<?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-9007305212632025885</id><updated>2012-01-31T21:46:48.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressions</title><subtitle type='html'>Passionate about nature and verse, I have often felt the two blending together in a symphony. I find beauty in each of God's creations, have longed to express my thoughts in words and have finally found the time to do it. This is my first blog, though I am not new to writing! A new beginning in the blog world, like the first leaves of spring, bursting forth with the freshness of green, I am making an attempt to see the sapling of my creation grow as the days go by!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-177512744767826762</id><published>2010-12-30T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T05:16:09.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/TRyFsgA2lZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/KhMXFMYKnq4/s1600/lightning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/TRyFsgA2lZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/KhMXFMYKnq4/s400/lightning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556463039822599570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distant rumblings of thunder &lt;br /&gt;lightning streaks across the midnight sky &lt;br /&gt;Tidal waves on a tempestuous sea &lt;br /&gt;emotions riding an unknown high &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background scores of a haunting melody &lt;br /&gt;familiar strains of a soothing symphony &lt;br /&gt;Pitter patter of falling raindrops &lt;br /&gt;Smoky illusions of lengthening shadows; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You invaded my solitude &lt;br /&gt;jolted me out of my reverie &lt;br /&gt;intercepted my lonliness, &lt;br /&gt;with a baritone of gentleness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear nothing, see nothing; &lt;br /&gt;the echo of your heartbeats &lt;br /&gt;sweeping through sounds of silence &lt;br /&gt;wisps of mist blocking my vision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your whispered sweet nothings, &lt;br /&gt;intuitively confirmed deep inside &lt;br /&gt;It was all falling apart, ending &lt;br /&gt;yet, abiding, hoping, for a new beginning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny aborting the harmonious stanza &lt;br /&gt;Inhibiting the bloom yearning to burst forth, &lt;br /&gt;Another dream nipped in the bud &lt;br /&gt;whilst shearing a bleeding stem………..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-177512744767826762?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/177512744767826762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=177512744767826762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/177512744767826762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/177512744767826762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/12/adieu.html' title='Adieu'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/TRyFsgA2lZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/KhMXFMYKnq4/s72-c/lightning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-6691855551784172806</id><published>2010-08-20T02:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T02:26:06.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquid Amber</title><content type='html'>Drowning in deep pools&lt;br /&gt;of amber delight,&lt;br /&gt;Weaving dreams&lt;br /&gt;on a starlit night,&lt;br /&gt;trapped in a rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;of  lilting symphonies,&lt;br /&gt;the hypnosis continues;&lt;br /&gt;With a promise of&lt;br /&gt;Enticing moments&lt;br /&gt;Entranced&lt;br /&gt;Enthralled&lt;br /&gt;Spellbound!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-6691855551784172806?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/6691855551784172806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=6691855551784172806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/6691855551784172806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/6691855551784172806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/08/liquid-amber.html' title='Liquid Amber'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-7343143911864084043</id><published>2010-08-10T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:21:55.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/TGFRsoEKc7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/-T4vd45ZlEk/s1600/38741-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Single-White-Rose-With-Thorns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/TGFRsoEKc7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/-T4vd45ZlEk/s400/38741-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Single-White-Rose-With-Thorns.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503770046734431154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to convey my love through a rose,&lt;br /&gt;Laying aside my pride and my fears&lt;br /&gt;to wipe the memory of my angst I chose&lt;br /&gt;which had brought pearls in the form of tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas my effort went in vain,&lt;br /&gt;not even an ounce of joy did I gain &lt;br /&gt;As I watched the bud go flying down&lt;br /&gt;into the bin, your brows knit in a frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't my intention sweetness,&lt;br /&gt;how am I to convince you that Im righteous&lt;br /&gt;longing to see the white bloom, my precious&lt;br /&gt;adorning your long, lustrous tresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminding you that I touched its satin skin&lt;br /&gt;removed every thorn, hurting you was sin&lt;br /&gt;If it takes till eternity, I will thus remain&lt;br /&gt;taxing and torturing my confused brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! White Rose, I seek to deliver&lt;br /&gt;You to my fair and beauteous lover&lt;br /&gt;let us have a solid pact together&lt;br /&gt;to bring a smile on her lips forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile which will tug at my heartstrings&lt;br /&gt;unknown to her, the joys she brings&lt;br /&gt;to my arid life, my maiden, a White Rose herself&lt;br /&gt;drowning deep in her thoughts I surrender myself&lt;br /&gt;I am not me anymore.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piece is inspired by an Indian teleserial called GEET which is aired on Indian Television channel StarOne every week night 9:30 p.m&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-7343143911864084043?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/7343143911864084043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/7343143911864084043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/7343143911864084043'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/TGFRsoEKc7I/AAAAAAAAAOU/-T4vd45ZlEk/s72-c/38741-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Single-White-Rose-With-Thorns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-5388782408248452603</id><published>2010-02-24T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T09:55:02.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert Tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S4Vn6ybFc8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/8r6YhXB_Af4/s1600-h/rajasthan-dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S4Vn6ybFc8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/8r6YhXB_Af4/s400/rajasthan-dance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441869984412562370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking rapid steps on desert sands&lt;br /&gt;in the hot blistering sun&lt;br /&gt;Her head titled&lt;br /&gt;to balance dual pots of water&lt;br /&gt;with heavily ornamented hands&lt;br /&gt;Swiftly rising drifts blinding her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Her multi coloured patch worked skirt&lt;br /&gt;swirling to the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;of silver anklets, &lt;br /&gt;Humming a rustic tune &lt;br /&gt;A smile on her lips &lt;br /&gt;Anticipating her lover’s embrace&lt;br /&gt;The promise of an enchanting evening&lt;br /&gt;With lingering nightlong soirees……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simmering desert dunes, &lt;br /&gt;created fresh patterns &lt;br /&gt;Golden sands turning russet in the evening sun;&lt;br /&gt;Faraway, across the miles&lt;br /&gt;Floated strains of folk ballad music&lt;br /&gt;interspersed with baritone voices&lt;br /&gt;Men seated for a break from their daily grind&lt;br /&gt;with their blood red turbans on heat beaten faces&lt;br /&gt;like full blown roses adorning their heads,&lt;br /&gt;Women pirouetting, swishing ghagras&lt;br /&gt;The air was ripe with evocative medley&lt;br /&gt;And vibrance of Rajasthan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her smoldering eyes spotted his camel&lt;br /&gt;She resisted the urge to rush forth;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight blurred her vision &lt;br /&gt;as she saw two heads&lt;br /&gt;nearing the music podium&lt;br /&gt;She recognized&lt;br /&gt;A woman with a veiled head &lt;br /&gt;holding on to him&lt;br /&gt;He helped her alight &lt;br /&gt;delicately carrying her down&lt;br /&gt;The crescendo of drums reverberated&lt;br /&gt;Dust storms blew ribbons of wrath&lt;br /&gt;A million hammers pounded &lt;br /&gt;Breaking down glass doors&lt;br /&gt;Splinters pierced her feet&lt;br /&gt;She would dance to death&lt;br /&gt;The Chari Dance&lt;br /&gt;For her best friend&lt;br /&gt;And lover&lt;br /&gt;Who were united as man and wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;* The Chari dance with 7 pots on the head and a lighted lamp is performed on occasions like weddings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ghagra choli is a traditional dress worn by girls of North India. It is a two piece clothing comprising a blouse and flowing ankle length skirt with lots of material. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Rajasthan is a State in India famous for its tourism, palaces, desert lands, folklore, colour, dances, tribals &amp; more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-5388782408248452603?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/5388782408248452603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=5388782408248452603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/5388782408248452603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>A blank canvas captured&lt;br /&gt;hues of black &amp; white&lt;br /&gt;hidden shadows of sinewy silhouettes&lt;br /&gt;Preening dancers seducing drunken partners&lt;br /&gt;in wild embrace entwined in circling vines&lt;br /&gt;Entranced in rap fusion&lt;br /&gt;amidst mooning soliloquies&lt;br /&gt;Black satin reduced to single threads&lt;br /&gt;Ripping onyx strands&lt;br /&gt;his new found freedom reached tempestuous heights&lt;br /&gt;like voodoo spells invoking evil all night long&lt;br /&gt;exploring the Devil’s paradise&lt;br /&gt;by a  flickering fireplace&lt;br /&gt;The night was young&lt;br /&gt;even at dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her  faithful black hound &lt;br /&gt;gate crashed inside the fence&lt;br /&gt;White chiffon  rustled past virgin lilies&lt;br /&gt;Summer clouds turned claustrophobic&lt;br /&gt; Rotten images had tarnished her virtuous home&lt;br /&gt;Spotless white cushions lay ravaged &lt;br /&gt;by  vagaries  of a sordid night&lt;br /&gt; Stepping across the cold marble floor&lt;br /&gt;her  pearly white skin turned pale&lt;br /&gt;Toxic brew like emotions&lt;br /&gt;seared through her being&lt;br /&gt;leaving a taste of rowan berries&lt;br /&gt;A bleeding heart caught him red handed&lt;br /&gt;adding the only splash of  bright colour &lt;br /&gt;to  the  picture&lt;br /&gt;The wife returned to a maelstrom&lt;br /&gt;she once  called Home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-6230569387269093761?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/6230569387269093761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=6230569387269093761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/6230569387269093761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/6230569387269093761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/02/black-white_15.html' title='Black &amp; White'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-2919620076044127083</id><published>2010-02-08T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:19:32.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Angels Wept</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S3DF064eArI/AAAAAAAAANE/C1M8LVYII34/s1600-h/weeping-angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S3DF064eArI/AAAAAAAAANE/C1M8LVYII34/s400/weeping-angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436062263186162354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was seated &lt;br /&gt;at a table by the window&lt;br /&gt;A lone, frail,  bent figure&lt;br /&gt;Other  inmates were absorbed &lt;br /&gt;in repeating tales often  told&lt;br /&gt;from their eventful past;&lt;br /&gt;His unsteady hands were shaking&lt;br /&gt;much more than usual&lt;br /&gt;The first spoonful of soup spilt on the table&lt;br /&gt;The second on to his shirt &lt;br /&gt;The third, he barely managed&lt;br /&gt;to  get a few drops to his trembling lips&lt;br /&gt;A vacant look in his glazed eyes&lt;br /&gt;Looking without seeing&lt;br /&gt;Tears welling up&lt;br /&gt;Falling, merging with the soup&lt;br /&gt;in his bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His  gaze went back &lt;br /&gt;to  the window&lt;br /&gt;Lunch,  being the only time&lt;br /&gt;He was  able to walk down and wait….&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wait, endlessly  wait&lt;br /&gt;For the mail&lt;br /&gt;For a phone call&lt;br /&gt;For a visit&lt;br /&gt;From his children&lt;br /&gt;Grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Relatives&lt;br /&gt;Strangers &lt;br /&gt;anybody&lt;br /&gt;at least a handshake &lt;br /&gt;to show that&lt;br /&gt;Somebody cared&lt;br /&gt;during his twilight years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loud voice of the matron&lt;br /&gt;And the gong announced&lt;br /&gt;That meal time was over&lt;br /&gt;She gave him a scornful look&lt;br /&gt;Not a word of concern&lt;br /&gt;that he had not eaten&lt;br /&gt;Even her frosty smile &lt;br /&gt;would  have made him happy;&lt;br /&gt;Resigning himself&lt;br /&gt;to his share of profound grief&lt;br /&gt;He picked up the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;his only faithful companion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others his age seemed happier&lt;br /&gt;Yet, he prayed for an extension&lt;br /&gt;Of one more day in his life&lt;br /&gt;A flicker of hope&lt;br /&gt;Among  dying embers&lt;br /&gt;Praying   that the morrow&lt;br /&gt;Would bring the visitor&lt;br /&gt;He so longed to see………&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-2919620076044127083?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/2919620076044127083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=2919620076044127083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/2919620076044127083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/2919620076044127083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-angels-wept.html' title='When Angels Wept'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S3DF064eArI/AAAAAAAAANE/C1M8LVYII34/s72-c/weeping-angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-1744676655832810482</id><published>2010-02-03T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T06:09:17.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S2mDgD5TKAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ljGOlM1X_8E/s1600-h/fall+2009+752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S2mDgD5TKAI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ljGOlM1X_8E/s400/fall+2009+752.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434019012223903746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O beauteous night, a wondrous sight&lt;br /&gt;Of falling snow in evening light&lt;br /&gt;Darkness grows against the white&lt;br /&gt;Seems surreal,  this ethereal  night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flakes gently embracing  leaves on their flight&lt;br /&gt;Settling on barks turning brown to white&lt;br /&gt;Fairies waltzing on a silver kite&lt;br /&gt;Angels treading softly, fearful of slight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A candle glows across the  lane&lt;br /&gt;Flickering away from the window pane&lt;br /&gt;Lest a gentle wind blows the flame&lt;br /&gt;To unsettle the drifting path in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hushed  silence, the world is in slumber&lt;br /&gt; Sleep is a waste on  such a night  in winter&lt;br /&gt;I dance with elves, goblins, and pixies &lt;br /&gt;to the strains of haunting symphonies&lt;br /&gt;Revelling in rapturous wonder &lt;br /&gt;Till dawn breaks the hypnotic spell&lt;br /&gt;Of  heavenly  paradise  on snowbell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-1744676655832810482?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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ladder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engrossed  in scheming,&lt;br /&gt;she sat oblivious &lt;br /&gt;to the black cobra&lt;br /&gt;which slithered into her window,&lt;br /&gt;coiled under her chair,&lt;br /&gt;wound itself up the backrest&lt;br /&gt;Hissed&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotized &lt;br /&gt;Crystallized&lt;br /&gt;her gaze into&lt;br /&gt;Cold fear&lt;br /&gt;She had found her match&lt;br /&gt;Checkmate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-7588309210609419684?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/7588309210609419684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=7588309210609419684' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/7588309210609419684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/7588309210609419684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/01/sabotaged.html' title='Sabotaged'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-6145720520590876857</id><published>2010-01-22T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:29:50.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Voice Unheard</title><content type='html'>Through  thick walls of the membrane&lt;br /&gt;and  whooshing,  burbling sounds of water&lt;br /&gt;I  hear  my siblings sharing love  and laughter&lt;br /&gt;Playing , cuddling, sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped  in her warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing in her love and tender care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly sounds cross,&lt;br /&gt;Angry, pained, stressed&lt;br /&gt;wanting to soon put an end to  IT&lt;br /&gt;I did not understand at first,&lt;br /&gt;That she meant ME&lt;br /&gt;Slowly,  it dawned, after her visit to the doctors,&lt;br /&gt;That I would never see the light of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Why&lt;br /&gt;Does she  hate me so ?&lt;br /&gt;wanting to see me dead,&lt;br /&gt;out of the way?&lt;br /&gt;  What &lt;br /&gt;have I done?&lt;br /&gt;I want to live, to see the world&lt;br /&gt;  Will &lt;br /&gt;they try her for murder?&lt;br /&gt;Impose a capital punishment on her?&lt;br /&gt;  Why&lt;br /&gt;is she ready to lay down her life for my siblings&lt;br /&gt;Yet, hurriedly  trying to snatch mine away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She  will not answer and I cannot hear&lt;br /&gt;I bid her a silent Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;As bright lights turn on,&lt;br /&gt;She is on the bed, the doctor is touching me&lt;br /&gt;He injects her, she cannot feel me anymore&lt;br /&gt;I feel a hard tube hurting me&lt;br /&gt;Then I slowly fade into an abyss &lt;br /&gt;As I get sucked out&lt;br /&gt;the bond snaps.&lt;br /&gt;I am going, going, &lt;br /&gt;Gone! &lt;br /&gt;Mother,&lt;br /&gt;Wont you shed a single tear for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-6145720520590876857?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/6145720520590876857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=6145720520590876857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/6145720520590876857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/6145720520590876857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/01/voice-unheard.html' title='A Voice Unheard'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-3835578306199366324</id><published>2010-01-20T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:06:06.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S1fSmEstWnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2isLIlFLJuE/s1600-h/old-house-135-aurelio-menna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S1fSmEstWnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2isLIlFLJuE/s400/old-house-135-aurelio-menna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429039427356547698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entangled in silken cobwebs&lt;br /&gt;of superfine images,&lt;br /&gt;Ruffling the musty pages&lt;br /&gt;of an old scrapbook,&lt;br /&gt;I came across a sketch&lt;br /&gt;of a dream house,&lt;br /&gt;Now standing dilapidated&lt;br /&gt;Fenced with weeds and twigs&lt;br /&gt;instead of roses and marigolds;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of dreams&lt;br /&gt;lying shattered,&lt;br /&gt;Fragments of broken glass&lt;br /&gt;On frozen ice&lt;br /&gt;The lost, lonely page&lt;br /&gt;In the tattered copybook,&lt;br /&gt;Still cries for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-3835578306199366324?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/3835578306199366324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=3835578306199366324' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/3835578306199366324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/3835578306199366324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/01/illusion.html' title='Illusion'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S1fSmEstWnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/2isLIlFLJuE/s72-c/old-house-135-aurelio-menna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-3935388608595024675</id><published>2010-01-15T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:16:51.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S1EBgKJ_iAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BnzlJTPsGJo/s1600-h/Scroll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S1EBgKJ_iAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BnzlJTPsGJo/s400/Scroll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427120677951866882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measured by someone else’s yardstick&lt;br /&gt;She walks into your life &lt;br /&gt;Like a whiff of fresh air&lt;br /&gt;Remains a co-passenger&lt;br /&gt;on your memorable journey&lt;br /&gt;depending on the time it takes&lt;br /&gt;to reach your destination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she’s around&lt;br /&gt;She cajoles&lt;br /&gt;Pampers&lt;br /&gt;Teases&lt;br /&gt;Like a flirtatious paramour,&lt;br /&gt;Exciting, urging, feeling your pulse&lt;br /&gt;leading you to an all time high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As fickle as the firefly&lt;br /&gt;She zooms out;&lt;br /&gt;Before you realize it&lt;br /&gt;she is miles ahead &lt;br /&gt;Meeting your rival in transit&lt;br /&gt;giving you little time to recover&lt;br /&gt;your steps from the last tango&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t try to hold on,&lt;br /&gt;She will slip out like alluvium&lt;br /&gt;Let her go&lt;br /&gt;before she lets you down&lt;br /&gt;and drops you into the abyss&lt;br /&gt;Of deep despair&lt;br /&gt;For she was never&lt;br /&gt;meant to be &lt;br /&gt;A permanent resident&lt;br /&gt;on your Resume.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-3935388608595024675?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S1EBgKJ_iAI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BnzlJTPsGJo/s72-c/Scroll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-6043612046924630503</id><published>2010-01-14T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T05:07:33.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Mojito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S08WiJt7HFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fqOcbx0rhJA/s1600-h/mojito1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S08WiJt7HFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fqOcbx0rhJA/s400/mojito1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426580851984637010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glances met across the crowded table&lt;br /&gt;Instantly reviving a rendezvous aborted by fate&lt;br /&gt;Pounding heartbeats matched&lt;br /&gt;The crescendo of drums&lt;br /&gt;The dance floor whirled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood up, leaving his dinner unfinished&lt;br /&gt;She knew he would seek the next dance&lt;br /&gt;As he whisked her into his arms&lt;br /&gt;memories of lost opportunites flooded&lt;br /&gt;Crowding her throbbing brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were both consumed by a passion&lt;br /&gt;A yearning, longing, urgency&lt;br /&gt;to belong, unite, to be one &lt;br /&gt;In a trance she walked the Caribbean seas;&lt;br /&gt;Tempestous on a full moonlit night&lt;br /&gt;welcomed the lovers with open arms&lt;br /&gt;beckoning them into a whirlpool of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His kisses locked her spellbound&lt;br /&gt;His touch igniting a fire not extinguished&lt;br /&gt;by  waves lapping their bodies on wet sands&lt;br /&gt;as he savoured tiny droplets on her bare skin;&lt;br /&gt;The waters turned warm, high tides engulfed their passion&lt;br /&gt;Fires burned through the night &lt;br /&gt;As they made wild wanton love,&lt;br /&gt;desires yet unquenched&lt;br /&gt;An  intoxication stronger than a mojito took over&lt;br /&gt;Till dawn broke, with the sunrays severing a spell&lt;br /&gt;Compelling  him to kiss her a final Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-6043612046924630503?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/6043612046924630503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=6043612046924630503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/6043612046924630503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/6043612046924630503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/01/midnight-mojito.html' title='Midnight Mojito'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S08WiJt7HFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fqOcbx0rhJA/s72-c/mojito1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-2716120339923916160</id><published>2010-01-11T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:55:31.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angela</title><content type='html'>Her hand held mine in a tight clasp&lt;br /&gt;The nip in the air was chilly&lt;br /&gt;Our evening walk had to be shortened&lt;br /&gt;Dusk was drawing near;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hesitated a moment to sit by the lake&lt;br /&gt;A slight smile twitched on her lips&lt;br /&gt;She sighted her friends by the water,&lt;br /&gt;A flock of geese flew past&lt;br /&gt;her wistful eyes followed their flight;&lt;br /&gt;I made a fleeting wish&lt;br /&gt;To release her from this plight&lt;br /&gt;grant her the freedom of a bird&lt;br /&gt;The chirpiness,&lt;br /&gt;happiness&lt;br /&gt;peace;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footsteps behind us startled her&lt;br /&gt;She grew pale,trembled, tightened her grasp&lt;br /&gt;Hugged me and looked up for comfort&lt;br /&gt;my eyes welled up, I choked&lt;br /&gt;how long could this go on&lt;br /&gt;her fear of every human but me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he ever be traced and convicted&lt;br /&gt;for his heinous crime&lt;br /&gt;Will the beast be imprisoned&lt;br /&gt;for assaulting&lt;br /&gt;raping&lt;br /&gt;abusing&lt;br /&gt;scarring&lt;br /&gt;A six year old, for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a million questions&lt;br /&gt;Unanswered;&lt;br /&gt;Will justice prevail&lt;br /&gt;Will it replace innocence lost&lt;br /&gt;Will she regain her lost childhood&lt;br /&gt;Have a joyous youth&lt;br /&gt;Are wishes granted&lt;br /&gt;Prayers answered&lt;br /&gt;Do miracles happen?&lt;br /&gt;Will I live long enough&lt;br /&gt;To comfort&lt;br /&gt;Protect&lt;br /&gt;Soothe&lt;br /&gt;And love her&lt;br /&gt;Or will she remain the lone survivor&lt;br /&gt;Who lived but merely continued to exist……………&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-2716120339923916160?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/2716120339923916160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=2716120339923916160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/2716120339923916160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/2716120339923916160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/01/angela.html' title='Angela'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-2190029412629930613</id><published>2010-01-08T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T05:21:07.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orchid Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S0cxMU-P4dI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yVnbcrYc3NE/s1600-h/summertime-orchids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424358364049039826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S0cxMU-P4dI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yVnbcrYc3NE/s400/summertime-orchids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A floral tribute to you I pay&lt;br /&gt;As our paths crossed along the way&lt;br /&gt;Your favourite treasure, the orchid&lt;br /&gt;Adorned every corner as I did&lt;br /&gt;Seek your attention undivided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reflecting the rosy blush of our first meeting&lt;br /&gt;Your shy gaze held mine for a moment fleeting&lt;br /&gt;Pink petals with two shaded hues&lt;br /&gt;Gave me no significant clues&lt;br /&gt;That your hands were trembling beneath the clusters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pink soon made way for the purple fringed flower&lt;br /&gt;Bathed in passion, violet blooms on you did I shower&lt;br /&gt;Wooing you in a style so uniquely obsessive&lt;br /&gt;Making me relentless jealous and possessive&lt;br /&gt;Of even the lilac stems vying for your attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved from purple to white, sealing our love with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;You looked so ethereal in lace and satin, a vision of eternal bliss&lt;br /&gt;As the wedding march ended and your veil I lifted&lt;br /&gt;The hair band of orchid I’d specially gifted&lt;br /&gt;Coyly became a part of me, already being a part of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With joy and content as our home we fill&lt;br /&gt;flames of orange, yellow, purple on every sill&lt;br /&gt;The magic of orchids remains in our life&lt;br /&gt;Cheering us in moments of undue strife&lt;br /&gt;Our floral friends privy to our secrets rife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-2190029412629930613?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/2190029412629930613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=2190029412629930613' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/2190029412629930613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/2190029412629930613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/01/orchid-magic.html' title='Orchid Magic'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S0cxMU-P4dI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yVnbcrYc3NE/s72-c/summertime-orchids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-2392231338962700271</id><published>2010-01-07T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T05:01:01.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Summit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S0crhI8lGMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/28MryJll3Vg/s1600-h/maccha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424352124528302274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S0crhI8lGMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/28MryJll3Vg/s400/maccha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pursuing excellence in a quest for glory&lt;br /&gt;stirred passions, amidst chasing dreams,&lt;br /&gt;A crisp offer letter, harbinger of challenges&lt;br /&gt;Promising positive changes sent ambitions soaring&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out to shooting stars in the daylight sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey got tedious, tasks arduous&lt;br /&gt;Competition more fierce, ethics perfidious&lt;br /&gt;Flight schedules, itineraries replaced marks&lt;br /&gt;and Grades in children’s Report cards&lt;br /&gt;Board meetings gained priority over summer camps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way quality faded, life got jaded&lt;br /&gt;nerves highly strung as tempers frayed&lt;br /&gt;embellishments adorned shelves a plenty&lt;br /&gt;collectibles burst forth a score and twenty&lt;br /&gt;Status symbols changed with fashions in and out&lt;br /&gt;Their value nothing worth writing about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends distanced, family fragmented&lt;br /&gt;achievements hollow as bonds disjointed&lt;br /&gt;the last leg of the journey was an uphill task&lt;br /&gt;The winding path got narrower ; A hand to hold I asked&lt;br /&gt;your grasp was fragile, the clasp was broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not look back, as mists blurred my vision&lt;br /&gt;remained isolated, even two became a crowd atop the ivory tower&lt;br /&gt;Having reached the summit, my echoes resounded&lt;br /&gt;No elation, just deep regret matched profound sorrow&lt;br /&gt;knowing that all laughter had died, eons ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-2392231338962700271?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/2392231338962700271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=2392231338962700271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/2392231338962700271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007305212632025885/posts/default/2392231338962700271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/2010/01/summit.html' title='The Summit'/><author><name>Rajini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17104941455242542095</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY0YA_xJVSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/I5UFSpfug0g/S220/P1030373.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S0crhI8lGMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/28MryJll3Vg/s72-c/maccha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-7105806303388424429</id><published>2010-01-07T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T05:02:13.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S0csx1GEgOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MzSD_TZaHbM/s1600-h/Solar%2520Eclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424353510768804066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/S0csx1GEgOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MzSD_TZaHbM/s400/Solar%2520Eclipse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The yellow flowers were blinding my vision&lt;br /&gt;As I hurriedly crossed the daffodil fields&lt;br /&gt;trying hard to ignore their brightness&lt;br /&gt;which reflected the rays of the setting sun;&lt;br /&gt;why did I sub-consciously compare&lt;br /&gt;their yellowish hue to your jaundiced eye&lt;br /&gt;reviving memories of dark suspicions;&lt;br /&gt;blatant accusations and stinging responses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I hasten my pace to get to the fence&lt;br /&gt;longing for the evening shadows to appear&lt;br /&gt;and engulf my thoughts;&lt;br /&gt;to bury my face in the embrace of the twilight sky&lt;br /&gt;I waited for the clouds to envelop the faint rays of the rising moon&lt;br /&gt;For darkness to sweep over the night sky to hide the stardust in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why had I ever hoped that you would accept&lt;br /&gt;my olive branch which had dried, withered&lt;br /&gt;and swept away with tons of autumn leaves&lt;br /&gt;into the water creek,&lt;br /&gt;I had stood on the edge of the slippery precipice&lt;br /&gt;unsure if I had to take those steps down to the bridge which now lay burnt;&lt;br /&gt;its ashes washed away in the turbulent rivers below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven long years had passed;&lt;br /&gt;many a White Christmas had come and gone&lt;br /&gt;your suspicions had grown deeper I was told,&lt;br /&gt;the distance between us had doubled&lt;br /&gt;You continued to count the thorns in the&lt;br /&gt;Stems of the white roses I sent you&lt;br /&gt;your sinister calculations had eclipsed the truth&lt;br /&gt;I have since made peace with myself&lt;br /&gt;But you continue to look for imaginary footprints&lt;br /&gt;On sheets of falling white snow…….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-7105806303388424429?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/7105806303388424429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9007305212632025885&amp;postID=7105806303388424429' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007305212632025885.post-6930557152243741180</id><published>2009-02-02T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:32:22.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOWFLAKES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY39zmhWnvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/A-pDTNPehnc/s1600-h/P1040716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300171399440539378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0EMc-wRmBQE/SY39zmhWnvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/A-pDTNPehnc/s400/P1040716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Softly, they caressed my window pane&lt;br /&gt;Flakes of white feathery snow,&lt;br /&gt;Delicately dancing in their domain&lt;br /&gt;the wind whistling a lilting tune to blow,&lt;br /&gt;unsettle and disperse their route to the ground&lt;br /&gt;compelling the flow to cruise down in a heap;&lt;br /&gt;As dried twigs struggled and swayed all around&lt;br /&gt;While a fresh burst lay in tufts ready to leap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not hear your sweet nothings&lt;br /&gt;Come floating through wisps of blowing flurries;&lt;br /&gt;Your resounding whispers,&lt;br /&gt;Echoed nothing in my benumbed brain;&lt;br /&gt;All I could remember was your footsteps crunching&lt;br /&gt;as the soft snow lay crushed to remain,&lt;br /&gt;beneath the harshness of your feet marching&lt;br /&gt;sifting your emotions from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgin sheets blanketing the frozen grass,&lt;br /&gt;Could not hide the path you tread,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving imprints deep on pure white mass&lt;br /&gt;Showing the supremacy which I came to dread;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, faced the lost broken vision that I once dreamed&lt;br /&gt;Of lasting togetherness, through mystic dreams,&lt;br /&gt;The earth lay cold as she was covered with snow&lt;br /&gt;My heart froze as your silent outbursts did grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through white ice glazing the surface of silence,&lt;br /&gt;I regained my voice to call out to you,&lt;br /&gt;Too late, were the echoes in reaching the fence&lt;br /&gt;Unable to convey my final adieu;&lt;br /&gt;The odds were even, I stood up tall&lt;br /&gt;My tryst with destiny had ended;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly realizing the folly of it all,&lt;br /&gt;Life had come full circle, unmended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007305212632025885-6930557152243741180?l=wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwmyexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/6930557152243741180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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