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	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fire ignites&lt;br&gt;and extinguishes&lt;br&gt;but its lips motivate&lt;br&gt;motionless logs, to get burnt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is this downpour&lt;br&gt;and it gets halted&lt;br&gt;but its drops&lt;br&gt;inspire pure white clouds, to surrender unto the ground.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the evil in us&lt;br&gt;blow away with the storm&lt;br&gt;let the five vampires resting in us&lt;br&gt;burn with our determination of purity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the4 negative thinking and pessimism&lt;br&gt;drain away with the downpour&lt;br&gt;let our peace-loving soul&lt;br&gt;exhibit our truthfulness and sanity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Material world is lost in the world of lust&lt;br&gt;lost in anger, ego, attachment and greed&lt;br&gt;embracing Baba's divine words&lt;br&gt;we've to become Golden Age Seed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;omshanti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/10/21/storm-fire-and-downpour-7213094/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong>Storm comes<br>and goes away<br>but its reminiscences<br>excite the silent, silent air.</strong></p>
	<p><strong>Fire ignites<br>and extinguishes<br>but its lips motivate<br>motionless logs, to get burnt.</strong></p>
	<p><strong>There is this downpour<br>and it gets halted<br>but its drops<br>inspire pure white clouds, to surrender unto the ground.</strong></p>
	<p><strong>Let the evil in us<br>blow away with the storm<br>let the five vampires resting in us<br>burn with our determination of purity.</strong></p>
	<p><strong>Let the4 negative thinking and pessimism<br>drain away with the downpour<br>let our peace-loving soul<br>exhibit our truthfulness and sanity.</strong></p>
	<p><strong>Material world is lost in the world of lust<br>lost in anger, ego, attachment and greed<br>embracing Baba's divine words<br>we've to become Golden Age Seed.</strong></p>
	<p><span>omshanti.</span></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p> </p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/10/21/storm-fire-and-downpour-7213094/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/09/05/nature-of-love-6895520/"><default:title>Nature of Love</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/09/05/nature-of-love-6895520/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-09-05T08:35:48+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am gazing at the sky&lt;br&gt;to watch the dearest clouds cry&lt;br&gt;I want the drops touch thy skin&lt;br&gt;to please the God forbid our sin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey there! hark to this doth&lt;br&gt;fly near me like a jet moth&lt;br&gt;love we shall each other till the dawn&lt;br&gt;until clouds depart and morning sun is shone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many a times in our life&lt;br&gt;were we urged to thrive&lt;br&gt;to exist in the state of thirst&lt;br&gt;finally the day has come with an outburst.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am looking at your face&lt;br&gt;kindly bless me with your grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want our love to induce lasting peace&lt;br&gt;to make us one, always showered with bliss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bpb2009 presentation.&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt="" width="49" height="34"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/09/05/nature-of-love-6895520/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong>I am gazing at the sky<br>to watch the dearest clouds cry<br>I want the drops touch thy skin<br>to please the God forbid our sin.</strong></p>
	<p><strong>Hey there! hark to this doth<br>fly near me like a jet moth<br>love we shall each other till the dawn<br>until clouds depart and morning sun is shone.</strong></p>
	<p><strong>Many a times in our life<br>were we urged to thrive<br>to exist in the state of thirst<br>finally the day has come with an outburst.</strong></p>
	<p><strong>I am looking at your face<br>kindly bless me with your grace</strong></p>
	<p><strong>I want our love to induce lasting peace<br>to make us one, always showered with bliss.</strong></p>
	<p><strong><br><span><em>a bpb2009 presentation.<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt="" width="49" height="34"></em></span><br></strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p> </p>
	<p> </p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/09/05/nature-of-love-6895520/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/our-story-6858930/"><default:title>Our Story</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/our-story-6858930/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-08-31T10:28:01+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;People there&lt;br&gt;live in darkness&lt;br&gt;a dungeon is where&lt;br&gt;they live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damp&lt;br&gt;and full of mosquitoes&lt;br&gt;a cave is where &lt;br&gt;they live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long grass &lt;br&gt;and spiny bushes&lt;br&gt;a grassland is where&lt;br&gt;they live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slums&lt;br&gt;and 'huts of paradise'&lt;br&gt;a mainland is where&lt;br&gt;they live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;They live&lt;br&gt;their bones move&lt;br&gt;they breathe&lt;br&gt;and they just live like this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;a bpb2009 imagine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/our-story-6858930/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><span><em>People there<br>live in darkness<br>a dungeon is where<br>they live.</em></span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span><em>Damp<br>and full of mosquitoes<br>a cave is where <br>they live.</em></span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span><em>Long grass <br>and spiny bushes<br>a grassland is where<br>they live.</em></span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span><em>Slums<br>and 'huts of paradise'<br>a mainland is where<br>they live.</em></span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span><em>They live<br>their bones move<br>they breathe<br>and they just live like this.</em></span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>a bpb2009 imagine!</span></strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/our-story-6858930/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/06/05/an-exclusive-interview-on-climate-change-6241620/"><default:title>An Exclusive Interview on Climate Change</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/06/05/an-exclusive-interview-on-climate-change-6241620/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-06-05T11:45:11+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your planet needs you: unite to combat climate change&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the auspicious occasion of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; World Environment Day-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bed Prakash Bhatta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; caught up with three students from &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Institute of Agriculture and Animal Sciences&lt;/span&gt;, Rampu&lt;/span&gt;r to discuss on the burning issue of climate change. The blogger met them at their paying residence in Mangalpur-1, Chitwan district, Nepal. The detail of those students and the interview taken is being presented below. Hope you will have a look and comment as well:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; 1. name : &lt;span&gt;Meghnath Pokharel&lt;/span&gt;, age: 20 years, sex : male, education : B.Sc. Agriculture, semester Ist, e-mail : &lt;a href="mailto:pokharelmeghnath@gmail.com"&gt;pokharelmeghnath@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; ;interests: drawing, studying, acting, yoga practice.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; 2. name : &lt;span&gt;Jeewan Pandey&lt;/span&gt;, age: 20 years, sex: male, education: B.Sc. Agriculture, semester Ist, e-mail: &lt;a href="mailto:your_jeewan@yahoo.com"&gt;your_jeewan@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; ; interests: writing ghazals.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; 3. name: &lt;span&gt;Suresh Pokhrel&lt;/span&gt;, age: 23 years, sex: male, education: B.Sc. Agriculture, semester Vth, e-mail: &lt;a href="mailto:pokhrelsur@gmail.com;"&gt;pokhrelsur@gmail.com;&lt;/a&gt; interests: meditation.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; ----&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;QUESTION 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;what is Climate Change as per your understanding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt; Meghnath : It is deviation of weather from its natural condition.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; Suresh :      It is need of time. It will be stabilized with time amd is especially elevated or originated by evil acts of      human beings.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; Jeewan :    You need to change the format of interview.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;QUESTION 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;what sort of individual efforts can you implement to combat Climate Change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;Meghnath : I won't drive cars, establish eco-clubs in my village and college.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Suresh : Through meditation, we can live sustainably as natural as you are and it leads to the sustainable management and utilization of natural resources. Consequently, sustainable management leads to the balance in climate for overcoming Climate Change gradually.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Jeewan : I can indulge in participation, awareness and leadership activities.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;QUESTION 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;could you possibly enumerate the impacts of Climate Change in and around your locality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;Meghnath : Imbalance in rainfall, temperature rise.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Suresh : Maize crop in our area (Nawalparasi) couldn't be planted in time due to erratic rainfall; temperature significantly rose during summer this year; mosquitoes increased; legumes production declined due to less or no rainfall.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Jeewan : Food scarcity; hailstorm blew away leaves of maize; fruit production (citrus, pear) declined; barren lands increased.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;QUESTION 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Which factor is  most contributing to Climate Change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jeewan : Human Activities&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Meghnath :  More production of CFC through Human Activities.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Suresh : Direct factor-- production of GHGs; Indirect Factor-- Uncentred human mind.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;QUESTION 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Which aspect of environment is hit hard by Climate Change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;Suresh : People near coatal regions, sea-shores.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Jeewan : Human Beings.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Meghnath : Living Beings   &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;QUESTION 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;What can be your possible message to World Leaders who are meeting at Copenhagen, Denmark in December 2009 to address the Climate Change issue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meghnath : You do your part of work to combat Climate Change; earth is waiting for you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeewan : The powerful countries must help developing nations to combat Climate  Change, else the destruction is inevitable.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Suresh : Be in centered,  then use the world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br&gt;QUESTION 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can we aware people about Climate Change?&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jeewan : using blogs, forming clubs, campaigning, conducting rallies, public participation, environment conservation would probably aware people.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Suresh : It is high time government formed the eco-friendly policies.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Meghnath : street dramas, forming eco-clubs in villages, plastic disposal/collection, use of eco-friendly bags and re-use of plastic products would help people deal with Climate Change.     &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/05biggrin.gif" alt=""&gt;a bpb2009 initiative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;My words of gratitude to all the participants and wish for their bright future as well. Thank you for your time. Thank you dear readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/06/05/an-exclusive-interview-on-climate-change-6241620/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><span><span>'</span><span><span><strong>Your planet needs you: unite to combat climate change</strong></span></span><span><strong>'</strong></span></span></p>
	<p><strong>On the auspicious occasion of</strong><span><strong><span> World Environment Day-20</span></strong><span><strong>09</strong></span></span><strong>, <em><span>Bed Prakash Bhatta</span></em> caught up with three students from <span><span>Institute of Agriculture and Animal Sciences</span>, Rampu</span>r to discuss on the burning issue of climate change. The blogger met them at their paying residence in Mangalpur-1, Chitwan district, Nepal. The detail of those students and the interview taken is being presented below. Hope you will have a look and comment as well:</p>
	<p> 1. name : <span>Meghnath Pokharel</span>, age: 20 years, sex : male, education : B.Sc. Agriculture, semester Ist, e-mail : <a href="mailto:pokharelmeghnath@gmail.com">pokharelmeghnath@gmail.com</a> ;interests: drawing, studying, acting, yoga practice.</p>
	<p> 2. name : <span>Jeewan Pandey</span>, age: 20 years, sex: male, education: B.Sc. Agriculture, semester Ist, e-mail: <a href="mailto:your_jeewan@yahoo.com">your_jeewan@yahoo.com</a> ; interests: writing ghazals.</p>
	<p> 3. name: <span>Suresh Pokhrel</span>, age: 23 years, sex: male, education: B.Sc. Agriculture, semester Vth, e-mail: <a href="mailto:pokhrelsur@gmail.com;">pokhrelsur@gmail.com;</a> interests: meditation.</p>
	<p> ----<br><span>QUESTION 1.</span><br><em><span>what is Climate Change as per your understanding?</span></em><br> Meghnath : It is deviation of weather from its natural condition.</p>
	<p> Suresh :      It is need of time. It will be stabilized with time amd is especially elevated or originated by evil acts of      human beings.</p>
	<p> Jeewan :    You need to change the format of interview.</p>
	<p><span>QUESTION 2.</span><br><em><span>what sort of individual efforts can you implement to combat Climate Change?</span></em><br>Meghnath : I won't drive cars, establish eco-clubs in my village and college.</p>
	<p>Suresh : Through meditation, we can live sustainably as natural as you are and it leads to the sustainable management and utilization of natural resources. Consequently, sustainable management leads to the balance in climate for overcoming Climate Change gradually.</p>
	<p>Jeewan : I can indulge in participation, awareness and leadership activities.</p>
	<p><span>QUESTION 3.</span><br><em><span>could you possibly enumerate the impacts of Climate Change in and around your locality?</span></em><br>Meghnath : Imbalance in rainfall, temperature rise.</p>
	<p>Suresh : Maize crop in our area (Nawalparasi) couldn't be planted in time due to erratic rainfall; temperature significantly rose during summer this year; mosquitoes increased; legumes production declined due to less or no rainfall.</p>
	<p>Jeewan : Food scarcity; hailstorm blew away leaves of maize; fruit production (citrus, pear) declined; barren lands increased.</p>
	<p><span>QUESTION 4.</span><br><em><span>Which factor is  most contributing to Climate Change?</span></em><br>Jeewan : Human Activities</p>
	<p>Meghnath :  More production of CFC through Human Activities.</p>
	<p>Suresh : Direct factor-- production of GHGs; Indirect Factor-- Uncentred human mind.</p>
	<p><span>QUESTION 5.</span><br><em><span>Which aspect of environment is hit hard by Climate Change?</span></em><br>Suresh : People near coatal regions, sea-shores.</p>
	<p>Jeewan : Human Beings.</p>
	<p>Meghnath : Living Beings   <br></strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><strong><span>QUESTION 6.</span></strong><br><em><strong><span>What can be your possible message to World Leaders who are meeting at Copenhagen, Denmark in December 2009 to address the Climate Change issue?</span></strong></em><br><strong>Meghnath : You do your part of work to combat Climate Change; earth is waiting for you.<br></strong></p>
	<p><strong>Jeewan : The powerful countries must help developing nations to combat Climate  Change, else the destruction is inevitable.</p>
	<p>Suresh : Be in centered,  then use the world.<br><strong><span><br>QUESTION 7.</span></strong><br><strong><span><em>How can we aware people about Climate Change?<span><strong><br>Jeewan : using blogs, forming clubs, campaigning, conducting rallies, public participation, environment conservation would probably aware people.</p>
	<p>Suresh : It is high time government formed the eco-friendly policies.</p>
	<p>Meghnath : street dramas, forming eco-clubs in villages, plastic disposal/collection, use of eco-friendly bags and re-use of plastic products would help people deal with Climate Change.     </p>
	<p></strong></span></em></span></strong></strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><span><strong><em><span><span><span><img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/05biggrin.gif" alt="">a bpb2009 initiative.</span></span></span></em></p>
	<p><span><em><span>My words of gratitude to all the participants and wish for their bright future as well. Thank you for your time. Thank you dear readers!</span></em></span></strong></p>
	<p></span></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/06/05/an-exclusive-interview-on-climate-change-6241620/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/27/i-love-this-beautiful-life-6183974/"><default:title>I love this beautiful life</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/27/i-love-this-beautiful-life-6183974/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-05-27T07:35:00+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every morning&lt;br&gt;I take a deep breathe in&lt;br&gt;and gently feel the air pass out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;I love this beautiful life&lt;br&gt;life bears a mystery&lt;br&gt;it's always a great challenge to solve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;For an entire day&lt;br&gt;we deal with problems and solutions&lt;br&gt;and always feel the beauty of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;One gram of sweetness&lt;br&gt;one gram of bitterness&lt;br&gt;life is a cake worth eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every morning&lt;br&gt;the fresh air rushes in my alveoli&lt;br&gt;and I feel the surplus of energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;I love the mystery&lt;br&gt;the beauty of life&lt;br&gt;I love this beautiful life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bpb2009 imagine series.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/27/i-love-this-beautiful-life-6183974/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><span>Every morning<br>I take a deep breathe in<br>and gently feel the air pass out.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>I love this beautiful life<br>life bears a mystery<br>it's always a great challenge to solve it.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>For an entire day<br>we deal with problems and solutions<br>and always feel the beauty of life.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>One gram of sweetness<br>one gram of bitterness<br>life is a cake worth eating.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>Every morning<br>the fresh air rushes in my alveoli<br>and I feel the surplus of energy.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>I love the mystery<br>the beauty of life<br>I love this beautiful life.<br></span></strong></p>
	<p><span><span><em>a bpb2009 imagine series.</em></span></span></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/27/i-love-this-beautiful-life-6183974/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/16/khem-bhai-6123475/"><default:title>Khem bhai</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/16/khem-bhai-6123475/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-05-16T07:18:02+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;this boy&lt;br&gt;is so down to earth&lt;br&gt;he manages his school&lt;br&gt;he does the culinary works&lt;br&gt;he likes to sing&lt;br&gt;he washes the dishes&lt;br&gt;he smiles &lt;br&gt;he loves his pet, the one and only 'Baagh Maare'&lt;br&gt;he loves to talk&lt;br&gt;he shares what he wants to&lt;br&gt;he is the reflection of innocence&lt;br&gt;of hard work and humor&lt;br&gt;he makes you laugh&lt;br&gt;with his simple yet striking words&lt;br&gt;(and he serves chilies for me)&lt;br&gt;and we friends&lt;br&gt;love his playful acts&lt;br&gt;he is our brother&lt;br&gt;he is one of our kind&lt;br&gt;he is the man of smiles&lt;br&gt;he is none other than&lt;br&gt;our sweet Khem bhai.&lt;br&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bed Prakash Bhatta 2009      &lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/grayyes.gif" alt="" width="30" height="33"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/16/khem-bhai-6123475/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><span><span>this boy<br>is so down to earth<br>he manages his school<br>he does the culinary works<br>he likes to sing<br>he washes the dishes<br>he smiles <br>he loves his pet, the one and only 'Baagh Maare'<br>he loves to talk<br>he shares what he wants to<br>he is the reflection of innocence<br>of hard work and humor<br>he makes you laugh<br>with his simple yet striking words<br>(and he serves chilies for me)<br>and we friends<br>love his playful acts<br>he is our brother<br>he is one of our kind<br>he is the man of smiles<br>he is none other than<br>our sweet Khem bhai.<br>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br></span></span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span><span><span><span>Bed Prakash Bhatta 2009      <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/grayyes.gif" alt="" width="30" height="33"><br></span></span></span></span></strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/16/khem-bhai-6123475/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/02/never-cry-6044072/"><default:title>Never Cry</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/02/never-cry-6044072/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-05-02T07:11:46+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby,&lt;br&gt; i always love your smile&lt;br&gt; i always want you to be cheerful&lt;br&gt; never cry so badly&lt;br&gt; never feel hurt so much&lt;br&gt; there are always ways out&lt;br&gt; ans even if there aren't &lt;br&gt; lend me your tears&lt;br&gt; i will make them fall&lt;br&gt; through my eyes&lt;br&gt; i want you to be happy&lt;br&gt; always be in a jovial mood&lt;br&gt; never cry so badly&lt;br&gt; never feel hurt so much&lt;br&gt; there are always ways out&lt;br&gt; and even if there aren't&lt;br&gt; lend me your pain&lt;br&gt; i will make it gone&lt;br&gt; through my heart&lt;br&gt; never cry&lt;br&gt; because once you weep&lt;br&gt; i entirely turn weak!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;bpbpersonals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/05/02/never-cry-6044072/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><span><strong>baby,<br> i always love your smile<br> i always want you to be cheerful<br> never cry so badly<br> never feel hurt so much<br> there are always ways out<br> ans even if there aren't <br> lend me your tears<br> i will make them fall<br> through my eyes<br> i want you to be happy<br> always be in a jovial mood<br> never cry so badly<br> never feel hurt so much<br> there are always ways out<br> and even if there aren't<br> lend me your pain<br> i will make it gone<br> through my heart<br> never cry<br> because once you weep<br> i entirely turn weak!</strong></span></p>
	<p><span><strong><span><span><em><span>bpbpersonals</span></em></span></span><br></strong></span></p>
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	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Having met you&lt;br&gt;after such a long span&lt;br&gt;I realize your importance&lt;br&gt;I feel your meaning&lt;br&gt;I feel what you mean to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The streets that we scaled together&lt;br&gt;the air that passed through our skin&lt;br&gt;has recorded our voices&lt;br&gt;I have found a whole new dimension &lt;br&gt;of love and respect in you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Am sorry for what wrong has been done&lt;br&gt;trust me on this thing and always be one&lt;br&gt;never leave our hands till we live&lt;br&gt;and meet up in the fairyland when life sets us free&lt;br&gt;I really feel your importance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Having met you&lt;br&gt;at this moment&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am delighted more than ever&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I say you that I pray for you&lt;br&gt;Our love shall last forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;--bpbpersonals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	
	
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	<p><em><span><span>Having met you<br>after such a long span<br>I realize your importance<br>I feel your meaning<br>I feel what you mean to me!</span></span></em></p>
	<p><em><span><span>The streets that we scaled together<br>the air that passed through our skin<br>has recorded our voices<br>I have found a whole new dimension <br>of love and respect in you!</span></span></em></p>
	<p><em><span><span>Am sorry for what wrong has been done<br>trust me on this thing and always be one<br>never leave our hands till we live<br>and meet up in the fairyland when life sets us free<br>I really feel your importance!</span></span></em></p>
	<p><em><span><span>Having met you<br>at this moment<br></span></span></em><span><span><em><span><span>I am delighted more than ever<br></span></span></em></span></span><span><em><span><span>I say you that I pray for you<br>Our love shall last forever!</span></span></em></span></p>
	<p><span><span><span><strong><span>--bpbpersonals</span></strong></span></span></span></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><span> </span></p>
	<p> </p>
	
	
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	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;this garden had no flowers&lt;br&gt;but they had beautiful 'beer plants'&lt;br&gt;that needed no malt, enzyme&lt;br&gt;to decompose and decay&lt;br&gt;the people inside&lt;br&gt;sold the 'beer' in 'cans'&lt;br&gt;the people outside&lt;br&gt;forgot all their protests&lt;br&gt;and drank this heavenly syrup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;your companion of literature--&lt;span&gt;bpbpersonals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/03/21/road-to-the-garden-of-untruth-5799882/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><span>Many times in life<br>the road to this garden<br>has been shattered-<br>obstructed, and blocked<br>with the soaring protestors<br>marching around this garden<br>throwing stones to the people<br>jogging inside!</span></p>
	<p><span>this garden had no flowers<br>but they had beautiful 'beer plants'<br>that needed no malt, enzyme<br>to decompose and decay<br>the people inside<br>sold the 'beer' in 'cans'<br>the people outside<br>forgot all their protests<br>and drank this heavenly syrup!</span></p>
	<p><span><span><em>your companion of literature--<span>bpbpersonals</span></em></span></span></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/03/21/road-to-the-garden-of-untruth-5799882/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/03/16/the-garden-of-untruth-where-love-is-crucified-5764369/"><default:title>The Garden of Untruth... where love is crucified!</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/03/16/the-garden-of-untruth-where-love-is-crucified-5764369/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-03-16T09:00:49+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;There is a garden somewhere on this earth&lt;br&gt;where people come to speak lies&lt;br&gt;they scream and yell at each other&lt;br&gt;they spit out all their evils.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Surrounded by the hedges on all the four sides&lt;br&gt;this garden has no any entry point&lt;br&gt;people jump across the thorny bushes&lt;br&gt;and wait for the full moon day to arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;A marble statue lies at the heart of garden&lt;br&gt;people pray and say that it is the "Goddess of Untruth"&lt;br&gt;but at the day of the full moon&lt;br&gt;they spit at the statue and curse it bitterly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Some begin to dismantle the marble&lt;br&gt;and sometimes there arises a brawl&lt;br&gt;beer cans are planted in the garden&lt;br&gt;people then wait the 'can seeds' grow into 'beer plants".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;There is this garden somewhere on this earth&lt;br&gt;where people betray each other&lt;br&gt;they hug each other in love&lt;br&gt;and plant knives in each others' chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;presented by: bpbpersonals, &lt;span&gt;your very own xpression&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/03/16/the-garden-of-untruth-where-love-is-crucified-5764369/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><span>There is a garden somewhere on this earth<br>where people come to speak lies<br>they scream and yell at each other<br>they spit out all their evils.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>Surrounded by the hedges on all the four sides<br>this garden has no any entry point<br>people jump across the thorny bushes<br>and wait for the full moon day to arrive.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>A marble statue lies at the heart of garden<br>people pray and say that it is the "Goddess of Untruth"<br>but at the day of the full moon<br>they spit at the statue and curse it bitterly.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>Some begin to dismantle the marble<br>and sometimes there arises a brawl<br>beer cans are planted in the garden<br>people then wait the 'can seeds' grow into 'beer plants".</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>There is this garden somewhere on this earth<br>where people betray each other<br>they hug each other in love<br>and plant knives in each others' chest.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em><span><span>presented by: bpbpersonals, <span>your very own xpression</span>!</span></span></em></strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/03/16/the-garden-of-untruth-where-love-is-crucified-5764369/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/02/08/to-all-respected-bloggers-and-concerned-5528465/"><default:title>To ALL RESPECTED BLOGGERS and CONCERNED</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/02/08/to-all-respected-bloggers-and-concerned-5528465/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-02-08T05:23:44+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;My dear friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Since its inception, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;bpbpersonals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been providing you with the best of original poems on various tangible and intangible aspects of life, nature and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And now, we are pleased to announce the initiation of our online movement &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;GLOBAL YOUTH NETWORK for ENVIRONMENT MANAGEMENT (GYNEM)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; We want this to be a global platform for sustainable environment management regardless of constricted boundaries of nationality, region and religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;As we all know, global climatic change has been showing adverse effects on environment worldwide. Many portions are observing the scanty of rain whereas some are being washed away with floods. Some nations are living under freezing temperatures whereas some are under extreme heat. The overall rain pattern, temperature, season cycle, habitat of polar animals, glaciers, ice-caps, sea level have been affected. And it is all due to us. We are contributing to Green House Gas (GHG) emission. We are depleting the ozone. It is high time for us to act or the time shall come NEVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So, we heartily request you all to join this online movement &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;GYNEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. What all you have to do is: contact us through the following mediums:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;E-mail:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:bhattarcs@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;bhattarcs@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Phone no.: +977 9749 50 37 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;You may send your views on Environment Management. All valuable views will be published on our blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Let us all join to combat Climate Change. Let us all unite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;PS. We fought many wars against the mankind and they all contributed to ecological changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Let us rise from constricted thoughts and let be ONE to save our COMMON HOME UNIVERSE from global climatic change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Climate is changing near you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Climate is pleading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is to be saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And all conscious minds join &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;GYNEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and save this ecology for our &lt;strong&gt;FUTURE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Share this with your friends, in your locality, community nearby. Help us in our selfless initiative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;CONCEPTUALIZED BY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ram Chandra Bhatta (  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:bhattarcs@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;bhattarcs@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bed Prakash Bhatta (   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:balmukundbpb@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;balmukundbpb@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/02/08/to-all-respected-bloggers-and-concerned-5528465/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>My dear friends!</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Since its inception, <strong><span>bpbpersonals</span></strong> has been providing you with the best of original poems on various tangible and intangible aspects of life, nature and love.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>And now, we are pleased to announce the initiation of our online movement <strong><span>GLOBAL YOUTH NETWORK for ENVIRONMENT MANAGEMENT (GYNEM)</span>.</strong> We want this to be a global platform for sustainable environment management regardless of constricted boundaries of nationality, region and religion.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>As we all know, global climatic change has been showing adverse effects on environment worldwide. Many portions are observing the scanty of rain whereas some are being washed away with floods. Some nations are living under freezing temperatures whereas some are under extreme heat. The overall rain pattern, temperature, season cycle, habitat of polar animals, glaciers, ice-caps, sea level have been affected. And it is all due to us. We are contributing to Green House Gas (GHG) emission. We are depleting the ozone. It is high time for us to act or the time shall come NEVER. </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>So, we heartily request you all to join this online movement <strong><span>GYNEM</span></strong>. What all you have to do is: contact us through the following mediums:</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>E-mail:  </span><a href="mailto:bhattarcs@yahoo.com"><span><span>bhattarcs@yahoo.com</span></span></a></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Phone no.: +977 9749 50 37 09</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>You may send your views on Environment Management. All valuable views will be published on our blog.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Let us all join to combat Climate Change. Let us all unite.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>PS. We fought many wars against the mankind and they all contributed to ecological changes.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Let us rise from constricted thoughts and let be ONE to save our COMMON HOME UNIVERSE from global climatic change.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Climate is changing near you.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Climate is pleading.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>It is to be saved.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>And all conscious minds join <strong><span>GYNEM</span></strong> and save this ecology for our <strong>FUTURE.</strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Share this with your friends, in your locality, community nearby. Help us in our selfless initiative.</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Thank you!</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>CONCEPTUALIZED BY:</span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Ram Chandra Bhatta (  </span><a href="mailto:bhattarcs@yahoo.com"><span><span>bhattarcs@yahoo.com</span></span></a> <span>) </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Bed Prakash Bhatta (   </span><a href="mailto:balmukundbpb@gmail.com"><span><span>balmukundbpb@gmail.com</span></span></a> <span>) </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/02/08/to-all-respected-bloggers-and-concerned-5528465/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/17/smile-can-i-say-5392098/"><default:title>Smile, can I say</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/17/smile-can-i-say-5392098/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-01-17T08:10:55+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smile, do smile&lt;br&gt;it is so pleasing&lt;br&gt;to see you smile&lt;br&gt;heart pounds when you release your lips&lt;br&gt;as you touch my hand&lt;br&gt;mind senses your love&lt;br&gt;smile, do smile&lt;br&gt;it makes me smile&lt;br&gt;i forget what I am&lt;br&gt;i do feel not my breathe&lt;br&gt;i just see you&lt;br&gt;only you as a reflection&lt;br&gt;an emblem of perfection;&lt;br&gt;Never do I want you to be in pain&lt;br&gt;it hurts to break the promises&lt;br&gt;it hurts to get hurt&lt;br&gt;smile, do smile&lt;br&gt;i always want to do good to you&lt;br&gt;i wish for your well-being&lt;br&gt;i always wish you with my best-wishes&lt;br&gt;have I broken your trust&lt;br&gt;have I been so rude&lt;br&gt;have I uttered the unwanted&lt;br&gt;have I put you in peril;&lt;br&gt;Never do I want you to be in pain&lt;br&gt;yes, it hurts to break the promises&lt;br&gt;it hurts to get hurt&lt;br&gt;smile, do smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bpb2009Imagine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/17/smile-can-i-say-5392098/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><span>Smile, do smile<br>it is so pleasing<br>to see you smile<br>heart pounds when you release your lips<br>as you touch my hand<br>mind senses your love<br>smile, do smile<br>it makes me smile<br>i forget what I am<br>i do feel not my breathe<br>i just see you<br>only you as a reflection<br>an emblem of perfection;<br>Never do I want you to be in pain<br>it hurts to break the promises<br>it hurts to get hurt<br>smile, do smile<br>i always want to do good to you<br>i wish for your well-being<br>i always wish you with my best-wishes<br>have I broken your trust<br>have I been so rude<br>have I uttered the unwanted<br>have I put you in peril;<br>Never do I want you to be in pain<br>yes, it hurts to break the promises<br>it hurts to get hurt<br>smile, do smile!</span></strong></p>
	<p><span><span><strong><em>a bpb2009Imagine!</em></strong></span></span></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/17/smile-can-i-say-5392098/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/12/unwanted-please-do-not-read-5363007/"><default:title>Unwanted, please do not read!!</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/12/unwanted-please-do-not-read-5363007/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-01-12T08:55:25+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;I want to hit hard the cue ball &lt;br&gt;at the snooker match&lt;br&gt;Seven, the next&lt;br&gt;will just pop out of the board&lt;br&gt;I want to put ablaze the vehicles&lt;br&gt;first puncturing their tyres&lt;br&gt;and taking them out&lt;br&gt;I'll make a bonfire&lt;br&gt;secondly I'll smash the rear, back and windscreen&lt;br&gt;I want to hurl a stone in the sky&lt;br&gt;and widen the ozone hole&lt;br&gt;I be the cause of global warming&lt;br&gt;I'll tie these greenhouse gases&lt;br&gt;and release them like tap water &lt;br&gt;(they'll be under my control)&lt;br&gt;I want to blast a bomb upon Mars&lt;br&gt;(Hurrah! I'll be the first to do so)&lt;br&gt;and bring out the water from its core&lt;br&gt;I want to put poverty in a single human&lt;br&gt;(Ah! I want to change this)&lt;br&gt;I want to put poverty in a single tree &lt;br&gt;I'll cut it so cruelly&lt;br&gt;I'll make it forget that it existed as a tree&lt;br&gt;I want to live, being a human&lt;br&gt;I want a death worth living!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a bpb2009 Imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/12/unwanted-please-do-not-read-5363007/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><span>I want to hit hard the cue ball <br>at the snooker match<br>Seven, the next<br>will just pop out of the board<br>I want to put ablaze the vehicles<br>first puncturing their tyres<br>and taking them out<br>I'll make a bonfire<br>secondly I'll smash the rear, back and windscreen<br>I want to hurl a stone in the sky<br>and widen the ozone hole<br>I be the cause of global warming<br>I'll tie these greenhouse gases<br>and release them like tap water <br>(they'll be under my control)<br>I want to blast a bomb upon Mars<br>(Hurrah! I'll be the first to do so)<br>and bring out the water from its core<br>I want to put poverty in a single human<br>(Ah! I want to change this)<br>I want to put poverty in a single tree <br>I'll cut it so cruelly<br>I'll make it forget that it existed as a tree<br>I want to live, being a human<br>I want a death worth living!</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span><span>a bpb2009 Imagine.</span></span></strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/12/unwanted-please-do-not-read-5363007/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/08/begin-to-hate-me-5340988/"><default:title>Begin to hate me</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/08/begin-to-hate-me-5340988/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-01-08T07:27:54+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do I need to be loved&lt;br&gt;why should I be&lt;br&gt;one who is the cause of your grief&lt;br&gt;i'm the one who drowns you in tears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don't deserve to be yours&lt;br&gt;please, for God's sake&lt;br&gt;begin to hate me&lt;br&gt;think that you never me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;I can't see you cry&lt;br&gt;neither can I hang myself and die&lt;br&gt;The only thing you were given was hurt&lt;br&gt;the thing that you gave me was your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Begin to hate me&lt;br&gt;think that I was never around&lt;br&gt;please, curse me with you sorows&lt;br&gt;that I die each and every second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Why did you ever meet me&lt;br&gt;why did you ever love me&lt;br&gt;why did you ever become mine&lt;br&gt;please, please begin to hate me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a bpbImagine 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/08/begin-to-hate-me-5340988/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><span>Do I need to be loved<br>why should I be<br>one who is the cause of your grief<br>i'm the one who drowns you in tears!</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>I don't deserve to be yours<br>please, for God's sake<br>begin to hate me<br>think that you never me.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>I can't see you cry<br>neither can I hang myself and die<br>The only thing you were given was hurt<br>the thing that you gave me was your heart.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>Begin to hate me<br>think that I was never around<br>please, curse me with you sorows<br>that I die each and every second.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>Why did you ever meet me<br>why did you ever love me<br>why did you ever become mine<br>please, please begin to hate me!</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span><span>a bpbImagine 2009!</span></span></strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/08/begin-to-hate-me-5340988/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/07/place-me-a-call-5335641/"><default:title>Place me a call</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/07/place-me-a-call-5335641/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-01-07T06:27:32+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where are you&lt;br&gt;it has been quite long&lt;br&gt;your last letter is in my wardrobe&lt;br&gt;I haven't read it twice&lt;br&gt;I want to hear your voice&lt;br&gt;I want to feel your voice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;One thing and that's all&lt;br&gt;please place me a call&lt;br&gt;I want my mobile to ring&lt;br&gt;Trrring! Trring! Tring!&lt;br&gt;your heart is about to sing&lt;br&gt;you are going to fly with wings&lt;br&gt;hope you still remember my number&lt;br&gt;still greet with love in your slumber&lt;br&gt;I'd always wanted to meet you&lt;br&gt;watch a movie sitting besides you&lt;br&gt;play with snowballs out in the cold&lt;br&gt;young for love, even being old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;You'd wanted a reply&lt;br&gt;you'd desired to see my image&lt;br&gt;I've always found you in words&lt;br&gt;and wish I'll never see you&lt;br&gt;there's one thing and that's all&lt;br&gt;please! place me a call!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a bpb2009 Imagine series!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/07/place-me-a-call-5335641/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><span>Where are you<br>it has been quite long<br>your last letter is in my wardrobe<br>I haven't read it twice<br>I want to hear your voice<br>I want to feel your voice!</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>One thing and that's all<br>please place me a call<br>I want my mobile to ring<br>Trrring! Trring! Tring!<br>your heart is about to sing<br>you are going to fly with wings<br>hope you still remember my number<br>still greet with love in your slumber<br>I'd always wanted to meet you<br>watch a movie sitting besides you<br>play with snowballs out in the cold<br>young for love, even being old.</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><span>You'd wanted a reply<br>you'd desired to see my image<br>I've always found you in words<br>and wish I'll never see you<br>there's one thing and that's all<br>please! place me a call!</span></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em><span><span>a bpb2009 Imagine series!!!</span></span></em></strong></p>
	<p> </p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/07/place-me-a-call-5335641/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/03/from-the-deepest-of-sleep-5314942/"><default:title>From- the deepest of sleep</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/03/from-the-deepest-of-sleep-5314942/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-01-03T07:50:09+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went to the garden&lt;br&gt;
of roses and lilies&lt;br&gt;
to meet you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A rose with white petals&lt;br&gt;
was urging me&lt;br&gt;
to pluck itself.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It wanted to adorn your hair&lt;br&gt;
among the dense, black threads&lt;br&gt;
wanted it to turn out a diamond.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I didn't displace it&lt;br&gt;
as I saw you&lt;br&gt;
with someone else.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The being was staring at you&lt;br&gt;
sudenly he cut out his wrist&lt;br&gt;
a red rose rushed out of his blood.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You looked at me&lt;br&gt;
and my companion- the white rose&lt;br&gt;
i turned back, i forgot which rose did you choose!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bpb Imagine 2009!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/03/from-the-deepest-of-sleep-5314942/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong>I went to the garden<br>
of roses and lilies<br>
to meet you.</p>
	<p>A rose with white petals<br>
was urging me<br>
to pluck itself.</p>
	<p>It wanted to adorn your hair<br>
among the dense, black threads<br>
wanted it to turn out a diamond.</p>
	<p>I didn't displace it<br>
as I saw you<br>
with someone else.</p>
	<p>The being was staring at you<br>
sudenly he cut out his wrist<br>
a red rose rushed out of his blood.</p>
	<p>You looked at me<br>
and my companion- the white rose<br>
i turned back, i forgot which rose did you choose!</strong></p>
	<p><u><strong><em>a bpb Imagine 2009!</em></strong></u>
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2009/01/03/from-the-deepest-of-sleep-5314942/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/30/bpbpersonals-wishes-u-all-a-very-happy-new-year-5296467/"><default:title>bpbpersonals wishes u all a very HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/30/bpbpersonals-wishes-u-all-a-very-happy-new-year-5296467/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-12-30T06:30:59+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphicsnow.com/" title="Orkut and MySpace Glitter Graphics"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll149/glittergn/happy%20new%20year%202009/26.gif" border="0" alt="Glitter Graphics"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/happy-new-year/"&gt;Happy New Year Glitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/30/bpbpersonals-wishes-u-all-a-very-happy-new-year-5296467/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://www.glittergraphicsnow.com/" title="Orkut and MySpace Glitter Graphics"> <img src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll149/glittergn/happy%20new%20year%202009/26.gif" border="0" alt="Glitter Graphics"></a></p>
	<p> <a href="http://www.bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/happy-new-year/">Happy New Year Glitter</a></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/30/bpbpersonals-wishes-u-all-a-very-happy-new-year-5296467/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/23/for-you-5262732/"><default:title>For You</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/23/for-you-5262732/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-12-23T07:09:01+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime I see your eyes&lt;br&gt;it seems as if&lt;br&gt;I'm watching tides&lt;br&gt;tides of my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime I kiss your lips&lt;br&gt;it seems as if&lt;br&gt;I'm kissing tides&lt;br&gt;tides of my love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am destined to die&lt;br&gt;for your love&lt;br&gt;in your love&lt;br&gt;with your love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime I touch you&lt;br&gt;it seems as if&lt;br&gt;I'm burning the tides&lt;br&gt;the tides of our separation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime we make love&lt;br&gt;it seems as if&lt;br&gt;I'm spreading my hands&lt;br&gt;to make you mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm destined to die&lt;br&gt;for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've always loved you so much&lt;br&gt;hallucination is your one touch&lt;br&gt;i may have hurt you at times&lt;br&gt;i adore you more and more everyday&lt;br&gt;and this's how our love rhymes&lt;br&gt;you are the only one for me&lt;br&gt;and even if I die&lt;br&gt;i'll always be in you&lt;br&gt;with you&lt;br&gt;for you&lt;br&gt;you are my beauty&lt;br&gt;you are my angel&lt;br&gt;you are my destiny&lt;br&gt;you are my time&lt;br&gt;you,&lt;br&gt;you are just mine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime I write for you&lt;br&gt;multiplies my love for you&lt;br&gt;and it seems as if&lt;br&gt;I'm destined to describe your immense love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day I saw you&lt;br&gt;the day I met you&lt;br&gt;the day we became one&lt;br&gt;all these things matter&lt;br&gt;but the thing that matters me the most&lt;br&gt;is YOU, my love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a bpbLOVE initiative.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/saddrunk.gif" alt="" width="38" height="28"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/23/for-you-5262732/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong>Everytime I see your eyes<br>it seems as if<br>I'm watching tides<br>tides of my heart.</strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><strong>Everytime I kiss your lips<br>it seems as if<br>I'm kissing tides<br>tides of my love.</strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><strong>I am destined to die<br>for your love<br>in your love<br>with your love.</strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><strong>Everytime I touch you<br>it seems as if<br>I'm burning the tides<br>the tides of our separation.</strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><strong>Everytime we make love<br>it seems as if<br>I'm spreading my hands<br>to make you mine.</strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><strong>I'm destined to die<br>for you.</strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><strong>I've always loved you so much<br>hallucination is your one touch<br>i may have hurt you at times<br>i adore you more and more everyday<br>and this's how our love rhymes<br>you are the only one for me<br>and even if I die<br>i'll always be in you<br>with you<br>for you<br>you are my beauty<br>you are my angel<br>you are my destiny<br>you are my time<br>you,<br>you are just mine!</strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><strong>Everytime I write for you<br>multiplies my love for you<br>and it seems as if<br>I'm destined to describe your immense love.</strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><strong>The day I saw you<br>the day I met you<br>the day we became one<br>all these things matter<br>but the thing that matters me the most<br>is YOU, my love!</strong></p>
	<p> </p>
	<p><em><span><strong>a bpbLOVE initiative.</strong></span></em> <img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/saddrunk.gif" alt="" width="38" height="28"></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/23/for-you-5262732/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/05/the-killer-5165873/"><default:title>The Killer</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/05/the-killer-5165873/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-12-05T08:14:09+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A hut upon a solitary hill&lt;br&gt;a girl of nineteen&lt;br&gt;lights a candle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A pond near the hut&lt;br&gt;the candle&lt;br&gt;extinguishes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A fish of the pond&lt;br&gt;touches&lt;br&gt;the extinguished candle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A fried fish&lt;br&gt;is swallowed&lt;br&gt;in candle-lit dinner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A hut upon a haunted hill&lt;br&gt;a girl of nineteen&lt;br&gt;a boy of nineteen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A dinner at the haunted hill&lt;br&gt;the boy swallows the fried fish&lt;br&gt;the candle gets extinguished.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys30.gif" alt="" width="54" height="49"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/05/the-killer-5165873/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><em><strong>A hut upon a solitary hill<br>a girl of nineteen<br>lights a candle.</strong></em></p>
	<p><em><strong>A pond near the hut<br>the candle<br>extinguishes.</strong></em></p>
	<p><em><strong>A fish of the pond<br>touches<br>the extinguished candle.</strong></em></p>
	<p><em><strong>A fried fish<br>is swallowed<br>in candle-lit dinner.</strong></em></p>
	<p><em><strong>A hut upon a haunted hill<br>a girl of nineteen<br>a boy of nineteen.</strong></em></p>
	<p><em><strong>A dinner at the haunted hill<br>the boy swallows the fried fish<br>the candle gets extinguished.</strong></em></p>
	<p><strong><em><br><span><span>a bpbKaffinity prayas.<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys30.gif" alt="" width="54" height="49"></span></span></em><br></strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/12/05/the-killer-5165873/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/26/the-living-dreams-5109371/"><default:title>The Living Dreams</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/26/the-living-dreams-5109371/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-11-26T06:43:39+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;She came&lt;br&gt;amidst deep darkness&lt;br&gt;and infinite peace&lt;br&gt;with her shadow&lt;br&gt;with her fragrance&lt;br&gt;with her brightness&lt;br&gt;and spreaded her dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Her face&lt;br&gt;being stared at by the moon&lt;br&gt;and stars twinkling just for her&lt;br&gt;her face glowed&lt;br&gt;her face shined&lt;br&gt;more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Disappearing in her&lt;br&gt;and touching her&lt;br&gt;made me realize&lt;br&gt;that night had grown&lt;br&gt;and&lt;br&gt;somebody was waiting for me&lt;br&gt;but her love&lt;br&gt;didn't let me go&lt;br&gt;because she came&lt;br&gt;and spreaded her dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a bpbKaffinity prayas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt="" width="133" height="78"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/26/the-living-dreams-5109371/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><span><span><span><strong><span><span><em><span>She came<br>amidst deep darkness<br>and infinite peace<br>with her shadow<br>with her fragrance<br>with her brightness<br>and spreaded her dreams.</span></em></span></span></strong></span></span></span></p>
	<p><span><span><span><strong><span><span><em><span>Her face<br>being stared at by the moon<br>and stars twinkling just for her<br>her face glowed<br>her face shined<br>more than ever.</span></em></span></span></strong></span></span></span></p>
	<p><span><span><span><strong><span><span><em><span>Disappearing in her<br>and touching her<br>made me realize<br>that night had grown<br>and<br>somebody was waiting for me<br>but her love<br>didn't let me go<br>because she came<br>and spreaded her dreams.</span></em></span></span></strong></span></span></span></p>
	<p><span><strong><span><span><span><span>a bpbKaffinity prayas</span><em>.<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt="" width="133" height="78"></em></span></span></span></strong></span></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/26/the-living-dreams-5109371/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/17/the-aliens-5050191/"><default:title>The Aliens</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/17/the-aliens-5050191/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-11-17T10:10:28+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The World&lt;br&gt;where we've been living till now&lt;br&gt;is about to go&lt;br&gt;( Rescue! Rescue! )&lt;br&gt;   We don't need it,&lt;br&gt;   We are Aliens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The God&lt;br&gt;whom we're praying till now&lt;br&gt;is about to die&lt;br&gt;( Let it die!, Let it die! )&lt;br&gt;   We don't need it,&lt;br&gt;   We are Aliens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Things&lt;br&gt;that you loved the most&lt;br&gt;are about to vanish&lt;br&gt;( See them for the last time, Just last time! )&lt;br&gt;   We don't need them,&lt;br&gt;   We are Aliens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sun&lt;br&gt;that provided you with warmth&lt;br&gt;is about to be a Red Giant&lt;br&gt;( Take the heat, for one last time! )&lt;br&gt;   We don't need it,&lt;br&gt;   We are Aliens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Nature&lt;br&gt;with whom you played so long&lt;br&gt;won't be here from this day on&lt;br&gt;( Exploit her, just Today! )&lt;br&gt;   We don't need her&lt;br&gt;   We are Aliens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Human&lt;br&gt;that controlled this world&lt;br&gt;that loved their things&lt;br&gt;that exploited the nature&lt;br&gt;are no more.&lt;br&gt;   We don't care,&lt;br&gt;   We are Aliens.&lt;br&gt;   We don't care,&lt;br&gt;   We are Aliens.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;a 2008bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/17/the-aliens-5050191/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><em>The World<br>where we've been living till now<br>is about to go<br>( Rescue! Rescue! )<br>   We don't need it,<br>   We are Aliens.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>The God<br>whom we're praying till now<br>is about to die<br>( Let it die!, Let it die! )<br>   We don't need it,<br>   We are Aliens.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>The Things<br>that you loved the most<br>are about to vanish<br>( See them for the last time, Just last time! )<br>   We don't need them,<br>   We are Aliens.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>The Sun<br>that provided you with warmth<br>is about to be a Red Giant<br>( Take the heat, for one last time! )<br>   We don't need it,<br>   We are Aliens.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>The Nature<br>with whom you played so long<br>won't be here from this day on<br>( Exploit her, just Today! )<br>   We don't need her<br>   We are Aliens.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>The Human<br>that controlled this world<br>that loved their things<br>that exploited the nature<br>are no more.<br>   We don't care,<br>   We are Aliens.<br>   We don't care,<br>   We are Aliens.<br> <br><span>a 2008bpbKaffinity prayas.<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""></span></em></strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/17/the-aliens-5050191/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/15/the-green-dreamer-5038832/"><default:title>The Green Dreamer</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/15/the-green-dreamer-5038832/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-11-15T11:17:14+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I a dreamer&lt;br&gt;
who is dreaming a land&lt;br&gt;
where there's no collision!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Upon our mother earth&lt;br&gt;
in entire land and water&lt;br&gt;
in atmosphere and space.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No betray&lt;br&gt;
no selfishness&lt;br&gt;
no hatred.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No time at all&lt;br&gt;
to build the weapons&lt;br&gt;
to pull the triggers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No one bathing with blood&lt;br&gt;
no wars&lt;br&gt;
no breaching of religious norms.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Is there such a land&lt;br&gt;
where we breathe&lt;br&gt;
and let our future breathe the purest of air.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No use of plastics&lt;br&gt;
no haphazard waste disposal&lt;br&gt;
no pollution from our side.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No time to talk&lt;br&gt;
no time to waste&lt;br&gt;
no one unemployed.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No poverty&lt;br&gt;
no suffering&lt;br&gt;
no dependence.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No children unattending schools&lt;br&gt;
no parents desiring more children&lt;br&gt;
no scarcity of the dearest trees.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Are all these dreams?&lt;br&gt;
they say some dreams are never met&lt;br&gt;
and some are meant to be met!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/15/the-green-dreamer-5038832/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><em><strong>Am I a dreamer<br>
who is dreaming a land<br>
where there's no collision!</p>
	<p>Upon our mother earth<br>
in entire land and water<br>
in atmosphere and space.</p>
	<p>No betray<br>
no selfishness<br>
no hatred.</p>
	<p>No time at all<br>
to build the weapons<br>
to pull the triggers.</p>
	<p>No one bathing with blood<br>
no wars<br>
no breaching of religious norms.</p>
	<p>Is there such a land<br>
where we breathe<br>
and let our future breathe the purest of air.</p>
	<p>No use of plastics<br>
no haphazard waste disposal<br>
no pollution from our side.</p>
	<p>No time to talk<br>
no time to waste<br>
no one unemployed.</p>
	<p>No poverty<br>
no suffering<br>
no dependence.</p>
	<p>No children unattending schools<br>
no parents desiring more children<br>
no scarcity of the dearest trees.</p>
	<p>Are all these dreams?<br>
they say some dreams are never met<br>
and some are meant to be met!</strong></em></p>
	<p><em><u><strong>a bpbKaffinity prayas.</strong></u></em></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/11/15/the-green-dreamer-5038832/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/29/martha-ii-4948473/"><default:title>Martha-II</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/29/martha-ii-4948473/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-29T06:54:18+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She says that&lt;br&gt;she loves him a lot&lt;br&gt;that she has realized her mistake&lt;br&gt;he needs to forgive her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He just owes due respect&lt;br&gt;and alienates her from himself&lt;br&gt;tells her to go to the material world &lt;br&gt;and settle herself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She tries a lot&lt;br&gt;to gain his confidence&lt;br&gt;but he has turned a different being&lt;br&gt;that knows to be a mother's lovely child.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She abandons&lt;br&gt;and till that time&lt;br&gt;the old bitch that guarded that settlement&lt;br&gt;has been killed by human.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She goes away&lt;br&gt;and there was no purpose of staying&lt;br&gt;he and his disciples set out to the Himalayas&lt;br&gt;never to return.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She is formless&lt;br&gt;she is shapeless&lt;br&gt;she is structureless&lt;br&gt;she is the creator."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;a bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/29/martha-ii-4948473/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><em>She says that<br>she loves him a lot<br>that she has realized her mistake<br>he needs to forgive her.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>He just owes due respect<br>and alienates her from himself<br>tells her to go to the material world <br>and settle herself.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>She tries a lot<br>to gain his confidence<br>but he has turned a different being<br>that knows to be a mother's lovely child.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>She abandons<br>and till that time<br>the old bitch that guarded that settlement<br>has been killed by human.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>She goes away<br>and there was no purpose of staying<br>he and his disciples set out to the Himalayas<br>never to return.</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em>"She is formless<br>she is shapeless<br>she is structureless<br>she is the creator."</em></strong></p>
	<p><strong><em><span>a bpbKaffinity prayas.<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""></span></em></strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/29/martha-ii-4948473/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/25/martha-4927763/"><default:title>Martha</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/25/martha-4927763/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-25T08:09:42+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being an atheist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was worshipping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;up in the Himalayas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Martha &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but he won&amp;rsquo;t tell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;why was he doing so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he has built a settlement&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where an old bitch lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and searching are his disciples&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;existence of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who are hungry for knowledge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and are leaping towards the materialistic world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;giving an exam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And one fine day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Martha arrives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lives in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and surrounds their settlement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She is the mother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And &amp;lsquo;guru&amp;rsquo; is the lover Prashant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whom she couldn&amp;rsquo;t understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when she did&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;she had turned a &amp;lsquo;pagoda&amp;rsquo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whom they pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and offer a heartily respect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And one day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Martha goes away telling no one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;search of worldly love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and Prashant paves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the way to Himalayas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some say-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he and his disciples&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;committed mass suicide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the old bitch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;barks continuously&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the souls of the dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;revolve in and around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the settlement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;a bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/25/martha-4927763/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>Being an atheist</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>he was worshipping</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>up in the Himalayas.</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em> </em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>For Martha </em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>but he won&rsquo;t tell</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>why was he doing so</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>he has built a settlement</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>where an old bitch lives</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>and searching are his disciples</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>existence of God</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>who are hungry for knowledge</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>and are leaping towards the materialistic world</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>giving an exam.</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em> </em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>And one fine day</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>Martha arrives</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>lives in</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>and surrounds their settlement.</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em> </em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>She is the mother</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>And &lsquo;guru&rsquo; is the lover Prashant</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>whom she couldn&rsquo;t understand</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>and when she did</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>she had turned a &lsquo;pagoda&rsquo;</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>whom they pray</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>and offer a heartily respect.</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em> </em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>And one day</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>Martha goes away telling no one</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>in <span> </span>search of worldly love</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>and Prashant paves</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>the way to Himalayas.</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em> </em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>Some say-</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>he and his disciples</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>committed mass suicide</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>and say</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>the old bitch</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>barks continuously</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>and the souls of the dead</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>revolve in and around</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em>the settlement.</em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span><strong><em><span>a bpbKaffinity prayas.<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""></span></em></strong></span></p>
	<p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/25/martha-4927763/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/21/spiders-creeping-by-4905871/"><default:title>Spiders creeping by</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/21/spiders-creeping-by-4905871/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-21T10:21:21+02:00</dc:date><default:description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dense forest&lt;br&gt;observes its play&lt;br&gt;it swings through the web&lt;br&gt;traps small creatures&lt;br&gt;and squeezes them to death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never does it spare&lt;br&gt;its enemies&lt;br&gt;and the sting&lt;br&gt;takes its prey&lt;br&gt;to the world of venom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their webs&lt;br&gt;make a house haunted&lt;br&gt;(probably the souls&lt;br&gt;rest there&lt;br&gt;after haunting many a number of people.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever seen their dance&lt;br&gt;have you ever learnt their voice&lt;br&gt;they are part of our ecosystem&lt;br&gt;they are our friends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;a bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/21/spiders-creeping-by-4905871/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[<p><strong><em>The dense forest<br>observes its play<br>it swings through the web<br>traps small creatures<br>and squeezes them to death.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Never does it spare<br>its enemies<br>and the sting<br>takes its prey<br>to the world of venom.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Their webs<br>make a house haunted<br>(probably the souls<br>rest there<br>after haunting many a number of people.)</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Have you ever seen their dance<br>have you ever learnt their voice<br>they are part of our ecosystem<br>they are our friends!</em></strong></p>
<p><br><strong><em><span>a bpbKaffinity prayas.<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""></span></em></strong></p><p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/21/spiders-creeping-by-4905871/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/18/that-young-birdie-4889226/"><default:title>That Young Birdie</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/18/that-young-birdie-4889226/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-18T07:59:31+02:00</dc:date><default:description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tree&lt;br&gt;is an eye-witness&lt;br&gt;of that pious relation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two ways&lt;br&gt;but&lt;br&gt;one destination.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two bodies&lt;br&gt;but &lt;br&gt;one soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those two creatures&lt;br&gt;were completed&lt;br&gt;with incompleteness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their footsteps&lt;br&gt;that scaled gorges and the terrain&lt;br&gt;halted at once&lt;br&gt;as if&lt;br&gt;a big wall&lt;br&gt;was obstructing their way&lt;br&gt;and demon turned world&lt;br&gt;was seizing their posessions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The boat they were riding&lt;br&gt;moved here and there&lt;br&gt;with the sea waves&lt;br&gt;tthe feet and the hand&lt;br&gt;that desired the supremacy&lt;br&gt;jumped&lt;br&gt;cried&lt;br&gt;and pleaded&lt;br&gt;for the protection of life&lt;br&gt;for the conservation of love&lt;br&gt;but the demon&lt;br&gt;turned a deaf ear&lt;br&gt;(surely was a deaf!)&lt;br&gt;and didn't speak&lt;br&gt;didn't think&lt;br&gt;and invited destruction&lt;br&gt;by doing nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where shall that &lt;br&gt;young birdie go&lt;br&gt;it has no wings to fly&lt;br&gt;it has no food to eat&lt;br&gt;and there's nobody along&lt;br&gt;but&lt;br&gt;even in the ashes&lt;br&gt;fire is prevalent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#13;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a bpbKafinity prayas.&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/18/that-young-birdie-4889226/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[<p><strong><em>A tree<br>is an eye-witness<br>of that pious relation.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Two ways<br>but<br>one destination.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Two bodies<br>but <br>one soul.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Those two creatures<br>were completed<br>with incompleteness.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Their footsteps<br>that scaled gorges and the terrain<br>halted at once<br>as if<br>a big wall<br>was obstructing their way<br>and demon turned world<br>was seizing their posessions.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>The boat they were riding<br>moved here and there<br>with the sea waves<br>tthe feet and the hand<br>that desired the supremacy<br>jumped<br>cried<br>and pleaded<br>for the protection of life<br>for the conservation of love<br>but the demon<br>turned a deaf ear<br>(surely was a deaf!)<br>and didn't speak<br>didn't think<br>and invited destruction<br>by doing nothing.</em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>Where shall that <br>young birdie go<br>it has no wings to fly<br>it has no food to eat<br>and there's nobody along<br>but<br>even in the ashes<br>fire is prevalent.</em></strong></p>
<p><br><span><strong>a bpbKafinity prayas.<img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/smileys60.gif" alt=""></strong></span></p><p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/18/that-young-birdie-4889226/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/12/unspoken-words-4857521/"><default:title>Unspoken Words</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/12/unspoken-words-4857521/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-12T07:36:32+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some words don't change&lt;br&gt;
in this conservative world.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Those words&lt;br&gt;
exhibit&lt;br&gt;
hatred&lt;br&gt;
sympathy&lt;br&gt;
love, and&lt;br&gt;
anger.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Upon the bouquet&lt;br&gt;
marked are the words&lt;br&gt;
and they disappear&lt;br&gt;
along with the winter&lt;br&gt;
as if&lt;br&gt;
somebody kept 'camphor'&lt;br&gt;
in mouth&lt;br&gt;
instead of the tongue.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Words begin to fly&lt;br&gt;
and do a dance&lt;br&gt;
they search the speaker&lt;br&gt;
but, perhaps&lt;br&gt;
it was a voice from infinite sky&lt;br&gt;
or a thunder&lt;br&gt;
that was hurling&lt;br&gt;
unclear word arrows&lt;br&gt;
on the earth.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Words begin to cry&lt;br&gt;
with the descend of rainy days&lt;br&gt;
perhaps!&lt;br&gt;
to forget the scorching heat&lt;br&gt;
of the summer.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Watching the quarrel&lt;br&gt;
of words&lt;br&gt;
in the spring&lt;br&gt;
resembled the return&lt;br&gt;
of nature's creator&lt;br&gt;
back to the Lord's asylum.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Why don't these words&lt;br&gt;
reach others' ears&lt;br&gt;
else&lt;br&gt;
that speech was never spoken&lt;br&gt;
that was 'silencer' fitted bullet&lt;br&gt;
that was the strike in the steel plates&lt;br&gt;
when clouds cried&lt;br&gt;
or&lt;br&gt;
that was the 'gas chamber' used by Hitler.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Those words&lt;br&gt;
those sentences&lt;br&gt;
might not have been spoken&lt;br&gt;
and if they had&lt;br&gt;
they should have been heard&lt;br&gt;
they should have been understood&lt;br&gt;
they should have been counted on&lt;br&gt;
but the voice&lt;br&gt;
is still&lt;br&gt;
diminished&lt;br&gt;
and unheard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a 2008 bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/12/unspoken-words-4857521/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><em>Some words don't change<br>
in this conservative world.</p>
	<p>Those words<br>
exhibit<br>
hatred<br>
sympathy<br>
love, and<br>
anger.</p>
	<p>Upon the bouquet<br>
marked are the words<br>
and they disappear<br>
along with the winter<br>
as if<br>
somebody kept 'camphor'<br>
in mouth<br>
instead of the tongue.</p>
	<p>Words begin to fly<br>
and do a dance<br>
they search the speaker<br>
but, perhaps<br>
it was a voice from infinite sky<br>
or a thunder<br>
that was hurling<br>
unclear word arrows<br>
on the earth.</p>
	<p>Words begin to cry<br>
with the descend of rainy days<br>
perhaps!<br>
to forget the scorching heat<br>
of the summer.</p>
	<p>Watching the quarrel<br>
of words<br>
in the spring<br>
resembled the return<br>
of nature's creator<br>
back to the Lord's asylum.</p>
	<p>Why don't these words<br>
reach others' ears<br>
else<br>
that speech was never spoken<br>
that was 'silencer' fitted bullet<br>
that was the strike in the steel plates<br>
when clouds cried<br>
or<br>
that was the 'gas chamber' used by Hitler.</p>
	<p>Those words<br>
those sentences<br>
might not have been spoken<br>
and if they had<br>
they should have been heard<br>
they should have been understood<br>
they should have been counted on<br>
but the voice<br>
is still<br>
diminished<br>
and unheard.</em></strong></p>
	<p><u><strong><em>a 2008 bpbKaffinity prayas.</em></strong></u>
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/12/unspoken-words-4857521/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/10/it-s-about-to-rain-4848064/"><default:title>It's About to Rain</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/10/it-s-about-to-rain-4848064/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-10T06:17:10+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May have&lt;br&gt;
a devotee&lt;br&gt;
asked for rain&lt;br&gt;
suddenly&lt;br&gt;
began the downpour&lt;br&gt;
mind turned dilemmatic&lt;br&gt;
today-&lt;br&gt;
the wind will blow faster than ever&lt;br&gt;
or a tempest will arrive&lt;br&gt;
else&lt;br&gt;
any huge&lt;br&gt;
catastrophe will occur.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Spoken words&lt;br&gt;
are like splashed water&lt;br&gt;
and short messages&lt;br&gt;
reach to our heart&lt;br&gt;
as if&lt;br&gt;
nettle thorns&lt;br&gt;
are inserted into our skin&lt;br&gt;
and teasing&lt;br&gt;
human tolerance.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This rain&lt;br&gt;
might bring&lt;br&gt;
a joyous new morning&lt;br&gt;
or may shower&lt;br&gt;
the concentrated nitric acid.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Clouds&lt;br&gt;
neither black nor white&lt;br&gt;
not even brown&lt;br&gt;
the drops coming from&lt;br&gt;
colorless clouds&lt;br&gt;
show her image&lt;br&gt;
her lovely face&lt;br&gt;
deep eyes&lt;br&gt;
with a splash&lt;br&gt;
of her sweet voice.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hope that she'll come&lt;br&gt;
and spread&lt;br&gt;
her beauty&lt;br&gt;
and tell me the reason why&lt;br&gt;
the clouds are sobbing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Her laughter&lt;br&gt;
will pacify&lt;br&gt;
the pace of water&lt;br&gt;
and the devotee's praying&lt;br&gt;
will be justifiable&lt;br&gt;
beacause&lt;br&gt;
entire universe is&lt;br&gt;
upon her lips.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;a 2008 bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/10/it-s-about-to-rain-4848064/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><em><strong>May have<br>
a devotee<br>
asked for rain<br>
suddenly<br>
began the downpour<br>
mind turned dilemmatic<br>
today-<br>
the wind will blow faster than ever<br>
or a tempest will arrive<br>
else<br>
any huge<br>
catastrophe will occur.</p>
	<p>Spoken words<br>
are like splashed water<br>
and short messages<br>
reach to our heart<br>
as if<br>
nettle thorns<br>
are inserted into our skin<br>
and teasing<br>
human tolerance.</p>
	<p>This rain<br>
might bring<br>
a joyous new morning<br>
or may shower<br>
the concentrated nitric acid.</p>
	<p>Clouds<br>
neither black nor white<br>
not even brown<br>
the drops coming from<br>
colorless clouds<br>
show her image<br>
her lovely face<br>
deep eyes<br>
with a splash<br>
of her sweet voice.</p>
	<p>Hope that she'll come<br>
and spread<br>
her beauty<br>
and tell me the reason why<br>
the clouds are sobbing.</p>
	<p>Her laughter<br>
will pacify<br>
the pace of water<br>
and the devotee's praying<br>
will be justifiable<br>
beacause<br>
entire universe is<br>
upon her lips.</strong></em></p>
	<p><strong><u><em>a 2008 bpbKaffinity prayas.</em></u></strong></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/10/it-s-about-to-rain-4848064/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/07/m-spell-bound-4832128/"><default:title>'m Spell bound</default:title><default:link>http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/07/m-spell-bound-4832128/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-07T07:06:31+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walking with you in the mountain road&lt;br&gt;
the exchange of love between horizon clouds and the earth&lt;br&gt;
Nature!&lt;br&gt;
Mother of mine,&lt;br&gt;
I'm spell bound.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm spell bound&lt;br&gt;
and am hearing no sound&lt;br&gt;
I just see your majesty&lt;br&gt;
you're the Queen of Earth!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm gonna be snowblind&lt;br&gt;
and am gonna fly&lt;br&gt;
I won't care of the gravity&lt;br&gt;
of nothing that refuses our union.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How come you're so beautiful&lt;br&gt;
and at times you get so violent.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How come you manage everything&lt;br&gt;
yet remain innocent.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Spell bound I am&lt;br&gt;
Nature!&lt;br&gt;
Mother of mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
PS. HAPPY DASHAIN AND TIHAR 2065 to ALL !!!&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayyes.gif" alt=":yes:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/07/m-spell-bound-4832128/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><em><strong>Walking with you in the mountain road<br>
the exchange of love between horizon clouds and the earth<br>
Nature!<br>
Mother of mine,<br>
I'm spell bound.</p>
	<p>I'm spell bound<br>
and am hearing no sound<br>
I just see your majesty<br>
you're the Queen of Earth!</p>
	<p>I'm gonna be snowblind<br>
and am gonna fly<br>
I won't care of the gravity<br>
of nothing that refuses our union.</p>
	<p>How come you're so beautiful<br>
and at times you get so violent.</p>
	<p>How come you manage everything<br>
yet remain innocent.</p>
	<p>Spell bound I am<br>
Nature!<br>
Mother of mine.</strong></em></p>
	<p><u><strong><em>a bpbKaffinity prayas.</em></strong></u><br>
PS. HAPPY DASHAIN AND TIHAR 2065 to ALL !!!<img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/grayyes.gif" alt=":yes:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0">
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beneath the shade of tree&lt;br&gt;
has unloaded his labour.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Diminished is his vision&lt;br&gt;
replaces buffalo with a dog&lt;br&gt;
knowingly!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hides in the cave&lt;br&gt;
during the thunder&lt;br&gt;
quickly!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Cord was about to break&lt;br&gt;
perhaps! it'll break today&lt;br&gt;
due to the load.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Couldn't accomodate&lt;br&gt;
the worldy things&lt;br&gt;
tried to open, at least!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Slept for a while&lt;br&gt;
but slumber has forgotten&lt;br&gt;
to envelope his weary face.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Clash of glass and smoke&lt;br&gt;
scattered pieces of paper&lt;br&gt;
his fun-loving nature.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bank of the river&lt;br&gt;
his body&lt;br&gt;
devoid of motion.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Present to the vulture&lt;br&gt;
division of the carcass&lt;br&gt;
he disappeared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;a bpbKaffinity prayas.&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bpbpersonals.blog.co.uk/2008/10/03/the-one-4814215/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><strong><em>The dawn<br>
beneath the shade of tree<br>
has unloaded his labour.</p>
	<p>Diminished is his vision<br>
replaces buffalo with a dog<br>
knowingly!</p>
	<p>Hides in the cave<br>
during the thunder<br>
quickly!</p>
	<p>Cord was about to break<br>
perhaps! it'll break today<br>
due to the load.</p>
	<p>Couldn't accomodate<br>
the worldy things<br>
tried to open, at least!</p>
	<p>Slept for a while<br>
but slumber has forgotten<br>
to envelope his weary face.</p>
	<p>Clash of glass and smoke<br>
scattered pieces of paper<br>
his fun-loving nature.</p>
	<p>Bank of the river<br>
his body<br>
devoid of motion.</p>
	<p>Present to the vulture<br>
division of the carcass<br>
he disappeared.</em></strong></p>
	<p><em>a bpbKaffinity prayas.</em>
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