<?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-4434384513028803739</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:59:38.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chibili's Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is a rhythm of the human soul and the body is the keeper of one's spirit.Its beauty is seen by the heart and touched by love's essence to bathe in its bliss.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6126887601262067305</id><published>2010-07-29T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T09:14:01.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Poetic Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TN11s_X6KrI/AAAAAAAAAgw/q5jfXfAK4bc/s1600/me%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TN11s_X6KrI/AAAAAAAAAgw/q5jfXfAK4bc/s200/me%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538712532521986738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next few months, I'll only write poetry in my mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6126887601262067305?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6126887601262067305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-poetic-break.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6126887601262067305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6126887601262067305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-poetic-break.html' title='On A Poetic Break'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TN11s_X6KrI/AAAAAAAAAgw/q5jfXfAK4bc/s72-c/me%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8800214411175436414</id><published>2010-07-16T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T12:31:46.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal  Wellaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TECzlF0z3jI/AAAAAAAAAf4/MHhrDfRxiIM/s1600/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TECzlF0z3jI/AAAAAAAAAf4/MHhrDfRxiIM/s400/28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494588995192217138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poised in its fate,&lt;br /&gt;Thy heart bequeaths&lt;br /&gt;With sheer gloom…&lt;br /&gt;For thy spirit lives&lt;br /&gt;In a fortress touched&lt;br /&gt;With devotion and all&lt;br /&gt;Hex  of blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy mortal soul tholes&lt;br /&gt;In thorns of whilom  tears,&lt;br /&gt;Thine puissant gardyloo of ruth&lt;br /&gt;Bends light shun by the fie suns.&lt;br /&gt;Sith thine fall of grief,&lt;br /&gt;Thy heart knows no love,&lt;br /&gt;Thy soul burns in odium,&lt;br /&gt;Thy mind sees no day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shattering sweven,&lt;br /&gt;Broken hope:&lt;br /&gt;Fear gnaws thy joy&lt;br /&gt;And I slumber in its darkness,&lt;br /&gt;With endless  pain&lt;br /&gt;Thou wast  without a heart&lt;br /&gt;Is what thou hast become.&lt;br /&gt;Thou dost a heart for thee?&lt;br /&gt;Thou be’st a slayer of thee!&lt;br /&gt;Thou aye, thou…&lt;br /&gt;Gaze into thy eyne?&lt;br /&gt;Kiss thy wish with glee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8800214411175436414?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8800214411175436414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/07/eternal-wellaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8800214411175436414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8800214411175436414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/07/eternal-wellaway.html' title='Eternal  Wellaway'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TECzlF0z3jI/AAAAAAAAAf4/MHhrDfRxiIM/s72-c/28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6189416937389129958</id><published>2010-07-07T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T19:45:25.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn of Meaninglessness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TDSBI3D2CsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/JjEsBILFsRw/s1600/267116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TDSBI3D2CsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/JjEsBILFsRw/s400/267116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491155834890488514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one &lt;br /&gt;My acid tears fall, &lt;br /&gt;Like hail they fall,&lt;br /&gt;Who told the night to kill?&lt;br /&gt;Lifeless veins of lost time&lt;br /&gt;Steal the verve to breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Without meaning it takes life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Fear on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;This sorrow is my own,&lt;br /&gt;It pours out leaving chills&lt;br /&gt;And a void of torment,&lt;br /&gt;For the life that once was,&lt;br /&gt;For the child that once cried&lt;br /&gt;Time has burnt her heart&lt;br /&gt;And eaten her memories...&lt;br /&gt;Without cause it kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promise to reminisce&lt;br /&gt;On the bright days we touched,&lt;br /&gt;The young life you lived,&lt;br /&gt;You sit crying on the shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Of the angel with dark wings.&lt;br /&gt;Forsaken by life,&lt;br /&gt;Treasured by strife,&lt;br /&gt;Mothered by this knife,&lt;br /&gt;Yet loved by grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still darkness rises&lt;br /&gt;Like dew its stab will die,&lt;br /&gt;Eternal silence befalls,&lt;br /&gt;Sleep my fallen child,&lt;br /&gt;Dream like a nightingale &lt;br /&gt;And hold still your heart &lt;br /&gt;In this silent gale of dead &lt;br /&gt;And forsaken emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day...&lt;br /&gt;Your heart will beat,&lt;br /&gt;Like before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Will dry and bare witness&lt;br /&gt;To the beauty of yore,&lt;br /&gt;The ache of your soul&lt;br /&gt;Will seal with a life unbroken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6189416937389129958?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6189416937389129958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/07/dawn-of-meaninglessness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6189416937389129958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6189416937389129958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/07/dawn-of-meaninglessness.html' title='Dawn of Meaninglessness'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TDSBI3D2CsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/JjEsBILFsRw/s72-c/267116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7640843660276592927</id><published>2010-06-22T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T06:26:07.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts To Kiss (Tanka)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TCGrZJuXZSI/AAAAAAAAAfA/RnuzCAKeLSE/s1600/263599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TCGrZJuXZSI/AAAAAAAAAfA/RnuzCAKeLSE/s320/263599.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485854269709444386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sensual warmth, &lt;br /&gt;Covers soul with honesty:&lt;br /&gt;Heaven within me.&lt;br /&gt;Hearts cleansed in fine honey,&lt;br /&gt;Beats but with one strong rhythm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7640843660276592927?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/7640843660276592927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/hearts-to-kiss-tanka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7640843660276592927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7640843660276592927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/hearts-to-kiss-tanka.html' title='Hearts To Kiss (Tanka)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TCGrZJuXZSI/AAAAAAAAAfA/RnuzCAKeLSE/s72-c/263599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5468899063641955039</id><published>2010-06-22T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:38:35.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine Rising (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TCGqsYP4DZI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7bLrFkC16p4/s1600/DSC01076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TCGqsYP4DZI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7bLrFkC16p4/s320/DSC01076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485853500513979794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sheer blue skies,&lt;br /&gt;She stands with pride of the gods,&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty I like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5468899063641955039?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5468899063641955039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/divine-rising-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5468899063641955039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5468899063641955039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/divine-rising-haiku.html' title='Divine Rising (Haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TCGqsYP4DZI/AAAAAAAAAe4/7bLrFkC16p4/s72-c/DSC01076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7228545603282013987</id><published>2010-06-20T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:13:46.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Immortality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TB8BykrAudI/AAAAAAAAAek/iB6tboxKIVE/s1600/new-born-baby-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TB8BykrAudI/AAAAAAAAAek/iB6tboxKIVE/s320/new-born-baby-l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485104839509719506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cascading emotions reign&lt;br /&gt;And soak our hearts in its gain,&lt;br /&gt;Tears trickle down with pleasure again...&lt;br /&gt;As pain divulges a fresh verve of what begun,&lt;br /&gt; A seed, a souvenir of time: this is an endowment of our union.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With a weep of joy&lt;br /&gt;She is revealed with much awe,  &lt;br /&gt;She is our endearing toy to cherish without coy,&lt;br /&gt;Years past, days to come we shall embrace her warm say,   &lt;br /&gt;Scent of frankincense marks the hour with an endless memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her eyes truth lives on,&lt;br /&gt;Her mind so pure lures grins like the moon’s,&lt;br /&gt;Charming giggles blur our tongues with words unknown,&lt;br /&gt;She speaks glee and flees with mirth; wobbling with every angelic stride’s rising,&lt;br /&gt;Delightful hymns from a world unknown &lt;br /&gt;Yet ones’ soul rhymes in life’s howl for continuation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7228545603282013987?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/7228545603282013987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-little-immortality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7228545603282013987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7228545603282013987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/our-little-immortality.html' title='Our Little Immortality'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TB8BykrAudI/AAAAAAAAAek/iB6tboxKIVE/s72-c/new-born-baby-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-4180473331919100537</id><published>2010-06-20T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:59:08.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Futile Beauty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TB7_ukhy0EI/AAAAAAAAAec/ETDB9ENTSds/s1600/276485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TB7_ukhy0EI/AAAAAAAAAec/ETDB9ENTSds/s320/276485.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485102571728326722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the moon slept,&lt;br /&gt;We wept more,&lt;br /&gt;I wept endlessly,&lt;br /&gt;Even the sun does not have a beauty as her’s,&lt;br /&gt;Her voice mistaken by many for a fine harp’s tune,&lt;br /&gt;Your body admired by all the men in the streets,&lt;br /&gt;A mind only loved by me; the victim of your heart’s numbness.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart cold as steel stole the only warmth I have. &lt;br /&gt;My pride, my wife, and my soul you were in my dreams.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your eyes closed never to open again&lt;br /&gt;I wept more,&lt;br /&gt;More than everyone you knew&lt;br /&gt;The most expensive jewels cannot match her beauty,&lt;br /&gt;No woman can weigh against the splendor she held;&lt;br /&gt;Her slender hips, &lt;br /&gt;Her luscious lips,&lt;br /&gt;Her immensely proportional body:&lt;br /&gt;Is the pride of a mindless woman!&lt;br /&gt;She was such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To die in your heart I wished&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's promise broke&lt;br /&gt;Today’s misery is all you left&lt;br /&gt;And I kept my heart broken when you lost you.&lt;br /&gt; Unlike the diamonds she wore, her beauty is mortal&lt;br /&gt;Her mind tainted by the wounds of self,&lt;br /&gt;My morn remains unheard at your funeral,&lt;br /&gt;My tears are unnoticed in this rain you’ve left me in,&lt;br /&gt;A hollow heart you had,&lt;br /&gt;A soulless body you carried,&lt;br /&gt;Now I wonder what I saw in you! &lt;br /&gt;Was I blinded by your senseless figuring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-4180473331919100537?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/4180473331919100537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/futile-beauty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4180473331919100537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4180473331919100537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/futile-beauty.html' title='Futile Beauty!'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TB7_ukhy0EI/AAAAAAAAAec/ETDB9ENTSds/s72-c/276485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-1757655396208474430</id><published>2010-06-16T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:43:10.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart’s Glory (haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TBnDovdTqYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/kgvFqkTlZ4g/s1600/Ibai-Acevedo-Photography-43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TBnDovdTqYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/kgvFqkTlZ4g/s320/Ibai-Acevedo-Photography-43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483629126001863042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about your beauty,&lt;br /&gt;And the heart you hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered for long--&lt;br /&gt;Without you in my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I felt dead inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You alone own my heart&lt;br /&gt;With your glossy scarlet lips,&lt;br /&gt;That I must taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will bring&lt;br /&gt;Us much closer than ever&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll kiss your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pure, so bare&lt;br /&gt;Let the moonshine guide us&lt;br /&gt;To where bliss is queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you I can feel&lt;br /&gt;And heal any known soreness,&lt;br /&gt;My soul you can keep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1757655396208474430?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1757655396208474430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/hearts-glory-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1757655396208474430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1757655396208474430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/hearts-glory-haiku.html' title='A Heart’s Glory (haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TBnDovdTqYI/AAAAAAAAAeU/kgvFqkTlZ4g/s72-c/Ibai-Acevedo-Photography-43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-852536724844951798</id><published>2010-06-14T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T04:07:29.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irksome Emotion Device</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TBYNT6tzoXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qZcWHtRSClw/s1600/274460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TBYNT6tzoXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qZcWHtRSClw/s320/274460.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482584232200216946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its irritating beats&lt;br /&gt;Disturb my sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Without reason it beats,&lt;br /&gt;Like a silent drum, it beats.&lt;br /&gt;Day by day it thumps &lt;br /&gt;And I, a man gives birth to new passion&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I see a queen of&lt;br /&gt;Human splendor, it beats more&lt;br /&gt;And more till I can no longer hide&lt;br /&gt;Its orders that make me man.&lt;br /&gt;Is it my weakness to dance &lt;br /&gt;To the rhythm of its beats?&lt;br /&gt;To my displeasure it beats&lt;br /&gt;And brings me to my knees,&lt;br /&gt;It cries without tears!&lt;br /&gt;It loves that which I hate!&lt;br /&gt;It lives where I don’t belong!&lt;br /&gt;It breathes as I do!&lt;br /&gt;Its weakness is my shame,&lt;br /&gt;Its creed I shall wash in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;When darkness falls...&lt;br /&gt;It is the reason for my black tears,&lt;br /&gt;It is all that I would never wish for&lt;br /&gt;And I’d bestow my soul to exorcise &lt;br /&gt;It from my heathen torso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-852536724844951798?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/852536724844951798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/irksome-emotion-device.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/852536724844951798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/852536724844951798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/irksome-emotion-device.html' title='Irksome Emotion Device'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TBYNT6tzoXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qZcWHtRSClw/s72-c/274460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-140519325921369303</id><published>2010-06-10T03:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T01:23:29.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why She Cries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TBDBwjyEuoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2K3miiFLu54/s1600/And_the_voice_that_made_me_cry_by_4ewerFairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TBDBwjyEuoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2K3miiFLu54/s320/And_the_voice_that_made_me_cry_by_4ewerFairy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481093786493041282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Is it the sun?&lt;br /&gt;Did it hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;Is it the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Did it wash your beauty away?&lt;br /&gt;Did the angels forsake you?&lt;br /&gt;Did the night steal your name?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your heart ache when it beats?&lt;br /&gt;Is it beyond your will to conquer your misery?&lt;br /&gt;Who is to blame for your sadness?&lt;br /&gt;Is it as hard as diamond to tame? &lt;br /&gt;Why won’t you let me cure your soreness?&lt;br /&gt; Why does your heart beat without cause?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you always cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone is the joy your soul once held&lt;br /&gt;A wound that will grow till infinity&lt;br /&gt;Is all that you’ll ever have...  &lt;br /&gt;I wish I can embrace your sorrow as my own,&lt;br /&gt;But my heart belongs to another.&lt;br /&gt;Is this why you cry?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-140519325921369303?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/140519325921369303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-she-cries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/140519325921369303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/140519325921369303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-she-cries.html' title='Why She Cries'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TBDBwjyEuoI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2K3miiFLu54/s72-c/And_the_voice_that_made_me_cry_by_4ewerFairy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-2214497148653110943</id><published>2010-06-09T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T02:45:13.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashamed of The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TA-Pq4fj_jI/AAAAAAAAAdE/qDuXgHvgcgo/s1600/darfur-program.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TA-Pq4fj_jI/AAAAAAAAAdE/qDuXgHvgcgo/s320/darfur-program.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480757238415228466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A straw into a mind of an awesome summer wonder&lt;br /&gt;Is all my soul seeks in the light of day,&lt;br /&gt;Upon thy shiny skin, it ashen thy sight;&lt;br /&gt;I see not its splendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaming its odium upon thy mortal soul...&lt;br /&gt;To rise above its fright and kill its core &lt;br /&gt;Is to free yourself from the hands of pain,&lt;br /&gt;Again hearts it shall turn into stone,&lt;br /&gt;Eyes shall drain in its radiance &lt;br /&gt;And souls shall know no love for day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fight brought upon by the gods;&lt;br /&gt;A battle between moon and sun will bear more&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow and give birth to no tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Galaxies from beyond our own will witness&lt;br /&gt;The age of lifelessness...&lt;br /&gt;The hearts of us will cast not tears to quench&lt;br /&gt;The fire that burns when the victor takes his stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without fear we shall be&lt;br /&gt;Stronger without the sun,&lt;br /&gt;We shall embrace this darkness&lt;br /&gt;Like our child who brings mother to smile...&lt;br /&gt;It shall be,&lt;br /&gt;Man will seek his soul beneath&lt;br /&gt;The ashes of the defeated moon,  &lt;br /&gt;His voice beyond the stars,&lt;br /&gt;And his mind in the belief  &lt;br /&gt;He holds dearest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smoldering kiss shall fall&lt;br /&gt;And all known life shall stall &lt;br /&gt;With the venom of its gall,&lt;br /&gt;Man will question the heaven's wall,&lt;br /&gt;The weak shall fall in this war&lt;br /&gt;And blood will spill in the sacred sand. &lt;br /&gt;Sunlight will bear no life, no hope and harmony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunken by its forsaken madness thy crust shall&lt;br /&gt;Thaw in its fury rays of sheer terror,&lt;br /&gt;I shame the sun that took our name!&lt;br /&gt;I blame the sun that toots till my ears bleed!&lt;br /&gt;Forever I'll lust for the sun that knows love for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-2214497148653110943?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/2214497148653110943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/ashamed-of-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2214497148653110943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2214497148653110943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/06/ashamed-of-sun.html' title='Ashamed of The Sun'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TA-Pq4fj_jI/AAAAAAAAAdE/qDuXgHvgcgo/s72-c/darfur-program.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5941025829806505617</id><published>2010-04-30T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:48:26.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adulation of Harlotry Warmth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S95i65vmcLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-5o2oBnFAvc/s1600/261411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S95i65vmcLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-5o2oBnFAvc/s320/261411.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466915761746768050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seeketh a heart amongst thee,&lt;br /&gt;Saviours of the darkest night,&lt;br /&gt;Seeds of forsaken mothers...&lt;br /&gt;Their bare grace of misery&lt;br /&gt;Is the treat for this, this unfeeling heart&lt;br /&gt;That lives in men’s lifeless chests,&lt;br /&gt;It beats because it morns the fall&lt;br /&gt;Of a love he kept for his sweet wife;&lt;br /&gt;The lone reason for his strife.&lt;br /&gt;By day, we shame them,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we hate them&lt;br /&gt;And call them harlots!&lt;br /&gt;Yet we live through their silver shadows&lt;br /&gt;And embrace their disgrace with hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes hypnotise eyes of he that stares&lt;br /&gt;At their iniquity; their only power over strong men.&lt;br /&gt;In streets they wander,&lt;br /&gt;In minds they wonder&lt;br /&gt;Why they are who they are;&lt;br /&gt;Mirrors of life’s essence.&lt;br /&gt;We are to blame...&lt;br /&gt;For we worship each stride they make,&lt;br /&gt;Every curve of their cadaver,&lt;br /&gt;We love like that of our wives.’&lt;br /&gt;Is it because they satisfy our earthly desires,&lt;br /&gt;Smire us with their priced love&lt;br /&gt;And whisk our angst with delight ?&lt;br /&gt;Cry not O’ beautiful one!&lt;br /&gt;I’ll not forsake you,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hold you till daylight&lt;br /&gt;And they’ll find us as one,&lt;br /&gt;Like honey and milk we shall be,&lt;br /&gt;Your lips as sweet as wine&lt;br /&gt;I’ll kiss them like never before...&lt;br /&gt;O’ bring glee to my lone soul!&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes as warm as wool,&lt;br /&gt;Are the pride of any woman,&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, I’ll love you not&lt;br /&gt;For it is to betray the quintessence&lt;br /&gt;Of my feeling heart...&lt;br /&gt;This is why I seeketh a heart amongst thee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5941025829806505617?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5941025829806505617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/05/adulation-of-harlotry-warmth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5941025829806505617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5941025829806505617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/05/adulation-of-harlotry-warmth.html' title='Adulation of Harlotry Warmth'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S95i65vmcLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-5o2oBnFAvc/s72-c/261411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5322817256681960343</id><published>2010-02-01T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T06:06:21.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gory Enchantment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2aU8xH3tMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/r59gzx35QMw/s1600-h/gothic-comment-tag-00487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2aU8xH3tMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/r59gzx35QMw/s320/gothic-comment-tag-00487.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433193772168492226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With death before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I sigh and hope it falls now,&lt;br /&gt;This blood in the snow&lt;br /&gt;Has been shed to relinquish &lt;br /&gt;This hopeless devotion.&lt;br /&gt;The darkness will embrace&lt;br /&gt;My lust to burn in its kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gory stain escapes&lt;br /&gt;From my mind…these weeps&lt;br /&gt;Will bear no delight.&lt;br /&gt;Veins pumping man’s iniquity &lt;br /&gt;Pours more fury in the heart &lt;br /&gt;I once had…&lt;br /&gt;Winds blown by the dead&lt;br /&gt;Dry the gruesome fears&lt;br /&gt;Of life’s long and dark trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this disgraceful odium &lt;br /&gt;Of a life gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll die alone:&lt;br /&gt;Grace will forget my face,&lt;br /&gt;Death will give me one&lt;br /&gt;And pain will offer me its&lt;br /&gt;Promise of the twilight.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be forgotten by grace&lt;br /&gt;And remembered by wickedness  &lt;br /&gt;With all its shame of night.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In this dungeon of spikes&lt;br /&gt;I’ll bleed to slay &lt;br /&gt;My inner desires&lt;br /&gt;To end this thick carnage&lt;br /&gt;My tongue only knows blood&lt;br /&gt;My mind only sees tenderness &lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems right &lt;br /&gt;Here in the fortress of evil &lt;br /&gt;The sovereign of the underworld&lt;br /&gt;Speaks through my bleeding ears.&lt;br /&gt;A heart charred by life’s&lt;br /&gt;Deceptive nature &lt;br /&gt;Will beat with the rhythm of&lt;br /&gt;The dying flurry owl’s howl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Doused in its spiral wrath &lt;br /&gt; I cannot flee from this confusing supremacy,&lt;br /&gt; My skin melts with this gruesome embrace,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I’ll feast upon the flesh of this eve,&lt;br /&gt;As daylight stalls this wretchedness &lt;br /&gt;The cracks of my mind smolder&lt;br /&gt;The last bit of breath my soul had…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5322817256681960343?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5322817256681960343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/02/gory-enchantment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5322817256681960343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5322817256681960343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/02/gory-enchantment.html' title='A Gory Enchantment'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2aU8xH3tMI/AAAAAAAAAYU/r59gzx35QMw/s72-c/gothic-comment-tag-00487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6952013523371733677</id><published>2010-01-30T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T06:43:45.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing Death’s Woes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2RFiRclkII/AAAAAAAAAYM/ONs_xCqv5xE/s1600-h/passed-away-42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2RFiRclkII/AAAAAAAAAYM/ONs_xCqv5xE/s320/passed-away-42.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432543505616834690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen inside still I&lt;br /&gt;Bleed from your broken kiss,&lt;br /&gt;A touch of ice embraces me&lt;br /&gt;With a soaring sting of &lt;br /&gt;An eternal affliction,&lt;br /&gt;This forsaken truth&lt;br /&gt;You’ve embraced charges&lt;br /&gt;With a rage of lifelessness,&lt;br /&gt;I ‘m left powerless&lt;br /&gt;With the tears that are&lt;br /&gt;The fragments of my soul;&lt;br /&gt;My fortitude is forever gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love stands still&lt;br /&gt;Life is lost and grief is gained&lt;br /&gt;When a man cries,&lt;br /&gt;It’s all because it hurts&lt;br /&gt;His soul’s core to touch&lt;br /&gt;A love he once had,&lt;br /&gt;His tears will force the&lt;br /&gt;Sunflower face towards &lt;br /&gt;The moonshine&lt;br /&gt;Her voice will be captive of&lt;br /&gt;The ocean’s pressure &lt;br /&gt;And she’ll die like the waves&lt;br /&gt;Of her emotions…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This immortal emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Nurtures its ruins when night&lt;br /&gt;Overcame life’s splendor&lt;br /&gt;And every endeavor &lt;br /&gt;I took to keep us away&lt;br /&gt;From sorrow’s claws…&lt;br /&gt;In this endless soreness&lt;br /&gt;Bore our futile child.&lt;br /&gt;These Hallow feelings&lt;br /&gt;Will be my only foe.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;These tears cannot reveal&lt;br /&gt;My angst of numbness&lt;br /&gt;That took me captive&lt;br /&gt;When your life was denied:&lt;br /&gt;My will to be departed with you,&lt;br /&gt;This shame of life pierced through&lt;br /&gt;My hopes like a lance of knights&lt;br /&gt; And stole my lone essence,&lt;br /&gt;Now I’ve got to face &lt;br /&gt;This war of woes on my on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6952013523371733677?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6952013523371733677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/embracing-deaths-woes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6952013523371733677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6952013523371733677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/embracing-deaths-woes.html' title='Embracing Death’s Woes'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2RFiRclkII/AAAAAAAAAYM/ONs_xCqv5xE/s72-c/passed-away-42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7814001529765678149</id><published>2010-01-28T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T06:40:35.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not There Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2GWqpmkusI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fF9wge0YVAs/s1600-h/young-boy-and-mother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2GWqpmkusI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fF9wge0YVAs/s320/young-boy-and-mother.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431788285051845314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hold you once more&lt;br /&gt;I’d give my soul and&lt;br /&gt;I can never let go,&lt;br /&gt;If my heart can sing &lt;br /&gt;It’d be a song of life&lt;br /&gt;To kill this death of hope.&lt;br /&gt;Every day I pray for you to&lt;br /&gt;Lead me into the star gate&lt;br /&gt;Of your paradise&lt;br /&gt;Where nothing can hurt me&lt;br /&gt;And evil stings not my soul anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I lost me when you lost you…&lt;br /&gt;Who will dry my heart’s tears?&lt;br /&gt;Who will chase the demons &lt;br /&gt;From my nightmares? Who?&lt;br /&gt;With this cry, I wish&lt;br /&gt;For your rupture, &lt;br /&gt;I feel like a lost soldier fighting&lt;br /&gt;A war with the gods of man’s making,&lt;br /&gt;My weapons kill the innocence of life&lt;br /&gt;My woes will jeer at me,&lt;br /&gt;These wounds will not heal,&lt;br /&gt;This grief will kill,&lt;br /&gt;Till I kneel to its rule,&lt;br /&gt;My heart will forever&lt;br /&gt;Bleed with every little&lt;br /&gt;Love I’m left with…&lt;br /&gt;But why mother?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7814001529765678149?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/7814001529765678149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-there-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7814001529765678149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7814001529765678149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-there-anymore.html' title='Not There Anymore'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2GWqpmkusI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fF9wge0YVAs/s72-c/young-boy-and-mother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-599576391705164765</id><published>2010-01-28T05:01:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T05:45:42.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cry of Shame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2GOG8zPpyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WJFYkaZAVE8/s1600-h/The_Tears_of_Darkness_by_Wynters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2GOG8zPpyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WJFYkaZAVE8/s320/The_Tears_of_Darkness_by_Wynters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431778875636950818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep my tears safe &lt;br /&gt;In your hands of healing,&lt;br /&gt;My chaste soul morns&lt;br /&gt;The loss of life’s meaning,&lt;br /&gt;My heart will drown&lt;br /&gt;In the pain of this façade, &lt;br /&gt;My love, please kiss the poison&lt;br /&gt;From my sunken veins&lt;br /&gt;And heal the scarred tissue&lt;br /&gt;Of my depleted mind.&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close&lt;br /&gt;To your heart’s fatal desire&lt;br /&gt;Let me out of this sorrow&lt;br /&gt; A stain of emptiness gnaws&lt;br /&gt;My emotions whenever you&lt;br /&gt;Walk away from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This infinite affliction&lt;br /&gt;Is all that I have:&lt;br /&gt;Every heart beat&lt;br /&gt;Brings me closer to&lt;br /&gt;This unending flame&lt;br /&gt;Of a love’s death.&lt;br /&gt;I walk with my head&lt;br /&gt;Down ashamed of all&lt;br /&gt;That I became when we embraced&lt;br /&gt;This disgraceful life.&lt;br /&gt;Let my tear warm&lt;br /&gt;Your heart, my cry will last&lt;br /&gt;Till you heal,&lt;br /&gt;My broken hope is sunk&lt;br /&gt;By the darkness of our existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my eyes are cleansed&lt;br /&gt;By the bloodshed of this &lt;br /&gt;Untold spiritual misfortune&lt;br /&gt;Here in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;The fright of torment &lt;br /&gt;Will leave me for dead&lt;br /&gt;This shameful fate &lt;br /&gt;Will feast upon my &lt;br /&gt;Last clout‘s cry to rise&lt;br /&gt;Above this doom’s will.&lt;br /&gt;My solemn wreath is&lt;br /&gt;The only prize I deserve&lt;br /&gt;For this traitorous love&lt;br /&gt;My heart has fallen victim to.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remain without a name&lt;br /&gt;Without no pain to tame&lt;br /&gt;My empathy will wilt with shame&lt;br /&gt;And die softly in a wrath&lt;br /&gt;Of that which angels fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-599576391705164765?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/599576391705164765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/cry-of-shame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/599576391705164765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/599576391705164765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/cry-of-shame.html' title='A Cry of Shame'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S2GOG8zPpyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/WJFYkaZAVE8/s72-c/The_Tears_of_Darkness_by_Wynters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-1393034312552578649</id><published>2010-01-23T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T00:30:59.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing Hope Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S12ACVxRpLI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LCGlQPa3J_4/s1600-h/113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S12ACVxRpLI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LCGlQPa3J_4/s320/113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430637503370601650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open a chapter of my life&lt;br /&gt;Its blank pages stall my hope,&lt;br /&gt;My heart’s ink is dry&lt;br /&gt;Like a lie its promise is broken,&lt;br /&gt;In this rain pain shall reign&lt;br /&gt;I’ll kiss it &lt;br /&gt;I’ll learn to love it&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll bond with its madness&lt;br /&gt;Till my hope is no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk on the beach of the dead,&lt;br /&gt;My footprints in its wrath fade like&lt;br /&gt;The blank chapters&lt;br /&gt; Of a life I thought I lived&lt;br /&gt;If I cry I’ll fall &lt;br /&gt;If I don’t try I’ll pall &lt;br /&gt;Beneath the essence of my being.&lt;br /&gt;Broken between these mortal struggles&lt;br /&gt;If I could break these chains&lt;br /&gt;To free my spirit,&lt;br /&gt;To give my soul a last hope,&lt;br /&gt;To breathe the love of man,&lt;br /&gt;I could…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars in the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Sparkle tears of bliss&lt;br /&gt;They twinkle like eyes&lt;br /&gt;Of a dying galaxy&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the skies have no&lt;br /&gt;Answers, no wish to grant&lt;br /&gt;And no soul to save&lt;br /&gt;This night will be it&lt;br /&gt;The moment of truth&lt;br /&gt;But it’ll come when &lt;br /&gt;I’m asleep…dreaming cherry&lt;br /&gt;Tears of my wrecked soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1393034312552578649?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1393034312552578649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/kissing-hope-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1393034312552578649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1393034312552578649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/kissing-hope-away.html' title='Kissing Hope Away'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S12ACVxRpLI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LCGlQPa3J_4/s72-c/113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7494614095695667360</id><published>2010-01-23T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T03:17:00.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S119GRPsdyI/AAAAAAAAAXI/LSzQkCtVjiI/s1600-h/smile.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S119GRPsdyI/AAAAAAAAAXI/LSzQkCtVjiI/s320/smile.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430634272340604706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Like blossoming lilies in the swamp&lt;br /&gt;           I live with life’s untouched pleasures&lt;br /&gt;           And fine leisure’s harmony,&lt;br /&gt;           Like the bees, I taste the honey&lt;br /&gt;           I make as I fly within its utter glee, &lt;br /&gt;           Filled with life’s glory&lt;br /&gt;           Earth’s bliss will bless me with more&lt;br /&gt;           Of this foray’s enchantment, &lt;br /&gt;           This craze will cleanse my worries,&lt;br /&gt;           A simple gaze into my frown&lt;br /&gt;           Breaks my hollow woes         &lt;br /&gt;           And whisks my hazy days away, &lt;br /&gt;           Again the sun will shine&lt;br /&gt;           And the darkness of my heart&lt;br /&gt;           Will be no more…&lt;br /&gt;           The gloomy thoughts I hold &lt;br /&gt;           Will burn in the sun &lt;br /&gt;           My joyful tears will water the yellow daisies&lt;br /&gt;           Of my spirit’s mazy garden of truth,&lt;br /&gt;           My immortal seeds of bliss &lt;br /&gt;           Will grow till they touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;           Of my mind’s celibacy of sorrowfulness.&lt;br /&gt;           Today I’ll smile like yesterday &lt;br /&gt;           Because I have no reason not to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7494614095695667360?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S119GRPsdyI/AAAAAAAAAXI/LSzQkCtVjiI/s72-c/smile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8687196808132375736</id><published>2010-01-21T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:17:51.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This I Ask</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S1gblbjbJlI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WJKySIiEyAw/s1600-h/gos.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S1gblbjbJlI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WJKySIiEyAw/s320/gos.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429119680660579922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lord when I need you&lt;br /&gt;My heart calls out for you&lt;br /&gt;Iam  your vessel, teach me &lt;br /&gt;How to fly and sing like the angels&lt;br /&gt;Show me the way and tell me everything&lt;br /&gt;Will be fine, like it was when I was in mother’s&lt;br /&gt;Womb, when nothing else but love mattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close to you&lt;br /&gt;And heal my wounded heart&lt;br /&gt;Show me the essence of man’s&lt;br /&gt;Purpose in this world…&lt;br /&gt;Lord take me away from this pain&lt;br /&gt;This desire to be where you are&lt;br /&gt;Show me  life’s secrets. &lt;br /&gt;Today I stand powerless&lt;br /&gt;Only you can see the seethe&lt;br /&gt;I hold, only you can understand&lt;br /&gt;Me completely without any judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I pray for you to light&lt;br /&gt;My future with your lantern&lt;br /&gt;Of the sanctified candles you hold&lt;br /&gt;Anoint me with your tears of healing&lt;br /&gt;Keep me away from the world’s evil&lt;br /&gt;And forever I’ll live to love you &lt;br /&gt;My dear lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8687196808132375736?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8687196808132375736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-i-ask.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8687196808132375736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8687196808132375736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-i-ask.html' title='This I Ask'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S1gblbjbJlI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/WJKySIiEyAw/s72-c/gos.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-2253469557722089053</id><published>2010-01-19T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T03:15:11.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S1amx0YIgVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/l0ODBgUZwcg/s1600-h/beyond+pain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S1amx0YIgVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/l0ODBgUZwcg/s320/beyond+pain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428709775645376850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I died long before time killed me&lt;br /&gt;When life took my dreams…I died&lt;br /&gt;If I die will they cry?&lt;br /&gt;Will the day bawl to my fall?&lt;br /&gt;Does life even care?&lt;br /&gt;Time will not heal&lt;br /&gt;Time will kill&lt;br /&gt;There’s no time left for me&lt;br /&gt;This reality should be one&lt;br /&gt;With my last heart beat&lt;br /&gt;As I hold this tragedy&lt;br /&gt;In the valley  &lt;br /&gt;Of my own hands&lt;br /&gt;They are broken &lt;br /&gt;They are scared &lt;br /&gt;From the wars of man&lt;br /&gt;Whose intent is to please &lt;br /&gt;His ego’s desire for power:&lt;br /&gt;Does he not know that power&lt;br /&gt;Is an entity of his mind?&lt;br /&gt;Does he not  feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Of my burning tears?&lt;br /&gt;Will he ever know how it&lt;br /&gt;Feels to be killed by the light? &lt;br /&gt;This undecided life I live&lt;br /&gt;Is here to haunt me&lt;br /&gt;To maul me&lt;br /&gt;To break me into bits&lt;br /&gt;Of rabble which will dissolve &lt;br /&gt;In the twinge of night.&lt;br /&gt;My affliction will convene&lt;br /&gt;With its unwitting scars&lt;br /&gt;And forlorn delicacy.  &lt;br /&gt;When pain came to close&lt;br /&gt;I died then, with my hopes I died&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-2253469557722089053?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/2253469557722089053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/beyond-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3369209617847304256</id><published>2010-01-11T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T04:25:22.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeper of My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0ssiRNigmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/URK_WHkgCNE/s1600-h/angels-kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0ssiRNigmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/URK_WHkgCNE/s200/angels-kiss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425479143345259106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my heart stalls&lt;br /&gt;And loses its cause&lt;br /&gt;She’ll lend me her’s&lt;br /&gt;And if I lose my soul&lt;br /&gt;She’ll pray to God &lt;br /&gt;To keep it out of harm's way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m thirsty&lt;br /&gt;I’ll drink her sweet tears&lt;br /&gt;She’s all I’ll need&lt;br /&gt;To salt away my shredded&lt;br /&gt;Heart’s fright, &lt;br /&gt;If the forest of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Starts to burn&lt;br /&gt;Her whisper will tame the blaze&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll hurt no more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I forget how to fly&lt;br /&gt;Away from the affliction &lt;br /&gt;Of this cruel world&lt;br /&gt;She’ll carry me on her back&lt;br /&gt;And together we’ll dash&lt;br /&gt;To where evil lives not,&lt;br /&gt;When my soul is cold&lt;br /&gt;She’ll pluck out the feathers &lt;br /&gt;From her golden wings&lt;br /&gt;And cover my spirit with its&lt;br /&gt;Warmth and divine essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my blood should drain&lt;br /&gt;A bag of her own soul,&lt;br /&gt;She’ll offer, and I’ll rise to kiss&lt;br /&gt;The tears off her face again&lt;br /&gt;As I did before I began to bleed&lt;br /&gt;This life away…&lt;br /&gt;Every moment I cherish&lt;br /&gt;And will remember &lt;br /&gt;Till my last breath, I’ll always hold&lt;br /&gt;On to her soft hand’s affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night &lt;br /&gt;When Iam all alone &lt;br /&gt;Scared of my own childish fears&lt;br /&gt;She’ll scream to chase&lt;br /&gt;The demons of the pain I caused,&lt;br /&gt;Morning will come with a smile&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she’s here,&lt;br /&gt;She alone has the power&lt;br /&gt;To turn night into day&lt;br /&gt;And pain into a pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Of a hard-learnt lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this poem to the most beautiful Zambian girl, Angie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3369209617847304256?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3369209617847304256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/keeper-of-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3369209617847304256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3369209617847304256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/keeper-of-my-heart.html' title='Keeper of My Heart'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0ssiRNigmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/URK_WHkgCNE/s72-c/angels-kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7139579100247088466</id><published>2010-01-11T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T04:27:39.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen of Queens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0srf1MCYdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/eMgDClHZ0YU/s1600-h/AngelofHope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0srf1MCYdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/eMgDClHZ0YU/s200/AngelofHope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425478001951400402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mantle of trust&lt;br /&gt;Here where I stand &lt;br /&gt;Watching you speak&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to peep &lt;br /&gt;At the beauty I hold&lt;br /&gt;Within this shell of a body&lt;br /&gt;They all know Iam&lt;br /&gt;You see beyond it&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes stay locked&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the soul they seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your hair follicles&lt;br /&gt;Down to your feet&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is all around you&lt;br /&gt;For you are the queen of beauty&lt;br /&gt;Your soul is a container of fine emotions&lt;br /&gt;Always there for our hurting&lt;br /&gt;And divided minds &lt;br /&gt;This I say to please you not&lt;br /&gt;But to tell it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ever pure heart &lt;br /&gt;Holds the sentiments&lt;br /&gt;Of a true giver&lt;br /&gt;You’re our queen&lt;br /&gt;And we’re you kingdom&lt;br /&gt;You rule over us with&lt;br /&gt;Your unmistakable human beauty &lt;br /&gt;A spirit of wisdom and &lt;br /&gt;Unimaginable splendor are the &lt;br /&gt;Words that cannot define you&lt;br /&gt;As I sleep I know you’ll&lt;br /&gt;Always be there to lead the way…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dedication  to Angie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7139579100247088466?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/7139579100247088466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/queen-of-queens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7139579100247088466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7139579100247088466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/queen-of-queens.html' title='Queen of Queens'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0srf1MCYdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/eMgDClHZ0YU/s72-c/AngelofHope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6180629214371429853</id><published>2010-01-07T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T05:42:37.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0XA2JT-SZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/xwyAGXSAIjg/s1600-h/burning-christmas-tree-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0XA2JT-SZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/xwyAGXSAIjg/s200/burning-christmas-tree-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423953362682792338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire falls so fiercely&lt;br /&gt;Upon thee, a golden tree&lt;br /&gt;Now she falls from the bruises&lt;br /&gt;That has scared her lone mind&lt;br /&gt;Now she cries for the sun&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her stem think as soul&lt;br /&gt;Breaks to relinquish life&lt;br /&gt;She falls down to the earth&lt;br /&gt;That once fed her&lt;br /&gt;Now it sees her to her death&lt;br /&gt;In her last breath&lt;br /&gt;She prays for their forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;For this disloyalty of mankind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She burns &lt;br /&gt;But cries silently&lt;br /&gt;And fears not a death&lt;br /&gt;Written in life’s book&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she’ll look&lt;br /&gt;Above and rise to the moment&lt;br /&gt;To kiss this shame of hope&lt;br /&gt;To they that smolder her innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears on her leaves&lt;br /&gt;Her seedlings will live&lt;br /&gt;A life that will last to see &lt;br /&gt;Her dreams through&lt;br /&gt;This foggy fate &lt;br /&gt;A plea for a downpour&lt;br /&gt;To undo this killing of life&lt;br /&gt;Is all she’ll ever wish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6180629214371429853?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6180629214371429853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/burning-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6180629214371429853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6180629214371429853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/burning-tree.html' title='Burning Tree'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0XA2JT-SZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/xwyAGXSAIjg/s72-c/burning-christmas-tree-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-2764125799336358560</id><published>2010-01-06T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T05:48:21.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Supreme (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0WNCUF-l_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/Ls1QPo6kU3o/s1600-h/weddin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0WNCUF-l_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/Ls1QPo6kU3o/s200/weddin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423896397130668018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are everything - -&lt;br /&gt;That I  desire and  more,&lt;br /&gt;You make life worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love let us be,&lt;br /&gt;Like the bright sun we shine&lt;br /&gt;With glory again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In you I find peace – -&lt;br /&gt;A true wife of mine you are,&lt;br /&gt;For this, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts will beat&lt;br /&gt;With passion and devotion&lt;br /&gt;When we embrace truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My words are empty - -&lt;br /&gt;My heart is filled with your love,&lt;br /&gt;Soon I will explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close to you,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how I make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;Teach me how to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;They are meant to thaw your heart &lt;br /&gt;With admiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you, I feel blessed,&lt;br /&gt;Your presence excites my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Inside I am  feasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me my love&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we will make tradition&lt;br /&gt;And touch our love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My immortal lust&lt;br /&gt;For you, speaks words I know not,&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-2764125799336358560?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/2764125799336358560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-supreme-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2764125799336358560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2764125799336358560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-supreme-haiku.html' title='Love Supreme (Haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0WNCUF-l_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/Ls1QPo6kU3o/s72-c/weddin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8655101723189766484</id><published>2010-01-03T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T02:50:00.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0LcvBEME_I/AAAAAAAAAUo/C6xXSxBXKv0/s1600-h/purelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0LcvBEME_I/AAAAAAAAAUo/C6xXSxBXKv0/s320/purelove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423139601605465074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear life,&lt;br /&gt;You lied&lt;br /&gt;You said you’ll never leave me alone,&lt;br /&gt;You said pain will never touch me again,&lt;br /&gt;Now look at the wounds of your making,&lt;br /&gt;Because of you I can’t feel my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Here I’m breathing this hopeless fate&lt;br /&gt;What have you done to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes seemed so pure,&lt;br /&gt;So right, &lt;br /&gt;So persuasive, &lt;br /&gt;Yet you fooled me,&lt;br /&gt;You promised I had a little&lt;br /&gt;More of you to last me till &lt;br /&gt;I need no more of you, &lt;br /&gt;How did I let you do this to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your gipsy crystal ball&lt;br /&gt;Bares a façade of my betrayed future,&lt;br /&gt;I was shallow to fall for your hallow&lt;br /&gt;Lies of a life I will never have…&lt;br /&gt;Not a chance to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Not a last glance at my wife,&lt;br /&gt;Like the sirocco, you showed no mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dedicate this to my late friend who I made on 14th December 2009...he passed on 2 weeks later  RIP D.Womba."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8655101723189766484?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8655101723189766484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8655101723189766484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8655101723189766484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-life.html' title='Dear Life'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0LcvBEME_I/AAAAAAAAAUo/C6xXSxBXKv0/s72-c/purelove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5762019837476178905</id><published>2010-01-03T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:29:18.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Home For Humanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0LcF84fxKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2EZd5MgruVw/s1600-h/darfur_refugees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0LcF84fxKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2EZd5MgruVw/s320/darfur_refugees.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423138896108045474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where bliss reigns&lt;br /&gt;And happiness is rain&lt;br /&gt;Is this a dwelling of the gods of a world beyond? &lt;br /&gt;Where wishes are endless&lt;br /&gt; And sunny days unending:&lt;br /&gt;This is a home meant for mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the spirits in the sky &lt;br /&gt;Who will fly so high &lt;br /&gt;To thaw their pain &lt;br /&gt;In this earthly desire &lt;br /&gt;And to bestow their powers&lt;br /&gt;In man’s own soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts that are&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in fury will beat…&lt;br /&gt;Beat like they did before the start&lt;br /&gt;And end of this tragic epiphany&lt;br /&gt;That is full of immortal&lt;br /&gt; Struggles of make believe.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tears of the fallen &lt;br /&gt;And forsaken souls&lt;br /&gt;Will water this dying&lt;br /&gt;Lust for a true home &lt;br /&gt;Where humanity&lt;br /&gt;Will overcome the love for power &lt;br /&gt;With the power of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5762019837476178905?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5762019837476178905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-for-humanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5762019837476178905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5762019837476178905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-for-humanity.html' title='A Home For Humanity'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0LcF84fxKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2EZd5MgruVw/s72-c/darfur_refugees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6191059713455470796</id><published>2010-01-03T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:23:43.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Life's Essence Is Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0LaLm_dH1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CPorsWzvqWA/s1600-h/SadMan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0LaLm_dH1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CPorsWzvqWA/s320/SadMan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423136794287611730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep beneath the sea&lt;br /&gt;And all that I can see&lt;br /&gt;Is a seam of fear and sin&lt;br /&gt;A shame of a life unseen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sores in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Will guide me home again&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday I’ll cling to life&lt;br /&gt;And eat off the affliction of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats &lt;br /&gt;But without a cause&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flowing&lt;br /&gt;Into lava, I live day by day&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for the gods to grant&lt;br /&gt;My wish…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I lurk with my head down&lt;br /&gt;Like a defeated Zulu warrior&lt;br /&gt;My spirit holds on hope&lt;br /&gt;To carry on &lt;br /&gt;Fighting this forlorn &lt;br /&gt;Of a life they ask me to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6191059713455470796?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6191059713455470796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-lifes-essence-is-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6191059713455470796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6191059713455470796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-lifes-essence-is-lost.html' title='When Life&apos;s Essence Is Lost'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S0LaLm_dH1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CPorsWzvqWA/s72-c/SadMan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-9022232035882444131</id><published>2009-12-22T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:45:51.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SzG8SjUyEaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IAHvSBM99kg/s1600-h/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SzG8SjUyEaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IAHvSBM99kg/s320/tears.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418318853609492898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes drenched in its sadness&lt;br /&gt;Bare this strain of madness&lt;br /&gt;Before and after this darkness&lt;br /&gt;The tears of terror and shadiness&lt;br /&gt;Fall to relinquish these cries of sulkiness&lt;br /&gt;These tears are my weakness…&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The drain of strength&lt;br /&gt;Is a gain to death&lt;br /&gt;Again I rest this sorrow's truth&lt;br /&gt;In the lantern's path  &lt;br /&gt;Eyes see only a wrath&lt;br /&gt;Of an unholy faith&lt;br /&gt;A union of fear and an oath&lt;br /&gt;To moan when life bequeaths&lt;br /&gt;Souls of the broken seethe    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their unsoiled taste&lt;br /&gt;Like dew it all wastes&lt;br /&gt;Away from eyes so fast&lt;br /&gt;All grief flows in haste&lt;br /&gt;Through them reality becomes fate&lt;br /&gt;That one must not hate&lt;br /&gt;Tears to quench this wait  &lt;br /&gt;Tears to break a quest to feast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes drowned in its fall&lt;br /&gt;Like the rain it calls &lt;br /&gt;A name known to all&lt;br /&gt;In the earth it stalls&lt;br /&gt;All happiness as silence befalls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-9022232035882444131?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/9022232035882444131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/9022232035882444131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/9022232035882444131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SzG8SjUyEaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/IAHvSBM99kg/s72-c/tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8553554822938999170</id><published>2009-12-15T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:06:55.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wheatear's Safari To Serenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sy85q6FAucI/AAAAAAAAATg/z2uDiagUt0E/s1600-h/wheatear_with_food_27may09_800l_20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sy85q6FAucI/AAAAAAAAATg/z2uDiagUt0E/s320/wheatear_with_food_27may09_800l_20a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417612286057560514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the cry of a wheatear…&lt;br /&gt;Can you see her tears&lt;br /&gt;Stream down to a lake of nowhere?&lt;br /&gt;In the sky she flies&lt;br /&gt;From a life in pieces she thought&lt;br /&gt;Would never be&lt;br /&gt;An end to this struggle&lt;br /&gt;Is all she’ll ever wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seeks a heaven&lt;br /&gt;Where time is endless&lt;br /&gt;And every blissful moment relentless&lt;br /&gt;Where sorrow is negated by a&lt;br /&gt;Split second’s delight&lt;br /&gt;Of an earthly harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far beyond the specter&lt;br /&gt;Of her mind, she flies&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind a daystar&lt;br /&gt;Of a broken hope.&lt;br /&gt;Her fiercely flaming wings&lt;br /&gt;Burn beneath a feud &lt;br /&gt;Between body and soul&lt;br /&gt;A feeling of heavenly bliss &lt;br /&gt;Is all that time can offer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8553554822938999170?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8553554822938999170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/wheatears-safari-to-serenity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8553554822938999170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8553554822938999170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/wheatears-safari-to-serenity.html' title='A Wheatear&apos;s Safari To Serenity'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sy85q6FAucI/AAAAAAAAATg/z2uDiagUt0E/s72-c/wheatear_with_food_27may09_800l_20a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7674424725365869799</id><published>2009-12-13T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T02:52:37.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We Free?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SyywZwKQ-MI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kvmmN3FajJ0/s1600-h/freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SyywZwKQ-MI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kvmmN3FajJ0/s400/freedom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416898408291039426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birth of a baby is its freedom&lt;br /&gt;From the confinement of its mother’s womb&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps the limitations of its solitude&lt;br /&gt;And dependence of life on its mother&lt;br /&gt;To speak their tongue&lt;br /&gt;Talk to their god&lt;br /&gt; and live their way…&lt;br /&gt;Is this freedom? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we free&lt;br /&gt;When we dream&lt;br /&gt;And hope to be&lt;br /&gt;The wishes of the spirits?&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever we’ll be&lt;br /&gt;Free only when we believe&lt;br /&gt;In life’s own essence:&lt;br /&gt;An illusion of make believe&lt;br /&gt;Which deceives he who believes&lt;br /&gt;That beauty is a façade of lies&lt;br /&gt;And freedom is not a state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like sheep we’ll be&lt;br /&gt;Silent with only tears to&lt;br /&gt;Show our lynch’s cry&lt;br /&gt; For a freedom’s rupture&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the world known to man&lt;br /&gt;Where a reality is concealed&lt;br /&gt;And death is a freedom&lt;br /&gt;From the world’s agony.&lt;br /&gt;Is this why  sheep doesn’t cry&lt;br /&gt;Before slaughter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7674424725365869799?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/7674424725365869799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-we-free.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7674424725365869799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7674424725365869799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-we-free.html' title='Are We Free?'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SyywZwKQ-MI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kvmmN3FajJ0/s72-c/freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6619486016549514354</id><published>2009-12-11T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T04:33:41.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion Flames</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SyzIBJq7hPI/AAAAAAAAATY/_6ptOdokuUQ/s1600-h/Dark_Kiss_by_l0ne_star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SyzIBJq7hPI/AAAAAAAAATY/_6ptOdokuUQ/s400/Dark_Kiss_by_l0ne_star.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416924373921268978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flares of my inner desires&lt;br /&gt;Rise to the depth of this mire&lt;br /&gt;Of sensations within my soul’s Yearning&lt;br /&gt;For  a deeper reach or perhaps a touch&lt;br /&gt;To seal this heart with passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deep passion scent&lt;br /&gt;Is the air that the angel sent&lt;br /&gt;Its tastes find a succulent&lt;br /&gt;Vigor of this soul food&lt;br /&gt;I cannot deny this…&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of human completion:&lt;br /&gt;Its blissful nature massages my soul’s&lt;br /&gt;Desire to have you and you only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be in touch this epiphany&lt;br /&gt;To seek not that which is found&lt;br /&gt;To hope for a higher essence of life  &lt;br /&gt;To be safe in this shelf of lust&lt;br /&gt; Is more than I can ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A climb to the peak&lt;br /&gt;Of this untold reach&lt;br /&gt;Is not what they preach&lt;br /&gt;When I lose me in my rich&lt;br /&gt;Before I rest I beseech&lt;br /&gt;To touch your heart of peach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6619486016549514354?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6619486016549514354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/passion-flames_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6619486016549514354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6619486016549514354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/passion-flames_11.html' title='Passion Flames'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SyzIBJq7hPI/AAAAAAAAATY/_6ptOdokuUQ/s72-c/Dark_Kiss_by_l0ne_star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3059920125771270898</id><published>2009-12-07T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T04:31:10.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sx30ujLj4YI/AAAAAAAAATI/5qpze4HJD8A/s1600-h/ButterflyInDisguise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sx30ujLj4YI/AAAAAAAAATI/5qpze4HJD8A/s320/ButterflyInDisguise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412751407724093826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To heal my wounds with your kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to hope that you will&lt;br /&gt;Steal away my heart’s knoll of pain.&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to be and only to be? &lt;br /&gt;Thor throws his wrath&lt;br /&gt;And my soul thaws with empathy&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to run away&lt;br /&gt;From a life that has gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;This shameless infamy‘s &lt;br /&gt;Touch brings an ecstasy &lt;br /&gt;Of our immoral heathen.&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And kiss your soul always.&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to have you&lt;br /&gt;As a wife, a righteous half I’ll never be?&lt;br /&gt;What more must it take to feel&lt;br /&gt;Alive like the yellow sun of a mid&lt;br /&gt;Summer's soothing day?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to hold your heart&lt;br /&gt;Prisoner of its own emotions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To feel this  soaring pain,&lt;br /&gt;To know that hope will not be again&lt;br /&gt;Here for me to gain&lt;br /&gt;Refuge through this thick black rain,&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to cry these tears of truth&lt;br /&gt;And sheer human completion&lt;br /&gt;When I love you?&lt;br /&gt;Down I fall through the numb valley&lt;br /&gt;Of a home where we lay.&lt;br /&gt;Before I ask for a meaning of this life’s delay&lt;br /&gt;I must stop this bleeding of my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life misunderstood &lt;br /&gt;This mellifluous that has stood&lt;br /&gt;Will be my only oasis when you stand&lt;br /&gt;Your ground and say you don’t love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to sacrifice? &lt;br /&gt;When all I get is more of this pain.&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to be me?&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3059920125771270898?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3059920125771270898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3059920125771270898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3059920125771270898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-enough.html' title='Is It Enough?'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sx30ujLj4YI/AAAAAAAAATI/5qpze4HJD8A/s72-c/ButterflyInDisguise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5498486864152867749</id><published>2009-12-07T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:33:11.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Picnic (Tanka)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sx3zEQ6PMxI/AAAAAAAAATA/CXk9gL1Ir_U/s1600-h/picnic.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 91px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sx3zEQ6PMxI/AAAAAAAAATA/CXk9gL1Ir_U/s200/picnic.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412749581753463570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sunday morning's bliss&lt;br /&gt;Brings us to a fine picnic,&lt;br /&gt;Scrumptious food you make&lt;br /&gt;Every taste as fine as you,&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the sun we must kiss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5498486864152867749?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5498486864152867749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-picnic-tanka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5498486864152867749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5498486864152867749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-picnic-tanka.html' title='Sunday Picnic (Tanka)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sx3zEQ6PMxI/AAAAAAAAATA/CXk9gL1Ir_U/s72-c/picnic.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-4455255089607297821</id><published>2009-12-07T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:27:07.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sx3xZjzMwWI/AAAAAAAAASw/-j8TEJwmdMY/s1600-h/Merry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sx3xZjzMwWI/AAAAAAAAASw/-j8TEJwmdMY/s400/Merry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412747748578214242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A merry christmas&lt;br /&gt;To you and your family - -&lt;br /&gt;I will pray for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-4455255089607297821?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/4455255089607297821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4455255089607297821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4455255089607297821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-haiku.html' title='Merry Christmas (Haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sx3xZjzMwWI/AAAAAAAAASw/-j8TEJwmdMY/s72-c/Merry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-1494267891611124140</id><published>2009-12-01T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T06:40:43.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking The Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxUq2g0P1II/AAAAAAAAASQ/Wc9hbFvpTw0/s1600/walkingdead16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxUq2g0P1II/AAAAAAAAASQ/Wc9hbFvpTw0/s320/walkingdead16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410277643365897346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’m alone with mystery &lt;br /&gt;I choose not this misery,&lt;br /&gt;Death took them away so swiftly&lt;br /&gt;They come to me, I kiss them softly&lt;br /&gt;Without a chance to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;They all vanished like dye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A swim in a lake of forsaken souls&lt;br /&gt;Chills my heart’s core,&lt;br /&gt;In its blood I sink&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the things&lt;br /&gt;That are not meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the winter night&lt;br /&gt;Reveal the death of the lantern’s light,&lt;br /&gt;They are here seeking for  their plight,&lt;br /&gt;Through this tough fight&lt;br /&gt;I must climb this dyke of scarred sight&lt;br /&gt;And guide them where pain is tamed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1494267891611124140?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1494267891611124140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/walking-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1494267891611124140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1494267891611124140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/walking-dead.html' title='Walking The Dead'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxUq2g0P1II/AAAAAAAAASQ/Wc9hbFvpTw0/s72-c/walkingdead16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8972778242071546283</id><published>2009-12-01T04:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T05:04:36.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunes of Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxUUU0BP9OI/AAAAAAAAASI/P1FYvmOrOyE/s1600/fod.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxUUU0BP9OI/AAAAAAAAASI/P1FYvmOrOyE/s320/fod.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410252875149341922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bare bleeding feet &lt;br /&gt;Bare scars of our sore farewell's treat, &lt;br /&gt;My crimson infects smudge earth… &lt;br /&gt;They are my broken foot prints &lt;br /&gt;Follow them and embrace &lt;br /&gt;My oblivious sprint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tears tear me &lt;br /&gt;Taste their saltiness &lt;br /&gt;And fill me with your sulk. &lt;br /&gt;Your eyes as white as milk &lt;br /&gt;Smirk with lust for blood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it alone, &lt;br /&gt;I‘ll surely drown in the fear &lt;br /&gt;That lives in me, &lt;br /&gt;Help me swim through this lake &lt;br /&gt;Of forsaken souls. &lt;br /&gt;I look above and paint &lt;br /&gt;The sky with weakness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grief reigns over me &lt;br /&gt;The feel of ice enthralls my torn heart, &lt;br /&gt;A touch on numbness slays my mortal essence, &lt;br /&gt;O’ come sway my aching ghoul. &lt;br /&gt;This fear feasts upon my clout &lt;br /&gt;A crease of terror divides mind &lt;br /&gt;I’m afraid, not of death but leaving &lt;br /&gt;This heaven I created…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8972778242071546283?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8972778242071546283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/dunes-of-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8972778242071546283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8972778242071546283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/dunes-of-fear.html' title='Dunes of Fear'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxUUU0BP9OI/AAAAAAAAASI/P1FYvmOrOyE/s72-c/fod.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-1137282068236969153</id><published>2009-12-01T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:44:43.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTzlXKYzhI/AAAAAAAAARw/A_15J-dv6cE/s1600/mummy+face.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTzlXKYzhI/AAAAAAAAARw/A_15J-dv6cE/s320/mummy+face.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410216875577101842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not what you think it is&lt;br /&gt;It is that which you speak&lt;br /&gt;And all that they seek,&lt;br /&gt;A hiss with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Is all that the truth has.&lt;br /&gt;Toady flowers will die with his loss &lt;br /&gt;Is this the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the reason for your being here,&lt;br /&gt;It is a slalom road to home,&lt;br /&gt;Someday I’ll come&lt;br /&gt;And take us away from this lame&lt;br /&gt;Consign of oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;Every word,&lt;br /&gt;Every step,&lt;br /&gt;Every breathe&lt;br /&gt;You take are all in&lt;br /&gt;The name of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Empathy thumps with a passion&lt;br /&gt;But we choose not to see it.&lt;br /&gt;In the quest of seeking truth&lt;br /&gt;You lose me and I lose you.&lt;br /&gt;We all are too close for&lt;br /&gt;Time to separate us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is there for us to hold&lt;br /&gt;It is that which the blind can see,&lt;br /&gt;It is beneath every sorrowful face&lt;br /&gt;It is in the terror of mankind&lt;br /&gt;The reason for any war&lt;br /&gt;Are the woes that man &lt;br /&gt;Can live without…&lt;br /&gt;These sins are the inner reflections&lt;br /&gt;Of  the demons in everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I ask for the truth&lt;br /&gt;And again you’ll  tell me&lt;br /&gt;What you want to hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1137282068236969153?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1137282068236969153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1137282068236969153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1137282068236969153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTzlXKYzhI/AAAAAAAAARw/A_15J-dv6cE/s72-c/mummy+face.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5953851525959212320</id><published>2009-11-26T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T02:53:16.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw6EI3EEZCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vxUPTcf-d9E/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw6EI3EEZCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vxUPTcf-d9E/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408405490273379362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;These cracks on my skin are the sores &lt;br /&gt;Of your broken kisses, &lt;br /&gt;My numb emotions are the scars you left &lt;br /&gt;Behind, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk following the blood trail of my mind, &lt;br /&gt;My crimson tainted thoughts speak the pain &lt;br /&gt;I now call home, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes? &lt;br /&gt;Do you see what I’ve become? &lt;br /&gt;I look in the mirror and hate what I’ve &lt;br /&gt;Turned into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry for me so that I quench &lt;br /&gt;My thirst with your pure tears, &lt;br /&gt;Let the rain come and wash away my pain, &lt;br /&gt;Embrace this lachrymal to heal me again, &lt;br /&gt;Without you this isn’t who I want to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5953851525959212320?l=qibili.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw6EI3EEZCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vxUPTcf-d9E/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3701697878265287002</id><published>2009-11-26T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T02:33:53.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment To Freeze (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOfZixjguI/AAAAAAAAAMo/2DpyPx62KYc/s1600/sunrays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOfZixjguI/AAAAAAAAAMo/2DpyPx62KYc/s400/sunrays.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409842838582297314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silently beaming &lt;br /&gt;The rays of sun sparkle down-- &lt;br /&gt;Blissful tears fall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3701697878265287002?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3701697878265287002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/moment-to-freeze-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3701697878265287002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3701697878265287002'/><link rel='alternate' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxUNroOXwkI/AAAAAAAAAR4/_QcXw34iPYI/s1600/sw.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 99px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxUNroOXwkI/AAAAAAAAAR4/_QcXw34iPYI/s320/sw.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410245570538750530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slumber softly love, &lt;br /&gt;Rest your sorrow in my heart, &lt;br /&gt;Breathe gently in sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Gaze in your soul forever &lt;br /&gt;And sleep in my arms tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1937915504104546855?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1937915504104546855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5030400316128998592</id><published>2009-11-20T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:37:02.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Charming Bug’s Plight (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw9zcB5sR8I/AAAAAAAAACA/2MWAM6b86J8/s1600/Ladybird2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw9zcB5sR8I/AAAAAAAAACA/2MWAM6b86J8/s200/Ladybird2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408668602879199170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ladybird flies &lt;br /&gt;And blesses me with delight &lt;br /&gt;On this vivid day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flies but not far, &lt;br /&gt;A bump into a leaf stalls &lt;br /&gt;This perfect moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red and black wing hues &lt;br /&gt;Blend as she flutters in haste. &lt;br /&gt;I wish she departs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once she lets up &lt;br /&gt;And walks on a leaf’s stalk, &lt;br /&gt;Finally she stops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grab hold of her, &lt;br /&gt;On my dry palm she marches, &lt;br /&gt;Itchy stings she leaves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her little wings flap &lt;br /&gt;All in vain as she falls down &lt;br /&gt;What a sorry sight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a woody nick &lt;br /&gt;She now hides like a shy child, &lt;br /&gt;Inside she kips from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last she comes out &lt;br /&gt;And I smile as she budges out. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, shes the day’s star. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swiftly, the wind blows &lt;br /&gt;And she dashes in circles &lt;br /&gt;Before it all stops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again &lt;br /&gt;She plummets like heavy hail, &lt;br /&gt;Now she flies away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5030400316128998592?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5030400316128998592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/charming-bugs-plight-haiku_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5030400316128998592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5030400316128998592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/charming-bugs-plight-haiku_20.html' title='A Charming Bug’s Plight (Haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw9zcB5sR8I/AAAAAAAAACA/2MWAM6b86J8/s72-c/Ladybird2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6883577055886305169</id><published>2009-11-17T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:06:32.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Leaves (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw96ctm9wvI/AAAAAAAAACg/2rqVWxzsX18/s1600/fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw96ctm9wvI/AAAAAAAAACg/2rqVWxzsX18/s200/fl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408676311193207538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaves of an oak tree - - &lt;br /&gt;Fall,painting the earth auburn. &lt;br /&gt;Steadily they fall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6883577055886305169?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6883577055886305169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/falling-leaves-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3983888689719278797</id><published>2009-11-16T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:07:50.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw96pwQaGHI/AAAAAAAAACo/oPck8oUfr7k/s1600/eh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 54px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw96pwQaGHI/AAAAAAAAACo/oPck8oUfr7k/s200/eh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408676535242201202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should take my life &lt;br /&gt;Through this great strife, &lt;br /&gt;I’ll pray for my wife &lt;br /&gt;That God should keep her safe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should die in my sleep &lt;br /&gt;I hope you won’t weep, &lt;br /&gt;Let your emotions sweep &lt;br /&gt;Through like a fall into the deep &lt;br /&gt;Where I lay in my mortal sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the moon doesn’t shine, &lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry for you are still mine, &lt;br /&gt;Together we taste like sweet wine &lt;br /&gt;Whenever we dine &lt;br /&gt;In this fine night’s divine vine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If last night’s kiss was the last, &lt;br /&gt;Know that in me the lust &lt;br /&gt;We share will always come first, &lt;br /&gt;I’ll be that knight who clinches his fist &lt;br /&gt;When they come to scrap your heart’s crust, &lt;br /&gt;Then we’ll feast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sun is out and I’m not home &lt;br /&gt;Be strong, tomorrow I’ll come &lt;br /&gt;Like the rain to tame this mortal storm, &lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow can only be told by time &lt;br /&gt;So I ask you to melt this rime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my heart stops beating tonight &lt;br /&gt;Teach me how to fight &lt;br /&gt;And make me right. &lt;br /&gt;Bring to me your light, &lt;br /&gt;I ask for you to hold me tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3983888689719278797?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3983888689719278797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/endless-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3983888689719278797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3983888689719278797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/endless-hope.html' title='Endless Hope'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw96pwQaGHI/AAAAAAAAACo/oPck8oUfr7k/s72-c/eh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-2212898721050934679</id><published>2009-11-13T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:09:30.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drizzles In Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw97JKzIPFI/AAAAAAAAACw/pNydZvX3EI4/s1600/dis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw97JKzIPFI/AAAAAAAAACw/pNydZvX3EI4/s200/dis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408677074943097938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden syrup from the &lt;br /&gt;Heavens trickle yet again. &lt;br /&gt;Like tears they plummet &lt;br /&gt;Soaking earth with life, &lt;br /&gt;A tender aroma of sand &lt;br /&gt;Arises to kiss &lt;br /&gt;Summer a long goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A green scenery is born on the &lt;br /&gt;Hands of the russet woods, &lt;br /&gt;Pierced with yellow sunbeams &lt;br /&gt;They spring up like ant hills &lt;br /&gt;Ready to store a month’s harvest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaky leaves sing the praises &lt;br /&gt;Of joy as the down pour rests its &lt;br /&gt;Tears on their arid sheath. &lt;br /&gt;Are they the tears of &lt;br /&gt;A joyful angel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They fall with a soothing &lt;br /&gt;Gentle feel… &lt;br /&gt;Touching the olive leaves &lt;br /&gt;And everything within &lt;br /&gt;Its fine reach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-2212898721050934679?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/2212898721050934679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/drizzles-in-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2212898721050934679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2212898721050934679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/drizzles-in-sunshine.html' title='Drizzles In Sunshine'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw97JKzIPFI/AAAAAAAAACw/pNydZvX3EI4/s72-c/dis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7369701156548744043</id><published>2009-11-12T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:10:13.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innate Therapy (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw97TfodcDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/By2AjcPg2CY/s1600/it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw97TfodcDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/By2AjcPg2CY/s200/it.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408677252334186546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive leaves so pure &lt;br /&gt;They must be a cure - - &lt;br /&gt;For this cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flawless chilly air &lt;br /&gt;Rises to thaw this sickness - - &lt;br /&gt;Healing breathes thrill me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pounce of splendor &lt;br /&gt;Surprises with emotions, &lt;br /&gt;I soak in this treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7369701156548744043?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/7369701156548744043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5571467161317646480</id><published>2009-11-12T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:13:11.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night’s Glee (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw9740bDYBI/AAAAAAAAADA/O1UrryyDegA/s1600/lng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw9740bDYBI/AAAAAAAAADA/O1UrryyDegA/s200/lng.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408677893570256914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid summer fine wine &lt;br /&gt;Tastes as sweet as fine honey &lt;br /&gt;Like your juicy lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes like diamonds &lt;br /&gt;Spackle like stars in the sky &lt;br /&gt;Excitement they bring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the moonshine &lt;br /&gt;We shined with the night’s glee, &lt;br /&gt;We touched affection . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A splendid sunset &lt;br /&gt;Shades its beams in the ocean &lt;br /&gt;Where our eyes rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5571467161317646480?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5571467161317646480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-nights-glee-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5571467161317646480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5571467161317646480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-nights-glee-haiku.html' title='Last Night’s Glee (Haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw9740bDYBI/AAAAAAAAADA/O1UrryyDegA/s72-c/lng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5216793624254900140</id><published>2009-11-12T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:49:39.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Jelly Belly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw92dzSHBOI/AAAAAAAAACI/I97p-jND56s/s1600/images2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw92dzSHBOI/AAAAAAAAACI/I97p-jND56s/s200/images2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408671931849704674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big bouncy tummy &lt;br /&gt;Wiggles like jelly, &lt;br /&gt;Yes, this here is my &lt;br /&gt;Big jelly belly. &lt;br /&gt;Inside it hoofs &lt;br /&gt;And sighs with puffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggles captivate whenever &lt;br /&gt;I rub my belly, &lt;br /&gt;With a love so deep &lt;br /&gt;That I kneel at its presence. &lt;br /&gt;I love my belly and so does he. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aching back is worth &lt;br /&gt;This gift of immortality &lt;br /&gt;That the lord has granted. &lt;br /&gt;With my hands on my belly &lt;br /&gt;I hear it’s little heart beat &lt;br /&gt;Like drums, like my heart’s &lt;br /&gt;Rhythmic beats, it beats &lt;br /&gt;And plays tunes of an &lt;br /&gt;Alien world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my tummy &lt;br /&gt;Goes to sleep and I miss &lt;br /&gt;Its cute side kicks, &lt;br /&gt;At night I sleep but it doesn’t. &lt;br /&gt;Sweat drips down from &lt;br /&gt;My warm belly as it moves &lt;br /&gt;Just like jelly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sense of completion grows &lt;br /&gt;In me, In me an art of life &lt;br /&gt;Will sprout with a cry for &lt;br /&gt;Mother to warm its new &lt;br /&gt;And eloquent life form. &lt;br /&gt;My shaky tummy talks to me &lt;br /&gt;When no one is here, I sing &lt;br /&gt;Lullabies of the evergreen forest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up all sweaty inside, &lt;br /&gt;I’m still sweet, like jelly the &lt;br /&gt;Aches can’t break me, &lt;br /&gt;A reason to be a wife, &lt;br /&gt;Its treason to lose this life &lt;br /&gt;Now I know what it feels &lt;br /&gt;Like to be alive &lt;br /&gt;Like a queen of he I feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeaks from my belly &lt;br /&gt;Speak volumes I can’t &lt;br /&gt;Ignore…garbles bequeaths &lt;br /&gt;With pleasures only I can feel. &lt;br /&gt;Immersed with life my belly is, &lt;br /&gt;I hold no regrets for &lt;br /&gt;My big jelly belly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5216793624254900140?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5216793624254900140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-jelly-belly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5216793624254900140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5216793624254900140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-jelly-belly.html' title='Big Jelly Belly'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw92dzSHBOI/AAAAAAAAACI/I97p-jND56s/s72-c/images2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3554916033556129706</id><published>2009-11-11T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:24:45.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-AKCQ0bJI/AAAAAAAAADw/4ookA4FZTdI/s1600/nm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 77px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-AKCQ0bJI/AAAAAAAAADw/4ookA4FZTdI/s200/nm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408682587389717650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times my pain has slayed me, &lt;br /&gt;A million times I’ve lost me, &lt;br /&gt;A hundred years I’ve lived trying to be you, &lt;br /&gt;In you I saw a new me, a man of lost cause. &lt;br /&gt;No more pain &lt;br /&gt;No more hurting. &lt;br /&gt;It all ends tonight, &lt;br /&gt;On this cliff of where the gods rest, &lt;br /&gt;I’ll end it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I died in my dreams &lt;br /&gt;It is a freedom granted by the angel &lt;br /&gt;Of pain. &lt;br /&gt;As I ask for God to send me an angel, &lt;br /&gt;I also beg to breathe my last. &lt;br /&gt;As I walk this walk of twinges, &lt;br /&gt;I beseech to love on more soul. &lt;br /&gt;No more me &lt;br /&gt;No more tears &lt;br /&gt;No more fear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look above for answers… &lt;br /&gt;I lose this fight for to be free, &lt;br /&gt;Free from all known iniquity &lt;br /&gt;And other vices of Satan. &lt;br /&gt;As I close my eyes, &lt;br /&gt;I pray you too won’t sleep tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Let not the gory glory take me away, &lt;br /&gt;Let your will be done my lord. &lt;br /&gt;No more… &lt;br /&gt;No more…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3554916033556129706?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3554916033556129706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3554916033556129706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3554916033556129706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-more.html' title='No More'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-AKCQ0bJI/AAAAAAAAADw/4ookA4FZTdI/s72-c/nm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3177983190872564021</id><published>2009-11-09T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T02:57:02.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening's Delight (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S-vM4mgG4LI/AAAAAAAAAbc/NGer97ZNiLc/s1600/859290_golden_horizon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S-vM4mgG4LI/AAAAAAAAAbc/NGer97ZNiLc/s320/859290_golden_horizon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470691445151555762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden horizon-- &lt;br /&gt;Spurs fine summer thoughts again, &lt;br /&gt;I soften in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3177983190872564021?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3177983190872564021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/evenings-delight-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3177983190872564021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3177983190872564021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/evenings-delight-haiku.html' title='Evening&apos;s Delight (Haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/S-vM4mgG4LI/AAAAAAAAAbc/NGer97ZNiLc/s72-c/859290_golden_horizon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3573888310771462230</id><published>2009-11-04T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:14:35.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Walks And I Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw98USU0G8I/AAAAAAAAADI/QlilEq5C0WI/s1600/swail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 79px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw98USU0G8I/AAAAAAAAADI/QlilEq5C0WI/s200/swail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408678365453622210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she walks by, &lt;br /&gt;She makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;A mayday alert rings&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she walks by.&lt;br /&gt;She walks and I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She swirls like a an ocean's wave,&lt;br /&gt;And I admire every little bit of her.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes met hers, I melt with shyness.&lt;br /&gt;Her sublime beauty echoes for my touch,&lt;br /&gt;The hue of her lips beg for my kiss…&lt;br /&gt;She walks And I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty meets eyes as she walks,&lt;br /&gt;Light she brings as she walks,&lt;br /&gt;A new life in me she gives as she walks,&lt;br /&gt;Trees whisper her name as she walks,&lt;br /&gt;She’s the talk of the men when she walks,&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes are magnetized at her sight…&lt;br /&gt;Flamboyantly she walks and I look too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glowing eyes of the night watchers &lt;br /&gt;Light her pathway as she walks,&lt;br /&gt;She is their princess.&lt;br /&gt;A priceless sight of splendor she is,&lt;br /&gt;She wears as bright as day &lt;br /&gt;Her eyes as dark as night verbalize &lt;br /&gt;My inner reflections…&lt;br /&gt;She sleeps and I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden footprints she leaves,&lt;br /&gt;Lead down my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Through my mind &lt;br /&gt;And straight to my heart. &lt;br /&gt;I must follow them!&lt;br /&gt;She strolls down the valley of&lt;br /&gt;My lust, I look and she does too.&lt;br /&gt;We both smile and walk away…&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow she’ll walk my way&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll look at her again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3573888310771462230?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw98USU0G8I/AAAAAAAAADI/QlilEq5C0WI/s72-c/swail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3385087485625955007</id><published>2009-11-01T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:59:28.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Must Be Love (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw94x-CqphI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Zh25Hy_YbY8/s1600/imbl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 65px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw94x-CqphI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Zh25Hy_YbY8/s200/imbl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408674477358360082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I miss you?&lt;br /&gt;I did not ask to love you,&lt;br /&gt;It just happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3385087485625955007?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3385087485625955007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-must-be-love-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3385087485625955007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3385087485625955007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-must-be-love-haiku.html' title='It Must Be Love 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style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 66px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTV9vlSGbI/AAAAAAAAARo/63MRCSS8GFU/s320/zw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410184309100386738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalikutemwa,&lt;br /&gt;Kwena waliwamisha--&lt;br /&gt;Ulimusuma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5584601988267497387?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5584601988267497387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/12/umukashi-wandi-uwawama-zambian-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3810263386135296881</id><published>2009-10-30T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:15:32.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not My Skin Part 1(Teine Inkanda Yandi)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw99R3z5YMI/AAAAAAAAADY/sLE81moJWNA/s1600/inms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 91px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw99R3z5YMI/AAAAAAAAADY/sLE81moJWNA/s200/inms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408679423488123074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't mean to offend anyone with this poem." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not my skin&lt;br /&gt;I’m not your expectations,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the soul that lives in me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m that which the blind can see&lt;br /&gt;And all that you can’t see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the little boy confused &lt;br /&gt;By the world’s segregation,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the laugh of their talk,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not trying to be you,&lt;br /&gt;Look at my stiff black hair?&lt;br /&gt;It stands tall like trees in the forest:&lt;br /&gt;Its feels so pure and sets me free.&lt;br /&gt;Look at my thoughts, they are diverse&lt;br /&gt;And full of colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not my skin&lt;br /&gt;I’m not who you think Iam,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the river that flows and blesses&lt;br /&gt;Every oasis with a touch of water.&lt;br /&gt;I’m the man who sees no color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch my tan skin&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll see that I’m human too.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not trying to gain approval from you,&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know that I’m not my skin.&lt;br /&gt;My culture is scarred by the human traitors, &lt;br /&gt;I owe no forgiveness to any man alive…&lt;br /&gt;Does the way I walk, smile or wear my afro &lt;br /&gt;Make me any less human?&lt;br /&gt;Should I be ashamed of my own skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not my hair,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the soul that lives within,&lt;br /&gt;Poverty, disease, loss of human dignity&lt;br /&gt;Are my arch enemies besides man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your broken kisses heal my human body,&lt;br /&gt;You spite for a person of my kind&lt;br /&gt;Cannot break or shake to take me away into any&lt;br /&gt;Sort of mortal shame for the skin that covers my&lt;br /&gt;Bones and muscles.&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats rhythmically like a Zambian drum,&lt;br /&gt;My broad nose inhales the air my ancestors left,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes see the moon, sun and the stars&lt;br /&gt;That my Bantu forefathers&lt;br /&gt;Worshiped and sacrificed lives for…&lt;br /&gt;And this is who I’ll always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not my skin,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the simple person you’ll never know,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the culture will never touch,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the proud onyx soul you’ll never kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m that little girl on mother’s back&lt;br /&gt;Who she carried whenever&lt;br /&gt;She went begging on the street,&lt;br /&gt;I’m that lost lone needle in the hay.&lt;br /&gt;But you can only see my russet skin..&lt;br /&gt;In me you can only see a slave,&lt;br /&gt;A second class human!&lt;br /&gt;I’ll continue to walk tall like the beautiful&lt;br /&gt;African queen my mother told me I’m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not my skin,&lt;br /&gt;Like you, I’m not perfect, I react when I don’t mean to.&lt;br /&gt;To kill me, take away my skin&lt;br /&gt;And throw it beyond my children’s reach.&lt;br /&gt;My black skin rages your emotions…&lt;br /&gt;Your lust for another killing of my kind &lt;br /&gt;Fuels every breath you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a knife tear my skin apart?&lt;br /&gt;You’ll see that the blood I hold is scarlet…&lt;br /&gt;Like a human’s or any other animal’s.&lt;br /&gt;When my heart is broken I cry just like you do,&lt;br /&gt;To you good skin means bright and not black.&lt;br /&gt;The sun can’t hurt me I tamed her,&lt;br /&gt;The night’s creatures can’t see me&lt;br /&gt;Because my skin camouflages my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Your bitter words can’t hurt me, I hate them not you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3810263386135296881?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3810263386135296881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-not-my-skin-part-1teine-inkanda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3810263386135296881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3810263386135296881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-not-my-skin-part-1teine-inkanda.html' title='I&apos;m Not My Skin Part 1(Teine Inkanda Yandi)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw99R3z5YMI/AAAAAAAAADY/sLE81moJWNA/s72-c/inms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3631400326555461544</id><published>2009-10-29T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:35:42.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m Not My Skin Part 2 (Nshili Inkanda Yandi)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxYmvasktYI/AAAAAAAAASY/CW6FzU_5WXs/s1600-h/race.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 83px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxYmvasktYI/AAAAAAAAASY/CW6FzU_5WXs/s320/race.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410554598394213762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black or white it doesn’t matter anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Because it never did.&lt;br /&gt;Pitch black afros rise to kiss this unworthy&lt;br /&gt;Feeling of not being part of this race,&lt;br /&gt;What they say won’t scar us!&lt;br /&gt;But who are they?&lt;br /&gt;They are us and we are them&lt;br /&gt;And together we are one but only&lt;br /&gt;Separated by our selfish desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day will come when we will toil &lt;br /&gt;To save this home that we’ve destroyed…&lt;br /&gt;We will embrace the humanity in us.&lt;br /&gt;You can hate me but not because of the &lt;br /&gt;Tone of my skin or the way I speak &lt;br /&gt;My western tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for a reason, because I will not&lt;br /&gt;Hurt and hate you in return; its not in my nature.&lt;br /&gt;One day I hope we will hold hands&lt;br /&gt;And make a truce to live and love each&lt;br /&gt;Other just the way God wants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3631400326555461544?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3631400326555461544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-not-my-skin-part-2-nshili-inkanda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3631400326555461544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3631400326555461544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-not-my-skin-part-2-nshili-inkanda.html' title='I’m Not My Skin Part 2 (Nshili Inkanda Yandi)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxYmvasktYI/AAAAAAAAASY/CW6FzU_5WXs/s72-c/race.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8563986427998640848</id><published>2009-10-28T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:21:22.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Devil In Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw99ynG-9hI/AAAAAAAAADg/M0kfkChPE3U/s1600/tldim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 56px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw99ynG-9hI/AAAAAAAAADg/M0kfkChPE3U/s200/tldim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408679985940461074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I wake up away from home&lt;br /&gt;Like a lost soul I shriek for reality&lt;br /&gt;To undo this obvious confusion,&lt;br /&gt;I walk on a street paved with skulls and bones,&lt;br /&gt;The road is covered by a steady flow of blood&lt;br /&gt;Amid flesh and skin.&lt;br /&gt;”Who did this?”&lt;br /&gt;The little voice in me questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crimson rain, the pain only gains more&lt;br /&gt;Affliction to my already dented soul,&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit with my head on the railway line&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the beast that craws there to come and steal&lt;br /&gt;This mistake for a life I hate to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another heart bleeds, another mother moans,&lt;br /&gt;Another day of sheer destruction befalls us.&lt;br /&gt;How did I become this…this unfeeling animal?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in this human shell, &lt;br /&gt;I find myself lost deep inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, the little voice in me tells me to take lives:&lt;br /&gt;To separate body and soul of they that are pure at&lt;br /&gt;Heart, she tells me to kill again and again.&lt;br /&gt;I now know why I wake up with blood in my hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8563986427998640848?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8563986427998640848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-devil-in-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8563986427998640848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8563986427998640848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-devil-in-me.html' title='The Little Devil In Me'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw99ynG-9hI/AAAAAAAAADg/M0kfkChPE3U/s72-c/tldim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6976996340191959897</id><published>2009-10-15T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:03:53.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing Butterflies (50 Verse Tanka)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw95vYYbkaI/AAAAAAAAACY/OMIhw9enZpw/s1600/kb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 76px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw95vYYbkaI/AAAAAAAAACY/OMIhw9enZpw/s200/kb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408675532400988578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An opulent splice&lt;br /&gt;Touch Skin with gentle temper,&lt;br /&gt;Her Sultry kiss enthralls me,&lt;br /&gt;Timeless moment to cherish&lt;br /&gt;And dazzling feelings charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tender bleach&lt;br /&gt;Reaches soul with high passion,&lt;br /&gt;Lost with joy I am&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the warm words you speak&lt;br /&gt;And sweet life you love to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slender gleaming eyes&lt;br /&gt;Pierce through my soul like daylight&lt;br /&gt;Kissed by hues of charm.&lt;br /&gt;Swanking with majesty, I rise up &lt;br /&gt;And kiss her love-filled spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brisk soggy splashes&lt;br /&gt;Touch lips with satisfaction,&lt;br /&gt;Amid us is love,&lt;br /&gt;An aroma of sheer love &lt;br /&gt;Brings forth frosty emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stairway to bliss&lt;br /&gt;Unwraps to witness our fervor,&lt;br /&gt;A luring flame pours &lt;br /&gt;Sweet hues of sheer elegance&lt;br /&gt;And pure serene desires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our walk on love soothes&lt;br /&gt;Yet stings solitude of yore.&lt;br /&gt;Time yields elation, &lt;br /&gt;Brings lustful deep loyalty &lt;br /&gt;And softly heals the past sores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flawless Timing: &lt;br /&gt;Her succulent lips touch mine,&lt;br /&gt;With eyes closed we kiss&lt;br /&gt;It feels like never before;&lt;br /&gt;Body and mind meets splendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her warmth reveals that&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is just a feeling, &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in life the&lt;br /&gt;Moonshine reveals our child,&lt;br /&gt;With hands open we embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst touching beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Love and immortality;&lt;br /&gt;The things that we feared&lt;br /&gt;Are realized through our seeds.&lt;br /&gt;At last we are now complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet silent breeze&lt;br /&gt;Gracefully harmonizes our passion.&lt;br /&gt;We gaze at the stars&lt;br /&gt;And fall deep in love once more,&lt;br /&gt;So bare, so pure we are one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With beautiful lullabies &lt;br /&gt;She sleeps and vows to wake up,&lt;br /&gt;Her auburn eyes close&lt;br /&gt;Like a butterfly’s wings.&lt;br /&gt;Her whispering snarls I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we fly&lt;br /&gt;And sing like songbirds,&lt;br /&gt;In sunshine we are&lt;br /&gt;In love now more than ever,&lt;br /&gt;Surely this must be a fantasy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Joyful tears fall&lt;br /&gt;With a force of affection,&lt;br /&gt;She makes me cry too…&lt;br /&gt;My tears dry on her soft skin&lt;br /&gt;And for this I love her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A queen of beauty&lt;br /&gt;She is, my heart beats for her,&lt;br /&gt;She sparkles like stars,&lt;br /&gt;Oh she redefines beauty&lt;br /&gt;Like proven philosophies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deep morning sleep&lt;br /&gt;Of inclusive completion&lt;br /&gt;Brings causes to live&lt;br /&gt;Gives life a much stronger taste&lt;br /&gt;Than one without devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me, still she cries, &lt;br /&gt;I cry, together we cry&lt;br /&gt;Beneath our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Like children seeking mother.&lt;br /&gt;The night is long but pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tongue trail of thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;Eats time till infinity,&lt;br /&gt;Our love so warm&lt;br /&gt;I must kiss her yet again&lt;br /&gt;Before she lies down to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaked in emotions,&lt;br /&gt;Our high passion breathes love&lt;br /&gt;And yearns for a kiss&lt;br /&gt;To come tame my tender lips.&lt;br /&gt;Will she ever come to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her gentle cloud soon&lt;br /&gt;Drown me in life’s essence, &lt;br /&gt;I cling to her heart &lt;br /&gt;Like a child born to mother.&lt;br /&gt;I delve her rinse heart with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet passion scent&lt;br /&gt;Steals the day’s whiff away,&lt;br /&gt;Sun touches skin &lt;br /&gt;Her lips so bare seduce me&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we touch pure love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lustful thoughts I sought&lt;br /&gt;Thrill me like a voodoo charm&lt;br /&gt;Ready to ignite &lt;br /&gt;Its wrath in me all at once.&lt;br /&gt;At last we breathe, now we live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun brings its joy,&lt;br /&gt;Before dawn I will kiss her&lt;br /&gt;And together we&lt;br /&gt;Shall live to love forever,&lt;br /&gt;Each day will be a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dry briny lips meet&lt;br /&gt;Unsullied splendor of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;A feel of life’s touch&lt;br /&gt;Confirms that this must be true&lt;br /&gt;And we must not let go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flaming emotions&lt;br /&gt;Pierce hearts with lavish love fumes,&lt;br /&gt;Washed with mortal bliss&lt;br /&gt;A love bite seats on her heart&lt;br /&gt;And plays a seductive tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste of her soul&lt;br /&gt;Brings an endless fulfillment&lt;br /&gt;As she calms me down,&lt;br /&gt;An ocean of sentiments&lt;br /&gt;Strokes with a ceaseless ardor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;Captivate without any warning.&lt;br /&gt;Like fire it was&lt;br /&gt;Beyond electrifying.&lt;br /&gt;I drown in love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kiss so soft&lt;br /&gt;That it melts me completely,&lt;br /&gt;My soul it touches&lt;br /&gt;With myriads of pleasures. &lt;br /&gt;At last love lures me to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deep pillow talk &lt;br /&gt;Transforms into ecstasy,&lt;br /&gt;We kiss yet again &lt;br /&gt;And feel our luring glee &lt;br /&gt;Of everlasting emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissing beneath lilies &lt;br /&gt;Of our deep devotion,&lt;br /&gt;Love strikes with silence, &lt;br /&gt;Through the sweet truth of union&lt;br /&gt;We tap life’s lone essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the sun slumbers&lt;br /&gt;We sleep and eat passion food,&lt;br /&gt;Gracefully we chant &lt;br /&gt;The intimate rhymes we make&lt;br /&gt;While we doze off like newly-borns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sleek touch of lips&lt;br /&gt;Exalts thou sensual lust&lt;br /&gt;And resurrects fine lost remnants. &lt;br /&gt;Me for her and her for me,&lt;br /&gt;I wish she dreams only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Blesses us with tenderness,&lt;br /&gt;It cleanses us in its warmth.&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling morning dew decoys&lt;br /&gt;Us to kiss for forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As rose petals fall,&lt;br /&gt;Sugary lavish fragrance engrosses&lt;br /&gt;To perfect daytime,&lt;br /&gt;Splendor it reveals…&lt;br /&gt;Like a daydream it is chaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A zephyr blows us&lt;br /&gt;Gently to a calm love shore.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sea aroma &lt;br /&gt;Engulfs our hearts with its beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Again we are left Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her salty ripe lips&lt;br /&gt;Get closer and I tremble&lt;br /&gt;With high desires to touch &lt;br /&gt;Our endless lust to love&lt;br /&gt;Like in the trance of my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful brims:&lt;br /&gt;I cannot resist to savor,&lt;br /&gt;They are addictive.&lt;br /&gt;Our emotions so deep&lt;br /&gt;Jingle like swinging church bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid this madness&lt;br /&gt;We kiss this divine kindness &lt;br /&gt;That our hearts hold.&lt;br /&gt;The aroma of her skin&lt;br /&gt;Groans for a sodden last kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With eyes drenched in tears&lt;br /&gt;Love approaches with a kiss. &lt;br /&gt;A candle lite night&lt;br /&gt;Steadily stirs the shyness &lt;br /&gt;We cling to in the daytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our spirits rise&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we explore love&lt;br /&gt;And thaw in passion,&lt;br /&gt;Life so sweet we must not miss&lt;br /&gt;To kiss again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blue lightning strikes&lt;br /&gt;Once, twice and forever more, &lt;br /&gt;It seals us with love.&lt;br /&gt;Her soft touch heals me again,&lt;br /&gt;She is my only night wish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the trees&lt;br /&gt;Tell a tale of our love,&lt;br /&gt;We douse in beauty. &lt;br /&gt;Azure butterflies fly low&lt;br /&gt;And sit on emerald leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Succulent lips&lt;br /&gt;Seduce me yet again,&lt;br /&gt;Hues of our love&lt;br /&gt;Flush the night with warmth&lt;br /&gt;And brings a charming morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ceaseless fine kiss&lt;br /&gt;Softens our tears of love.&lt;br /&gt;It’s pure intensions&lt;br /&gt;Liquefies us into bliss&lt;br /&gt;Beneath it all, we breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time moves so slowly&lt;br /&gt;As we kiss on the terrain&lt;br /&gt;Of our dwelling.&lt;br /&gt;Euphoric with spruce vibes &lt;br /&gt;Our hearts sink deep in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet nighttime perfume &lt;br /&gt;Soothes with its ensnaring tang.&lt;br /&gt;Our emotions &lt;br /&gt;Speak the silence of hearts &lt;br /&gt;Like wind it lives quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiles like the moon&lt;br /&gt;As passion’s crest fill us &lt;br /&gt;With the joy of day.&lt;br /&gt;We wonder under this sleep&lt;br /&gt;How we became this one soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close encounter&lt;br /&gt;Arouses our shaky lips.&lt;br /&gt;Words we cannot speak&lt;br /&gt;Are turned into emotions&lt;br /&gt;Now we wolf woolly feelings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet honey drips down &lt;br /&gt;And meet our lusty tongues,&lt;br /&gt;It reveals heaven. &lt;br /&gt;Falling like rain on dry earth&lt;br /&gt;We plunge down the love’s lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandeur is now felt&lt;br /&gt;Like sun on skin it warms us,&lt;br /&gt;Long kisses enchant&lt;br /&gt;Like bees sucking sweet nectar,&lt;br /&gt;I lose me and so does she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like flying we are&lt;br /&gt;Fearless of our union.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry kisses&lt;br /&gt;Are all that we desire,&lt;br /&gt;In the nighttime we shall kiss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6976996340191959897?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6976996340191959897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/kissing-butterflies-50-verse-tanka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6976996340191959897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6976996340191959897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/kissing-butterflies-50-verse-tanka.html' title='Kissing Butterflies (50 Verse Tanka)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw95vYYbkaI/AAAAAAAAACY/OMIhw9enZpw/s72-c/kb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-9106058436089673691</id><published>2009-10-08T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:58:44.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-GnODt96I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0DIrkxek158/s1600/ka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-GnODt96I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0DIrkxek158/s200/ka.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408689685841967010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimson splashes reign,&lt;br /&gt;She never had a chance &lt;br /&gt;To embrace mercy,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight darkness will take her&lt;br /&gt;Down to the valley of her fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her plea echoes in vain&lt;br /&gt;Her plain veil steals her&lt;br /&gt;Away in pain again,&lt;br /&gt;A look to the sinister sky offers&lt;br /&gt;More affliction…&lt;br /&gt;Her ruptured heart doesn’t&lt;br /&gt;Beat like it did…&lt;br /&gt;The unfeeling life finds a way to&lt;br /&gt;Kill her once more, &lt;br /&gt;He revives her sore’s dark wrap&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes can’t see the pain,&lt;br /&gt;A love of make believe he gives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty is tainted but not lost&lt;br /&gt;Like a leaf lost in the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;She cries and bleeds but realizes &lt;br /&gt;That beauty can’t be hurt,&lt;br /&gt;In the night she sleeps not&lt;br /&gt;She contemplates ending it all&lt;br /&gt;Torn between his lies she loses&lt;br /&gt;Grace and falls asleep behind his spector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes hurting... &lt;br /&gt;She doesn't know that her beauty cannot&lt;br /&gt;Be blemished by a human hand.&lt;br /&gt;In vain she weeps and soaks her eyes&lt;br /&gt;In the blood of her lover's hand.&lt;br /&gt;A soul touched by love yearns for&lt;br /&gt;Death to wake her up when this life is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-9106058436089673691?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/9106058436089673691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/killing-angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/9106058436089673691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/9106058436089673691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/10/killing-angels.html' title='Killing Angels'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-GnODt96I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0DIrkxek158/s72-c/ka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-704731543632870695</id><published>2009-09-26T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:54:15.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All In A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-FmWM5gsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TkT_eNoLdrg/s1600/aiad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-FmWM5gsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TkT_eNoLdrg/s200/aiad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408688571336458946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one day you can lose your way&lt;br /&gt;And everything will never be the same again,&lt;br /&gt;In a day you can live beneath life and touch pain,&lt;br /&gt;You can lose your face by living to please others all&lt;br /&gt;In a day, &lt;br /&gt;In one day you can write your future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day you can find love &lt;br /&gt;Yes you can find a reason to be alive,&lt;br /&gt;You can be born again and taste air&lt;br /&gt;For the first time today,&lt;br /&gt;A life lost a century ago can be gained all &lt;br /&gt;In one day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day you can kiss your foes with love&lt;br /&gt;By forgiving their wrong deeds…For you will&lt;br /&gt;Chase the spite from your heart &lt;br /&gt;And give birth to pure love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day you can live forever;&lt;br /&gt;You can fall in love and live a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;All in a day.&lt;br /&gt;In one day you can find your soulmate&lt;br /&gt;And smile like the moon, &lt;br /&gt;Together you can Fall asleep &lt;br /&gt;And rest your new love beneath the stars.&lt;br /&gt;Yes in one day you can touch love that’ll&lt;br /&gt;Never leave nor forsake you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one day you can smile at a stranger&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow he’ll do as wise when&lt;br /&gt;You’ve embraced your sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;In a day the people you take for advantage&lt;br /&gt; Can die and you will live to regret not having&lt;br /&gt;Loved them.&lt;br /&gt;Today you can learn life’s lessons the hard way&lt;br /&gt;And your life can change for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day you can reach the sky &lt;br /&gt;And seek no other beauty,&lt;br /&gt;In a moment you can fly and kiss &lt;br /&gt;The moon you always dreamt of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a day you can contemplate suicide &lt;br /&gt;And wonder how you go there…You can&lt;br /&gt;Resurrect the sores of your heart and never &lt;br /&gt;Love again if you desire.&lt;br /&gt;In a minute you can regret not having smiled&lt;br /&gt;While your love lasted; You can lose your will&lt;br /&gt;To be all in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one day you can find the cure&lt;br /&gt;To your cancer and laugh at the days you&lt;br /&gt;Spent thinking about dying, &lt;br /&gt;Yes you can find truth in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new day spells a fresh start in life&lt;br /&gt;To undo the evil you’ve caused.&lt;br /&gt;Each day is a chance to make a truce   &lt;br /&gt;With the spirits, &lt;br /&gt;A chance to admit wrong and perhaps &lt;br /&gt;To be forgiven by the ones you hurt dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile as you wake up&lt;br /&gt;And as you sleep,&lt;br /&gt;In your dreams smile at the &lt;br /&gt;Demons that are chasing you&lt;br /&gt;And they’ll let up the fray for &lt;br /&gt;Your soul…&lt;br /&gt;In a day you can live like you&lt;br /&gt;Dream for you are a free spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-704731543632870695?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/704731543632870695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-in-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/704731543632870695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/704731543632870695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-in-day.html' title='All In A Day'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-FmWM5gsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TkT_eNoLdrg/s72-c/aiad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-1660687677466247548</id><published>2009-09-26T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:43:03.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Undefined ™</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-fIEhh6DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xcFm4AccwLc/s1600/bu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-fIEhh6DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xcFm4AccwLc/s200/bu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408716638497400882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fell asleep beneath the yellow daisies &lt;br /&gt;Rays of sun kissed us with its warmth, &lt;br /&gt;We kissed and fell in love again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue butterflies fly low as they watch us, &lt;br /&gt;Delightful fragrance streams a luring passion scent, &lt;br /&gt;In our forty winks we touched love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The touch of her soft skin, &lt;br /&gt;The thoughts of her mind of splendor, &lt;br /&gt;All resonate pleasures of our lust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soothing wind chills our tepid bodies, &lt;br /&gt;Beneath the flowers we became alive, &lt;br /&gt;We kissed on the ocean’s flow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gaze at the golden African sunset glints adornment, &lt;br /&gt;Her scarlet lips are flavored with strawberries &lt;br /&gt;Her hair flow like the Victoria Falls, &lt;br /&gt;Her soul echoes in my heart…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1660687677466247548?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1660687677466247548/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-fIEhh6DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xcFm4AccwLc/s72-c/bu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-4966230980080256646</id><published>2009-09-26T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:55:46.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sashay Swiftly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-hjC2fZLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6t-JLUcQq5M/s1600/ss.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 82px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-hjC2fZLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6t-JLUcQq5M/s200/ss.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408719300928169138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the shores of wrong and right&lt;br /&gt;She glides to bring me mirth,&lt;br /&gt;Amid her madness she smiles&lt;br /&gt;And kisses me with her spackle of light...&lt;br /&gt;She is my passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her luscious scent I breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Like a wave she sways my ghoul.&lt;br /&gt;To embrace her soul is to live like king.&lt;br /&gt;Solemnly a wrath sees her to her sleep as&lt;br /&gt;Tears eternally smear onyx oaks&lt;br /&gt;Of untold pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her warm clouds cover me&lt;br /&gt;Every day she lives in me,&lt;br /&gt;Glowing in the dark a&lt;br /&gt;Fortress of bliss she brings.&lt;br /&gt;A sparkle of hope reigns and gives&lt;br /&gt;Birth to our passion,&lt;br /&gt;Blame me not for&lt;br /&gt;Her broken wings guide me home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-4966230980080256646?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-hjC2fZLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6t-JLUcQq5M/s72-c/ss.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8488571852859479800</id><published>2009-09-26T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:12:47.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devour My Flesh O' Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-mFM_-XyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/m3QHZcmoJp0/s1600/vampire_bite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-mFM_-XyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/m3QHZcmoJp0/s400/vampire_bite.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408724285814365986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devour my flesh and feast upon its clout, &lt;br /&gt;Slit my soul and warm my tears of sheer sleet. &lt;br /&gt;Have the fine cadaver I leave… &lt;br /&gt;My blood, my spirit you can have it. &lt;br /&gt;Cry not for me &lt;br /&gt;Never shade cherry tears for what you've done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise to keep my soul safe &lt;br /&gt;Inside yourself when you partake of me, &lt;br /&gt;Drink well the rinse runny that pours &lt;br /&gt;From my veins of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8488571852859479800?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8488571852859479800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/devour-my-flesh-o-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5965297810328146244</id><published>2009-09-26T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:48:43.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ingress To Death Lurks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-gbltt4AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vmEupJGSdEc/s1600/lb.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 85px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-gbltt4AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vmEupJGSdEc/s200/lb.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408718073336029186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinkling eyes of a lost boy &lt;br /&gt;Stare fiercely in the dark, &lt;br /&gt;Like a shadow of the night &lt;br /&gt;He silently craws &lt;br /&gt;To the depth of fear, the only mother &lt;br /&gt;He has ever known. &lt;br /&gt;The tears in his eyes are the consequence &lt;br /&gt;Of his ghastly fate… &lt;br /&gt;Each day his virtuousness is slain before &lt;br /&gt;The ogling souls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a trapped soul he remains tormented &lt;br /&gt;By the thoughts of the sun he never saw, &lt;br /&gt;His sorrow takes a human voice &lt;br /&gt;His soul wastes away as&lt;br /&gt;They watch his void grow. &lt;br /&gt;Sun dries his tears as he looks to&lt;br /&gt;The same sky we all lay under, &lt;br /&gt;The lantern lite streets &lt;br /&gt;He calls home bare a cheerless &lt;br /&gt;Fate that sees him day by day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arising from his sinister destiny &lt;br /&gt;A rose he holds cuts his skin, &lt;br /&gt;The truth cleaves to burn his face again, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cry no more my child, &lt;br /&gt;Bleed not in vain.” &lt;br /&gt;His slit wrists lead him &lt;br /&gt;To a domicile where &lt;br /&gt;He hurts no more.&lt;div 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Lurks'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-gbltt4AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vmEupJGSdEc/s72-c/lb.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5323134233329154785</id><published>2009-09-24T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:55:28.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin Love (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-F5QRi5zI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qvrFAttAIEA/s1600/vl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 67px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-F5QRi5zI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qvrFAttAIEA/s200/vl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408688896162850610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we lay,&lt;br /&gt;Earth so warm her love so deep,&lt;br /&gt;Lusty whispers reign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hushed reality&lt;br /&gt;Swings from dusk till dawn falls,&lt;br /&gt;A warm grace she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Succulent odor, &lt;br /&gt;Kisses with glory I shiver&lt;br /&gt;And tremble in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utter glee she brings,&lt;br /&gt;I snuffle like rain on soil.&lt;br /&gt;My big heart she keeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes as dark as coal &lt;br /&gt;Cleanse our souls with olive oil,&lt;br /&gt;At last we make love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5323134233329154785?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-F5QRi5zI/AAAAAAAAAEI/qvrFAttAIEA/s72-c/vl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-906575699277710250</id><published>2009-09-23T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:19:52.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O’ Love Darn My Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-nwlt1AAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TEDK-h40DZg/s1600/gothic+tears.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-nwlt1AAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TEDK-h40DZg/s320/gothic+tears.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408726130695143426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night I breathe yet die once again, &lt;br /&gt;By dawn I subsist in vain to see the golden sunlight depart, &lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday and the day before my passion is lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witness my specter die before your eyes… &lt;br /&gt;Like a flameless torch I now rest, &lt;br /&gt;In the dunes of fear I play like a little child &lt;br /&gt;Lost to mother I cry for her embrace as night &lt;br /&gt;kisses me with its unsullied and embroiled obscurity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O’ love darn my soul, &lt;br /&gt;Salt me away from the affliction of my ghoul, &lt;br /&gt;Slither your heart in mine &lt;br /&gt;Bring me mirth I beg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sail away the sting from this ailing heart, &lt;br /&gt;Smudged by my futile desires my empathy melts away, &lt;br /&gt;Like a hue in air I vanish in shadows of radiance. &lt;br /&gt;Away I go with a silhouette of my clairvoyant soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clasp me swiftly O’ love, &lt;br /&gt;Let our ingress of hope cleanse my errant fortitude. &lt;br /&gt;Breathe you life in me again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I will feel pain no more, &lt;br /&gt;No more infamy &lt;br /&gt;No more woes that break me to ashes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O’ love darn my soul, &lt;br /&gt;Wash me in the lake of wonders &lt;br /&gt;Steal my sore spirit, &lt;br /&gt;Cure my lifeless dream to be real again, &lt;br /&gt;Bring to me love I beseech. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone I walk In this smoke &lt;br /&gt;Chocked by its lethal intentions, &lt;br /&gt;I hold you close yet we drift apart. &lt;br /&gt;Like a feather you fly, like the wind you left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling beneath illusions of the truth, &lt;br /&gt;Hold me close; embrace my will for us to be. &lt;br /&gt;Be one in a bond of elusive truth. &lt;br /&gt;Sink in me I sought your subsisting heart, &lt;br /&gt;Sing to me a silent funeral song… &lt;br /&gt;And kiss the tears from my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O’ love darn my soul, &lt;br /&gt;Till you do my affinity for your touch &lt;br /&gt;Will forever be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-906575699277710250?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/906575699277710250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-love-darn-my-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/906575699277710250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/906575699277710250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/o-love-darn-my-soul.html' title='O’ Love Darn My Soul'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-nwlt1AAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/TEDK-h40DZg/s72-c/gothic+tears.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8409576625595383755</id><published>2009-09-16T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:06:18.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-IVpS5t1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/wnPb_IGRg6Y/s1600/wil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 41px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-IVpS5t1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/wnPb_IGRg6Y/s200/wil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408691582939019090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is to be alive to simply breathe?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it beyond that?&lt;br /&gt;Can  man live without love?&lt;br /&gt;Surely to live and not to love is to not live at all&lt;br /&gt;But to die alive like the whirling parched wind &lt;br /&gt;In a thick alpine forest .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we start living when we are born or does it all&lt;br /&gt;Happen when we realize love?&lt;br /&gt;I walk among them but I am I part of their colony?&lt;br /&gt;Like a beauty without a symphony I am…&lt;br /&gt;I ask yet again, is life simply about breathing &lt;br /&gt;And living for the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the moon smiles each night the blinking&lt;br /&gt;Stars stare at us with delightful intentions.&lt;br /&gt;A steep river flow exemplifies the depth of&lt;br /&gt;Life’s struggles.&lt;br /&gt;Still waters where fish reside depicts &lt;br /&gt;An ecstasy side of life.&lt;br /&gt;The blinding sun&lt;br /&gt;The twinkling stars&lt;br /&gt;Spice life with spectacular illuminations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days of tears,&lt;br /&gt;Days of love,&lt;br /&gt;Days of affliction,&lt;br /&gt;And days of births and deaths,&lt;br /&gt;All define life as a balanced entity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is human affection when one is dead?&lt;br /&gt;What is life when one can’t breathe?&lt;br /&gt;What is love when one can’t feel it?&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to understand life but also effortless&lt;br /&gt;Not to.&lt;br /&gt;To know the elements of  life one must live&lt;br /&gt;Like us…but who are we? &lt;br /&gt;Are we the waiting lost and found? &lt;br /&gt;These questions are meant&lt;br /&gt;To be answered by life.&lt;br /&gt;So what is life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8409576625595383755?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8409576625595383755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8409576625595383755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8409576625595383755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-life.html' title='What Is Life?'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-IVpS5t1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/wnPb_IGRg6Y/s72-c/wil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3434876844057813197</id><published>2009-09-16T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:29:19.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Eternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-p8kpnlmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/DEXq2Fp7QBY/s1600/se.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-p8kpnlmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/DEXq2Fp7QBY/s200/se.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408728535590737506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-Aug 12:46 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind whispers her name &lt;br /&gt;And the blaze shames her, &lt;br /&gt;Falling ginger hair resonate &lt;br /&gt;A fate of untold misfortunes. &lt;br /&gt;Floating leaves sink emotions. &lt;br /&gt;Still I live Unmoved by the world &lt;br /&gt;And its unvoiced chaos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chants of the dead break mortal silence, &lt;br /&gt;Howling for a face she dies a thousand times, &lt;br /&gt;Hues of misery mosaic her with a taint of wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3434876844057813197?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3434876844057813197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/silent-eternal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3434876844057813197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3434876844057813197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/silent-eternal.html' title='Silent Eternal'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-p8kpnlmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/DEXq2Fp7QBY/s72-c/se.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5237826192785227624</id><published>2009-09-16T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:25:20.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Marry You? (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-o_5GoI3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/m3emF68jV34/s1600/cimu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 62px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-o_5GoI3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/m3emF68jV34/s200/cimu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408727493109097330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun kisses her skin-- &lt;br /&gt;Her succulent lips I kiss &lt;br /&gt;She gives life meaning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5237826192785227624?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5237826192785227624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-i-marry-you-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5237826192785227624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5237826192785227624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-i-marry-you-haiku.html' title='Can I Marry You? (Haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-o_5GoI3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/m3emF68jV34/s72-c/cimu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6339960391948660984</id><published>2009-08-26T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:08:18.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Savior Of My Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-I3yqWUXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8MEzCBI5N20/s1600/soms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-I3yqWUXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8MEzCBI5N20/s200/soms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408692169568833906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need you, I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;The feel of your warm embrace,&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your soft kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Gives me the impetus to breathe yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your luscious smile sparkles blissful&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts in my once lone mind...&lt;br /&gt;I give myself to you.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you, I feel like I can fly&lt;br /&gt;For you are my wings.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To embrace the beautiful soul&lt;br /&gt;You hold is to live in sheer bliss,&lt;br /&gt;To know you is a blessing,&lt;br /&gt;To not love you is to die in tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;What you have given me can't be&lt;br /&gt;Measured by any human means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6339960391948660984?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6339960391948660984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/08/savior-of-my-solitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6339960391948660984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6339960391948660984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/08/savior-of-my-solitude.html' title='Savior Of My Solitude'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-I3yqWUXI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8MEzCBI5N20/s72-c/soms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5393917285915185502</id><published>2009-08-09T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T02:54:05.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayed Betroth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-vr_-2eyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RzIUASG0O-w/s1600/dvc.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 83px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-vr_-2eyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RzIUASG0O-w/s200/dvc.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408734847939541794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flame in her heart &lt;br /&gt;Ignites a spite to reach in, &lt;br /&gt;In her he seeks not her soul &lt;br /&gt;To kiss…like a scarlet rose her &lt;br /&gt;Luscious lips are he doesn't see. &lt;br /&gt;At night she cries for his eternal embrace, &lt;br /&gt;In the night she dies, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dreams she died because her &lt;br /&gt;Heart stopped beating… &lt;br /&gt;Her cold soul drowns in the agony &lt;br /&gt;Of what is left of her. &lt;br /&gt;She falls as misery gnaws her soul's &lt;br /&gt;Mortal feel of a deep silent devotion, &lt;br /&gt;He shows remorse as he jeers at her &lt;br /&gt;Broken figurine as she wanders seeking &lt;br /&gt;For an epica to her nightmare, &lt;br /&gt;In the dark she kisses the sores of her &lt;br /&gt;Soul and bites off the cancer of her heart, &lt;br /&gt;Slowly she heals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mind bares the empty streets she walks, &lt;br /&gt;Like a hawk she flies away to kiss the wreath &lt;br /&gt;That garnish the grave she now calls home. &lt;br /&gt;In her lies a spell to sway the ghost of fury &lt;br /&gt;That disturbs her night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5393917285915185502?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5393917285915185502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/08/betrayed-betroth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5393917285915185502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5393917285915185502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/08/betrayed-betroth.html' title='Betrayed Betroth'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-vr_-2eyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/RzIUASG0O-w/s72-c/dvc.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-1817169368667982281</id><published>2009-08-09T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:19:02.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gorgeous Life (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-LSZ1F6GI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L2Xfto-5Huk/s1600/gl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 75px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-LSZ1F6GI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L2Xfto-5Huk/s200/gl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408694825782732898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden rays of sun--&lt;br /&gt;A silhouette it reveals&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is now seen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1817169368667982281?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1817169368667982281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/08/gorgeous-life-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1817169368667982281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1817169368667982281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/08/gorgeous-life-haiku.html' title='Gorgeous Life (Haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-LSZ1F6GI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L2Xfto-5Huk/s72-c/gl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5656461331062817142</id><published>2009-07-28T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T03:00:17.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-xNXtd10I/AAAAAAAAAIA/kfbKVb54Yjk/s1600/mw.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-xNXtd10I/AAAAAAAAAIA/kfbKVb54Yjk/s320/mw.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408736520756385602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take thy heart and&lt;br /&gt;Heal thy pain,&lt;br /&gt;Drench my agony with&lt;br /&gt;Your touch of forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;Mend thy mind and bring&lt;br /&gt;Thee grace and eternal bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kill thy pain &lt;br /&gt;Wipe my tears&lt;br /&gt;With your chaste love,&lt;br /&gt;Make thy real&lt;br /&gt;Soothe thy unwanted&lt;br /&gt;Feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Flee yee into me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5656461331062817142?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5656461331062817142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5656461331062817142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5656461331062817142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-wish.html' title='My Wish'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-xNXtd10I/AAAAAAAAAIA/kfbKVb54Yjk/s72-c/mw.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7754200076826298906</id><published>2009-07-26T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T05:09:20.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close To The Edge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw_PWEav98I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vPQ150cEaNE/s1600/suicide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw_PWEav98I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vPQ150cEaNE/s320/suicide.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408769655545264066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling tears too heavy to wipe&lt;br /&gt;Flow to freeze the moment...&lt;br /&gt;A memory  to forget &lt;br /&gt;A life to celebrate,&lt;br /&gt;Silent quivers&lt;br /&gt;Loud mourns&lt;br /&gt;Encroach the blissful tears &lt;br /&gt;I once shade. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bitter winter reimburse misery&lt;br /&gt;With agony, &lt;br /&gt;Silently she plays a deadly&lt;br /&gt;Concerto  to slay life away,&lt;br /&gt;The colorful facade of a deathmask &lt;br /&gt;Shades scarlet runny as the night&lt;br /&gt;Makes love to a tuneless melody.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As the rains falls light dies with&lt;br /&gt;Every plummet,   &lt;br /&gt;The shadow in the dark crave&lt;br /&gt;To kill that which hides from its woe,&lt;br /&gt;A falling star garnish blushes in the air&lt;br /&gt;And the sun gives birth to a new day to&lt;br /&gt;Forget  the end of yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7754200076826298906?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/7754200076826298906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/close-to-edge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7754200076826298906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7754200076826298906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/close-to-edge.html' title='Close To The Edge'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw_PWEav98I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vPQ150cEaNE/s72-c/suicide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-4588611956903826988</id><published>2009-07-26T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T05:16:19.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crimson Zambian Tree (Haiku)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw_RC01aKQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/o4VkKX8EKgM/s1600/flamboyant-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw_RC01aKQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/o4VkKX8EKgM/s400/flamboyant-tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408771523967854850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry blushes fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover road with its petals--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ganduer glaze spot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-4588611956903826988?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/4588611956903826988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/crimson-zambian-tree-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4588611956903826988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4588611956903826988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/crimson-zambian-tree-haiku.html' title='Crimson Zambian Tree (Haiku)'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw_RC01aKQI/AAAAAAAAAIw/o4VkKX8EKgM/s72-c/flamboyant-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-2379508670192325554</id><published>2009-07-26T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:39:36.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go And Be Merry Thembi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOEqmiDgWI/AAAAAAAAALg/j_T5fGJ9bFY/s1600/ThembiOutside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOEqmiDgWI/AAAAAAAAALg/j_T5fGJ9bFY/s400/ThembiOutside.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409813444834853218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words spoken too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life taken too young, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A film of fog  covered your face yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smiled like you knew you should,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hard life you lived,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful life you left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-2379508670192325554?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/2379508670192325554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-and-be-merry-thembi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2379508670192325554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2379508670192325554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-and-be-merry-thembi.html' title='Go And Be Merry Thembi'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOEqmiDgWI/AAAAAAAAALg/j_T5fGJ9bFY/s72-c/ThembiOutside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-1462531084543671295</id><published>2009-07-26T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:59:42.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unvoiced Slayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOsHOlQutI/AAAAAAAAANw/xj_UEu8wKvs/s1600/sss.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOsHOlQutI/AAAAAAAAANw/xj_UEu8wKvs/s320/sss.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409856817575541458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silently she comes &lt;br /&gt;To take life away,&lt;br /&gt;In the night she kills&lt;br /&gt;But hides from the sun,&lt;br /&gt;Her mystic tragedies leaves&lt;br /&gt;Mothers in deep &lt;br /&gt;Silent tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sullenly she freezes&lt;br /&gt;Minds and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;As her hand of havoc&lt;br /&gt;Reaps hearts to bits,&lt;br /&gt;Beneath it all she&lt;br /&gt;Rises to take another life,&lt;br /&gt;They lose conscienciousness in&lt;br /&gt;Her dreaded presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wreath of misery&lt;br /&gt;Clots hearts to&lt;br /&gt;Stone as they kiss life away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark their&lt;br /&gt;Agony holds a human&lt;br /&gt;Voice and casts&lt;br /&gt;Spells of death to&lt;br /&gt;They that remain&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in her&lt;br /&gt;Sullen heart's whispers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The symphony of the&lt;br /&gt;Forlorn plays as&lt;br /&gt;She comes for a&lt;br /&gt;Final kill,&lt;br /&gt;Fear and sheer&lt;br /&gt;Agony reigns in&lt;br /&gt;Their dead minds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1462531084543671295?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1462531084543671295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/unvoiced-slayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1462531084543671295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1462531084543671295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/unvoiced-slayer.html' title='Unvoiced Slayer'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOsHOlQutI/AAAAAAAAANw/xj_UEu8wKvs/s72-c/sss.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7039174928766660077</id><published>2009-07-26T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T04:46:10.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sting of Eternal Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO-gEKvF7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/gqUApVqWb-4/s1600/bleed.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO-gEKvF7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/gqUApVqWb-4/s320/bleed.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409877035485960114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark chandelier that has wrapped &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their souls  with the ceaseless wrath of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That which they all fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes bleed as the eventually &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace the soreness of shame and cruelty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7039174928766660077?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/7039174928766660077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/sting-of-eternal-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7039174928766660077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7039174928766660077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/sting-of-eternal-pain.html' title='The Sting of Eternal Pain'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO-gEKvF7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/gqUApVqWb-4/s72-c/bleed.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3285497663727498077</id><published>2009-07-26T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T04:37:02.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO8WMFt9iI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bJcLpmVWf_c/s1600/fall.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO8WMFt9iI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bJcLpmVWf_c/s320/fall.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409874666790450722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rising high she stands to see the white light&lt;br /&gt;Die in the absence of fear,&lt;br /&gt;A  shadow killed by the sun sings silently&lt;br /&gt;In the night as she sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone and petrified she rests in a dome &lt;br /&gt;Of dead dreamers,&lt;br /&gt;A fatal embrace acquits  her spirit&lt;br /&gt;With tears of defeat and everlasting wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the dead voices she sings the&lt;br /&gt;Viking’s symphony,&lt;br /&gt;A sight of sheer disbelief  reigns in her&lt;br /&gt;Murky mind of the endless labyrinth.&lt;br /&gt;The silent voices of the lone breathe fear&lt;br /&gt;And lifelessness to the  beings sacrificed &lt;br /&gt;In vain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3285497663727498077?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3285497663727498077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3285497663727498077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3285497663727498077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall.html' title='The Fall'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO8WMFt9iI/AAAAAAAAAOA/bJcLpmVWf_c/s72-c/fall.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6795201146137476735</id><published>2009-07-16T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T02:21:39.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOcn3D6WTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/S4_rORJEh8k/s1600/wu.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOcn3D6WTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/S4_rORJEh8k/s320/wu.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409839786011285810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up alone&lt;br /&gt;The cold ate every piece of me,&lt;br /&gt;Today I miss you more than yesterday, &lt;br /&gt;Why did you go?&lt;br /&gt;My clouded thoughts  blind me&lt;br /&gt;Is your absence my sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Now every day without you is a tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Like a  body without a  soul &lt;br /&gt;Or a  life without a passion,&lt;br /&gt;I long to ever-sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To live and not to love thee&lt;br /&gt;A quintessence  of life &lt;br /&gt;Is to die in tragedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6795201146137476735?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6795201146137476735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6795201146137476735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6795201146137476735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOcn3D6WTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/S4_rORJEh8k/s72-c/wu.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-2593056498727837120</id><published>2009-07-16T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T05:50:45.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Echoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPNhU5CIqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BSt5MRoqxP8/s1600/se.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPNhU5CIqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BSt5MRoqxP8/s320/se.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409893549829399202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night she dies,&lt;br /&gt;In her mind she dies,&lt;br /&gt;She watches the other&lt;br /&gt;Children play...Her only &lt;br /&gt;Game is the agony of being alone,&lt;br /&gt;Her only home is the pain that&lt;br /&gt;Mauls her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She begs to be loved but they all&lt;br /&gt;Walk away as heart bleeds from&lt;br /&gt;The solitude of their making,&lt;br /&gt;All She wanted was to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Like every other child she knows,&lt;br /&gt;In the rain she feels the pain&lt;br /&gt;Of the coldness and hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear befriends her as night falls,&lt;br /&gt;She sleeps alone where no one knows&lt;br /&gt;Her,She dies alive as she walks the &lt;br /&gt;Streets all by her lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-2593056498727837120?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/2593056498727837120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/silent-echoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2593056498727837120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2593056498727837120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/silent-echoes.html' title='Silent Echoes'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPNhU5CIqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BSt5MRoqxP8/s72-c/se.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3450268062167011052</id><published>2009-07-12T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:00:30.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Reminiscences</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-Jx36uC3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/FbJP7M0BbDA/s1600/sr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 74px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-Jx36uC3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/FbJP7M0BbDA/s200/sr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408693167412087666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;And the sun came out to watch?&lt;br /&gt;I knew I'd found immortal love then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember you watching me as I slept...&lt;br /&gt;I always slept after you as I watched you&lt;br /&gt;Fall asleep.But I always woke up with your &lt;br /&gt;Eyes in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I proposed to you?We both cried,&lt;br /&gt;Those tears lived in secrecy.Not a day died without &lt;br /&gt;A thought of thee, my sole reason for being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember  when I hurt you?You said you hated me...&lt;br /&gt;Your words killed a dark part of me and for this &lt;br /&gt;I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the nights you cried yourself to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;I cried with you in my heart.I don't blame you&lt;br /&gt;For not giving me immortality.You are a perfect &lt;br /&gt;Woman don't you dare think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how your smile lite up my world?&lt;br /&gt;Like the blue ocean your soul is.&lt;br /&gt;Green is the color of your soul, &lt;br /&gt;It has  life galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I said I loved you?That was the easiest&lt;br /&gt;Way of putting it, you were the blood in my veins,&lt;br /&gt;You took me over like rays of sun  defeating the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love always remember that you gave me&lt;br /&gt;A face whenever I didn't have any...I'm gone now but&lt;br /&gt;My love for you will never die, don't ever forget this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive embraced my ever-sleeping fate...&lt;br /&gt;I regret not the many&lt;br /&gt;Years  of bliss you gave thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should not mourn thee...a lover  of thy,&lt;br /&gt;Thee a queen to thy.&lt;br /&gt;If you hear thy voice,&lt;br /&gt;Please smile for thee?&lt;br /&gt;Grant thy wish for I will rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3450268062167011052?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3450268062167011052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-reminiscences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3450268062167011052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3450268062167011052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-reminiscences.html' title='Sweet Reminiscences'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-Jx36uC3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/FbJP7M0BbDA/s72-c/sr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-1093918927726777739</id><published>2009-07-09T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T04:50:00.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viking Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO_aR6_5DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zVwgYZ7pbfA/s1600/red.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 87px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO_aR6_5DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zVwgYZ7pbfA/s320/red.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409878035610461234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I  drink water from her hands&lt;br /&gt;She warms my soul  with her chaste&lt;br /&gt;Untainted core,&lt;br /&gt;Her tears heals my wounds...&lt;br /&gt;If I could I would wipe  the tear&lt;br /&gt;Off her blue eyes, &lt;br /&gt;Like an ocean they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her hair red like a burning  shrub ...&lt;br /&gt;Her skin white as salt gives life  a&lt;br /&gt;Gourmet taste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1093918927726777739?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1093918927726777739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/viking-queen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1093918927726777739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1093918927726777739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/07/viking-queen.html' title='Viking Queen'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO_aR6_5DI/AAAAAAAAAOY/zVwgYZ7pbfA/s72-c/red.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8044043988259012874</id><published>2009-06-27T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:25:30.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theft Of Yore:The Lynch Of Innocence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-MsiE2LVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HttYYGkyoMY/s1600/loi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 70px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-MsiE2LVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HttYYGkyoMY/s200/loi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408696374184521042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His bleeding soul brings mirth&lt;br /&gt;To the seer of his pain, &lt;br /&gt;The tear of skin &lt;br /&gt;His slient weep,&lt;br /&gt;A breathe ever so deep,&lt;br /&gt;A fall to the depth of one's soul&lt;br /&gt;For what he is he dies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8044043988259012874?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8044043988259012874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/06/theft-of-yorethe-lynch-of-innocence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8044043988259012874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8044043988259012874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/06/theft-of-yorethe-lynch-of-innocence.html' title='Theft Of Yore:The Lynch Of Innocence.'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-MsiE2LVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/HttYYGkyoMY/s72-c/loi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-4801316642431176692</id><published>2009-06-26T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:31:29.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theft of Yore: The Dark Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-OQ4zRlTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NOg-ScgT17g/s1600/tde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 71px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-OQ4zRlTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NOg-ScgT17g/s200/tde.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408698098271753522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futile feelings filled with empty faces&lt;br /&gt;Smudge minds with a fright of defeat,&lt;br /&gt;Pitch-darkness  soothes yet slays their&lt;br /&gt;Eyes with a pinch of silence.&lt;br /&gt;Above is an answer to their melancholy&lt;br /&gt;Above is a key to sway the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Constant gasps,&lt;br /&gt;Necks chained tight,&lt;br /&gt;Succinctly some lives end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defeated  hope reigns to rule&lt;br /&gt;Souls of lost wishes…&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of their queens and seeds&lt;br /&gt;And kingdoms clout to make them&lt;br /&gt;Kings dead to their people.&lt;br /&gt;Men sniveling &lt;br /&gt;Burning bodies&lt;br /&gt;Is the dearth of our gods the &lt;br /&gt;Cause of their onyx visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Drowning in emotions numbness&lt;br /&gt;Is not too far,&lt;br /&gt;Awakened by the spirits&lt;br /&gt;The sky blinds as the carnage of&lt;br /&gt;Their making incarcerates the soothsayer’s&lt;br /&gt;Trance to be a master of his own world. &lt;br /&gt;To live and beg for mercy &lt;br /&gt;Is to die without poise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-4801316642431176692?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/4801316642431176692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/06/theft-of-yore-dark-embrace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4801316642431176692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4801316642431176692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/06/theft-of-yore-dark-embrace.html' title='Theft of Yore: The Dark Embrace'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-OQ4zRlTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NOg-ScgT17g/s72-c/tde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6866068662532974665</id><published>2009-06-26T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:35:09.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theft Of Yore: Voyage Of Adieu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-PNsBwzsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/p-mKHVWFhMI/s1600/voa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-PNsBwzsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/p-mKHVWFhMI/s200/voa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408699142814879426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She weeps in vain&lt;br /&gt;As she sings out the venomous&lt;br /&gt;Affliction  in her veins, &lt;br /&gt;The crest of her cry,&lt;br /&gt;The death of her being&lt;br /&gt;Solemnly resonate the&lt;br /&gt;Fatality of her chaste soul,&lt;br /&gt;Her back stripped with&lt;br /&gt;Asphalt are remnant of the&lt;br /&gt;Whisks of yore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away she sails&lt;br /&gt;To the land unknown,&lt;br /&gt;Wretched with woe &lt;br /&gt;She wears the skin &lt;br /&gt;Of eternal  silence&lt;br /&gt;As the wind blows her away&lt;br /&gt;To the land of her death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mind of prongs,&lt;br /&gt;A heart of odium &lt;br /&gt;Lurks every night&lt;br /&gt;Her virgin soul is raped&lt;br /&gt;By soreness of creeping solitude,&lt;br /&gt;Closing eyes her she hides&lt;br /&gt;From that which she fears,&lt;br /&gt;In the thick air she sinks,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of unsullied breathes&lt;br /&gt;Of a home embezzled by the&lt;br /&gt;Dreaded voyage of adieu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Her womb grows a dark seed,&lt;br /&gt;Secretly she prays for death to&lt;br /&gt;Awake her when her life is over, &lt;br /&gt;Her brick runny spills to sluice the &lt;br /&gt;Sanctity of the gods she knows,&lt;br /&gt;With her eyes closed she dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softly never to breathe again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6866068662532974665?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6866068662532974665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/06/theft-of-yore-voyage-of-adieu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6866068662532974665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6866068662532974665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/06/theft-of-yore-voyage-of-adieu.html' title='Theft Of Yore: Voyage Of Adieu'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-PNsBwzsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/p-mKHVWFhMI/s72-c/voa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5278318110172804395</id><published>2009-06-26T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:36:54.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theft Of Yore™</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-PiwjWt_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/jZcKnQcWOAk/s1600/toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 84px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-PiwjWt_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/jZcKnQcWOAk/s200/toy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408699504806770674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her skin as dark as oil &lt;br /&gt;Crack like drying lava,&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes brown as earth &lt;br /&gt;She cries scarlet tears of the &lt;br /&gt;Agony of their dire ruse,&lt;br /&gt;Open like a wound she is &lt;br /&gt;Time can only expunge her times of yore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never to see mother nor the smell &lt;br /&gt;The scent of untainted space &lt;br /&gt;She kneels to he who wishes to &lt;br /&gt;Be called master and praised by her &lt;br /&gt;Dark worthless soul,&lt;br /&gt;Never to breathe the warmth of the &lt;br /&gt;African sun...she freezes from the pain&lt;br /&gt;Bestowed by he the evil soul thief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun shines not&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes see not&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of mankind,&lt;br /&gt;Engraved in her is a mist&lt;br /&gt;Of their dark intentions, &lt;br /&gt;Screeching brass shackles &lt;br /&gt;Bleeding necks, &lt;br /&gt;Sore feet, &lt;br /&gt;Lost tongues, &lt;br /&gt;Broken yore. &lt;br /&gt;Branded foreheads reveal &lt;br /&gt;A new name unknown by its &lt;br /&gt;Owner, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A street paved with bones &lt;br /&gt;Lite by the pain of skulls &lt;br /&gt;A river of our red crimson&lt;br /&gt;Takes us to our death as&lt;br /&gt;The masters jeer enjoying every&lt;br /&gt;Moment of the death of our cores.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breath to take&lt;br /&gt;A promise to make for &lt;br /&gt;This to never ever recur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5278318110172804395?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5278318110172804395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/06/theft-of-yore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5278318110172804395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5278318110172804395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/06/theft-of-yore.html' title='Theft Of Yore™'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-PiwjWt_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/jZcKnQcWOAk/s72-c/toy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-4384149310145954182</id><published>2009-05-26T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T04:41:45.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raze Of Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO9fTkZRJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mdMKN8xyBIA/s1600/rod.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 85px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO9fTkZRJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mdMKN8xyBIA/s320/rod.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409875922928616594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minds broken to bits&lt;br /&gt;Sing songs of the lost&lt;br /&gt;And seek lust in the&lt;br /&gt;Sovereignty of a living&lt;br /&gt;Woe,&lt;br /&gt;Broken glass,&lt;br /&gt;Blood-stained windows,&lt;br /&gt;Falling leaves&lt;br /&gt;Disgruntled thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Sweep through like&lt;br /&gt;A river's water on&lt;br /&gt;A steep mountain of lost&lt;br /&gt;Virtuals.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A gaze in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Reveals a swathe of reality,&lt;br /&gt;A renaissance dies&lt;br /&gt;Hope dies&lt;br /&gt;Dreams fly low,&lt;br /&gt;A cascade of tears&lt;br /&gt;Offers no salvation,&lt;br /&gt;Tears in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;A weep swept by light&lt;br /&gt;A face broken by fake hope&lt;br /&gt;She glides to heaven,&lt;br /&gt;She cries&lt;br /&gt;Inside she dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gory pool&lt;br /&gt;A swan of razed emotions,&lt;br /&gt;Shivers to the soothsayer,&lt;br /&gt;A fall from grace&lt;br /&gt;A loss of face,&lt;br /&gt;The death of he&lt;br /&gt;The king of day,&lt;br /&gt;The hushed thoughts of &lt;br /&gt;The silent pasts meander&lt;br /&gt;In the minds of the innocent dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-4384149310145954182?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/4384149310145954182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/05/raze-of-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4384149310145954182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4384149310145954182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/05/raze-of-days.html' title='Raze Of Days'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO9fTkZRJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mdMKN8xyBIA/s72-c/rod.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-6172645941157451634</id><published>2009-05-26T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T04:55:50.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Phantom Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPAxDLlIXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_CmmcskDTZw/s1600/wild.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPAxDLlIXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_CmmcskDTZw/s400/wild.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409879526302097778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her illusive nature leaves me no choice&lt;br /&gt;But to eternally love her, She walks in &lt;br /&gt;Air with a slight skit to&lt;br /&gt;Seduce he who stares…She is my sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She flirts with her emotions to defeat fear&lt;br /&gt;With every step she takes, Her beauty controls&lt;br /&gt;The core of me every time she massages my&lt;br /&gt;Soul with  the warmth of her heart’s desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her power over me grows with every breath she takes,&lt;br /&gt;Nightfall brings my night’s wish to walk on the moon&lt;br /&gt;As it glows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-6172645941157451634?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/6172645941157451634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-phantom-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6172645941157451634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/6172645941157451634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-phantom-love.html' title='My Phantom Love'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPAxDLlIXI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_CmmcskDTZw/s72-c/wild.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-1435625363843101912</id><published>2009-05-19T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T04:16:19.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO3hxgQDjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1mVxE2eI8Go/s1600/aung.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO3hxgQDjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1mVxE2eI8Go/s400/aung.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409869368254271026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A leaf dries,&lt;br /&gt;A life dies,&lt;br /&gt;Unseen light fades,&lt;br /&gt;A candle lite night  is lite &lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A secret is revealed&lt;br /&gt;Trust is lost&lt;br /&gt;A toast to shame &lt;br /&gt;And the spoken sacred words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A face hides&lt;br /&gt;Hope dies&lt;br /&gt;Death  brings sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Time bores healing&lt;br /&gt;Darkness blinds,&lt;br /&gt;Away she goes to die alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-1435625363843101912?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/1435625363843101912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/05/dying-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1435625363843101912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/1435625363843101912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/05/dying-away.html' title='Dying Away'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxO3hxgQDjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1mVxE2eI8Go/s72-c/aung.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5610592652121263102</id><published>2009-05-08T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:12:47.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTP7s4COuI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-mE1F51qleg/s1600/f+a.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 89px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTP7s4COuI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-mE1F51qleg/s320/f+a.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410177676944227042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She died before morning,&lt;br /&gt;Behind trees of innocence&lt;br /&gt;She died,&lt;br /&gt;Alone befriended by her&lt;br /&gt;Faithful silhouette&lt;br /&gt;She lived, wished and breathed &lt;br /&gt;The misery of life's making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark she fades with &lt;br /&gt;The ghosts of the lost souls,&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she wakes up to&lt;br /&gt;The dark knight's symphony,&lt;br /&gt;Her smile will forever remain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this piece to Aung San Suu Kyi, because innocence dies each day she remains in captivity....we love you.Get well love!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5610592652121263102?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5610592652121263102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/05/fly-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5610592652121263102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5610592652121263102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/05/fly-away.html' title='Fly Away'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTP7s4COuI/AAAAAAAAARQ/-mE1F51qleg/s72-c/f+a.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5147101603974533421</id><published>2009-05-06T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:15:06.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTQfu1qe1I/AAAAAAAAARY/UnN5SO9HlOs/s1600/darfur_refugees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTQfu1qe1I/AAAAAAAAARY/UnN5SO9HlOs/s320/darfur_refugees.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410178295946443602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brush of silence paints the day amber&lt;br /&gt;As the light glows from the souls of the forsaken,&lt;br /&gt;Fading away they loose sight of their salvation&lt;br /&gt;In the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re buried alive in the pain they fail to elude&lt;br /&gt;As a faceless angel’s killing starts in the midst&lt;br /&gt;Of the ruler, The dark uprising against evil tears&lt;br /&gt;Warriors apart with its claws of devotion, A wish to&lt;br /&gt;Remain unscarred by murky hands as the  hands&lt;br /&gt;Of make believe dies with an in hailed poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A force of sheer doom lurks in the dark where&lt;br /&gt;They remain lost and cold with fear as the embracement&lt;br /&gt;Paints the saint’s face  red with the blood of &lt;br /&gt;The dead angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness shoots the falling star with spikes&lt;br /&gt;Of death and flames of hidden treasures beneath&lt;br /&gt;The loathsome ocean, Sinking though they’re&lt;br /&gt; They  breathe the air beneath their past to shield&lt;br /&gt;Death away, Away they drift  in a lake of dead&lt;br /&gt; Emotions where dead minds dwell and long for&lt;br /&gt;A victor of pain to take the night away,&lt;br /&gt;A picture of the present is born  with the death of a twilight&lt;br /&gt;Princess in a sinister realm of dead hearts,&lt;br /&gt;Her hand holds up as grace fails to save her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her soul bares the scars of the battle she fights each&lt;br /&gt;Night she sleeps alone, The darkness blinds her mental&lt;br /&gt; Vision with a death of every deep feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5147101603974533421?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5147101603974533421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/05/kingdom-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5147101603974533421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5147101603974533421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/05/kingdom-fall.html' title='Kingdom Fall'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxTQfu1qe1I/AAAAAAAAARY/UnN5SO9HlOs/s72-c/darfur_refugees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-3557232865655232777</id><published>2009-04-28T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T02:48:50.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Silent Devotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOjCU1nb-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/f3hq85447kA/s1600/sad.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOjCU1nb-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/f3hq85447kA/s320/sad.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409846837750755298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helplessly she watches &lt;br /&gt;As her brave lover is&lt;br /&gt;Slayed  before her watery&lt;br /&gt;Eyes...Her womb grows a &lt;br /&gt;Seed  of his immortality,&lt;br /&gt;Her mind breeds an everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Distaste for their  unforgivable deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the dark they kill the only &lt;br /&gt;Affection they breathe,&lt;br /&gt;They couldn't stand their  &lt;br /&gt;Passionate devotion...&lt;br /&gt;Their eyes gaze at the &lt;br /&gt;Mutilated love they can't stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She embraces his soul&lt;br /&gt;As he cries and fades &lt;br /&gt;With her at the core of&lt;br /&gt;His heart, He kisses her&lt;br /&gt;Immaculate soul as he&lt;br /&gt;Melts with the touch of&lt;br /&gt;Sun on his skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-3557232865655232777?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/3557232865655232777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/04/deep-silent-devotion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3557232865655232777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/3557232865655232777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/04/deep-silent-devotion.html' title='Deep Silent Devotion'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxOjCU1nb-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/f3hq85447kA/s72-c/sad.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-4401647998853410726</id><published>2009-04-27T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T03:08:55.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-zPlAjXyI/AAAAAAAAAIg/9NI9_zan17g/s1600/dq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-zPlAjXyI/AAAAAAAAAIg/9NI9_zan17g/s400/dq.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408738757709094690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her lover's heart remains&lt;br /&gt;Squeezed in her hands of killing,&lt;br /&gt;She be queen keen on pain,&lt;br /&gt;Her tormented mind tarnish&lt;br /&gt;The souls of the living with&lt;br /&gt;A taint of everlasting grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her touch freezes innocence&lt;br /&gt;Her kiss kills he who dares&lt;br /&gt;To love that which he can't feel,&lt;br /&gt;Her heart to give a space to let,&lt;br /&gt;A tear to drop her mind to kill&lt;br /&gt;To die alive is to love her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sings at the death of he&lt;br /&gt;She radiates the coldness that&lt;br /&gt;Fills hearts with ice and fear,&lt;br /&gt;She closes the sky  in as the&lt;br /&gt;Solemn wreath of her might&lt;br /&gt;Paints the day dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-4401647998853410726?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/4401647998853410726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/04/death-queen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4401647998853410726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4401647998853410726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/04/death-queen.html' title='Death Queen'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-zPlAjXyI/AAAAAAAAAIg/9NI9_zan17g/s72-c/dq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-660557137327242116</id><published>2009-04-27T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T05:58:20.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mortal Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPPSQWS22I/AAAAAAAAAO4/7h2Tcl_eSz4/s1600/bliss.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPPSQWS22I/AAAAAAAAAO4/7h2Tcl_eSz4/s320/bliss.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409895489935170402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her heart of bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remains scarred by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mind to kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her soul to keep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiles as we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace grace before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun sleeps to close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day of bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-660557137327242116?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/660557137327242116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/04/mortal-bliss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/660557137327242116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/660557137327242116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/04/mortal-bliss.html' title='Mortal Bliss'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPPSQWS22I/AAAAAAAAAO4/7h2Tcl_eSz4/s72-c/bliss.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-5533747486515865999</id><published>2009-04-26T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T05:05:53.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End me now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPDGmEW-lI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KKug43QKG_A/s1600/kill+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPDGmEW-lI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KKug43QKG_A/s400/kill+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409882095467559506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill the core of me, For I know not what has become of me,&lt;br /&gt;Pierce my heart with a red-hot dagger of truth and wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;The end of me stares closely waiting for my wrong and fatal move,&lt;br /&gt;Will I rise above its mortal spite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope fights fear as my mind battles a body of&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of the years dead to all,&lt;br /&gt;My wounded life bleeds innocence every time&lt;br /&gt;I see her die in my arms, The core of me rests on&lt;br /&gt;An unmarked headstone in the grave of the forsaken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame and blame glares with a kiss that leaves&lt;br /&gt;Me dead in my mortal realm,I fall first as the ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Of the victimized tear my soul to ashes, The burning&lt;br /&gt;Bridge of misery is no more...as the killing of me starts&lt;br /&gt;At midnight, But I have to rise above this broken rush&lt;br /&gt;Of emotions and become what I was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-5533747486515865999?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/5533747486515865999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5533747486515865999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/5533747486515865999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-me-now.html' title='End me now'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPDGmEW-lI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KKug43QKG_A/s72-c/kill+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-2472285067874483284</id><published>2009-04-26T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T06:04:41.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPQ5jIA-VI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pq4dQYdbfrE/s1600/embrace.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPQ5jIA-VI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pq4dQYdbfrE/s320/embrace.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409897264502077778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystic voices from a world  unknown to &lt;br /&gt;The living call her name as she stumbles in the snow,&lt;br /&gt;She covers her face to hide from that which seeks&lt;br /&gt;Her presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mind shivers at the scene of everlasting &lt;br /&gt;Wonder as she faces the unavoidable hive  of&lt;br /&gt;Embrace, &lt;br /&gt;She kills her thoughts and&lt;br /&gt;Fears by sinking to where feelings are no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice breaks as the weight of the world diffuse &lt;br /&gt;Into her with an overwhelming velocity,&lt;br /&gt;Wet with misery though her spirit is she&lt;br /&gt;Tries to cut the light from the dark clouds of&lt;br /&gt;Make believe, She dies as she meets karma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-2472285067874483284?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/2472285067874483284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/embrace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2472285067874483284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2472285067874483284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/embrace.html' title='The Embrace'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPQ5jIA-VI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pq4dQYdbfrE/s72-c/embrace.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-2877211786196302756</id><published>2009-04-26T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T06:16:15.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPTbTPMYfI/AAAAAAAAAPI/pOy7H2Z8QuQ/s1600/xxd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPTbTPMYfI/AAAAAAAAAPI/pOy7H2Z8QuQ/s400/xxd2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409900043376026098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bright light glows from the earth as  she lies&lt;br /&gt;Buried beneath life, Her beauty will forever remain&lt;br /&gt;A legend told to many generations to come,&lt;br /&gt;Her immaculate spirit’s warmth heals they &lt;br /&gt;That seek the birth of true beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buried though she is her heart illuminates a light&lt;br /&gt;Of life through the dark forests of dreaded minds,&lt;br /&gt;The hope to walk on shores of bliss draws in&lt;br /&gt;With every step of her ambiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glance in the water reveals her veiled figurine that&lt;br /&gt;I living among us, She glides in the safe heaven of the&lt;br /&gt;Pure at heart and colors the past with shades of blood,&lt;br /&gt;The ghost of she lurks, wonders and searches for &lt;br /&gt;A resting place behind the sores of our lives to&lt;br /&gt;Embrace beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She plays the flute of the spirits at nightfall when&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is asleep…She saves the night,&lt;br /&gt;In her creation pain is alien to one’s feeling&lt;br /&gt;And heaven touches earthly faces,&lt;br /&gt;Her elixir of sorrow kills the darkness and brings&lt;br /&gt;Fourth a feel of enduring lust to cure the pain&lt;br /&gt;Of the forsaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her words of life cleanse the hurting with an hypnotic rhyme &lt;br /&gt;Of healing, She rises from her  coffin to save the children of &lt;br /&gt;The dumbed from falling in love with her fears of the night,&lt;br /&gt;Sing for her and she’ll live for you…&lt;br /&gt;Cry for her and she’ll die for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-2877211786196302756?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/2877211786196302756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/dead-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2877211786196302756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/2877211786196302756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/dead-rose.html' title='Dead Rose'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPTbTPMYfI/AAAAAAAAAPI/pOy7H2Z8QuQ/s72-c/xxd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-8416335590009608180</id><published>2009-04-26T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T06:20:07.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPUgT2vCeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U_AqlMjDGs4/s1600/lnd.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPUgT2vCeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U_AqlMjDGs4/s320/lnd.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409901228952848866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn approaches as the &lt;br /&gt;oak tree over the &lt;br /&gt;hills slowly shades its golden leaves, &lt;br /&gt;Foot prints in the &lt;br /&gt;beach fade as time &lt;br /&gt;chases the memory &lt;br /&gt;of mortal existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water settles as &lt;br /&gt;the stone reaches &lt;br /&gt;beneath the river &lt;br /&gt;and the wind's &lt;br /&gt;wrath vanishes like &lt;br /&gt;smoke in clear air, &lt;br /&gt;Deep breaths are for those who want to &lt;br /&gt;live another day for &lt;br /&gt;a second chance to make a minor heaven, &lt;br /&gt;Beneath the leaves &lt;br /&gt;lies the golden realm where the &lt;br /&gt;good and forgiven &lt;br /&gt;dance to harps of &lt;br /&gt;hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory flashes pierce through the &lt;br /&gt;Minds of innocence with a sigh of relief, &lt;br /&gt;Through the forest &lt;br /&gt;and down the deep &lt;br /&gt;valley the river runs &lt;br /&gt;dry and ruins its &lt;br /&gt;existence with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The withering lilly finally turns brown &lt;br /&gt;as a mystic turn of &lt;br /&gt;fate closes in and &lt;br /&gt;gnaws everything &lt;br /&gt;within its reach, &lt;br /&gt;A feel of sheer &lt;br /&gt;disbelief falls to &lt;br /&gt;those willing to be &lt;br /&gt;truimphant against a &lt;br /&gt;fading light, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breath is lost &lt;br /&gt;every time the sun &lt;br /&gt;sets in the cold... &lt;br /&gt;The sparkling northern stars adorns&lt;br /&gt;The black moonless sky with a &lt;br /&gt;Glitter of the fallen leaves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-8416335590009608180?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/8416335590009608180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-and-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8416335590009608180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/8416335590009608180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-and-death.html' title='Life and Death'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPUgT2vCeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U_AqlMjDGs4/s72-c/lnd.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-4435661152327702747</id><published>2009-04-26T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T03:07:16.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Tarja©</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-yuKbmWII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HS8LCL19YiY/s1600/Tarja-nightwish-349330_851_1134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-yuKbmWII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HS8LCL19YiY/s400/Tarja-nightwish-349330_851_1134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408738183639095426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes the spear meant for a wreck like me,Her presence make sense as it creates a scene of pleasure in my mind, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where she'll go I must follow to endure everlasting happiness and harmony that my soul craves for,She takes the sun when she walks away but she always saves the day, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel her come down the alley of my heart's fatal desire to eternally love a goddess,She garnishes all that she touches with a golden sparkle of hope and pure devotion, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes have inspired the hopeless to fly among angels in the skies of a far world, &lt;br /&gt;My spirit silently cries to be guarded by her golden wings then I'll never feel cold nor fear ever again, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our void of mystery tears me apart with blunt thoughts as my mind walks in the air whenever I walk alone,My deep silent minor heaven longs for an angel to embrace its misunderstood fields of faith and hope, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cries in my arms as I embrace her spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-4435661152327702747?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/4435661152327702747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/angel-tarja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4435661152327702747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4435661152327702747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/angel-tarja.html' title='Angel Tarja©'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/Sw-yuKbmWII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HS8LCL19YiY/s72-c/Tarja-nightwish-349330_851_1134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-4266737952318418224</id><published>2009-04-26T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T06:32:32.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crucifix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPXWWSQ1DI/AAAAAAAAAPY/PwT6bsmWrUc/s1600/deadep.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPXWWSQ1DI/AAAAAAAAAPY/PwT6bsmWrUc/s320/deadep.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409904356341371954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crown princess every woman envies lies on a crucifix that her heart falls pray to,Her lust for hope dies each day she wakes up with tears of wanting and a blood-drained mind, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air brushes her hair pretty each time she looses face and strength to take another step,She bawls down to her lingering emotions as she daydreams sleep walking with her lover by her side, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruised by the silhouette thorns &lt;br /&gt;that patiently maul her thoughts she pleads for mercy to take everything away,The sanity in her world fades and keeps her thoughts blunt and blurry, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hags the forest trees to overcome her untold misery she embraces at nightfall, Her face cracks open like a trees's bark in the rift of darkness where cayotes breed death, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes weep with flames that burn her pillow to ashes...Who is she?Deep inside her silent sleep she swims in the lava of her lover's dreadful tragedy, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her crown vanishes as she looses faith in a near painless fortress she belongs to, She drops dead from her mental crucifix of desperation and heartache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-4266737952318418224?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/4266737952318418224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/crucifix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4266737952318418224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/4266737952318418224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/crucifix.html' title='The Crucifix'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPXWWSQ1DI/AAAAAAAAAPY/PwT6bsmWrUc/s72-c/deadep.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434384513028803739.post-7664716675845221032</id><published>2009-04-26T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T06:53:33.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linda Sober</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPcXbyr5iI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jK2xP-UQDd4/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 71px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPcXbyr5iI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jK2xP-UQDd4/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409909872557549090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03-Mar 23:15&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Through the burning&lt;br /&gt;Wilderness of her &lt;br /&gt;Own mind she &lt;br /&gt;Remains silent as her &lt;br /&gt;Hidden wounds &lt;br /&gt;Open for everyone To see, &lt;br /&gt;Her overwhelming &lt;br /&gt;Courage lets up the &lt;br /&gt;Fray to a solemn &lt;br /&gt;Reality as she looses &lt;br /&gt;Face and sinks &lt;br /&gt;Within herself, &lt;br /&gt;Will she rise above &lt;br /&gt;Her murky fate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hides in the attic &lt;br /&gt;Where she cant be &lt;br /&gt;Seen by the vindictive &lt;br /&gt;Merciless voice, &lt;br /&gt;She tours her pain by reminiscing &lt;br /&gt;The birth of her &lt;br /&gt;Only child called Grief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she wakes up the &lt;br /&gt;Haunting faces that &lt;br /&gt;Swim against the &lt;br /&gt;Current of her blood mosaic gloomy &lt;br /&gt;Pieces of forgotten memories, &lt;br /&gt;She finally seeks &lt;br /&gt;Escapism among the &lt;br /&gt;Numb where she'll &lt;br /&gt;Forever rest in Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4434384513028803739-7664716675845221032?l=qibili.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/feeds/7664716675845221032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/linda-sober.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7664716675845221032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4434384513028803739/posts/default/7664716675845221032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qibili.blogspot.com/2009/11/linda-sober.html' title='Linda Sober'/><author><name>Chibili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09154572024980416969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/TEC32hCoxHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ov1d9J93B1o/S220/8005054qpYm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxvhsT63O3M/SxPcXbyr5iI/AAAAAAAAAPw/jK2xP-UQDd4/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
