<?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-8625963</id><updated>2011-12-14T22:15:56.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poet Corner</title><subtitle type='html'>Poems</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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still we take chances.&lt;br /&gt;We get up everyday and keep going.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that one day we may not return.&lt;br /&gt;Life is so short when you sit and think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies by.&lt;br /&gt;Still we have to continue taking chances.&lt;br /&gt;Or stop living are live all together.&lt;br /&gt;As time swiftly goes by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-115560926670388219?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/115560926670388219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=115560926670388219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/115560926670388219'/><link rel='self' 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type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2006/05/stop1.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-114850177730877556</id><published>2006-05-24T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T16:16:17.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>StOP</title><content type='html'>Stop the misery&lt;br /&gt;Stop the killing&lt;br /&gt;Stop the unjustice&lt;br /&gt;Stop and think what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be in a hurry &lt;br /&gt;Slow down and see the surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;Stop and watch the childern play.&lt;br /&gt;Stop  and take time to walk the dog.&lt;br /&gt;Stop hurring through life and take time&lt;br /&gt;to feel the world around you.&lt;br /&gt;Stop and listen to all that the world has to&lt;br /&gt;say to you and enjoy the moment.&lt;br /&gt;For all  time.&lt;br /&gt;Stop hurring through life and take time&lt;br /&gt;to live it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-114850177730877556?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/114850177730877556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=114850177730877556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114850177730877556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114850177730877556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2006/05/stop.html' title='StOP'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-114850014751933163</id><published>2006-05-24T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:49:07.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Day</title><content type='html'>The sky is overcast.&lt;br /&gt;The sun in nowhere to  be seen.&lt;br /&gt;It's other dreadful day.&lt;br /&gt;No sun to brighten the blues away.&lt;br /&gt;Just raindrops falling down adding to the misery.&lt;br /&gt;Of other day that gone astray.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when tomorrow appear again.&lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine bright and chase the blues away.&lt;br /&gt;And brighten the miserable day of yesterday from&lt;br /&gt;my feeble mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-114850014751933163?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/114850014751933163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=114850014751933163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114850014751933163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114850014751933163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2006/05/other-day.html' title='Other Day'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-114696549857728614</id><published>2006-05-06T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:31:38.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/220/1972/640/Image1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/220/1972/320/Image1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic 10&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-114696525357604649</id><published>2006-05-06T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:27:33.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes in Life</title><content type='html'>Sometimes in life things change so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get that feeling like your falling&lt;br /&gt;deeper and deeper into a vast sea of pool of &lt;br /&gt;doom and despair.&lt;br /&gt;You want to change the feeling but don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;So you sink deeper and deeper into a depression with no way out.&lt;br /&gt;There nobody to throw you a life line.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody to run to for help.&lt;br /&gt;So like a good soldier fighting a war.&lt;br /&gt;You fight that battle inside you.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to come out with a victory.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe one day you with be able to look back on that day.&lt;br /&gt;With a smile or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-114696525357604649?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/114696525357604649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=114696525357604649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114696525357604649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114696525357604649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2006/05/sometimes-in-life.html' title='Sometimes in Life'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625963.post-114658897610208039</id><published>2006-05-02T12:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T14:22:52.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Star</title><content type='html'>It other moonless night.&lt;br /&gt;No moon in sight.&lt;br /&gt;I see nothing but darkness where a breath taking moon use to be.&lt;br /&gt;A emptiness fill inside me.&lt;br /&gt;Like a bottomless pit.&lt;br /&gt;I look deeper into the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;And see one blinking shiny star.&lt;br /&gt;It look alone like me.&lt;br /&gt;Like me also it has a little spark.&lt;br /&gt;That shows in the blackness of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;As it stand alone in this big vast world of ours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-114658897610208039?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/114658897610208039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=114658897610208039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114658897610208039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114658897610208039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2006/05/lonely-star.html' title='Lonely Star'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-114555634492333085</id><published>2006-04-20T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T14:05:44.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/220/1972/640/15_13_4_web.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/220/1972/320/15_13_4_web.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic17&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-114555634492333085?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/114555634492333085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=114555634492333085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114555634492333085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114555634492333085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2006/04/pic17.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-114125970032687301</id><published>2006-03-01T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T09:55:12.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless Moments</title><content type='html'>You may not make a million dollars in my life time.&lt;br /&gt;You may not look like a million bucks .&lt;br /&gt;But I have cried a million tears over the years.&lt;br /&gt;But to me this things are not important.&lt;br /&gt;As life continue to carry us on by.&lt;br /&gt;All that matter to me is we try and make&lt;br /&gt;one priceless moment we can cherish for million years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-114125970032687301?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/114125970032687301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=114125970032687301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114125970032687301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/114125970032687301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2006/03/priceless-moments.html' title='Priceless Moments'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625963.post-112810327376252018</id><published>2005-09-30T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:36:46.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abuse</title><content type='html'>You abuse me.&lt;br /&gt;You use me.&lt;br /&gt;You step right on me.&lt;br /&gt;All I am to you is somebody to take your angry and frusation out on.&lt;br /&gt;One day there will come a end to it all.&lt;br /&gt;The screaming and yelling.&lt;br /&gt;The hateful nasty words you say to me.&lt;br /&gt;Your threat of hitting me.&lt;br /&gt;Like I would never dream of fighting back?&lt;br /&gt;What gives you the right to treat other human like that?&lt;br /&gt;But you treat your dog with tender loving care.&lt;br /&gt;All you done is made me resent that I ever try to help you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in long run you will find one day somebody that will&lt;br /&gt;make you happy again.&lt;br /&gt;But if you treat them as bad as you have me.&lt;br /&gt;Then that chance will be very slime one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112810327376252018?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112810327376252018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112810327376252018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112810327376252018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112810327376252018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/09/abuse.html' title='Abuse'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112554337863808362</id><published>2005-08-31T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:56:18.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isolated</title><content type='html'>I feel so isolated from the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Alone and miserable with nobody really to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody to hear my calls.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to call my own.&lt;br /&gt;The despair it deep within me.&lt;br /&gt;the desperate temp to fit in but never making it.&lt;br /&gt;The bitter reality that nobody is there for me.&lt;br /&gt;That solo I have to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping beyond hope that one day.&lt;br /&gt;I will not be so alone.&lt;br /&gt;Someday things we change.&lt;br /&gt;And that I will be alone no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112554337863808362?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112554337863808362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112554337863808362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112554337863808362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112554337863808362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/isolated.html' title='Isolated'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625963.post-112515803001795814</id><published>2005-08-27T11:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T11:53:50.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/hurricane_fran.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/hurricane_fran.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic18&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112515803001795814?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112515803001795814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112515803001795814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112515803001795814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112515803001795814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/pic18.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112515789778697179</id><published>2005-08-27T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T22:11:05.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature Fury</title><content type='html'>The winds are blowing.&lt;br /&gt;That standing seems a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;The rain is coming down in sheets.&lt;br /&gt;This is part of nature fury unleash that destroy lives ,&lt;br /&gt;that nobody can go untouched by it.&lt;br /&gt;The child that cries in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;No electric to smooth away it's fears.&lt;br /&gt;The parents who stay up late and hope they will be&lt;br /&gt;spare.&lt;br /&gt;The animals frighten nowhere to run.&lt;br /&gt;The trees blowing and bending in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;The people of those who lost there lives during nature fury.&lt;br /&gt;We pray for you and your family you left behind.&lt;br /&gt;When nature is finish and move on the lost and be so great.&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaking to watch and trying to pick up the broken&lt;br /&gt;piece again of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;But lets hope their a light somewhere in this dark hours&lt;br /&gt;of this catastrophe event.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it only a small glimmer to start with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112515789778697179?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112515789778697179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112515789778697179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112515789778697179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112515789778697179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/nature-fury.html' title='Nature Fury'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112497488294296460</id><published>2005-08-25T08:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T09:01:22.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Did You Walk Away?</title><content type='html'>Why did you leave me all alone?&lt;br /&gt;Was it easy to walk away?&lt;br /&gt;Why is everything about you and nothing about me.&lt;br /&gt;Was it all lies you told me.&lt;br /&gt;Was the truth so hard that you could not find it inside of the&lt;br /&gt;cold careless heart to find a space for me.&lt;br /&gt;I will always be there for you even when where apart.&lt;br /&gt;But you have not been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Is your memory of me fading away replace my other.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why life changes so quick.&lt;br /&gt;Within a blink of eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Your there and now I standing alone....&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how it all fell apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112497488294296460?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112497488294296460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112497488294296460' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112497488294296460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112497488294296460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-did-you-walk-away.html' title='Why Did You Walk Away?'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112436577549685707</id><published>2005-08-18T07:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T07:49:35.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/forest-fire-2-t.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/forest-fire-2-t.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic13&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112436577549685707?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112436577549685707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112436577549685707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112436577549685707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112436577549685707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/pic13.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112436564447677494</id><published>2005-08-18T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:02:39.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There A Fire Inside of Me</title><content type='html'>There a fire inside me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;A burning desire.&lt;br /&gt;That can't be quench.&lt;br /&gt;The fire inside me is burning hotter and hotter.&lt;br /&gt;The heat so intense I feel like I'm melting inside.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the blaze rising higher and higher inside me.&lt;br /&gt;It is surrounding me.&lt;br /&gt;The heat consume me.&lt;br /&gt;I must find a way to escape this burning desire inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;I need find a way to quench the fire before it take over my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112436564447677494?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112436564447677494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112436564447677494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112436564447677494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112436564447677494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/there-fire-inside-of-me.html' title='There A Fire Inside of Me'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112436491384515330</id><published>2005-08-18T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T07:35:13.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I  Wish Things Could Be Different</title><content type='html'>I wish things could be different.&lt;br /&gt;I wish life could change.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would listen to reason.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you and me could travel back when time began.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would remember the good times we had.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the good would out live the bad.&lt;br /&gt;But as each day past on I know that want happen.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop myself from dreaming and hoping maybe.&lt;br /&gt;One day you will walk back through that door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112436491384515330?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112436491384515330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112436491384515330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112436491384515330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112436491384515330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-wish-things-could-be-different.html' title='I  Wish Things Could Be Different'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112419285606179192</id><published>2005-08-16T07:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:42:40.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/sunset3-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/sunset3-t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic 12 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112419285606179192?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112419285606179192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112419285606179192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112419285606179192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112419285606179192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/pic-12.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112419271441971325</id><published>2005-08-16T07:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:43:42.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadows of my Past</title><content type='html'>Shadows of my past keep entering my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the people who I knew and the mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I made can't undo.&lt;br /&gt;The shadows of ex-friends that longer exist.&lt;br /&gt;Because in time we all move on and forget.&lt;br /&gt;The shadows of ex-boyfriends at onetime I love.&lt;br /&gt;Who know longer exist because we made mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;and where not ready to commitment.&lt;br /&gt;Like shadows of lost loved ones who stood by your- side&lt;br /&gt;who had no choice but to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Shadows of miss opportune to success that later you&lt;br /&gt;turn down and had regrets.&lt;br /&gt;But all the shadow that the worst you fail and now you,&lt;br /&gt; feel empty inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112419271441971325?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112419271441971325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112419271441971325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112419271441971325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112419271441971325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/shadows-of-my-past.html' title='Shadows of my Past'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112415162857854636</id><published>2005-08-15T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T07:16:50.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Clueless</title><content type='html'>I'm clueless to your whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm clueless to where were heading.&lt;br /&gt;I'm clueless to why I seem to dream about you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm clueless to why I can't forget you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm clueless about life injustice.&lt;br /&gt;I'm clueless about love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;I'm clueless about why you don't seek me out?&lt;br /&gt;So Please Help Me?&lt;br /&gt;And clue me in so I want be clueless anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112415162857854636?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112415162857854636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112415162857854636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112415162857854636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112415162857854636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-clueless.html' title='I&apos;m Clueless'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112410997821073300</id><published>2005-08-15T08:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T08:46:18.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/Image10.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/Image10.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic11&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112410997821073300?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112410997821073300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112410997821073300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112410997821073300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112410997821073300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/pic11.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112401642143221895</id><published>2005-08-14T06:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T20:41:15.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Fault</title><content type='html'>Nobody Fault&lt;br /&gt;I admire you from afar now.&lt;br /&gt;We have faults some more than others.&lt;br /&gt;But that what makes us humans after all.&lt;br /&gt;My fault was I walk away from you.&lt;br /&gt;With out giving you a chance.&lt;br /&gt;Because of what somebody else did to me.&lt;br /&gt;I never told you when you tired to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;I like the way your body felt.&lt;br /&gt;The strength of your body was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;I like the way you made me look into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a soul there just like me.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought you where pitting me.&lt;br /&gt;That I did not need.&lt;br /&gt;I was so hurt that night,&lt;br /&gt;And you took the time try and make it all right again.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes in you life your delt a hand.&lt;br /&gt;I was delt the Ace of Spade that night.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the Queen of Heart.&lt;br /&gt;I understand now I had pick up the wrong card.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112401642143221895?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112401642143221895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112401642143221895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112401642143221895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112401642143221895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/nobody-fault.html' title='Nobody Fault'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112387815587969993</id><published>2005-08-12T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T19:28:48.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Ripples</title><content type='html'>Moonlight reflects off the lake outside.&lt;br /&gt;I stand and watch the ripples of the water as they crash,&lt;br /&gt;against the shore.&lt;br /&gt;Life is like that full of tiny ripples that crash against our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Can we stand up against this ripples of emotions that,&lt;br /&gt;life throw are way.&lt;br /&gt;Or will they come crashing down on us.&lt;br /&gt;And carry us with them back out to lake again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112387815587969993?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112387815587969993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112387815587969993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112387815587969993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112387815587969993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/tiny-ripples.html' title='Tiny Ripples'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112380799115544324</id><published>2005-08-11T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T20:53:11.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/SunsetClouds1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/SunsetClouds1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dream&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112380799115544324?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112380799115544324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112380799115544324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112380799115544324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112380799115544324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112380776848010179</id><published>2005-08-11T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T20:49:28.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Thinker, Hey Dreamer?</title><content type='html'>Hey thinker?&lt;br /&gt;Hey dreamer?&lt;br /&gt;What new world have you found.&lt;br /&gt;One created from reality or from your own mine.&lt;br /&gt;Hey thinker?&lt;br /&gt;Hey dreamer?&lt;br /&gt;Is this new world you found better then the real one.&lt;br /&gt;No suffering or pain.&lt;br /&gt;No crime or punishment.&lt;br /&gt;No greed or hatefulness.&lt;br /&gt;No death or dying.&lt;br /&gt;No loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;But love and life, happiness and joy.&lt;br /&gt;What a perfect world it could be.&lt;br /&gt;If only it was not a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112380776848010179?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112380776848010179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112380776848010179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112380776848010179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112380776848010179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-thinker-hey-dreamer.html' title='Hey Thinker, Hey Dreamer?'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112376594654118813</id><published>2005-08-11T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T09:32:14.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Chances</title><content type='html'>We all take chances every day.&lt;br /&gt;When walking out the front door.&lt;br /&gt;When we drive down a busy highway.&lt;br /&gt;When we go outside at night.&lt;br /&gt;Danger lurks in every corner of our world.&lt;br /&gt;But still we take chances.&lt;br /&gt;We get up every day and keep going.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that one day we may not return.&lt;br /&gt;Life is short when you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;But we still take chances anyway.&lt;br /&gt;We take chance on love and hope it return to us.&lt;br /&gt;I took a chance on you.&lt;br /&gt;And you let me down.&lt;br /&gt;But again I'm getting use to that.&lt;br /&gt;One day I will take a chance again.&lt;br /&gt;And hope this time the chance works out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112376594654118813?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112376594654118813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112376594654118813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/119153.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic10&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112376369218489652?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112376369218489652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112376369218489652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112376369218489652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112376369218489652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/pic10.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112376142691102175</id><published>2005-08-11T07:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T08:06:56.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Musician</title><content type='html'>The stage lights turn on and lights up the stage.&lt;br /&gt;The band enters and the music starts to play.&lt;br /&gt;The rhythm pick up.&lt;br /&gt;The lead singer join in his voice soaring strong,&lt;br /&gt;to the sound of the song.&lt;br /&gt;The band play on.&lt;br /&gt;The crowd responds they stand and start claping with the rhythm of the song.&lt;br /&gt;The song finally comes to a sudden end.&lt;br /&gt;The band now exist.&lt;br /&gt;The lights dim down now the room is empty and dim.&lt;br /&gt;Now it is time to leave.&lt;br /&gt;This magical moment is now over for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112376142691102175?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112376142691102175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112376142691102175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112376142691102175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112376142691102175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/musician.html' title='The Musician'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112371551122423235</id><published>2005-08-10T19:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T15:58:17.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Love</title><content type='html'>Is love a warm smile that light your heart up.&lt;br /&gt;Is love a hug on a cold rainy night.&lt;br /&gt;Or is love a sparkle in your eyes when,&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing close by you.&lt;br /&gt;Is love two people holding hands walking along,&lt;br /&gt;a sandy cover beach.&lt;br /&gt;Is love a kiss under a oak tree on a bright sunny day.&lt;br /&gt; Love is all of this things and more.&lt;br /&gt;Love is many things to a lot different people.&lt;br /&gt;But one important thing love is never having to say your sorry anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112371551122423235?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112371551122423235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112371551122423235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112371551122423235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112371551122423235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-is-love.html' title='What Is Love'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112367885858844760</id><published>2005-08-10T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:00:58.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/dark%20moon%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/dark%20moon%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112367885858844760?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112367885858844760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112367885858844760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112367885858844760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112367885858844760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/alone1.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112367852972000227</id><published>2005-08-10T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T08:55:29.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>I sit here alone in a darken room.&lt;br /&gt;With only a stream of light to see by.&lt;br /&gt;Writing about things I wish would come true.&lt;br /&gt;But alone the truth comes clear.&lt;br /&gt;There will be no shiny white knight to take away my fears.&lt;br /&gt;No Bard to sing away my blues.&lt;br /&gt;There will be no rescue of any kind.&lt;br /&gt;So alone I sit here thinking about what should have been a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;Turn into a nightmare that only I alone can undo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112367852972000227?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112367852972000227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112367852972000227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112367852972000227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112367852972000227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112363558989518872</id><published>2005-08-09T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T20:59:49.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Ask Me Why?</title><content type='html'>Don't ask me why?&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget about you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why?&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you I melt inside.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why?&lt;br /&gt;If we will be together forever.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why?&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much but never had the time to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why?&lt;br /&gt;There no words that I could write that would,&lt;br /&gt;describe the way you make me feel inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112363558989518872?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112363558989518872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112363558989518872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112363558989518872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112363558989518872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/dont-ask-me-why.html' title='Don&apos;t Ask Me Why?'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112336944645824764</id><published>2005-08-06T19:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T19:04:06.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/redwood2a.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/redwood2a.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112336944645824764?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112336944645824764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112336944645824764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112336944645824764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112336944645824764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/time1.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112336922238642823</id><published>2005-08-06T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T19:00:22.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Stop When I Met You</title><content type='html'>Time stop to a stand still when I met you.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that my life would never be the same again.&lt;br /&gt;You change it forever.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life you meet somebody who is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;It was only a chance meeting between us.&lt;br /&gt;But I was intrigue by the depth of your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You are a mystery that one day I would like to investigate further.&lt;br /&gt;Untold story waiting to be discover.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just asking for a second meeting.&lt;br /&gt;So I can further explore and see what happen again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112336922238642823?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112336922238642823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112336922238642823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112336922238642823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112336922238642823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/time-stop-when-i-met-you.html' title='Time Stop When I Met You'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112310225205147771</id><published>2005-08-03T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T19:38:05.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgivable</title><content type='html'>There are some moments in your lifetime that are unforgivable.&lt;br /&gt;Like the first time you see a newborn baby.&lt;br /&gt;And the time you watch a turtle swimming in a pond.&lt;br /&gt;Or a beautiful sunset raising over the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;Having your first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Then there are times you wish you could forget.&lt;br /&gt;Then heartbreak of a breakup with your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Then shock of love one who pass away suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Then loneliness of being alone.&lt;br /&gt;And most of all the shock nobody cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112310225205147771?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112310225205147771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112310225205147771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112310225205147771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112310225205147771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/unforgivable.html' title='Unforgivable'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112310183861072808</id><published>2005-08-03T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:43:58.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/TreeSilhouettes.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/TreeSilhouettes.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic7&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112310183861072808?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112310183861072808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112310183861072808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112310183861072808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112310183861072808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/pic7_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112310146184017814</id><published>2005-08-03T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:40:00.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghost Writer</title><content type='html'>I'm invisible to all around me.&lt;br /&gt;A shadow in the nighttime.&lt;br /&gt;I watch and listen to all the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;The don't see me.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;Watching them.&lt;br /&gt;I write about them.&lt;br /&gt;Without them knowing I exist at all.&lt;br /&gt;If only they knew.&lt;br /&gt;What I have seen and heard.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a ghost invisible to all.&lt;br /&gt;I hide and watch them from afar.&lt;br /&gt;I remain silent and listen to the sounds around me.&lt;br /&gt;The pain&lt;br /&gt;The sorrow&lt;br /&gt;The angry&lt;br /&gt;The hate&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness&lt;br /&gt;I see and hear all.&lt;br /&gt;But nobody see me.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a ghost writer unseen by all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112310146184017814?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112310146184017814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112310146184017814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112310146184017814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112310146184017814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/ghost-writer.html' title='The Ghost Writer'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112310125215681106</id><published>2005-08-03T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:34:12.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness Has Fallen</title><content type='html'>Darkness has fallen all around me.&lt;br /&gt;I sit here in total isolation.&lt;br /&gt;Cut off from the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;With only my own thoughts to keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;My mind drift back to happier times.&lt;br /&gt;When things where a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;Now all around me is nothing but isolation and darkness.&lt;br /&gt;The darkness keeps creeping into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I feel myself slipping away into total blackness.&lt;br /&gt;Please Help Me?&lt;br /&gt;Find the light again to happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112310125215681106?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112310125215681106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112310125215681106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112310125215681106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112310125215681106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/darkness-has-fallen.html' title='Darkness Has Fallen'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112293803997034994</id><published>2005-08-01T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T19:13:59.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/Sunset4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/Sunset4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing You&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112293803997034994?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112293803997034994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112293803997034994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112293803997034994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112293803997034994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112293789683276450</id><published>2005-08-01T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T19:25:43.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing You Where Here</title><content type='html'>I hear thunder and lighting striking the earth outside my window.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts start to drift back to the day I meet you.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you are thinking about me to?&lt;br /&gt;I hear music playing in the background from a old radio.&lt;br /&gt; And recall the day I meet you.&lt;br /&gt;You told me that day.&lt;br /&gt;You would sing me a song.&lt;br /&gt;You sang to me what a wonderful voice you had.&lt;br /&gt;The song you sang had a dark forbidden melody too it.&lt;br /&gt;But the song swiftly ended.&lt;br /&gt;I realize at that moment time moves to fast.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could capture that moment of time and put it&lt;br /&gt;in a time capsule to remember forever.&lt;br /&gt;We will never know what could have been.&lt;br /&gt;We never find out what time and faith could have held for us.&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day I can get a second chance to meet you again.&lt;br /&gt;Until that time comes I keep wishing you where here with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112293789683276450?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112293789683276450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112293789683276450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112293789683276450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112293789683276450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/08/wishing-you-where-here.html' title='Wishing You Where Here'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112196602418500866</id><published>2005-07-21T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T12:34:24.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Lost</title><content type='html'>It is nighttime.&lt;br /&gt;It is dark and silent.&lt;br /&gt;I see sudden movement.&lt;br /&gt;I see you standing.&lt;br /&gt;There in a seductive way.&lt;br /&gt;You have no fear.&lt;br /&gt;No hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;You approach me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel alone abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;But you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm empty of life and pain.&lt;br /&gt;I feel inside like a outcast, renegade.&lt;br /&gt;Solitary by nature.&lt;br /&gt;You are part of my past forever lost to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112196602418500866?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112196602418500866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112196602418500866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196602418500866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196602418500866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/forever-lost.html' title='Forever Lost'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112196577740226171</id><published>2005-07-21T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T13:09:37.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/TreeSunset.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/TreeSunset.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic6&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112196577740226171?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112196577740226171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112196577740226171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196577740226171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196577740226171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/pic6.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112196527660831951</id><published>2005-07-21T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T13:01:16.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery</title><content type='html'>This loneliness of mine runs deep.&lt;br /&gt;Into a endless bottomless pit of despair and heartache.&lt;br /&gt;Deeper and deeper I keep stinking.&lt;br /&gt;Deeper and deeper I keep falling.&lt;br /&gt;Into a Morbid Darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Will I every stop falling.&lt;br /&gt;Will this feeling every end.&lt;br /&gt;Will I have to live my life.&lt;br /&gt;In darkness and misery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112196527660831951?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112196527660831951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112196527660831951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196527660831951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196527660831951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/misery.html' title='Misery'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112196467599755371</id><published>2005-07-21T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T12:51:15.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wheels of Time</title><content type='html'>The wheels of time keep turning,&lt;br /&gt;What will the wheels bring,&lt;br /&gt;pain and suffering,&lt;br /&gt;Or happiness and joy.&lt;br /&gt;The wheels keep.&lt;br /&gt;spinning,spinning,&lt;br /&gt;Where they will stop.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Know?&lt;br /&gt;For the age and young time runs out.&lt;br /&gt;Will the wheels bring death and destruction.&lt;br /&gt;Or will they bring a new life and new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;When the wheels stop and where they stop.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112196467599755371?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112196467599755371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112196467599755371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196467599755371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196467599755371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/wheels-of-time.html' title='The Wheels of Time'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112196421950411139</id><published>2005-07-21T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T12:43:39.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/TwilightClouds1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/TwilightClouds1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost Soul&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112196421950411139?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112196421950411139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112196421950411139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196421950411139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196421950411139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/lost-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112196408066041974</id><published>2005-07-21T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T12:26:59.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching for a lost soul</title><content type='html'>I been searching for a lost soul,&lt;br /&gt;Please Help Me?&lt;br /&gt;Find that one special guy.&lt;br /&gt;Who I can share my dreams and sorrows with.&lt;br /&gt;I have been searching.&lt;br /&gt;A long time over snowy cap mountains.&lt;br /&gt;And raging stormy seas.&lt;br /&gt;Across wasted deserts.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to see what would transpire.&lt;br /&gt;Between two searching lost souls.&lt;br /&gt;Please Help Me?&lt;br /&gt;I will keep searching this vast land.&lt;br /&gt;For many dark nights I have search in vain.&lt;br /&gt;But still I can't find that one lost soul,&lt;br /&gt;Like Me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112196408066041974?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112196408066041974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112196408066041974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196408066041974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112196408066041974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/searching-for-lost-soul.html' title='Searching for a lost soul'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112136507440511253</id><published>2005-07-14T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T14:17:54.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Empty Room</title><content type='html'>Dreaming in an empty room.&lt;br /&gt;Always thinking and always waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting and creating.&lt;br /&gt;Sketching blank pictures;&lt;br /&gt;looking at old photos and writing poems.&lt;br /&gt;That do not yet exist.&lt;br /&gt;These dreams are my dreams mine alone.&lt;br /&gt;The mixed-up thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;That are privately my own.&lt;br /&gt;they're the endless tales.&lt;br /&gt;Of being alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112136507440511253?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112136507440511253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112136507440511253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112136507440511253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112136507440511253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/empty-room.html' title='An Empty Room'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112136280956332486</id><published>2005-07-14T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T13:40:09.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/clouds.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/clouds.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic4&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112136280956332486?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112136280956332486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112136280956332486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112136280956332486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112136280956332486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/pic4.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112136263837535698</id><published>2005-07-14T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T13:37:18.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are a Picture</title><content type='html'>You are a picture.&lt;br /&gt;Of life and love.&lt;br /&gt;With colors bright and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a Monet.&lt;br /&gt;Complex and simple,&lt;br /&gt;Rough and smooth,&lt;br /&gt;Living and loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;Refusing to be discovered.&lt;br /&gt;Collecting no dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only memories of how things were.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make them that way again.&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the museum of life.&lt;br /&gt;And hope to be placed by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to take away the light you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;Only to complement it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112136263837535698?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112136263837535698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112136263837535698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112136263837535698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112136263837535698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-are-picture.html' title='You are a Picture'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112135684724341794</id><published>2005-07-14T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T12:00:47.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>Freedom is like a cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;Softly gliding through the trees,&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is a warm clear night.&lt;br /&gt;With crystals of starlight.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is bird in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is being able.&lt;br /&gt;To make your own lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;And freedom is just being.&lt;br /&gt;Me for awhile?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112135684724341794?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112135684724341794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112135684724341794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112135684724341794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112135684724341794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112127436306610514</id><published>2005-07-13T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T13:06:03.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/6.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112127436306610514?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112127436306610514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112127436306610514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112127436306610514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112127436306610514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/love_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112127421954735279</id><published>2005-07-13T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T14:06:44.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Silly talks,&lt;br /&gt;And stupid jokes,&lt;br /&gt;Quiet walks,&lt;br /&gt;And windbreaker coats.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous smiles,&lt;br /&gt;Moments of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of ties,&lt;br /&gt;Wanting out.&lt;br /&gt;But when you're next to me,&lt;br /&gt;It all seems to change&lt;br /&gt;.No longer do I want to be free,&lt;br /&gt;The feelings are quite strange.&lt;br /&gt;Hands in hand,&lt;br /&gt;Closer then this,&lt;br /&gt;Searching the land,&lt;br /&gt;For the first nervous kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Under your arm,In a silly movie.&lt;br /&gt;No need for alarm,I can answer truly.&lt;br /&gt;I feel our love will stretch out,&lt;br /&gt;Stretch out for an endless miles.&lt;br /&gt;I know whithout a doubt,I'm going to stay with you awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Hidden feelings.&lt;br /&gt;That I know are true,&lt;br /&gt;They may be kind of hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112127421954735279?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112127421954735279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112127421954735279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112127421954735279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112127421954735279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112119196997032034</id><published>2005-07-12T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T14:12:49.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Fragile</title><content type='html'>I have a crystal dream.&lt;br /&gt;It is so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;Standing up to a storm,&lt;br /&gt;Yet blown away by a whisper,&lt;br /&gt;Glittering brilliantly,&lt;br /&gt;In the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling dreamily,&lt;br /&gt;In the light of moon.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that I may keep it.&lt;br /&gt;And touch it with my heart,&lt;br /&gt;From the moment on.&lt;br /&gt;Forever......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112119196997032034?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112119196997032034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112119196997032034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112119196997032034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112119196997032034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-fragile.html' title='So Fragile'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112110160594916482</id><published>2005-07-11T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T13:06:45.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/15_13_4_web.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/15_13_4_web.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light2&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625963.post-112110135460303193</id><published>2005-07-11T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T14:03:48.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To a Friend</title><content type='html'>Light,&lt;br /&gt;As the morning rest upon the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you come softly to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;The memory of you is close and dear.&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship, like a glowing fire.&lt;br /&gt;Has warmed me,&lt;br /&gt;And I will not forget what.&lt;br /&gt;We have known.&lt;br /&gt;The touch of hands.&lt;br /&gt;The closeness in a smile.&lt;br /&gt;Keep fondly, in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112110135460303193?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112110135460303193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112110135460303193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112110135460303193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112110135460303193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-friend.html' title='To a Friend'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112104233260858858</id><published>2005-07-10T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T20:38:52.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Question to a Mirror at Sixteen</title><content type='html'>Where and when will I find love?&lt;br /&gt;Or will love ever find me?&lt;br /&gt;Will there be arms to bind me?&lt;br /&gt;That speaks a lover's yearning?&lt;br /&gt;Will I know the joy, the tears?&lt;br /&gt;The kindling and the burning?&lt;br /&gt;Will a hand hold tight to mine?&lt;br /&gt;And be there joy or sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Where and when will I find love?Perhaps {oh please} tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112104233260858858?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8625963.post-112095914038700654</id><published>2005-07-09T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T21:32:20.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/8.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/8.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damage&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112095914038700654?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112095914038700654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112095914038700654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112095914038700654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112095914038700654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/damage.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112095891721274121</id><published>2005-07-09T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T21:28:37.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Damage Is Done</title><content type='html'>As the raging fire dies down,&lt;br /&gt;The words ask to be taken back,&lt;br /&gt;into scarcity.&lt;br /&gt;But it's to late ....&lt;br /&gt;The damage is done.&lt;br /&gt;The words were never meant,&lt;br /&gt;to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;They flew from the heart captivity.&lt;br /&gt;Before realizing they had escaped.&lt;br /&gt;And become free,&lt;br /&gt;The damage is done.&lt;br /&gt;To soon the door will open.&lt;br /&gt;For the words.&lt;br /&gt;The ones I thought has gone.&lt;br /&gt;revealing the substance.&lt;br /&gt;That breaks the heart.&lt;br /&gt;And scars the mind.&lt;br /&gt;The effects have lessened,&lt;br /&gt;Not so severe.&lt;br /&gt;But still growing inside.&lt;br /&gt;I can still hear the echoing.&lt;br /&gt;But it's to late.&lt;br /&gt;The damage is done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112095891721274121?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112095891721274121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112095891721274121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112095891721274121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112095891721274121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/damage-is-done.html' title='The Damage Is Done'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112091987886114106</id><published>2005-07-09T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T10:37:59.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Foolish Falling</title><content type='html'>Down I'm falling.&lt;br /&gt;My heart taken the plunging deep.&lt;br /&gt;Becoming part of him,&lt;br /&gt;Taking a leap.&lt;br /&gt;Why does it happen?&lt;br /&gt;When our eyes meet.&lt;br /&gt;Can't I stand alone,&lt;br /&gt;On my own two feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes searching mine.&lt;br /&gt;luring and calling,&lt;br /&gt;It happen again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floating on clouds,&lt;br /&gt;I'm stinking fast.&lt;br /&gt;My memories and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;I push to the past.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I want to;&lt;br /&gt;stay above,&lt;br /&gt;It's just that,&lt;br /&gt;It's such a one-side love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112091987886114106?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112091987886114106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112091987886114106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112091987886114106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112091987886114106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-foolish-falling.html' title='Love Foolish Falling'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112084520791625430</id><published>2005-07-08T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T13:53:27.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/pencil%20and%20paper.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/pencil%20and%20paper.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writer1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112084520791625430?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112084520791625430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112084520791625430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112084520791625430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112084520791625430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/writer1.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112084508790450634</id><published>2005-07-08T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T13:51:27.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just What I See</title><content type='html'>Am I to write...&lt;br /&gt;For man to read?&lt;br /&gt;In letters to be upon agree?&lt;br /&gt;No-Hell no....I write what's me.&lt;br /&gt;And spell in words just what I see.&lt;br /&gt;And if it's you who I offend.&lt;br /&gt;Still let me be your steady friend.&lt;br /&gt;For what I you hear....&lt;br /&gt;And what I say.&lt;br /&gt;Are only words in prefect play.&lt;br /&gt;Read ,like it or disagree.&lt;br /&gt;I only write.&lt;br /&gt;Just what I see..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112084508790450634?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112084508790450634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112084508790450634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112084508790450634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112084508790450634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-what-i-see.html' title='Just What I See'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112083397625110380</id><published>2005-07-08T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T10:48:45.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchantment</title><content type='html'>He is intelligent,&lt;br /&gt;He has wit,&lt;br /&gt;and earth common sense.&lt;br /&gt;He is courageous.&lt;br /&gt;I never realize such beauty existed.&lt;br /&gt;While all I do is pine for him.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot touch.&lt;br /&gt;This loneliness of mine.&lt;br /&gt;He become my only bliss;&lt;br /&gt;I burn,&lt;br /&gt;With what you cannot quite return.&lt;br /&gt;I love him as he is uprecdictable, infuriation, bewitching.&lt;br /&gt;passionate.&lt;br /&gt;Was I crazy to love him?&lt;br /&gt;We become friends but,&lt;br /&gt;the idea being togeter and kissing one another hot skin was far from his heart.&lt;br /&gt;He awaken things in me I did not know I could feel.&lt;br /&gt;There a passion inside me it burns like a candle in a lantern.&lt;br /&gt;To near to run yet.&lt;br /&gt;To far to run away,&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I love you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;He was a marvelous discovery,&lt;br /&gt;But he was kindred spirit, and independent and self-sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;I'm enchanted.&lt;br /&gt;I'm possessed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;But our love is demising into darkenss into a unreachable distance.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't close the gate on paradise.&lt;br /&gt;Don't shut the door to passion of dreams and desires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112083397625110380?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112083397625110380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112083397625110380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112083397625110380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112083397625110380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/enchantment.html' title='Enchantment'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112076941796953563</id><published>2005-07-07T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T16:50:17.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/15_63_47_web.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/15_63_47_web.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics4&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112076941796953563?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112076941796953563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112076941796953563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112076941796953563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112076941796953563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/pics4.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112076915954549092</id><published>2005-07-07T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T16:58:17.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry of the Lonely</title><content type='html'>I am adrift,&lt;br /&gt;Marooned alone,&lt;br /&gt;Upon the sea.&lt;br /&gt;There is no one,&lt;br /&gt;To hold my hand,&lt;br /&gt;No one to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;My tears, they fall,&lt;br /&gt;Unheeded and my cry is all in vain.&lt;br /&gt;Won't someone come,&lt;br /&gt;To rescue me,&lt;br /&gt;And take me home again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112076915954549092?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112076915954549092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112076915954549092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112076915954549092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112076915954549092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/cry-of-lonely.html' title='Cry of the Lonely'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112066048236255238</id><published>2005-07-06T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T10:34:42.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Mushy?</title><content type='html'>If you've read one love poem,&lt;br /&gt;you needn't bother.&lt;br /&gt;Ever again to read another.&lt;br /&gt;It seem they are quite the same.&lt;br /&gt;And my I ask, who is to blame?&lt;br /&gt;For this silly slew of verses.&lt;br /&gt;That only goes from bad to worst.&lt;br /&gt;And clogs the ears and hurts the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;And grips the stomach like a virus?&lt;br /&gt;It rambles on in choppy meter.&lt;br /&gt;It's points is lost in flowery phrase.&lt;br /&gt;Of untold love and buds in vases.&lt;br /&gt;Beach-side strolls and walks in snow.&lt;br /&gt;"Forget me not" I love you so.&lt;br /&gt; Dances, dresses, raindrops, rings.&lt;br /&gt;"A perfect rose"- insipid things!&lt;br /&gt;By nature bland, quite dull and trite.&lt;br /&gt;indulged in by the not-so-bright.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, the paper gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;And as I sneer"What mushy goo!"&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had reason to write one to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112066048236255238?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112066048236255238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112066048236255238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112066048236255238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112066048236255238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/not-so-mushy.html' title='Not So Mushy?'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112065978762995960</id><published>2005-07-06T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T10:23:07.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/Light2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/Light2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighting&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112065978762995960?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112065978762995960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112065978762995960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112065978762995960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112065978762995960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/lighting.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112065964524012151</id><published>2005-07-06T10:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T10:20:45.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Me</title><content type='html'>Release my bond.&lt;br /&gt;Undo my ties,&lt;br /&gt;Let me be found.&lt;br /&gt;Through that which defines.&lt;br /&gt;Can not be alone?&lt;br /&gt;To see my wants?&lt;br /&gt;Let me be shown.&lt;br /&gt;The goals I can confront.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be,&lt;br /&gt;and let me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112065964524012151?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112065964524012151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112065964524012151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112065964524012151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112065964524012151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-be-me.html' title='To Be Me'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112049768911664932</id><published>2005-07-04T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T13:21:29.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Once</title><content type='html'>You tell me love me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were true.&lt;br /&gt;You tell me you've,&lt;br /&gt;missed me.&lt;br /&gt;I used to miss you.&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out the door.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would cry.&lt;br /&gt;But you just kept walking.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even say good bye.&lt;br /&gt;And now that you're back;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't the same.&lt;br /&gt;With me it was real.&lt;br /&gt;With you just a game.&lt;br /&gt;It's true I once loved you.&lt;br /&gt;But that way before.&lt;br /&gt;Now you say,&lt;br /&gt;You love me.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112049768911664932?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112049768911664932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112049768911664932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112049768911664932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112049768911664932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/once.html' title='Once'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112049641144520409</id><published>2005-07-04T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T13:00:11.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/sky%20and%20planet.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/sky%20and%20planet.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112049641144520409?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112049641144520409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112049641144520409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112049641144520409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112049641144520409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112049614368302219</id><published>2005-07-04T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T12:55:43.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish the very best for you</title><content type='html'>Even though I don't see you much.&lt;br /&gt;And our feelings are no longer the same.&lt;br /&gt;I wish the very best for you.....&lt;br /&gt;Happiness without pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though were over now.&lt;br /&gt;And our different way well go.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to the very best for you.&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the day turns into night.&lt;br /&gt;And my mind drifts to the past.&lt;br /&gt;I wish the very best for you.&lt;br /&gt;And hope good time last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112049614368302219?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112049614368302219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112049614368302219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112049614368302219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112049614368302219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-wish-very-best-for-you.html' title='I wish the very best for you'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112040711497928759</id><published>2005-07-03T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T12:13:51.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Let Go</title><content type='html'>A piece of life broke off from me.&lt;br /&gt;It fell hard and passed away.&lt;br /&gt;But still I live;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh,&lt;br /&gt;I work.&lt;br /&gt;I forget much of the piece.&lt;br /&gt;And yet remember a little.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of guilt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all,&lt;br /&gt;The shock,&lt;br /&gt;The surprised of the sudden fall.&lt;br /&gt;I wait awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Surely he will appear.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me here.&lt;br /&gt;Illusions of that piece.&lt;br /&gt;Come to me.&lt;br /&gt;So fast,&lt;br /&gt;I try to remember the splendid times.&lt;br /&gt;Moments of our past.&lt;br /&gt;But they're fading:&lt;br /&gt;I try to hold on as tight.&lt;br /&gt;But it's to strong,&lt;br /&gt;To fight I must let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112040711497928759?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112040711497928759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112040711497928759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112040711497928759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112040711497928759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-must-let-go.html' title='I Must Let Go'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112023048704046927</id><published>2005-07-01T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T11:08:07.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/Image2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/Image2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Kngiht&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.picasa.com/picasa/index.php?tid=Y2NpZD0zOTM1' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112023048704046927?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112023048704046927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112023048704046927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112023048704046927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112023048704046927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/kngiht.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112023014742952873</id><published>2005-07-01T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T11:04:06.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Struggle of Life</title><content type='html'>Thy path is long and hard.&lt;br /&gt;Each turn is filled with danger.&lt;br /&gt;Thy Goblins and thy Drangons.&lt;br /&gt;At first are friendly strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold tight to the dreams.&lt;br /&gt;And strong to thy wishes;&lt;br /&gt;for they are your guide,&lt;br /&gt;to all of life richness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy heart is your key.&lt;br /&gt;Determination's your weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;And fight off deception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never give in.&lt;br /&gt;To what life may bring.&lt;br /&gt;Thu's not just a knight.&lt;br /&gt;Thu's is a King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112023014742952873?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112023014742952873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112023014742952873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112023014742952873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112023014742952873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/struggle-of-life.html' title='The Struggle of Life'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112022970225545167</id><published>2005-07-01T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T10:55:02.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Believe</title><content type='html'>As I lose myself in some distance place and time.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder and wait for the visions of you to reappear.&lt;br /&gt;I know now that the life I knew was only a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Until I met you.&lt;br /&gt;That you make dreams comes true.&lt;br /&gt;I remember that you believe in the wonders of the stars and moon.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in the magic of songs and tunes.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in two people should take a chance.&lt;br /&gt;On love and sweet romance.&lt;br /&gt;And you told me all I had to do was believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;And always stay true.&lt;br /&gt;Now I wonder and wait for you to reappear.&lt;br /&gt;So we can dwell eternally.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make our dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112022970225545167?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112022970225545167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112022970225545167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112022970225545167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112022970225545167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-believe.html' title='I Believe'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112015412505571460</id><published>2005-06-30T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T13:55:25.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/images10.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/images10.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic3&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112015412505571460?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112015412505571460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112015412505571460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112015412505571460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112015412505571460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/pic3.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112015395222957423</id><published>2005-06-30T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T13:52:32.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loss</title><content type='html'>I will never love another,&lt;br /&gt;As I love him.&lt;br /&gt;Life without him.&lt;br /&gt;Is empty and dim.&lt;br /&gt;I will never recover.&lt;br /&gt;From this greatest loss.&lt;br /&gt;Into the memories,&lt;br /&gt;that part of my life been tossed.&lt;br /&gt;Death appeared.&lt;br /&gt;In the cold, dark, night.&lt;br /&gt;Drew my father's last breath.&lt;br /&gt;Before morning light.&lt;br /&gt;I was five at the time.&lt;br /&gt;But the pain still remains.&lt;br /&gt;My tears daily fall.&lt;br /&gt;Can I be blamed?&lt;br /&gt;My father's place,&lt;br /&gt;Can never be filled.&lt;br /&gt;But his love still survives.&lt;br /&gt;And always will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112015395222957423?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112015395222957423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112015395222957423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112015395222957423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112015395222957423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/loss.html' title='The Loss'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112015357828010095</id><published>2005-06-30T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T13:46:18.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Puppet</title><content type='html'>I dance to their music,&lt;br /&gt;I dance to the beat.&lt;br /&gt;With strings on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of pleasing,&lt;br /&gt;and acting their way.&lt;br /&gt;I'll put down these strings.&lt;br /&gt;And then walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be hard.&lt;br /&gt;But that's the way it will be.&lt;br /&gt;I have to find somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Who like me for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112015357828010095?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112015357828010095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112015357828010095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112015357828010095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112015357828010095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/puppet.html' title='The Puppet'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112007101838731399</id><published>2005-06-29T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T14:50:18.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/paladin-1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/paladin-1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A knight&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112007101838731399?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112007101838731399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112007101838731399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112007101838731399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112007101838731399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/knight.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112007090665572222</id><published>2005-06-29T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T14:48:26.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Sword</title><content type='html'>Blue-steel unknown and never rules,&lt;br /&gt;The light abandoned the surface cools,&lt;br /&gt;a tiny stream,&lt;br /&gt;a reddish glint,&lt;br /&gt;drips the weapon,&lt;br /&gt;the dragon gift.&lt;br /&gt;But the blood beads,&lt;br /&gt;force their path,&lt;br /&gt;sent to flow the warrior path.&lt;br /&gt;The hilt alone holds no blood,&lt;br /&gt;for blue-steel cloaked the flood,&lt;br /&gt;The light now continues to fade,&lt;br /&gt;the sapphire hilt,&lt;br /&gt;the blue steel blade,&lt;br /&gt;the crystal hidden,&lt;br /&gt;the motion to last.&lt;br /&gt;But halt your slaughter,&lt;br /&gt;commanded the dead,&lt;br /&gt;and those that have fled.&lt;br /&gt;The battle is over the carrion,&lt;br /&gt;birds, call your side has won,&lt;br /&gt;but friends still fall.&lt;br /&gt;For the wielder is now,&lt;br /&gt;ruled by the sword,&lt;br /&gt;that flowed and felled.&lt;br /&gt;her friends, her lords.&lt;br /&gt;The blue-steel gift continued.&lt;br /&gt;to impale, to slash to center.&lt;br /&gt;to piece their mail.&lt;br /&gt;The warrior lighting.&lt;br /&gt;reflecting black-scale.&lt;br /&gt;their laughter and hail.&lt;br /&gt;The sight, euphoric,&lt;br /&gt;as winds gives them lift.&lt;br /&gt;The hillside the wielder.&lt;br /&gt;The sword their gift.&lt;br /&gt;The warrior.&lt;br /&gt;possessed look onward,&lt;br /&gt;to find those left alive.&lt;br /&gt;And more humankind.&lt;br /&gt;And the blade finished.&lt;br /&gt;It turned on it's wielder,&lt;br /&gt;It gift of death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112007090665572222?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112007090665572222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112007090665572222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112007090665572222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112007090665572222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/dark-sword.html' title='The Dark Sword'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-112007034913783036</id><published>2005-06-29T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T14:39:09.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>Nightfall, darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Seattle over the land.&lt;br /&gt;Casting a blue-gray shadow, the light thinning fading slowly away.&lt;br /&gt;He was my inspiration for my magic with ink and pen.&lt;br /&gt;He was my keeper of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that, I never be sad or blue.&lt;br /&gt;As long he was a part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;But time came and change it, time was our worst enemy swift and elusive.&lt;br /&gt;With him gone I feel like a shadow empty and dim.&lt;br /&gt;All sense of time slipping away.&lt;br /&gt;Time has no relevance in my life any longer.&lt;br /&gt;He was my rock we use to share are joys and sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;Our elation and despair.&lt;br /&gt;There was time when our love was like a rainbow in the waterfall,&lt;br /&gt;or a eagle soaring free with no care.&lt;br /&gt;But those times are gone.&lt;br /&gt;He always shared every thought with me, every dream, every wish, every fear.&lt;br /&gt;I love him like a wild thunderstorm, like a helpless rage.&lt;br /&gt;But time came and change it all.&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit here with pencil and paper in hand.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you would take time out and understand that we,&lt;br /&gt;Gave up love, friendship, trust.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lift but a cold dark empty feeling.&lt;br /&gt;To be alone cold and empty.&lt;br /&gt;You brought me back to life once to joy and pain.&lt;br /&gt;I remember things, but I do not wish to.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot forget things, I wish to forget.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love's can be cold and mean thing that.&lt;br /&gt;Leaves little behind when it goes away.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping this nightmare will end one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-112007034913783036?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/112007034913783036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=112007034913783036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112007034913783036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/112007034913783036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111997495424951603</id><published>2005-06-28T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T12:09:14.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/fpfreefoto239.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/fpfreefoto239.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic 2&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111997495424951603?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111997495424951603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111997495424951603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111997495424951603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111997495424951603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/pic-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111997388680347171</id><published>2005-06-28T11:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T11:51:26.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stranger</title><content type='html'>I looked in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;And what did I see,&lt;br /&gt;But the face of myself.&lt;br /&gt;That was nothing like me.&lt;br /&gt;It was a face of a stranger covering my own;&lt;br /&gt;It had entered my body.&lt;br /&gt;Was I it's new home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied the stranger.&lt;br /&gt;For many of days.&lt;br /&gt;As last I realized.&lt;br /&gt;It was going to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I soon grew to know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like it as well,&lt;br /&gt;What others would think;&lt;br /&gt;Only time would tell,&lt;br /&gt;I started to change.&lt;br /&gt;In other ways too;&lt;br /&gt;People said I look different;&lt;br /&gt;I said I just grew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took on a new person.&lt;br /&gt;I took on a new trend.&lt;br /&gt;And my stranger and I.&lt;br /&gt;Are now best of friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111997388680347171?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111997388680347171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111997388680347171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111997388680347171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111997388680347171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/stranger.html' title='The Stranger'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111997219316214738</id><published>2005-06-28T11:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T11:37:59.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Somebody, Help Me?</title><content type='html'>Can someone help me find myself?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm there,&lt;br /&gt;Up on the shelf,&lt;br /&gt;I'm tucked away behind someone's,&lt;br /&gt;Favorite book.&lt;br /&gt;Want someone to climb that shelf.&lt;br /&gt;Way up high is where I'm at.&lt;br /&gt;Silently crying for helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;Want someone help me find the door?&lt;br /&gt;I can't see a window and there isn't a floor.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurt and alone:&lt;br /&gt;But no one cares,&lt;br /&gt;Yet inside I'm still.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that someone's still there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111997219316214738?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111997219316214738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111997219316214738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111997219316214738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111997219316214738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/can-somebody-help-me.html' title='Can Somebody, Help Me?'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111992342228375319</id><published>2005-06-27T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T21:50:22.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/15_32_1_web.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/15_32_1_web.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moon1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111992342228375319?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111992342228375319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111992342228375319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111992342228375319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111992342228375319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/moon1.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111992321451561571</id><published>2005-06-27T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T21:46:54.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of You, This Weather</title><content type='html'>Shadow in my past.&lt;br /&gt;Like Shadow on the mountains,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to share.&lt;br /&gt;Windswept memories,&lt;br /&gt;Like dust-storm deserts.&lt;br /&gt;Blowing through ages,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really care,&lt;br /&gt;And it's all because of you.&lt;br /&gt;You've taken all I had.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have no more to give.&lt;br /&gt;Mist in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Like fog on the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;Clouding the echoes.&lt;br /&gt;Of voices long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Frost in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Like a blizzard in a canyon.&lt;br /&gt;Freezing out emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I will never know.&lt;br /&gt;And it's all because of you.&lt;br /&gt;You've taken all I had.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have no more to give.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111992321451561571?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111992321451561571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111992321451561571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111992321451561571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111992321451561571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/because-of-you-this-weather.html' title='Because of You, This Weather'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111991842286861413</id><published>2005-06-27T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:27:02.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Quiet Place</title><content type='html'>The world,&lt;br /&gt;Keeps spinning and spinning.&lt;br /&gt;And days go rushing by.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes there is a scarcely time to stop.&lt;br /&gt;And wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;But inside me.&lt;br /&gt;There's a quiet place.&lt;br /&gt;Where hope and faith renew.&lt;br /&gt;Where the world, the world can't reach me...&lt;br /&gt;That quiet place is you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111991842286861413?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111991842286861413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111991842286861413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111991842286861413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111991842286861413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-quiet-place.html' title='My Quiet Place'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111991790881954057</id><published>2005-06-27T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:18:28.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/fpfreefoto-596.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/fpfreefoto-596.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rose&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111991790881954057?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111991790881954057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111991790881954057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111991790881954057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111991790881954057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/rose.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111991777609304184</id><published>2005-06-27T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:16:16.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Up</title><content type='html'>Oh, the bitter anguish of parting,&lt;br /&gt;From love as yet untried.&lt;br /&gt;To scared to make commitments with feeling that we hide.&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought you understood.&lt;br /&gt;Those words I couldn't say.&lt;br /&gt;You kept at a distance.&lt;br /&gt;But not to far away,&lt;br /&gt;I know involuntary takes a lot;&lt;br /&gt;Our emotions strain and break;&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't live without it.&lt;br /&gt;Please we have to much at stake.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not our love.&lt;br /&gt;That keeps us far apart.&lt;br /&gt;But the fear we have of being hurt.&lt;br /&gt;That's buried in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;I know that we're both young and scared.&lt;br /&gt;With our whole lives ahead.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not for our lives we need each other.&lt;br /&gt;Just these few precious days instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111991777609304184?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111991777609304184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111991777609304184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111991777609304184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111991777609304184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/breaking-up.html' title='Breaking Up'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111989795374853994</id><published>2005-06-27T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T14:52:00.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Dream</title><content type='html'>I cry out in the darkness,of all the loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;that anyone has every known.&lt;br /&gt;My echoes return.&lt;br /&gt;Carrying all the tears, shed by anyone who ever cried.&lt;br /&gt;The wind blowing across the waste, of all the love that have never, been shared.&lt;br /&gt;Moans like a child, who never lived.&lt;br /&gt;Or man who never loved.&lt;br /&gt;As the sun of anger ,rise over a sea of war, I finally realize.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the world, through the eyes of anyone, who had a dream that died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111989795374853994?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111989795374853994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111989795374853994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111989795374853994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111989795374853994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/lost-dream.html' title='Lost Dream'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111989704807955181</id><published>2005-06-27T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T14:30:48.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/fpfreefoto084.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/fpfreefoto084.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111989704807955181?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111989704807955181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111989704807955181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111989704807955181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111989704807955181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/rock1.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111989678868226878</id><published>2005-06-27T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T14:26:28.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eulogy</title><content type='html'>The wind-blown cliffs stand ominously.&lt;br /&gt;Like weathered statues...Never swaying.&lt;br /&gt;As the sun sets.&lt;br /&gt;The lights play upon their face.&lt;br /&gt;Illuminating their awesome beauty.&lt;br /&gt;Until darkness prevails.&lt;br /&gt;I walk beside them feeling my inferiority.&lt;br /&gt;As I meet their stately gaze.&lt;br /&gt;The have seen and have lived.&lt;br /&gt;Even through nature's torment.&lt;br /&gt;They still stand....&lt;br /&gt;Indestructible and as foreboding as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Their will is stronger then mine.&lt;br /&gt;Their bravery....Fiercer.&lt;br /&gt;How I envy these sturdy rocks.&lt;br /&gt;They are all the things,&lt;br /&gt;I am not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111989678868226878?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111989678868226878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111989678868226878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111989678868226878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111989678868226878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/eulogy.html' title='Eulogy'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111975143192954062</id><published>2005-06-25T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:03:51.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/640/15_17_11_web.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/15_17_11_web.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111975143192954062?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111975143192954062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111975143192954062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111975143192954062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111975143192954062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/lonely1.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111975111001087110</id><published>2005-06-25T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:59:52.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>I sign my name upon the window.&lt;br /&gt;Fogged and moist in winter's cold.&lt;br /&gt;Yet loneliness hangs all around me.&lt;br /&gt;As another day unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;One bold request for someone to hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet all alone the truth is clear.&lt;br /&gt;A misty morning hold my silence.&lt;br /&gt;And silence it soon becomes.&lt;br /&gt;The tranquility of nature leaves me.&lt;br /&gt;Questioning the race I run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111975111001087110?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111975111001087110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111975111001087110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111975111001087110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111975111001087110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111975075410601397</id><published>2005-06-25T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:52:34.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Time</title><content type='html'>Take time to talk,&lt;br /&gt;For you may ask of all things unkown to you.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;For smile relishes sorrows and spread happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to listen,&lt;br /&gt;For you my learn from the word of the wise.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to think,&lt;br /&gt;For the realm of knowledge is never ending.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to look,&lt;br /&gt;For there is beauty in every part of the world around you.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to feel,&lt;br /&gt;For the emotions of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Often control the reasoning of your mind.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to live,&lt;br /&gt;For each day is filled with new opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;That will be gone tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to dream,&lt;br /&gt;For the sharing of all these things is the miracle of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111975075410601397?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111975075410601397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111975075410601397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111975075410601397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111975075410601397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111964126689735545?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111964126689735545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111964126689735545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111964126689735545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111964126689735545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/forest.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111964023106029521</id><published>2005-06-24T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T15:10:31.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery</title><content type='html'>Moonlight reflects off the lake.&lt;br /&gt;A ripple a cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;A sound falling leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hoot of owl.&lt;br /&gt;Distract me for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;from my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;What I was thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I turn around and lift my head.&lt;br /&gt;And see you standing in the shadows of the trees.&lt;br /&gt;As a white mist swirl around you,&lt;br /&gt;You look so calm ansd smooth,&lt;br /&gt;like a flow of a river stream.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you seem unreachable.&lt;br /&gt;like the stars that rush past,&lt;br /&gt;in the dark of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stand there silent,&lt;br /&gt;Like a breeze softy gliding,&lt;br /&gt;through the trees.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fascinated,&lt;br /&gt;by the dept of your soul.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you remain a mystery to me,&lt;br /&gt;like a ancient forest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111964023106029521?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111964023106029521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111964023106029521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/220/1972/320/15_78_20_web1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tree&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111957068070547096?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111957068070547096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111957068070547096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111957068070547096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111957068070547096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-tree.html' title=''/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111957012875624660</id><published>2005-06-23T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T19:42:08.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Place</title><content type='html'>I alone have been there.&lt;br /&gt;I found it just like that.&lt;br /&gt;In a grove of pine trees.&lt;br /&gt;I alone have sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I alone have laughed there.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling full and free.&lt;br /&gt;The beauty was a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;I alone could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I alone created there,&lt;br /&gt;My mind turned loose by me.&lt;br /&gt;Inside I keep the feelings,&lt;br /&gt;I alone could free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I alone have cried there.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling hurt and shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody torn down the door.&lt;br /&gt;I alone unlocked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111957012875624660?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111957012875624660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8625963&amp;postID=111957012875624660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111957012875624660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8625963/posts/default/111957012875624660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-place.html' title='My Place'/><author><name>Dayala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08974552137863609448</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-8625963.post-111956960937739675</id><published>2005-06-23T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T19:33:29.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Gone Past</title><content type='html'>The heartbeat,&lt;br /&gt;Of the days had me.&lt;br /&gt;Fooled things,&lt;br /&gt;Went by so fast,&lt;br /&gt;I saw your,&lt;br /&gt;beatuy as a swirling,&lt;br /&gt;antumn leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's all gone past.&lt;br /&gt;If I could see you now,&lt;br /&gt;you would remind me of,&lt;br /&gt;those dreams we were,&lt;br /&gt;going to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what we once had.&lt;br /&gt;We would miss.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;As you played beauitful tunes.&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;The richness of your spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Fell and drowed with reprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many,&lt;br /&gt;love's in the world,&lt;br /&gt;so many friends anew,&lt;br /&gt;But in every kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of part of  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soul ask me if.&lt;br /&gt;I can spare a dime.&lt;br /&gt;To help support the,&lt;br /&gt;cause of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8625963-111956960937739675?l=dayala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayala.blogspot.com/feeds/111956960937739675/comments/default' title='Post 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