K82iVmMUZi0/s1600-h/DB_promo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188289351078446626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/SACBrRL5BiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K82iVmMUZi0/s320/DB_promo4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;w&lt;strong&gt;hat life is all about,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nobody knows&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all we can do is&lt;/strong&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keep going the way it goes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mine was just a monotonous one,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;facing all the ups and downs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my own weird ideas and thoughts,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that nobody could dare to shun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suddenly entered the angel of my life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which is the miracle i should abide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he rose me from dirth, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to everything worth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he is a great person,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a great source of inspiration.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entered the angel of my life, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miracle i should abide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taught me to deal with strife,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wish he'll always be a part of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the truest person i've ever seen,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real tough dude on whom i can always lean.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entered the angel of my life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miracle i should abide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he showed me the untrodden path,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;free from all jealousy and wrath.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he is the best thing that could ever happen to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the relation we share wish everyone could see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entered the angel of my life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miracle i should abide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he never makes an effort to make me happy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i'm always smiling cuz he says somthing crappy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all i can say he i venerate him for all he is,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o ! such a sage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he is very uncanny and never takes umbrage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entered the angel of my life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miracle i should abide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in his presence i am always blissed,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may my dear friend by god always be blessed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entered the angle of my life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miracle i should abide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taught me to deal with strife,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wish he will always be a part of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-5201986341909734551?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5201986341909734551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=5201986341909734551' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/5201986341909734551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/5201986341909734551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2007/04/angel-of-my-life.html' title='ANGEL OF MY LIFE'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/SACBrRL5BiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K82iVmMUZi0/s72-c/DB_promo4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-7039627129889416600</id><published>2007-04-28T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T20:47:37.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem dedication [ written by me ]'/><title type='text'>ENDLESS WISHES</title><content type='html'>Fulfill my one wish,before you leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;touch my hair,touch my hair so lovingly&lt;br /&gt;so i'll feel your fingers running down ma hair always&lt;br /&gt;after u leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill my one wish before you leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;take my hands,take my hands in yours so cutely&lt;br /&gt;so that my fingers crave to interlock in yours always&lt;br /&gt;after you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill my one wish before you leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;hug me,hug me so closely&lt;br /&gt;so that i can feel your body warmth against mine always&lt;br /&gt;after you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill my one wish before you leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;look into my eyes,look into my eyes so deeply&lt;br /&gt;so dat your impression stays in my mind always&lt;br /&gt;after you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill my one wish before you leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;touch my face,touch my face so sweetly&lt;br /&gt;so that i will remember that moment always&lt;br /&gt;after you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill my one wish before you leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;kiss me, kiss me so tenderly&lt;br /&gt;so dat my lips remain dewy always&lt;br /&gt;after you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill my endless wishes before you leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;even though you will leave me&lt;br /&gt;but you will always bewith me in my memories&lt;br /&gt;which i am sure will never leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-7039627129889416600?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7039627129889416600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=7039627129889416600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/7039627129889416600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/7039627129889416600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2007/04/endless-wishes.html' title='ENDLESS WISHES'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8615649365315983442.post-8092053381053033170</id><published>2007-03-16T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:42:47.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO FACED MORTALS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/SAB77BL5BhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Y-ijMk8zkXQ/s1600-h/23-06-07_1735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188283024591619602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/SAB77BL5BhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Y-ijMk8zkXQ/s320/23-06-07_1735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was highly depressed few dayz back cuz of fresh 'dhokha' from ma close frnz.and then i realised dat ppl wear face masks- ' da invisible masks ' off course to conceal their true identity.i cud remember da poem i read in some senior class which is basically a conversazione between a son n his dad.father is telllin his son bou da past where everybody was true ,fair and treated everyone equally .he coup de graces wid present generation which has to wear a different mask whly talkin to different ppl.it is peremptory to change da mask( not to mention invisible ).happy mask whn talkin to your crush,attitude mask whn talkin to you lover.hmmm !!! ( sounds tedious )&lt;br /&gt;nowadaz m readin dis buk called ' the rover ' written by APHRA BEHN.everyone used to wear masks in masquerades balls to hide their true very thing.and cuz of da hidden identity a brother molest ( almost !!! ) his own sister phew !!! thankfully generatoin z does not wear the masks actually,otherwise..... unmentionables.....additionally it wud be tiresome removing one mask...wearing other and above that carrying 20-30 masks wid u all de tym....&lt;br /&gt;newaz talkin bou wt happened wimme was....well what happens wid everyone else also.... only difference being i never expected ( as if other ppl do !!! ) for me they were,what they were in front of me.no idea what they were behnid ma back...their concealed images....got a good side kick for ma blind trust....n now i cannot trust anyone.truthfully even ma childhood frnz are sufferin cuz of those ppl...&lt;br /&gt;n whn i come to thnk of it now.even now.i hv started wearin da false faces.i screen me trueself from everyone...lollzzz !!! one more feign in fake world!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME ME PPL !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8615649365315983442-8092053381053033170?l=sammyzaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8092053381053033170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8615649365315983442&amp;postID=8092053381053033170' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/8092053381053033170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8615649365315983442/posts/default/8092053381053033170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammyzaria.blogspot.com/2007/03/two-faced-mortals.html' title='TWO FACED MORTALS'/><author><name>sammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01257017983726513557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/S6pBuuFNIDI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1zBqIK2Fh6A/S220/Image1410.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IiRqgeHxA_A/SAB77BL5BhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Y-ijMk8zkXQ/s72-c/23-06-07_1735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
