<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:24:14.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monet's corner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5031478848119258504</id><published>2011-07-22T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T06:47:21.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'> The Glorious one </title><content type='html'>Travel inside&lt;br /&gt;what is left behind&lt;br /&gt;stores  set aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry me away&lt;br /&gt;to the flary way&lt;br /&gt;stranded amid the deads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them dead feelings&lt;br /&gt;hollow  them ceilings&lt;br /&gt;wail of the whale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transcending  misses&lt;br /&gt;global  gemini&lt;br /&gt;ushering angels&lt;br /&gt;to its headless pin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5031478848119258504?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5031478848119258504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5031478848119258504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/07/glorious-one.html' title='&lt;center&gt; The Glorious one &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-1770007560045903087</id><published>2011-06-29T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T05:06:24.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because </title><content type='html'>Just because &lt;br /&gt;there is a sky &lt;br /&gt;that stars follow&lt;br /&gt;just because &lt;br /&gt;there is hope&lt;br /&gt;smiles  pretend &lt;br /&gt;looking for &lt;br /&gt;absent eyes &lt;br /&gt;that are gone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melodies tuned down &lt;br /&gt;pitching  the silence&lt;br /&gt;them far away echoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because &lt;br /&gt;the body is warm &lt;br /&gt;that life entertains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marching ahead &lt;br /&gt;facing the sun &lt;br /&gt;aimlessly waving &lt;br /&gt;enlessly wasting &lt;br /&gt;new dawns&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1770007560045903087?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1770007560045903087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1770007560045903087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-because.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Just Because &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8657538271307748754</id><published>2011-06-23T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:20:25.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'> amaze </title><content type='html'>while I tried&lt;br /&gt;still  looking for a reason &lt;br /&gt;to stay &lt;br /&gt;still looking for a meaning &lt;br /&gt;to give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I tried to march head up&lt;br /&gt;if I tried to stand up tall&lt;br /&gt;it is because I am no  white bull&lt;br /&gt;I am no white bull&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8657538271307748754?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8657538271307748754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8657538271307748754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/amaze.html' title='&lt;center&gt; amaze &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2699929791862175750</id><published>2011-06-21T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:57:37.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Tickled </title><content type='html'>in a dream &lt;br /&gt;stars showing the way &lt;br /&gt;to the first  time  &lt;br /&gt;our lips touching &lt;br /&gt;trembling desires &lt;br /&gt;captive whispers&lt;br /&gt;memories of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sending in all my love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2699929791862175750?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2699929791862175750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2699929791862175750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/06/tickled.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Tickled &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4545663910391210309</id><published>2011-05-13T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T17:11:45.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the void</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EawY0Y5RY4/Tc3IsrVa7PI/AAAAAAAAALc/gBOWnD14_vA/s1600/through_void.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EawY0Y5RY4/Tc3IsrVa7PI/AAAAAAAAALc/gBOWnD14_vA/s320/through_void.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606357781018504434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang a song &lt;br /&gt;thorns and throngs&lt;br /&gt;murmured &lt;br /&gt;into casting wings&lt;br /&gt;above &lt;br /&gt;the drumer's octave&lt;br /&gt;dreamers void&lt;br /&gt;preyed into love&lt;br /&gt;their way through&lt;br /&gt;down with the will&lt;br /&gt;strange totem erected &lt;br /&gt;another song &lt;br /&gt;wasted into deaf ears&lt;br /&gt;another bloom wasted&lt;br /&gt;in a desert land&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4545663910391210309?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4545663910391210309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4545663910391210309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/05/through-void.html' title='Through the void'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EawY0Y5RY4/Tc3IsrVa7PI/AAAAAAAAALc/gBOWnD14_vA/s72-c/through_void.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-3132294916076796857</id><published>2011-02-14T22:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:52:06.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Back To Me </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z1FiihEASjc/TVoijh65LxI/AAAAAAAAALM/QnQZBsmQRGM/s1600/Come_back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z1FiihEASjc/TVoijh65LxI/AAAAAAAAALM/QnQZBsmQRGM/s320/Come_back.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573805482620563218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not ready to watch you&lt;br /&gt;walk away from my heart&lt;br /&gt;if you do my love ... you know &lt;br /&gt;that I will just fall apart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you walked away &lt;br /&gt;the only consolation left behind &lt;br /&gt;is my lonely wet pillow &lt;br /&gt;the only friend I could find &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hurt over my crying soul&lt;br /&gt;is weighing it down to its wear &lt;br /&gt;my heart's whiffs making it so clear&lt;br /&gt;that I am longing to see you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to come back to me &lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to touch your hand &lt;br /&gt;and to make you understand &lt;br /&gt;how your smiling lovely face &lt;br /&gt;is my only magical wand &lt;br /&gt;to drive away my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to wrap my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;my heart is in need for your woo&lt;br /&gt;my dry soul is in need for its dew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me my love &lt;br /&gt;and let's weave our hopes &lt;br /&gt;from our sky and its blue&lt;br /&gt;and from your lovely wide eyes&lt;br /&gt;will make a horizon to sail through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-3132294916076796857?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3132294916076796857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3132294916076796857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/come-back-to-me_14.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Come Back To Me &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z1FiihEASjc/TVoijh65LxI/AAAAAAAAALM/QnQZBsmQRGM/s72-c/Come_back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7611146454108223493</id><published>2011-02-14T22:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:11:20.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters Are Yellow Now </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_E-eHelyqU/TVom0yE6MDI/AAAAAAAAALU/8dMkdUbzNDU/s1600/letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_E-eHelyqU/TVom0yE6MDI/AAAAAAAAALU/8dMkdUbzNDU/s320/letter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573810177061826610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other night&lt;br /&gt;while redecorating my inner side &lt;br /&gt;with some meanings to help me go on .. &lt;br /&gt;I came across your letters &lt;br /&gt;they are so yellow now &lt;br /&gt;as if from another life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I unfolded one just to check &lt;br /&gt;if I am over that hill &lt;br /&gt;yet it connected me back &lt;br /&gt;to the days where&lt;br /&gt;you used to call me 'your life'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now those letters may sound &lt;br /&gt;to you as shadows of the past &lt;br /&gt;tainted by a mixture of joy and &lt;br /&gt;pain together dancing over like &lt;br /&gt;lost moments gone awry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to me they remained &lt;br /&gt;gallant snaps of love&lt;br /&gt;we once had that is now gone &lt;br /&gt;gone but left behind so many &lt;br /&gt;pressing questions so thirsty &lt;br /&gt;for answers but for now &lt;br /&gt;I can only imbrue them with my tears &lt;br /&gt;for no answer could resolve my pain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are those days&lt;br /&gt;but they left questions .. &lt;br /&gt;objects of the past to remain &lt;br /&gt;with me till my elderly age &lt;br /&gt;to take with me to my grave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7611146454108223493?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7611146454108223493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7611146454108223493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/letters-are-yellow-now.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Letters Are Yellow Now &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_E-eHelyqU/TVom0yE6MDI/AAAAAAAAALU/8dMkdUbzNDU/s72-c/letter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-3327729416217183893</id><published>2011-02-14T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:43:18.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Mercy</title><content type='html'>My heart keep on sighing in its wither &lt;br /&gt;my hope of having you flicker&lt;br /&gt;my inner light of you shimmer &lt;br /&gt;my longing to your murmurs glimmer&lt;br /&gt;my soul warm of your desire dither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even loving that once made me so prow&lt;br /&gt;is now eating me like a krill&lt;br /&gt;stuck inside the loss in a whale&lt;br /&gt;my love when you left your curule&lt;br /&gt;you left me behind prowled by despair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my loneliness with your thought grow&lt;br /&gt;the hurt of time with your touch is sedum &lt;br /&gt;everything from you is another hopeless grim &lt;br /&gt;unflinching love of my muse who once saved my soul &lt;br /&gt;now becoming so frail and so pale in its doom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a thunderbolt when it is spew&lt;br /&gt;exuded into the deep of my soul &lt;br /&gt;spawning many more rivers of sadness &lt;br /&gt;which cram into the surface of my ocean &lt;br /&gt;and spur my peaceful inner self &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into a storm that wilt my rose mallow &lt;br /&gt;fieriness of the time against its own hurt &lt;br /&gt;so shaded as to be dark and gloomy&lt;br /&gt;tomb-less sorrow keep on haunting my soul &lt;br /&gt;lugubriously mournful and sinful &lt;br /&gt;dragging me down to its lair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a crestless wave would fade away at the shore&lt;br /&gt;culmination wallowing me in those far away desires &lt;br /&gt;abomination and loathing is stranding me to my sorrow &lt;br /&gt;like the vaned featherless hope of Sparta&lt;br /&gt;like a venda lost in a chase of a feather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from my own despair &lt;br /&gt;in the name of those memories we once shared&lt;br /&gt;your sentence is so stern &lt;br /&gt;my only sin was loving you .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-3327729416217183893?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3327729416217183893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3327729416217183893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/have-mercy.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Have a Mercy&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4271464163825305197</id><published>2011-02-14T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:12:12.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This much I gather </title><content type='html'>Heartfelt every word and letter&lt;br /&gt;a love story in the header&lt;br /&gt;a flower in need of its water&lt;br /&gt;a lonely soul I gather &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This much I gather&lt;br /&gt;muse's wings of feather&lt;br /&gt;sliced with a saber &lt;br /&gt;sorrow is a scatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two lost souls I gather&lt;br /&gt;soul to soul's mender&lt;br /&gt;the only way that matter&lt;br /&gt;heart beats getting louder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivory tower sad and sadder&lt;br /&gt;souls belonging to forever&lt;br /&gt;to be used as a ladder &lt;br /&gt;till the eyes feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to the word 'forever'&lt;br /&gt;can live love forever&lt;br /&gt;let love fill hither &lt;br /&gt;true love can never wither&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4271464163825305197?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4271464163825305197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4271464163825305197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-much-i-gather.html' title='&lt;center&gt;This much I gather &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2797818008379676289</id><published>2011-02-10T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:42:56.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Caravan</title><content type='html'>beautiful inside&lt;br /&gt;joyful to hide &lt;br /&gt;moon of the moons &lt;br /&gt;lovely bright star&lt;br /&gt;soaring over &lt;br /&gt;hum me a tune &lt;br /&gt;under your wing&lt;br /&gt;hover away &lt;br /&gt;in your sky &lt;br /&gt;to your world&lt;br /&gt;to my caravan&lt;br /&gt;its endless mind &lt;br /&gt;dance with wind &lt;br /&gt;and be free &lt;br /&gt;under your rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2797818008379676289?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2797818008379676289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2797818008379676289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-caravan.html' title='&lt;center&gt;My Caravan&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4021824767472459466</id><published>2011-02-09T12:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T14:50:57.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ringing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TVMaTWV-TFI/AAAAAAAAALE/w9AvyzaLIrQ/s1600/voice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TVMaTWV-TFI/AAAAAAAAALE/w9AvyzaLIrQ/s320/voice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571826083705015378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new Friend  &lt;br /&gt;the roaring silence&lt;br /&gt;in a  world so blunt&lt;br /&gt;dullness is the name&lt;br /&gt;promise is the game&lt;br /&gt;to fallow me an exit&lt;br /&gt;to give me a sign&lt;br /&gt;maybe a  reap poppies &lt;br /&gt;all is same &lt;br /&gt;just to stop &lt;br /&gt;the roaring silence &lt;br /&gt;no taste or desire&lt;br /&gt;just ringing &lt;br /&gt;empty echoes &lt;br /&gt;far away  chanting&lt;br /&gt;some incantation&lt;br /&gt;to never stop &lt;br /&gt;to never fade away&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4021824767472459466?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4021824767472459466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4021824767472459466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/ringing.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Ringing&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TVMaTWV-TFI/AAAAAAAAALE/w9AvyzaLIrQ/s72-c/voice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-166418211171329139</id><published>2011-02-07T19:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:03:03.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TVDAaDWonzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MG7fN4VHfWM/s1600/deserted1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TVDAaDWonzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MG7fN4VHfWM/s320/deserted1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164292866678578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you wanted to be ?&lt;br /&gt;out of the labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;into open arms &lt;br /&gt;to the safety of a hug&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You remain &lt;br /&gt;you always be&lt;br /&gt;Agony from within &lt;br /&gt;some glory&lt;br /&gt;naked to the soul&lt;br /&gt;gone &lt;br /&gt;Forever &lt;br /&gt;Forever gone&lt;br /&gt;to the dreams &lt;br /&gt;to  the last vision&lt;br /&gt;Dove of the will&lt;br /&gt;halo of the halos&lt;br /&gt; tiara of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;bitterness to the marrow&lt;br /&gt;wordless vows &lt;br /&gt;fell into deaf ears  &lt;br /&gt;singing hymn of loss&lt;br /&gt;silenced &lt;br /&gt;forever &lt;br /&gt;forever silenced&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-166418211171329139?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/166418211171329139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/166418211171329139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/forever-gone.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Forever Gone&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TVDAaDWonzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MG7fN4VHfWM/s72-c/deserted1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-6673633660015574435</id><published>2011-02-07T18:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T18:58:51.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>will it stand the test of time ? </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TVCroBETy-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/-8NIb3eIwhA/s1600/b_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TVCroBETy-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/-8NIb3eIwhA/s320/b_heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571141443026930658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brownish fading smile &lt;br /&gt;on a faceless face &lt;br /&gt;packed with scars &lt;br /&gt;of thousand wars &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Will you stand the time &lt;br /&gt;will you live up to the myth&lt;br /&gt;of being outside the time &lt;br /&gt;alone among the crowd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light traveler &lt;br /&gt;going south to meet&lt;br /&gt;the moon shadow&lt;br /&gt;briefly alive &lt;br /&gt;the day of the harvest &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycles of thunder and rain &lt;br /&gt;coming from Spain &lt;br /&gt;clouds moving in disdain &lt;br /&gt;to the date &lt;br /&gt;with the glare &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sultan of the swarm &lt;br /&gt; bringing over new dawns&lt;br /&gt; dragged its sickle &lt;br /&gt; to the date &lt;br /&gt; with the flare &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A man from the cold &lt;br /&gt; sipping love out of its sighs &lt;br /&gt; bringing over a cold &lt;br /&gt; to the date &lt;br /&gt; with the ware &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A nymph and its beauty&lt;br /&gt; funnel the breeze &lt;br /&gt; into the stillness of air&lt;br /&gt; laminate decay &lt;br /&gt; with a string of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A heart in distress&lt;br /&gt; sending so many signals&lt;br /&gt; written in blood &lt;br /&gt; beating out of control&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Will it stand the time &lt;br /&gt; will it live up to the myth&lt;br /&gt; of being outside the time &lt;br /&gt; alone among the desires ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-6673633660015574435?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6673633660015574435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6673633660015574435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-it-stand-test-of-time_07.html' title='&lt;center&gt;will it stand the test of time ? &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TVCroBETy-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/-8NIb3eIwhA/s72-c/b_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-1992222625737519368</id><published>2011-02-06T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T14:15:36.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prey of love </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU8dLodo7yI/AAAAAAAAAKs/m09XaA7-Vug/s1600/eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU8dLodo7yI/AAAAAAAAAKs/m09XaA7-Vug/s320/eagle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570703349758095138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talons so firm &lt;br /&gt;heart so stern &lt;br /&gt;a life so wasted&lt;br /&gt;a hefty price &lt;br /&gt;for a lousy dice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill that number &lt;br /&gt;stand asunder &lt;br /&gt;plume your smoke &lt;br /&gt;chew your luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arthur the moor&lt;br /&gt;sanction the vein &lt;br /&gt; drip to lower scene&lt;br /&gt;among the braille&lt;br /&gt;engrave the  sign&lt;br /&gt;the faceless sire&lt;br /&gt;tears of a seer &lt;br /&gt;another crocodile &lt;br /&gt; in tears .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1992222625737519368?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1992222625737519368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1992222625737519368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/prey-of-love.html' title='&lt;center&gt;prey of love &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU8dLodo7yI/AAAAAAAAAKs/m09XaA7-Vug/s72-c/eagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4601290869109221174</id><published>2011-02-06T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T11:35:49.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drowning  wills </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU74CSb0uFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gyEgPiFfOO8/s1600/wall_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU74CSb0uFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gyEgPiFfOO8/s320/wall_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570662507295848530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temple of the ladies&lt;br /&gt;armor of the wade&lt;br /&gt;grope them tilting streets&lt;br /&gt;spin them words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright darkness abound&lt;br /&gt;mounting frames&lt;br /&gt;drowning dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fractals and boom&lt;br /&gt;worth the stave&lt;br /&gt;out of the cloud &lt;br /&gt;into the roar&lt;br /&gt;bearing a seed&lt;br /&gt;of lameness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demolition of senses&lt;br /&gt;inculpating of logic&lt;br /&gt;trend and bend &lt;br /&gt;senile figures &lt;br /&gt;uttering wisdom&lt;br /&gt;them hollow words&lt;br /&gt;mistaken for a sword&lt;br /&gt;tongue and its lizard&lt;br /&gt;worthless blizzard &lt;br /&gt;wasted on a desert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4601290869109221174?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4601290869109221174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4601290869109221174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/drowning-wills.html' title='&lt;center&gt;drowning  wills &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU74CSb0uFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/gyEgPiFfOO8/s72-c/wall_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2859210133128933283</id><published>2011-02-05T17:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T17:31:38.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venice’s Grand Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU358VM8oII/AAAAAAAAAKM/ycImBZJZSi4/s1600/venice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU358VM8oII/AAAAAAAAAKM/ycImBZJZSi4/s320/venice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570383129006088322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you search&lt;br /&gt;My heart or&lt;br /&gt;My mind’s labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but&lt;br /&gt;A mirage could be found&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Me , who am I ?&lt;br /&gt;Venice’s grand daughter I am&lt;br /&gt;Came to this world&lt;br /&gt;For in men’s hearts&lt;br /&gt;The suffering to plant&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My smile is wine&lt;br /&gt;My touch is a healing and a remorse&lt;br /&gt;With cups of false promises&lt;br /&gt;The worried I arose&lt;br /&gt;And to them&lt;br /&gt;With drums I sing&lt;br /&gt;Lullabies of loves and feelings to long&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To this world , yesterday I came&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The world , so torn apart I found&lt;br /&gt;Debris here and there&lt;br /&gt;The word of war and gun&lt;br /&gt;Is the only language found&lt;br /&gt;Over innocent hearts it sounds&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Me , who am I ?&lt;br /&gt;Venice’s grand daughter I am&lt;br /&gt;To the humans&lt;br /&gt;Idols i draw&lt;br /&gt;For them to worship&lt;br /&gt;For a lifetime to veneer and extol&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I cob stories of love&lt;br /&gt;Studded with kisses&lt;br /&gt;And bodies' unison&lt;br /&gt;Youth flowers I provide&lt;br /&gt;And I stomp on roses of&lt;br /&gt;These stubborn times&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Gaze all you can&lt;br /&gt;But find me you won't&lt;br /&gt;Alas in your hearts&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am the goddess of beauty&lt;br /&gt;On the whole earth&lt;br /&gt;My perfume I spill&lt;br /&gt;And then lonely hearts&lt;br /&gt;No more could be found&lt;br /&gt;Recant&lt;br /&gt;Recant to me&lt;br /&gt;And my smiles in cups of love&lt;br /&gt;You will see&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Kacem El Ghazzali&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Translated from Arabic by Chafiq Halli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2859210133128933283?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2859210133128933283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2859210133128933283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/venices-grand-daughter.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Venice’s Grand Daughter&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU358VM8oII/AAAAAAAAAKM/ycImBZJZSi4/s72-c/venice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8347023382372717709</id><published>2011-02-05T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T17:25:24.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love O Dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU34X1gnwaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/V1mAj5wfFp0/s1600/bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU34X1gnwaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/V1mAj5wfFp0/s320/bottle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570381402511753634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bottle on a sand &lt;br /&gt;with a message inside &lt;br /&gt;from beyond the land &lt;br /&gt;of the sea and its gulls &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spectre of imagination&lt;br /&gt;when she decorated &lt;br /&gt;the night with her look &lt;br /&gt;a memory now  splintered&lt;br /&gt;and mixed with the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of an ancient past &lt;br /&gt;so far away and numb&lt;br /&gt;eyes and  wounds&lt;br /&gt;their bitter wine&lt;br /&gt;to fall upon  lonely&lt;br /&gt;icy altar &lt;br /&gt;aglow with mist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here lies engraved &lt;br /&gt;the seal of love &lt;br /&gt;you are,&lt;br /&gt;the  love O dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for me?&lt;br /&gt;This appeal &lt;br /&gt;witnessed by the sea&lt;br /&gt;messenger of hope &lt;br /&gt;to the very soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make  a whole,&lt;br /&gt;a romance just began&lt;br /&gt;the delightful story,&lt;br /&gt;to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8347023382372717709?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8347023382372717709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8347023382372717709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-o-dear.html' title='&lt;center&gt;The Love O Dear&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TU34X1gnwaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/V1mAj5wfFp0/s72-c/bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-3756648363362311749</id><published>2010-12-31T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T20:28:19.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desolate Piper </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TR6qeSA576I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qcfk-KJ0YAw/s1600/heart_afire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TR6qeSA576I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qcfk-KJ0YAw/s320/heart_afire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557066427430203298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the eyes of the lovers &lt;br /&gt;sparkles are held forever&lt;br /&gt;meant to be engraved &lt;br /&gt;over the heart&lt;br /&gt;to bring you so higher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no desolate sighing &lt;br /&gt;lost in a wave of ashes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the eyes of the lovers&lt;br /&gt;ways lost through  the moan&lt;br /&gt;stone can get  to the next moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for &lt;br /&gt;the dew to abound&lt;br /&gt;to show up at the door&lt;br /&gt;some labyrinth of  insanity &lt;br /&gt;with no ending&lt;br /&gt;I know I know  when you feel  it &lt;br /&gt;you will know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-3756648363362311749?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3756648363362311749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3756648363362311749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/desolate-piper.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Desolate Piper &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TR6qeSA576I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qcfk-KJ0YAw/s72-c/heart_afire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-6029545427732029332</id><published>2010-12-24T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T21:16:23.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dew </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TRVAuJ5jGiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ha352ate_Wg/s1600/imas_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TRVAuJ5jGiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ha352ate_Wg/s320/imas_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554416877106829858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the wind sing &lt;br /&gt;feel the horizon mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imswan getting lonely&lt;br /&gt;footsteps the way  &lt;br /&gt;to the  lighthouse&lt;br /&gt;to the bright  stars &lt;br /&gt;to  the sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;to the memory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-6029545427732029332?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5476993627073726228</id><published>2010-12-21T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:34:53.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green day boulevard of broken dreams live</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4kpHmtA7LOk?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5476993627073726228?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5476993627073726228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5476993627073726228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TQbJ3WWli-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/JGw9xYlwo-M/s320/clouds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550345543511018466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the alleys of Rubina &lt;br /&gt;the lonely  vista of love&lt;br /&gt;miles away from the shore&lt;br /&gt;down under the clouds of Numidia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ajar blasphemous wind&lt;br /&gt;stoned to a tilt&lt;br /&gt;worthy warrior of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akin the boisterous mind &lt;br /&gt;caviling  toward the sun&lt;br /&gt;mindless colorless rainbow&lt;br /&gt;with open rays&lt;br /&gt;embracing  the globe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting  more  and  more &lt;br /&gt;of same  elixir&lt;br /&gt;venting past glories&lt;br /&gt;sobering Moorish dancers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the tide is gone &lt;br /&gt;never to come back&lt;br /&gt;yet the land is dry&lt;br /&gt;the rain  is arrogant &lt;br /&gt;the clouds stingy&lt;br /&gt;the sky meaningless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit the sky with her &lt;br /&gt;studded diamond &lt;br /&gt;a leisure&lt;br /&gt;in sighing deeper&lt;br /&gt;and deeper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-3920030657100004204?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3920030657100004204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3920030657100004204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/clouds-of-numidia.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Clouds of Numidia &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TQbJ3WWli-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/JGw9xYlwo-M/s72-c/clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8414581945264480294</id><published>2010-12-07T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T21:48:08.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chirping O fool </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TP8cBNOybFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-lAjYCKefeU/s1600/chirping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TP8cBNOybFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-lAjYCKefeU/s320/chirping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548184073000873042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wallow the trench&lt;br /&gt;and bring the fence &lt;br /&gt;ancestor of them hollow memories &lt;br /&gt;windy afternoons ,&lt;br /&gt;sandy  taste of the blow &lt;br /&gt;walking up the same hill &lt;br /&gt;acquire some skill &lt;br /&gt;bring the glory &lt;br /&gt;farming  snails &lt;br /&gt;captivating horizons &lt;br /&gt;into the  world of them nymph &lt;br /&gt;sailing away like swans &lt;br /&gt;be here and then gone &lt;br /&gt;veiling the truth &lt;br /&gt;nakedness of the sky&lt;br /&gt;altar of fancy dances&lt;br /&gt;waiting for its prey&lt;br /&gt;dense dance  &lt;br /&gt;till dawn &lt;br /&gt;till the tail breaks the light&lt;br /&gt;into a smirking smite &lt;br /&gt;blot and murky &lt;br /&gt;just like before&lt;br /&gt;them heavy plight&lt;br /&gt;flowing through thoughts&lt;br /&gt;nefarious just like &lt;br /&gt;everything else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8414581945264480294?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8414581945264480294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8414581945264480294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/chirping-o-fool.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Chirping O fool &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TP8cBNOybFI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-lAjYCKefeU/s72-c/chirping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-9182103500548344049</id><published>2010-12-01T17:18:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T17:55:21.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I look into your eyes </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TQgf_QLtOHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_ZjLT3TTaps/s1600/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TQgf_QLtOHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_ZjLT3TTaps/s320/alone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550721712270424178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a  sigh for being  alone &lt;br /&gt;someone &lt;br /&gt;in the air floating&lt;br /&gt;trance by some cyclone&lt;br /&gt; trove of sighs &lt;br /&gt;choice of a baton&lt;br /&gt;for a march likely to err&lt;br /&gt; in search of a prone &lt;br /&gt; a deja vu &lt;br /&gt;here and there&lt;br /&gt;pretending  a drone&lt;br /&gt;sting less and dull&lt;br /&gt; sinking in awe&lt;br /&gt; rinking like a leaf&lt;br /&gt; a feather and a world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-9182103500548344049?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/9182103500548344049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/9182103500548344049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-i-look-into-your-eyes_6546.html' title='&lt;center&gt;As I look into your eyes &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TQgf_QLtOHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_ZjLT3TTaps/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4119181355970759201</id><published>2010-08-21T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:45:29.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In A Dream I Could See </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/THBWACZSu0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/GP_feSKRc8E/s1600/dream_3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; bgcolor=black;&lt;br /&gt;text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/THBWACZSu0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/GP_feSKRc8E/s320/dream_3.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507996902917061442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a dream I could see&lt;br /&gt;a rose longing to be free&lt;br /&gt;a strong will at its knee&lt;br /&gt;begging to be set free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a dream I could see&lt;br /&gt;desires hanging over&lt;br /&gt;just like hopes from&lt;br /&gt;a rain and its spree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a dream I could see&lt;br /&gt;a tree warmly covering&lt;br /&gt;a world with a blue sky&lt;br /&gt;and its lovely sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a dream I could see&lt;br /&gt;limitless beauty of&lt;br /&gt;your love, your soul&lt;br /&gt;forever singing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4119181355970759201?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4119181355970759201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4119181355970759201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-dream-i-could-see.html' title='&lt;center&gt;In A Dream I Could See &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/THBWACZSu0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/GP_feSKRc8E/s72-c/dream_3.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7386530999327220097</id><published>2010-08-17T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T19:38:15.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Onion Making Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TGtHjc0CsTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ddNwxeFwqCk/s1600/onion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TGtHjc0CsTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ddNwxeFwqCk/s320/onion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506573643746029874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She marinated few crocodiles for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;he swamped few lions into his brunch&lt;br /&gt;and then they met under the stars&lt;br /&gt;decided to get rid of their fierceness&lt;br /&gt;and get down to lovey dovey business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came into the arena with his smile&lt;br /&gt;she came into the arena with her dance&lt;br /&gt;then they got naked just for the heck of it&lt;br /&gt;and started plowing the snow away&lt;br /&gt;and wishing for the sun to move its butt&lt;br /&gt;and come over for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the sun move its butt ?&lt;br /&gt;of course not !&lt;br /&gt;why would it ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they shivered to death&lt;br /&gt;decided it was not a good idea&lt;br /&gt;how dumb it was to be naked&lt;br /&gt;in a middle of a winter&lt;br /&gt;with tails between the legs&lt;br /&gt;they quickly put the layers&lt;br /&gt;of their cloths back on&lt;br /&gt;and get lost to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7386530999327220097?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7386530999327220097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7386530999327220097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/onion-making-love.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Onion Making Love&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TGtHjc0CsTI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ddNwxeFwqCk/s72-c/onion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2671075945797304856</id><published>2010-08-14T19:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T19:31:22.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubled Mind Inside  </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TGdRdDf9slI/AAAAAAAAAIk/sB5fs8b1eAw/s1600/mist_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TGdRdDf9slI/AAAAAAAAAIk/sB5fs8b1eAw/s320/mist_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505458629081150034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubled mind inside&lt;br /&gt;rumbling in rhymes&lt;br /&gt;dropping few loads&lt;br /&gt;ramming away with the wind&lt;br /&gt;row baby row&lt;br /&gt;the fall is past behind&lt;br /&gt;the wind is bowing the will&lt;br /&gt;yet everything else is so still&lt;br /&gt;If there was a goon around&lt;br /&gt;it would be fun to play caps out&lt;br /&gt;if there was a moon to be found&lt;br /&gt;it would have been so cool to try&lt;br /&gt;to reach the stars and&lt;br /&gt;to abide by the moor's rules&lt;br /&gt;among the trees .. fit in or bail out&lt;br /&gt;never be dwarf .. never to be too tall&lt;br /&gt;that's the song .. with no lyrics&lt;br /&gt;dynamically changing with time&lt;br /&gt;until that day when the coarse one&lt;br /&gt;will be heard saying his word&lt;br /&gt;so clear and neat&lt;br /&gt;defying every beat&lt;br /&gt;standing tall among the crowd&lt;br /&gt;peeping through his past&lt;br /&gt;irking his grin&lt;br /&gt;through his sea-saw teeth&lt;br /&gt;that's the way to do it&lt;br /&gt;or get done with it ..&lt;br /&gt;no point in learning to quill&lt;br /&gt;when life is heated by so many thrills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2671075945797304856?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2671075945797304856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2671075945797304856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/troubled-mind-inside.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Troubled Mind Inside  &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TGdRdDf9slI/AAAAAAAAAIk/sB5fs8b1eAw/s72-c/mist_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-304225811998305561</id><published>2010-08-05T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T18:37:57.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting In Vain </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFthpa7ulPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/czAOEn35pdA/s1600/waiting_in_vain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFthpa7ulPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/czAOEn35pdA/s320/waiting_in_vain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502098733995562226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he had spoken softly&lt;br /&gt;words from his heart&lt;br /&gt;would they have found&lt;br /&gt;a home in her eyes ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he ever had dreamt&lt;br /&gt;of being a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;would he have dreamt&lt;br /&gt;of her in his arms ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrills on a sand&lt;br /&gt;castles from smiles&lt;br /&gt;wills and desires &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dreamer&lt;br /&gt;stuck in vain&lt;br /&gt;on a sandy storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in vain&lt;br /&gt;for his muse to appear &lt;br /&gt;from behind the wall of time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2007 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-304225811998305561?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/304225811998305561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/304225811998305561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/waiting-in-vain.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Waiting In Vain &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFthpa7ulPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/czAOEn35pdA/s72-c/waiting_in_vain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2813942119664646677</id><published>2010-08-04T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:31:59.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;br /&gt;when you used to call me mine&lt;br /&gt;we used to sit under the stars&lt;br /&gt;to sip joy from that vine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like yesterday  &lt;br /&gt;when everything was fine &lt;br /&gt;sugary lips sweeter than wine &lt;br /&gt;how sweet it was and how divine&lt;br /&gt;our love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember &lt;br /&gt;when we use to sing each line&lt;br /&gt;of our love story &lt;br /&gt;remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we used to be one ?&lt;br /&gt;when we use to sit under that vine ?&lt;br /&gt;drinking from your lips sugary wine ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2813942119664646677?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2813942119664646677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2813942119664646677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/remember-when-you-used-to-call-me-mine.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Remember&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5593578352447837296</id><published>2010-08-02T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T21:14:29.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This much I gather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFeXmou4JxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9jfXi13jhZc/s1600/broken_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFeXmou4JxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9jfXi13jhZc/s320/broken_heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501032159881209618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartfelt every word and letter&lt;br /&gt;a love story in the header&lt;br /&gt;a flower in need of its water&lt;br /&gt;a lonely soul I gather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This much I gather&lt;br /&gt;muse's wings of feather&lt;br /&gt;sliced with a saber&lt;br /&gt;sorrow is a scatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two lost souls I gather&lt;br /&gt;soul to soul's mender&lt;br /&gt;the only way that matter&lt;br /&gt;heart beats getting louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivory tower sad and sadder&lt;br /&gt;souls belonging to forever&lt;br /&gt;to be used as a ladder&lt;br /&gt;till the eyes feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to the word 'forever'&lt;br /&gt;can live love forever&lt;br /&gt;let love fill hither&lt;br /&gt;true love can never wither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5593578352447837296?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5593578352447837296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5593578352447837296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-much-i-gather.html' title='&lt;center&gt;This much I gather&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFeXmou4JxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9jfXi13jhZc/s72-c/broken_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8444117251169503280</id><published>2010-08-02T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:32:25.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obax The Myrian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFeNIqYwWlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5zllt3S3dDA/s1600/myra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFeNIqYwWlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5zllt3S3dDA/s320/myra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501020649812941394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creates a  magic kingdom &lt;br /&gt;out of straws&lt;br /&gt;like a smile behind tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pries on ant's secrets&lt;br /&gt;to fulfill the myth of Myr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foresees the cold &lt;br /&gt;and life's elixir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likes to be told stories&lt;br /&gt;the ones that end &lt;br /&gt;before they speer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magical pouring rains&lt;br /&gt;hitting the soundness &lt;br /&gt;of a concessional pyre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please the eyes&lt;br /&gt;spice empty looks&lt;br /&gt;with ingredients from Tyre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuous spurtles&lt;br /&gt;stirring the echoes&lt;br /&gt;near and near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious tender &lt;br /&gt;gentle world&lt;br /&gt;left behind its stars&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of its marsupial ire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8444117251169503280?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8444117251169503280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8444117251169503280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/obax-myrian.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Obax The Myrian&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFeNIqYwWlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5zllt3S3dDA/s72-c/myra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2898286729153124366</id><published>2010-08-01T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:02:34.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long My Lovely Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFZRX7AyZNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/h6_eGlpswK4/s1600/dream_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFZRX7AyZNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/h6_eGlpswK4/s320/dream_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500673466299475154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bird gone free to the sky&lt;br /&gt;its wings spread to cover the moon's light&lt;br /&gt;to hover away in the wind&lt;br /&gt;to stay engraved in memories&lt;br /&gt;it took a part of what&lt;br /&gt;was meant to be a world&lt;br /&gt;within its own world&lt;br /&gt;let go let go of me&lt;br /&gt;my time is up&lt;br /&gt;my will is at its knee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let go let go of my desire to be free&lt;br /&gt;cute is just another word for describing what you meant to me&lt;br /&gt;pride is just a way to tell how much you were free&lt;br /&gt;left me sad, but your memories are making me glad&lt;br /&gt;left me alone, but your spirit is keeping me warm&lt;br /&gt;missing you and your lovely ways around&lt;br /&gt;missing the joy you brought to me&lt;br /&gt;you were beautiful the way beauty is meant to be&lt;br /&gt;you meant a world to me&lt;br /&gt;you made it easy for me to travel through the days&lt;br /&gt;and I had you to be me at nights&lt;br /&gt;happiness is just another word for describing what you meant to me&lt;br /&gt;I will be missing you&lt;br /&gt;I will be nurturing your memories with smiles&lt;br /&gt;you once brought to my lips&lt;br /&gt;I will never let go of your memory&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will meet your lord and celebrate its company&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy that you are now so real and free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2898286729153124366?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2898286729153124366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2898286729153124366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-long-my-lovely-friend.html' title='So Long My Lovely Friend'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFZRX7AyZNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/h6_eGlpswK4/s72-c/dream_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4371595676046793100</id><published>2010-08-01T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:55:57.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Spring Time </title><content type='html'>The dance of the lizard&lt;br /&gt;the long long walk to the hill&lt;br /&gt;the chill of the thrill&lt;br /&gt;birds coming out of their nests&lt;br /&gt;with the morning sun&lt;br /&gt;beavers playing around with the stems&lt;br /&gt;bears shaking up their skins&lt;br /&gt;trying to get rid of some bad dreams&lt;br /&gt;flowers opening up their hearts&lt;br /&gt;ready to welcome the spring&lt;br /&gt;trees cleaning their leaves&lt;br /&gt;with the morning drops&lt;br /&gt;everything is ready to bloom&lt;br /&gt;wearing their spring clothings&lt;br /&gt;spreading their happiness around&lt;br /&gt;to see the morning sun&lt;br /&gt;and the blue sky&lt;br /&gt;the season of celebration&lt;br /&gt;the season of feelings&lt;br /&gt;thoughts turning into butterflies&lt;br /&gt;rivers turning into skies&lt;br /&gt;kisses turning into smiles&lt;br /&gt;smiles turning into whispers&lt;br /&gt;introducing the love season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4371595676046793100?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4371595676046793100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4371595676046793100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/spring-time.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Spring Time &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5777253358483938700</id><published>2010-08-01T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:44:37.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFY6qoTIu9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/xnA3dEJPp54/s1600/watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFY6qoTIu9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/xnA3dEJPp54/s320/watch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500648498926238674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A horizon&lt;br /&gt;in a far away&lt;br /&gt;A hope&lt;br /&gt;a look into &lt;br /&gt;your eyes' deepness &lt;br /&gt;A sea to sail through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse into dawn&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for &lt;br /&gt;your light &lt;br /&gt;your smell &lt;br /&gt;to announce you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, &lt;br /&gt;you who has the map&lt;br /&gt;to the labyrinth &lt;br /&gt;bring me over home &lt;br /&gt;come and make me &lt;br /&gt;dance around the sun&lt;br /&gt;and let the time be &lt;br /&gt;our moment forever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5777253358483938700?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5777253358483938700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5777253358483938700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/08/time.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Time&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFY6qoTIu9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/xnA3dEJPp54/s72-c/watch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8138704219135575761</id><published>2010-07-30T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T21:17:24.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautify It </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFOjoMKbVVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LL3OyDfPb-Y/s1600/beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFOjoMKbVVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LL3OyDfPb-Y/s320/beauty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499919480804562258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;shouted  Quasi Modo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the will&lt;br /&gt;to move a hill&lt;br /&gt;to the stratosphere&lt;br /&gt;the loyalty instill&lt;br /&gt;a drop by a drop &lt;br /&gt;the far away vision &lt;br /&gt;an iceberg is melting &lt;br /&gt;feeding tears with joy&lt;br /&gt;to mourn hydra's demise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save thy soul&lt;br /&gt;be the one to crawl&lt;br /&gt;a snake without its stride&lt;br /&gt;a multifarious  Hercules&lt;br /&gt;heard hydra spoken words&lt;br /&gt;before the slay&lt;br /&gt;of the sea  and its salty water&lt;br /&gt;a king lost his trident&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8138704219135575761?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8138704219135575761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8138704219135575761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/beautify-it.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Beautify It &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFOjoMKbVVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LL3OyDfPb-Y/s72-c/beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8479732229115406430</id><published>2010-07-28T19:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T19:55:19.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here to Bear Witness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFDr5UadOPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ws4LZjk1WkU/s1600/prison_angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFDr5UadOPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ws4LZjk1WkU/s320/prison_angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499154514984122610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses in the field &lt;br /&gt;blooming &lt;br /&gt;spring like feeling &lt;br /&gt;waiting for &lt;br /&gt;summer&lt;br /&gt;waiting for them &lt;br /&gt;to blossom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting against odds&lt;br /&gt;every day's challenges&lt;br /&gt;highs or lows&lt;br /&gt;to the shore of safety&lt;br /&gt;we have to navigate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the fog&lt;br /&gt;to settle&lt;br /&gt;to see clearly &lt;br /&gt;behind the scene&lt;br /&gt;to enjoy  &lt;br /&gt;from far away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light is long gone &lt;br /&gt;yet behind &lt;br /&gt;stayed the mist &lt;br /&gt;of them memories&lt;br /&gt;here to stay &lt;br /&gt;to bear witness&lt;br /&gt;to a life and its destiny&lt;br /&gt;like winding roads &lt;br /&gt;leading to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here to bear witness&lt;br /&gt;to a dream sustained&lt;br /&gt;with envious whispers&lt;br /&gt;to the wish and desire&lt;br /&gt;its own will &lt;br /&gt;the will of going on and on &lt;br /&gt;even with open wounds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8479732229115406430?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8479732229115406430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8479732229115406430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/here-to-bear-witness.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Here to Bear Witness&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TFDr5UadOPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ws4LZjk1WkU/s72-c/prison_angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4627332533798089920</id><published>2010-07-25T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T19:18:57.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lonesome Trophy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEzwhBho5vI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fvsOn0yMEbk/s1600/mist_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEzwhBho5vI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fvsOn0yMEbk/s320/mist_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498033695248410354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in a white room&lt;br /&gt;for some eyes to meet&lt;br /&gt;pranking a loneliness&lt;br /&gt;its wholesomeness myth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strapping the frown away&lt;br /&gt;singing the mood to blue&lt;br /&gt;again roaming forever&lt;br /&gt;looking out for the dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held for a while&lt;br /&gt;inside a ditch in a style&lt;br /&gt;thinking it got some deal&lt;br /&gt;just a roar heard from miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acronyms of some soul&lt;br /&gt;salty and blue stores&lt;br /&gt;wandering in circles&lt;br /&gt;around the Moorish one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing tall inside a can&lt;br /&gt;looking out for the man&lt;br /&gt;pretending to be the one&lt;br /&gt;working out the details&lt;br /&gt;of a lonesome trophy and&lt;br /&gt;its dream gone insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4627332533798089920?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4627332533798089920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4627332533798089920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/lonesome-trophy.html' title='&lt;center&gt;The Lonesome Trophy&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEzwhBho5vI/AAAAAAAAAHU/fvsOn0yMEbk/s72-c/mist_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2043240520246041787</id><published>2010-07-21T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:52:03.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>He woke up at dawn&lt;br /&gt;eyes still half closed&lt;br /&gt;mind still dozed by&lt;br /&gt;a hangover of a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumped into the day&lt;br /&gt;out to the jungle&lt;br /&gt;the sky up so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold was on time&lt;br /&gt;faces looked faceless&lt;br /&gt;thoughts were frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seemed&lt;br /&gt;busy killing the time&lt;br /&gt;but .. time never dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then got back to&lt;br /&gt;his dream to be alive&lt;br /&gt;again for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2043240520246041787?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2043240520246041787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2043240520246041787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8842319151450635547</id><published>2010-07-21T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T20:38:56.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fading Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEe9HyQ1ibI/AAAAAAAAAHM/R51bcgKieDY/s1600/waiting+_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEe9HyQ1ibI/AAAAAAAAAHM/R51bcgKieDY/s320/waiting+_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496569811678103986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the fading colors&lt;br /&gt;of her suitcase ..&lt;br /&gt;one could tell&lt;br /&gt;she must have been&lt;br /&gt;waiting there for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat down there&lt;br /&gt;waiting for a train that&lt;br /&gt;seemed to never arrive&lt;br /&gt;poking at her pocket watch&lt;br /&gt;from time to time&lt;br /&gt;puffing sighs which seemed&lt;br /&gt;like drawings in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting there so proudly&lt;br /&gt;her sharp deep brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;fixed on the track as if&lt;br /&gt;deeply into some thought&lt;br /&gt;as if going over memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The far away sound of&lt;br /&gt;the train could be heard&lt;br /&gt;she got into the train&lt;br /&gt;which then moved on to&lt;br /&gt;some destination behind the fog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8842319151450635547?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8842319151450635547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8842319151450635547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/fading-colors.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Fading Colors&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEe9HyQ1ibI/AAAAAAAAAHM/R51bcgKieDY/s72-c/waiting+_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8646614931480721866</id><published>2010-07-21T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T18:55:50.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a sigh by a sigh</title><content type='html'>wonderful tonight &lt;br /&gt;under moonshadow light&lt;br /&gt;a sky so bright  &lt;br /&gt;making it just right &lt;br /&gt;gather around for a story &lt;br /&gt;a sanctuary and its knight&lt;br /&gt;paving ways bravely&lt;br /&gt;a memory after a memory &lt;br /&gt;wilderness of an itinerary&lt;br /&gt;on to the horizon&lt;br /&gt;slaying fears of deception&lt;br /&gt;on to her ivory tower&lt;br /&gt;a sigh by a sigh  &lt;br /&gt;on to bring back &lt;br /&gt;a joyful delight&lt;br /&gt;his own premonition &lt;br /&gt;of parting ways with &lt;br /&gt;dreams of victors&lt;br /&gt;his own hallucination&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8646614931480721866?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8646614931480721866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8646614931480721866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/sigh-by-sigh.html' title='a sigh by a sigh'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2069347089965989420</id><published>2010-07-20T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T19:55:03.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balimako in the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEZhgaa3-qI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-q_inToZEdk/s1600/climb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEZhgaa3-qI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-q_inToZEdk/s320/climb.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496187604728019618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that time of the year&lt;br /&gt;when the yawning dears&lt;br /&gt;woke up and steered&lt;br /&gt;dawn into lovely flowers hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balimako the joy of his tribe&lt;br /&gt;put on his serious look&lt;br /&gt;and out his hut he went&lt;br /&gt;to his buddy Yoyo&lt;br /&gt;he yelled wake up !&lt;br /&gt;it is time to go&lt;br /&gt;yanking them dates&lt;br /&gt;from the palms before dawn&lt;br /&gt;spoils our fun and be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoyo with his sleepy eyes&lt;br /&gt;and lazy thighs barely&lt;br /&gt;mumbled his line ..&lt;br /&gt;neave me anone&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gone sneeping til&lt;br /&gt;Zoziya neft the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah ! .. you want me to&lt;br /&gt;shake that dream from&lt;br /&gt;that nognonous imagination&lt;br /&gt;of yours&lt;br /&gt;I said .. wake up buddy&lt;br /&gt;it is time to go and&lt;br /&gt;climb them palm trees !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumbling and sembling&lt;br /&gt;here comes Yoyo&lt;br /&gt;with his rope already&lt;br /&gt;tied around his waist&lt;br /&gt;up the palm tree they go&lt;br /&gt;up the top of the palm&lt;br /&gt;their rond heads show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will gather enough dates&lt;br /&gt;to last us the whole summer&lt;br /&gt;we will throw the party&lt;br /&gt;of dates like no party before&lt;br /&gt;and we will get wasted with&lt;br /&gt;the spirit of the dates&lt;br /&gt;and we will dance&lt;br /&gt;our Zorkatum dance&lt;br /&gt;and them palm leaves&lt;br /&gt;will be lit and admired&lt;br /&gt;with us around the big fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoyo still half asleep&lt;br /&gt;Balimako singing his&lt;br /&gt;song whose lyrics&lt;br /&gt;never anyone understood&lt;br /&gt;up the sky they look&lt;br /&gt;and around the pile of&lt;br /&gt;dates their eyes&lt;br /&gt;joyfully danced and pransed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have gotten enough&lt;br /&gt;dates now ..let's go&lt;br /&gt;down now and let&lt;br /&gt;our celebration begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2069347089965989420?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2069347089965989420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2069347089965989420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/balimako-in-sky.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Balimako in the sky&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEZhgaa3-qI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-q_inToZEdk/s72-c/climb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8249442478457968772</id><published>2010-07-20T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:15:09.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the heart talks </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEZofBlQ3eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/aMpv1O3dEGE/s1600/flower_breeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEZofBlQ3eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/aMpv1O3dEGE/s320/flower_breeze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496195277462232546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the heart talks&lt;br /&gt;wings flatter to your meet&lt;br /&gt;your joy and its horizons&lt;br /&gt;that's when the soul&lt;br /&gt;dance and dance&lt;br /&gt;that's when I know&lt;br /&gt;how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the soul sings&lt;br /&gt;smiles come to the heart&lt;br /&gt;into the lips to move&lt;br /&gt;singing your song&lt;br /&gt;that's when I know&lt;br /&gt;how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your love is&lt;br /&gt;coming through me&lt;br /&gt;with every beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;and awaken in me the desire&lt;br /&gt;to be just smiling forever&lt;br /&gt;that's when I know&lt;br /&gt;how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8249442478457968772?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8249442478457968772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8249442478457968772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-heart-talks.html' title='&lt;center&gt;When the heart talks &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEZofBlQ3eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/aMpv1O3dEGE/s72-c/flower_breeze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7892984003530968245</id><published>2010-07-20T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T18:54:31.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wingless Angel </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEZTRZGADxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wUGaezrPaI4/s1600/wingless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEZTRZGADxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wUGaezrPaI4/s320/wingless.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496171953511206674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a song for&lt;br /&gt;the unknown angel&lt;br /&gt;whose pain still lingers&lt;br /&gt;whose beautiful eyes shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing a sorrow song&lt;br /&gt;to drive away the pain&lt;br /&gt;the bitterness of being&lt;br /&gt;awakened by the thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken for a ride&lt;br /&gt;with swift murmurs&lt;br /&gt;empty promises of the moon&lt;br /&gt;and its lure-ful beam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raffled by sweet spoken&lt;br /&gt;words of twisted muses&lt;br /&gt;to awake alone stone cold&lt;br /&gt;and bemused by the lone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now so alone with&lt;br /&gt;a sad hollow pillow&lt;br /&gt;still fresh with the&lt;br /&gt;venomous bites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting the dullness&lt;br /&gt;of the agonizing pain&lt;br /&gt;abated and stranded&lt;br /&gt;in the forest of maim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grist-fully ground into&lt;br /&gt;thousands little pieces&lt;br /&gt;and then blown away&lt;br /&gt;into the storm&lt;br /&gt;just like the pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wake is all&lt;br /&gt;is left for the soul&lt;br /&gt;the gone became the wings&lt;br /&gt;and loving remained the only sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7892984003530968245?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7892984003530968245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7892984003530968245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/wingless-angel.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Wingless Angel &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEZTRZGADxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wUGaezrPaI4/s72-c/wingless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4603824986217050710</id><published>2010-07-17T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:30:45.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the choices you make</title><content type='html'>Many drops make a river&lt;br /&gt;many forks make a destiny &lt;br /&gt;a life &lt;br /&gt;you choose &lt;br /&gt;bearing the fruits&lt;br /&gt;of your own  demise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4603824986217050710?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4603824986217050710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4603824986217050710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/choices-you-make.html' title='the choices you make'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-351533167727289215</id><published>2010-07-17T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T18:32:15.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream On </title><content type='html'>Broken promises&lt;br /&gt;shattering dreams on the pavement of the reality&lt;br /&gt;too immaculate to make it sane&lt;br /&gt;too insane to make sense out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nights&lt;br /&gt;bringing up fantasies&lt;br /&gt;hallucinating desperately of being able to see&lt;br /&gt;longing to be alive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;swollen with sadness&lt;br /&gt;joyfulness of being nowhere&lt;br /&gt;pumping up tears to the eyes&lt;br /&gt;and going on in harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken wishes&lt;br /&gt;falling behind the desires of the soul&lt;br /&gt;keeping up with the hope of lightness around&lt;br /&gt;abundantly slipping away to the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken days&lt;br /&gt;resting on emptiness of a destiny&lt;br /&gt;appaling with their tediousness&lt;br /&gt;hollow&lt;br /&gt;echoing yesterday's dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken looks&lt;br /&gt;down on the knees of irrationality&lt;br /&gt;to the brink of dawns&lt;br /&gt;to the whim of noneness&lt;br /&gt;gone with the whisper&lt;br /&gt;but stayed frozen in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken minds&lt;br /&gt;spanning wings of desires in a murmure&lt;br /&gt;wandering in the land of no name&lt;br /&gt;staying awake to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-351533167727289215?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/351533167727289215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/351533167727289215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/dream-on.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Dream On &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8235147246709282427</id><published>2010-07-17T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T18:22:18.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For that smile </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEJXQcd9VeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NK8YISxzR-8/s1600/bouche_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEJXQcd9VeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NK8YISxzR-8/s320/bouche_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495050435376797154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent out smiles&lt;br /&gt;waves of them&lt;br /&gt;all over&lt;br /&gt;addicted roses to her beauty&lt;br /&gt;flattered the wind with her lightness&lt;br /&gt;dived into the deepness of the breeze&lt;br /&gt;decorated hives with pleasure&lt;br /&gt;whose secret is nuptially told&lt;br /&gt;by the bees and their dances&lt;br /&gt;in a dreamlike state&lt;br /&gt;humming a song of love&lt;br /&gt;whose rhyme stones me to the bones&lt;br /&gt;send more of those sparkles&lt;br /&gt;wallow my soul into your mist&lt;br /&gt;deeper and deeper into the valleys of your meaning&lt;br /&gt;higher and higher up the skies of your shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8235147246709282427?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8235147246709282427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8235147246709282427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-that-smile.html' title='&lt;center&gt;For that smile &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEJXQcd9VeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NK8YISxzR-8/s72-c/bouche_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7602677612106975437</id><published>2010-07-17T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T18:18:11.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone with the mist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEJTT9Z95rI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6S9W7Txv3UQ/s1600/mist_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEJTT9Z95rI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6S9W7Txv3UQ/s320/mist_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495046097711523506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you like to be my sparrow ?&lt;br /&gt;would you like to be my tomorrow ?&lt;br /&gt;and shed away all my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here &lt;br /&gt;to sing you a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to ask you again&lt;br /&gt;for your smile to borrow&lt;br /&gt;keep us warm for a while&lt;br /&gt;maybe we can lave on it &lt;br /&gt;forever and ever &lt;br /&gt;always looking...&lt;br /&gt;for a meaning together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here &lt;br /&gt;to tell you a story&lt;br /&gt;with dancing words &lt;br /&gt;to be cast in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here &lt;br /&gt;to make you dance again&lt;br /&gt;around and around&lt;br /&gt;with the mist of the wind&lt;br /&gt;until the dawn of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7602677612106975437?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7602677612106975437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7602677612106975437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/gone-with-mist.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Gone with the mist&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEJTT9Z95rI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6S9W7Txv3UQ/s72-c/mist_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-3389621328962886885</id><published>2010-07-16T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:23:33.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blue Black Rose</title><content type='html'>The time to bring the night around&lt;br /&gt;with its lovely deep sky&lt;br /&gt;its shining stars moaning in desires&lt;br /&gt;its quiet moon riding the milky way&lt;br /&gt;calm surface of the horizon&lt;br /&gt;inviting looks into the far away&lt;br /&gt;another night to cover a naked day&lt;br /&gt;to make of it a joyful past&lt;br /&gt;lived in a wait for the moon's light&lt;br /&gt;the night and its silence&lt;br /&gt;the rose and its majestic color&lt;br /&gt;blue dark black rose&lt;br /&gt;blooming in the wind of wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;making ways to mythical thoughts&lt;br /&gt;trying to reach out to the meaning&lt;br /&gt;of what Osiris whispered in the ears of Isis&lt;br /&gt;what did Zeus write down on the alley ?&lt;br /&gt;that lead to the heart of Hera&lt;br /&gt;alley span across bridges of lovely darkness&lt;br /&gt;darkness when it is blue&lt;br /&gt;blue when it is deep&lt;br /&gt;to become black&lt;br /&gt;immaculately designed to stone&lt;br /&gt;someone's dream&lt;br /&gt;shaped in a rose form&lt;br /&gt;to just defy the beauty of the stars&lt;br /&gt;and their sparkles&lt;br /&gt;the mold of the love&lt;br /&gt;the spirit of someone' gardens&lt;br /&gt;the garden&lt;br /&gt;of the lonely blue black rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-3389621328962886885?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3389621328962886885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3389621328962886885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/blue-black-rose.html' title='&lt;center&gt;The Blue Black Rose&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5822097646490334583</id><published>2010-07-16T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:04:33.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Look</title><content type='html'>Just a look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;just a sign from your heart&lt;br /&gt;our loves are our alibis&lt;br /&gt;just a hope into the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;for us to be soul mates the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;like a thought born out of a desire&lt;br /&gt;just a word wearing feelings in disguise&lt;br /&gt;just you and I in every whisper of our days&lt;br /&gt;sitting here and getting our heart in ties&lt;br /&gt;just a look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;to understand and see my downs and highs&lt;br /&gt;to see me in you like in a surprise&lt;br /&gt;you are my friend, and my sunrise&lt;br /&gt;my muse, for which my hope did rise&lt;br /&gt;my soul, and my heart are always be yours&lt;br /&gt;my soul and my heart are yours to be concise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5822097646490334583?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5822097646490334583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5822097646490334583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-look.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Just A Look&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2898738928569611462</id><published>2010-07-16T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T20:11:37.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Words </title><content type='html'>She didn't have to say words&lt;br /&gt;but wrapped me in her exotic silence&lt;br /&gt;words that might be silently said&lt;br /&gt;would reside in the end of the tunnel ?&lt;br /&gt;would it be like touching you ?&lt;br /&gt;through the dew of the morning&lt;br /&gt;a flower in need of a painter&lt;br /&gt;in someone's desire&lt;br /&gt;a spirit in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;to visit you while you are asleep&lt;br /&gt;to kiss you gently on the cheek&lt;br /&gt;wanting more of your unknown&lt;br /&gt;the metaphors of time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2898738928569611462?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2898738928569611462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2898738928569611462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/silent-words.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Silent Words &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-490025456146027849</id><published>2010-07-16T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:53:56.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Tune of My Heart</title><content type='html'>The night and its flowers&lt;br /&gt;the sky and its beauty&lt;br /&gt;the moon and its shadow&lt;br /&gt;saying things to my heart again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;willingless of a joyful mind&lt;br /&gt;ushering me to the world&lt;br /&gt;showing me ways of smiling again&lt;br /&gt;fistfully holding to the moment&lt;br /&gt;of being found in your soul&lt;br /&gt;drums of sorrows fading away&lt;br /&gt;feelings tuning to the song of the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usher me &lt;br /&gt;usher me&lt;br /&gt;into the deepness of those eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighten me &lt;br /&gt;lighten me&lt;br /&gt;with the sparkle of that smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighten the world all around&lt;br /&gt;show me the way to your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me over to my home&lt;br /&gt;I have been so alone for so long&lt;br /&gt;looking into the horizon with envy&lt;br /&gt;setting the glory into a story&lt;br /&gt;walling my despair behind moans&lt;br /&gt;extending words into bridges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your arms&lt;br /&gt;crossing over to that song again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My island , &lt;br /&gt;My story to be told&lt;br /&gt;love is a song of the heart&lt;br /&gt;love is a tune for the soul&lt;br /&gt;love is a dance for the mind&lt;br /&gt;my love for you is my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-490025456146027849?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/490025456146027849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/490025456146027849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/tune-of-my-heart.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Tune of My Heart&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-6040123449002759741</id><published>2010-07-16T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:50:23.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazingly Joyful</title><content type='html'>With eyes lighting the way&lt;br /&gt;a smile fading sorrows&lt;br /&gt;swiftly letting her shadow&lt;br /&gt;satisfy thirsty souls for love&lt;br /&gt;and giving meanings to words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a joy to listen to&lt;br /&gt;she is a listener to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;words came deep from within&lt;br /&gt;streams of wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;emerging again from the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her lightness shines around&lt;br /&gt;and gives what a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be enough to explain&lt;br /&gt;making me love life once again&lt;br /&gt;and wanting to dance just for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is mystically beautiful&lt;br /&gt;her deepness dandles a world&lt;br /&gt;extending horizons ahead&lt;br /&gt;giving rhythms for souls&lt;br /&gt;to dance on harmoniously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making shapes to follow&lt;br /&gt;thoughts on their way to light&lt;br /&gt;desires sustained by deeds&lt;br /&gt;a dream to be made out of a smile&lt;br /&gt;making me feel as myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came along joyfully&lt;br /&gt;spun my world around&lt;br /&gt;describing myself to me&lt;br /&gt;the way I used to know me&lt;br /&gt;she is my muse to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;she is a world in a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-6040123449002759741?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6040123449002759741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6040123449002759741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/amazingly-joyful.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Amazingly Joyful&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7510549820481682891</id><published>2010-07-16T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T19:47:42.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creature of the night</title><content type='html'>you .. you creature of the night&lt;br /&gt;wearing your pants so tight&lt;br /&gt;trying to set me in a fight&lt;br /&gt;with me and my inner sight&lt;br /&gt;following your light&lt;br /&gt;move to the height&lt;br /&gt;the sanctuary is to the right&lt;br /&gt;so lively and bright&lt;br /&gt;let's make all our days white&lt;br /&gt;and move on move on&lt;br /&gt;the world and its hallucination&lt;br /&gt;the dream and its emancipation&lt;br /&gt;the old altar of the romans&lt;br /&gt;a little breeze for the heart&lt;br /&gt;spicing some cold lives&lt;br /&gt;spare the fantasies to another hill&lt;br /&gt;climb to its climax&lt;br /&gt;and then roll roll all the way to its feet&lt;br /&gt;move to the scenery&lt;br /&gt;make it more colourful&lt;br /&gt;give it a meaning&lt;br /&gt;to a lovely humming bird ,&lt;br /&gt;srikes its eternity amidst a roman&lt;br /&gt;whose pages are whispers ,&lt;br /&gt;desires disguised in sentences&lt;br /&gt;The secret pleasures of the ants ,&lt;br /&gt;and the legendary void of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;is it the body or is it the soul&lt;br /&gt;maybe the eyes .. your soul's door,&lt;br /&gt;make me feel like I never felt before !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By risin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 risin (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7510549820481682891?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7510549820481682891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7510549820481682891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/creature-of-night.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Creature of the night&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-356487356241434730</id><published>2010-07-16T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T18:37:06.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I stayed </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEEJNiTcZFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/f7vWIC0CsDA/s1600/wreck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEEJNiTcZFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/f7vWIC0CsDA/s320/wreck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494683148520023122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed &lt;br /&gt;till the last wave broke the stern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed  &lt;br /&gt;for there was a dream in store&lt;br /&gt;though  hit to its core&lt;br /&gt;its wings no more &lt;br /&gt;it refused to hit the  floor&lt;br /&gt;of the same ocean &lt;br /&gt;that  saw it soar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the dream &lt;br /&gt;I swam &lt;br /&gt;I had to swim &lt;br /&gt;long way to the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering  on the way  &lt;br /&gt;Why ,when, and  what for ?&lt;br /&gt;you and I were no more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with a dream &lt;br /&gt;broken to its core&lt;br /&gt;salty water ,&lt;br /&gt;a horizon &lt;br /&gt;and a silent roar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left &lt;br /&gt;to my agony and &lt;br /&gt;a way to  bore &lt;br /&gt;waves to  implore&lt;br /&gt;for a way to a shore &lt;br /&gt;just like before&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-356487356241434730?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/356487356241434730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/356487356241434730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-stayed.html' title='&lt;center&gt;I stayed &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TEEJNiTcZFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/f7vWIC0CsDA/s72-c/wreck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-795142053519753586</id><published>2010-07-15T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:17:09.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Misty Of The Eyes </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD_PL12kIbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/3hT1q47exP0/s1600/step_shore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD_PL12kIbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/3hT1q47exP0/s320/step_shore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494337872756744626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh misty of the eyes&lt;br /&gt;It just so sad to remember&lt;br /&gt;how you threw away your own life&lt;br /&gt;how you let your hope fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh misty of the eyes&lt;br /&gt;how I wish I could understand&lt;br /&gt;your own ways and alibis&lt;br /&gt;lost into your memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh misty of the eyes&lt;br /&gt;How I wish to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;to walk with you through this life&lt;br /&gt;to make you see things otherwise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh misty of the eyes&lt;br /&gt;why did you have to live that way&lt;br /&gt;why did you have to leave that way&lt;br /&gt;How I wish ..how I wish I could understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-795142053519753586?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/795142053519753586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/795142053519753586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-misty-of-eyes.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Oh Misty Of The Eyes &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD_PL12kIbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/3hT1q47exP0/s72-c/step_shore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-491297738437465004</id><published>2010-07-14T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:05:11.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain of my soul </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD5szdbsyuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WFk2PBSW7D8/s1600/m_woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD5szdbsyuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WFk2PBSW7D8/s320/m_woman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493948226768521954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at dawn&lt;br /&gt;her braids over my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;her smile of expectation&lt;br /&gt;burning on her lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was already up&lt;br /&gt;getting everything ready&lt;br /&gt;in her mind&lt;br /&gt;for the day ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I loved her touches&lt;br /&gt;her innocent smile&lt;br /&gt;as she looked at me&lt;br /&gt;and said ..I will be&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;the whole day long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will come to bring you&lt;br /&gt;my love to the field&lt;br /&gt;and will make you&lt;br /&gt;see me in your song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make jealous&lt;br /&gt;the flowers in those fields&lt;br /&gt;I am just too into you&lt;br /&gt;and you can get your&lt;br /&gt;kiss again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she got up&lt;br /&gt;her fire to set&lt;br /&gt;her dough to ready&lt;br /&gt;and I could hear&lt;br /&gt;her lovely voice&lt;br /&gt;singing the birds songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then out she kissed&lt;br /&gt;me a goodbye kiss&lt;br /&gt;full of her love&lt;br /&gt;another day in her love&lt;br /&gt;out there in my field of dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-491297738437465004?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/491297738437465004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/491297738437465004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/rain-of-my-soul.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Rain of my soul &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD5szdbsyuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WFk2PBSW7D8/s72-c/m_woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8511015785673359031</id><published>2010-07-13T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:18:53.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken in Bitterness </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD0sjxxupGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ryTzp-gPVYI/s1600/prison_angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD0sjxxupGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ryTzp-gPVYI/s320/prison_angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493596113630831714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken is my hurt when I think of you&lt;br /&gt;smiling is my heart when I see you&lt;br /&gt;heartfelt is my feel when I hold you&lt;br /&gt;against the star desires my desire is held&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight in your memories&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet agony of my smitten love&lt;br /&gt;once felt so deep in my soul&lt;br /&gt;hollow is the heart without your touch&lt;br /&gt;salt-less is the taste of the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;hard is the fall from the shores of your hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken my wings without my horizon&lt;br /&gt;into your eyes once was set&lt;br /&gt;soar is my fly to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;without you and your love&lt;br /&gt;what would it be my dove ?&lt;br /&gt;to be in need of a smiling love&lt;br /&gt;yet no smile to be smiled&lt;br /&gt;what would it be my dove ?&lt;br /&gt;to hear your whisper&lt;br /&gt;my everlasting dream of you&lt;br /&gt;my full moon behind the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tasted love&lt;br /&gt;bitter it is the taste&lt;br /&gt;of anything without you&lt;br /&gt;alive I remain through your memories&lt;br /&gt;I hold on to the string of my life&lt;br /&gt;forever in love with you&lt;br /&gt;it hurts to see you go&lt;br /&gt;but it hurts to see you stay&lt;br /&gt;everything hurts&lt;br /&gt;but your memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8511015785673359031?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8511015785673359031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8511015785673359031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/broken-in-bitterness.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Broken in Bitterness &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD0sjxxupGI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ryTzp-gPVYI/s72-c/prison_angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-1828087062887697234</id><published>2010-07-13T17:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T17:36:25.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>By The Shore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD0GgxkGomI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JjwjZsFaYQY/s1600/seagulls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD0GgxkGomI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JjwjZsFaYQY/s320/seagulls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493554280592220770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting by the shore&lt;br /&gt;laving memories with its mist&lt;br /&gt;adopting the feel of the seagulls&lt;br /&gt;watching over the waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them little waves&lt;br /&gt;sisters of the soul&lt;br /&gt;sparkles from heaven&lt;br /&gt;emeralds of the pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking ahead to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;bringing the rhythm to devotion&lt;br /&gt;lamp lit to show the way&lt;br /&gt;to the secrets of the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parsing the wind&lt;br /&gt;looking for its effect&lt;br /&gt;on the breeze-less lives&lt;br /&gt;among the whispers&lt;br /&gt;of the seagulls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1828087062887697234?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1828087062887697234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1828087062887697234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/by-shore.html' title='&lt;center&gt;By The Shore&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TD0GgxkGomI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JjwjZsFaYQY/s72-c/seagulls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-6704619725978800513</id><published>2010-07-13T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:09:12.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting by the shore</title><content type='html'>Sitting by the shore&lt;br /&gt;laving memories with its mist&lt;br /&gt;adopting the feel of the seagulls&lt;br /&gt;watching over the waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them little waves&lt;br /&gt;sisters of the soul&lt;br /&gt;sparkles from heaven&lt;br /&gt;emeralds of the pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking ahead to the ocean&lt;br /&gt;bringing the rhythm to devotion&lt;br /&gt;lamp lit to show the way&lt;br /&gt;to the secrets of the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parsing the wind&lt;br /&gt;looking for its effect&lt;br /&gt;on the breeze-less lives&lt;br /&gt;among the whispers&lt;br /&gt;of the seagulls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-6704619725978800513?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6704619725978800513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6704619725978800513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/sitting-by-shore-laving-memories-with.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Sitting by the shore&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-9217358349001081256</id><published>2010-07-13T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T16:25:09.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'> You are My Muse  </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDy6FzX5JyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XH5ofWGuXu0/s1600/muse_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDy6FzX5JyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XH5ofWGuXu0/s320/muse_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493470254337697570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;br /&gt;my light purple orchid&lt;br /&gt;the blooming in my adoration&lt;br /&gt;the compassion of my horizon&lt;br /&gt;the beauty into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;br /&gt;my darling beloved flower bud&lt;br /&gt;flourishing within my soul&lt;br /&gt;my purplish pinnate showy rose&lt;br /&gt;showering me with butterfly dances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;br /&gt;the mariposa Lilly of my world&lt;br /&gt;the splendid tulip of my soul&lt;br /&gt;amorously covering me &lt;br /&gt;with your will&lt;br /&gt;your love is the carnation of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;br /&gt;my bluish purple lilac&lt;br /&gt;so wonderful is my happiness by your side&lt;br /&gt;my Spanish mariposa my butterfly&lt;br /&gt;with your smile my world spins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;br /&gt;my green swiss chard&lt;br /&gt;the tenderness of my muse&lt;br /&gt;my soul forever yearning for your love&lt;br /&gt;the volition of my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is forever hankering for your touch&lt;br /&gt;forever thirsted for a drink from your lips&lt;br /&gt;joyful marvelous friend of my muse&lt;br /&gt;you are &lt;br /&gt;the muse forever within my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-9217358349001081256?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/9217358349001081256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/9217358349001081256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-my-muse-with-love.html' title='&lt;center&gt; You are My Muse  &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDy6FzX5JyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XH5ofWGuXu0/s72-c/muse_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-6052076233538912358</id><published>2010-07-13T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T02:13:16.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pier of my destiny </title><content type='html'>Clear water reflecting clouds above&lt;br /&gt;cleansing them of rainy promises&lt;br /&gt;sounding silently in vain&lt;br /&gt;wanting more and more of the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollow days ahead squirming voices inside&lt;br /&gt;dancing with winds and chanting with rocks&lt;br /&gt;stuck in the bottom , muddy destiny&lt;br /&gt;is holding them to the whisper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again, thunderous sounds&lt;br /&gt;making it clear the spring is late&lt;br /&gt;maybe missed forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a search of a lost breeze&lt;br /&gt;the swan lost its feather&lt;br /&gt;the lion its teeth&lt;br /&gt;and the shadow its beauty&lt;br /&gt;all gone with the insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the living dreams&lt;br /&gt;still born is the dream&lt;br /&gt;never moved to be seen&lt;br /&gt;never meant to be ridden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a dream lost in a sleepless night&lt;br /&gt;maybe reality becomes an echo&lt;br /&gt;later down the road to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;there will be other forks&lt;br /&gt;there will be other signs&lt;br /&gt;and somewhere to be going&lt;br /&gt;moving toward a meaning of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there is no meaning at all&lt;br /&gt;just a sense of being lost&lt;br /&gt;looking for deeds , remains&lt;br /&gt;to justify the miss&lt;br /&gt;to clarify the doom&lt;br /&gt;to bring to term a story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there is nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;just a water and clouds reflection&lt;br /&gt;under a beautiful sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-6052076233538912358?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6052076233538912358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6052076233538912358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/pier-of-my-destiny.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Pier of my destiny &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4302128348933775284</id><published>2010-07-13T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T02:06:01.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Kiss </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwscdvMhtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/F-O3f1yrf6U/s1600/Big+Wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwscdvMhtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/F-O3f1yrf6U/s320/Big+Wave.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493314513015703250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another look into the unborn dawn&lt;br /&gt;another sigh in someone's thought&lt;br /&gt;another hope of seeing you once again&lt;br /&gt;another loneliness of a sunlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm me with your smile&lt;br /&gt;a desire to be alive&lt;br /&gt;a glimpse into the mystery&lt;br /&gt;of unborn smiles gone insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a story of a joy&lt;br /&gt;make me joyful from inside&lt;br /&gt;bring me a cover where to hide&lt;br /&gt;under the wings of you and I&lt;br /&gt;above the agony of resurrection&lt;br /&gt;ashes sitting lonely within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me hear the wind&lt;br /&gt;make me enjoy the breeze&lt;br /&gt;take me into those eyes&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate being loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking loose from inside&lt;br /&gt;standing tall ashore oceans&lt;br /&gt;flapping wings of defies&lt;br /&gt;thinking silently of you&lt;br /&gt;and wandering into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4302128348933775284?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4302128348933775284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4302128348933775284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-kiss.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Another Kiss &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwscdvMhtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/F-O3f1yrf6U/s72-c/Big+Wave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7874214221582403035</id><published>2010-07-13T02:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T02:03:31.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sea Of Your Love </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwrxFUDJ5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/wlm6D9JBrss/s1600/sea_of_lov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwrxFUDJ5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/wlm6D9JBrss/s320/sea_of_lov.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493313767725016978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who gave me wings&lt;br /&gt;give me meanings&lt;br /&gt;give me horizons to fly to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set me insane into your sea&lt;br /&gt;let me sail toward your love&lt;br /&gt;into alleys of your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet me halfway in your whispers&lt;br /&gt;plant in me the seed of joy&lt;br /&gt;bring me up above the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing me rhythmic rituals of love&lt;br /&gt;over the drums of victors&lt;br /&gt;and thousand years of idleness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your rays are shining on me&lt;br /&gt;your warmth is making me feel&lt;br /&gt;like I never felt before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7874214221582403035?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7874214221582403035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7874214221582403035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/sea-of-your-love.html' title='&lt;center&gt;The Sea Of Your Love &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwrxFUDJ5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/wlm6D9JBrss/s72-c/sea_of_lov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-1980177114179201563</id><published>2010-07-13T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:58:37.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belonging to your light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwqrOg8qrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6pL_vEgiUOw/s1600/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwqrOg8qrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6pL_vEgiUOw/s320/light.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493312567604193970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hope in the deepness of a look&lt;br /&gt;is what makes of your eyes a sea&lt;br /&gt;to sail through&lt;br /&gt;to go yearning forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belonging to your light&lt;br /&gt;a glimpse into dawn&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you to appear&lt;br /&gt;from behind the wall of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you who has the map&lt;br /&gt;to my sanctuary ,&lt;br /&gt;and to my soul&lt;br /&gt;bring me over home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to be leaning on your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;my eyes fervently gazing to your gates&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your smell to announce you&lt;br /&gt;wandering around in spaces looking for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely idole, to whom I dedicate my soul&lt;br /&gt;come and make me dance around the altar&lt;br /&gt;let's celebrate the dwindling of our despair&lt;br /&gt;let's mold our world out of our hopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's enjoy the shore before the swim&lt;br /&gt;let's invite the birds to our tree&lt;br /&gt;let's remove the hands of the clocks&lt;br /&gt;and let the time be our moment forever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1980177114179201563?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1980177114179201563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1980177114179201563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/belonging-to-your-light.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Belonging to your light&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwqrOg8qrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6pL_vEgiUOw/s72-c/light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-148420262679088802</id><published>2010-07-13T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:46:32.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>world's spin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwnxFEvdDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/A9_S6Dkl1qg/s1600/Atlas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwnxFEvdDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/A9_S6Dkl1qg/s320/Atlas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493309369614300210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world and its spin&lt;br /&gt;looking for its soul's kin&lt;br /&gt;a whole world and its din&lt;br /&gt;not worth its soul's twin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears of loss and fears&lt;br /&gt;meekly sobs of the throb&lt;br /&gt;everything is just sullen&lt;br /&gt;from your love it had fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just swollen&lt;br /&gt;akin , this heart is hurting&lt;br /&gt;soul's tears are pouring&lt;br /&gt;flowing forever dimming&lt;br /&gt;and the world still spins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-148420262679088802?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/148420262679088802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/148420262679088802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/worlds-spin.html' title='&lt;center&gt;world&apos;s spin&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TDwnxFEvdDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/A9_S6Dkl1qg/s72-c/Atlas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2709207963789870493</id><published>2010-07-12T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T16:57:38.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the beautiful one</title><content type='html'>Mermaid of my heart&lt;br /&gt;startling me in sweet soft pain&lt;br /&gt;Stoic is my desire for you&lt;br /&gt;branded is your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face is my moon&lt;br /&gt;your sigh is my pillow&lt;br /&gt;your love is my river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to be sane&lt;br /&gt;playing your hollow game&lt;br /&gt;but I know it is in vain&lt;br /&gt;every muse in my vein&lt;br /&gt;longs to your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already lost in your flame&lt;br /&gt;already consumed by your fire&lt;br /&gt;already enslaved by your desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the lines and their words&lt;br /&gt;your shadow is dancing&lt;br /&gt;giving away your secrets&lt;br /&gt;the map to your sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;between those lovely lines&lt;br /&gt;the road to your world&lt;br /&gt;behind those moaning eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world is a road&lt;br /&gt;worth traveling&lt;br /&gt;toward the sun&lt;br /&gt;the only sun that matters&lt;br /&gt;you .. my sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2005 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2709207963789870493?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2709207963789870493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2709207963789870493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-beautiful-one.html' title='To the beautiful one'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5799979607746498706</id><published>2010-06-27T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T20:35:02.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning into the wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCgYMEv9DcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RnkS3STROYY/s1600/drowning_into_the_wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCgYMEv9DcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RnkS3STROYY/s320/drowning_into_the_wind.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487662741663321538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turns up keys and opens doors&lt;br /&gt;she spans trees around horizons&lt;br /&gt;decorates his dreams with ambitions&lt;br /&gt;she stirs the breeze into his muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then spices up his memories&lt;br /&gt;with snapshots of far away years&lt;br /&gt;when her look stood up against the sky&lt;br /&gt;and her wings carried him to their moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks into the eyes of the sun&lt;br /&gt;his silence strumming her tune&lt;br /&gt;her sighs heard behind his lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majestic is the mist of her shadow&lt;br /&gt;when it faded away leaving behind&lt;br /&gt;a soft song drowning into the wind&lt;br /&gt;the unbound is taking its toll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5799979607746498706?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5799979607746498706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5799979607746498706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/drowning-into-wind.html' title='Drowning into the wind'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCgYMEv9DcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RnkS3STROYY/s72-c/drowning_into_the_wind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2618959419953122508</id><published>2010-06-25T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T22:08:53.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe Some Day </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWLWwvFCEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/aNYqC5DXlT4/s1600/unhappy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWLWwvFCEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/aNYqC5DXlT4/s320/unhappy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486944944176564290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you came along&lt;br /&gt;to redesign me in a song&lt;br /&gt;whose rhymes are thorns&lt;br /&gt;and then you expect me to dance&lt;br /&gt;to your swinging moods&lt;br /&gt;you expect me to numb my mind&lt;br /&gt;and adhere to your tunnel of love&lt;br /&gt;you expect me to peep into your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;and guess your unborn desires&lt;br /&gt;you expect me to dip into your unknown&lt;br /&gt;and to guess your unborn desires&lt;br /&gt;crumple crumple old roars&lt;br /&gt;and dream on you fool&lt;br /&gt;nothing bright will strike&lt;br /&gt;nothing gloomy will endure&lt;br /&gt;lamentation of rivers&lt;br /&gt;selling murmurs to birds&lt;br /&gt;will not rebuild your lost sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;blown wet candles are hard to re-lit&lt;br /&gt;and that's that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2005 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2618959419953122508?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2618959419953122508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2618959419953122508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-some-day.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Maybe Some Day &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWLWwvFCEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/aNYqC5DXlT4/s72-c/unhappy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-1194384507733206101</id><published>2010-06-25T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:57:08.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stubborness of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWIj7qDEkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DHARWR3K9wE/s1600/loss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWIj7qDEkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DHARWR3K9wE/s320/loss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486941871911670338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wallowing in echoes of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;mimicking insanity into desires&lt;br /&gt;shrieking foolishly at the thought&lt;br /&gt;of being alone and frozen in time&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to let go of the agony&lt;br /&gt;like a sinking boat would hold to its flag&lt;br /&gt;the last one to go&lt;br /&gt;that's what comes from&lt;br /&gt;falling into traps of empty promises&lt;br /&gt;and defying the norms of senses&lt;br /&gt;that's the aftermath of&lt;br /&gt;following streams of insanity&lt;br /&gt;thinking I had what it takes&lt;br /&gt;to overcome your plight&lt;br /&gt;to decipher your moves&lt;br /&gt;what a fool&lt;br /&gt;if I can only chase you away off my brain&lt;br /&gt;if I can only get back to my numbness&lt;br /&gt;for a while ,&lt;br /&gt;you are gone ...yet here I am&lt;br /&gt;stuck into your challenges&lt;br /&gt;blinded by your fading light&lt;br /&gt;even our memories , once blissful&lt;br /&gt;are turning into hurt&lt;br /&gt;everything is covered with flakiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2005 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1194384507733206101?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1194384507733206101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1194384507733206101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/stubborness-of-time.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Stubborness of Time&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWIj7qDEkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DHARWR3K9wE/s72-c/loss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2442842636720148133</id><published>2010-06-25T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:50:46.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Love Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWHEVGDdPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VrYumDFu0HM/s1600/when_you_love_someone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWHEVGDdPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VrYumDFu0HM/s320/when_you_love_someone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486940229472580850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone&lt;br /&gt;that feeling of peaceful harmony&lt;br /&gt;while together in each other's arm&lt;br /&gt;that feeling of peaceful harmony&lt;br /&gt;while together in each other's&lt;br /&gt;every little thing of daily chores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an inner voice borne&lt;br /&gt;out of the deep of the soul&lt;br /&gt;you want to linger the moment forever&lt;br /&gt;in each other's eyes&lt;br /&gt;in each other's whispers&lt;br /&gt;in each other's jests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being free&lt;br /&gt;of the time's constraints&lt;br /&gt;in a universe span by a look&lt;br /&gt;whose secrets can only be uncovered&lt;br /&gt;by crossing bridges of desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being a dew's flower&lt;br /&gt;and being a flower in a need of its dew&lt;br /&gt;at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of standing in the alleys of muses&lt;br /&gt;waiving , shouting and flapping the wings of joy&lt;br /&gt;and being so venerable in your silence&lt;br /&gt;at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When words become redundant&lt;br /&gt;and the sighs take over&lt;br /&gt;and you find yourself again&lt;br /&gt;sailing through waves of resonating hearts&lt;br /&gt;trying to say what words can't accommodate&lt;br /&gt;yet you want to say it out loud&lt;br /&gt;as if you want to hear it again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2005 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2442842636720148133?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2442842636720148133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2442842636720148133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-you-love-someone.html' title='&lt;center&gt;When You Love Someone&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWHEVGDdPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VrYumDFu0HM/s72-c/when_you_love_someone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7739963641607403266</id><published>2010-06-25T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T21:45:50.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Lando in Love </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWF1SWcPfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/k4Mu6ByouXE/s1600/ugly_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWF1SWcPfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/k4Mu6ByouXE/s320/ugly_man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486938871526342130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He preys on a lonely heart&lt;br /&gt;he smiles and ushers&lt;br /&gt;his teeth to her innocent blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is a man of his word&lt;br /&gt;his word doesn't mean much&lt;br /&gt;but he is a man of his word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls her his sparrow&lt;br /&gt;she sees in him her world&lt;br /&gt;then he dances the plot&lt;br /&gt;he just borrowed&lt;br /&gt;from Beezel the cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he smiles&lt;br /&gt;hiding his miles long&lt;br /&gt;trail of feline burrow&lt;br /&gt;behind those decaying&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of smear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he dances&lt;br /&gt;around her lifeless soul&lt;br /&gt;he left behind&lt;br /&gt;in endless rivers of ire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises of Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;are his ice breaking lines&lt;br /&gt;menders of sorrows&lt;br /&gt;are his next to kin felines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paws his preys&lt;br /&gt;talk about the soon&lt;br /&gt;to be together in the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talks about green pastures&lt;br /&gt;and his weeping willows !&lt;br /&gt;but all he leaves behind&lt;br /&gt;is a weeping pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brags about his love&lt;br /&gt;and how he is thorough&lt;br /&gt;but he never meant&lt;br /&gt;any wine from any vine&lt;br /&gt;just sucking the lust&lt;br /&gt;of his deep craving desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He throttles along&lt;br /&gt;the mountains of Saguaro&lt;br /&gt;but he is from the&lt;br /&gt;far away Zibeline land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten into the game&lt;br /&gt;so prepared&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have a flaw to fear&lt;br /&gt;only his victim's soul to tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a man of his word&lt;br /&gt;his word doesn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;but he is a man of his word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He claims to be in need&lt;br /&gt;for his dream&lt;br /&gt;for her soul to farrow&lt;br /&gt;but his sterile soul&lt;br /&gt;can only give birth to sears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a man of his word&lt;br /&gt;his word doesn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;but he is a man of his word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7739963641607403266?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7739963641607403266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7739963641607403266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/lando-in-love.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Lando in Love &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCWF1SWcPfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/k4Mu6ByouXE/s72-c/ugly_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7892384178402673384</id><published>2010-06-25T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T15:52:03.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Worthless games </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCUygbpQIwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EZ7rd0Qb7gw/s1600/ugly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCUygbpQIwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EZ7rd0Qb7gw/s320/ugly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486847253778801410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game of shadows&lt;br /&gt;glare into the eyes&lt;br /&gt;and a worthless &lt;br /&gt;loveless life &lt;br /&gt;eggless birds&lt;br /&gt;shaman of the tribe&lt;br /&gt;cut them wombs &lt;br /&gt;reality of a hag&lt;br /&gt;let out the shame &lt;br /&gt;of her doom &lt;br /&gt;bloodless veins &lt;br /&gt;running empty&lt;br /&gt;playing  her tunes&lt;br /&gt;so fatal to love&lt;br /&gt;so dull and glowless &lt;br /&gt;them hollow eyes&lt;br /&gt;them fierce eyes&lt;br /&gt;spitting fire and spite &lt;br /&gt;into the  guts of envy&lt;br /&gt;killing seeds &lt;br /&gt;crumpling intentions&lt;br /&gt;down to the misery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7892384178402673384?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7892384178402673384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7892384178402673384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/worthless-games.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Worthless games &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCUygbpQIwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/EZ7rd0Qb7gw/s72-c/ugly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-1778233327489571698</id><published>2010-06-24T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:44:22.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Longed To Find</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCRCKHPJ7JI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6YB6tt92wbQ/s1600/search_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCRCKHPJ7JI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6YB6tt92wbQ/s320/search_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486582987552844946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up there above in the sky&lt;br /&gt;those lovely sparkling stars&lt;br /&gt;looked brighter by her side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then started wondering&lt;br /&gt;if his deep feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;was a sign for him to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then listened to the wind&lt;br /&gt;whispering gently to him&lt;br /&gt;as if it was a soft song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ..&lt;br /&gt;his deep feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;was the love in his mind&lt;br /&gt;he forever longed to find&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1778233327489571698?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1778233327489571698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1778233327489571698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/forever-longed-to-find.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Forever Longed To Find&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCRCKHPJ7JI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6YB6tt92wbQ/s72-c/search_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5622386586368466862</id><published>2010-06-23T21:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:59:05.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening to the wind </title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCLkeqd5l7I/AAAAAAAAADs/Z6ZBnf2hKTU/s1600/dreaming_of_you_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCLkeqd5l7I/AAAAAAAAADs/Z6ZBnf2hKTU/s320/dreaming_of_you_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486198511537592242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the wind &lt;br /&gt;gusting its wisdom &lt;br /&gt;the soundless myth&lt;br /&gt;bragging its might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fastening wings to desires&lt;br /&gt;binding memories to fates&lt;br /&gt;burdening souls&lt;br /&gt;going south in winter time&lt;br /&gt;heading north when it bleeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echoes of the past&lt;br /&gt;strumming the pain &lt;br /&gt;bringing over bitter joys&lt;br /&gt;heading home when it rains&lt;br /&gt;sipping dews when it dries&lt;br /&gt;yet forever whispering in vain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5622386586368466862?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5622386586368466862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5622386586368466862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/listening-to-wind.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Listening to the wind &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TCLkeqd5l7I/AAAAAAAAADs/Z6ZBnf2hKTU/s72-c/dreaming_of_you_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7785663449490024548</id><published>2010-06-20T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:42:18.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Grandiose scheme </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TB7DTsp9ojI/AAAAAAAAADc/WvevQPqno4s/s1600/desert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TB7DTsp9ojI/AAAAAAAAADc/WvevQPqno4s/s320/desert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485036139355939378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them levied stories&lt;br /&gt;streets of bungalows &lt;br /&gt;glories of a heavy slide &lt;br /&gt;down the rain &lt;br /&gt;prying on the Bedouin &lt;br /&gt;till his jar goes missing &lt;br /&gt;far away getting closer&lt;br /&gt;grandiose scheme lost&lt;br /&gt;forever in a search &lt;br /&gt;of a name adrift &lt;br /&gt;through many waves&lt;br /&gt;ebbing away the remains &lt;br /&gt;of an aghast day &lt;br /&gt;prying on the bride &lt;br /&gt;of a numidian and his calvary&lt;br /&gt;of steriles stires&lt;br /&gt;lovely scene shot &lt;br /&gt;so gentle and soft&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of a desert&lt;br /&gt;so scarce and brittle &lt;br /&gt;like the day of inception&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7785663449490024548?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7785663449490024548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7785663449490024548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/grandiose-scheme.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Grandiose scheme &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TB7DTsp9ojI/AAAAAAAAADc/WvevQPqno4s/s72-c/desert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-6466554631107031042</id><published>2010-06-11T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:43:14.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Lazy Bird </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBMCNLHTohI/AAAAAAAAADE/CIXQBTntL10/s1600/bird_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBMCNLHTohI/AAAAAAAAADE/CIXQBTntL10/s320/bird_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481727596785017362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clamorous lazy bird&lt;br /&gt;perching on some wire&lt;br /&gt;Just like a moor when &lt;br /&gt;siring detailed elaborate plans&lt;br /&gt;of some trip to some sun &lt;br /&gt;last standing pillar is in dire&lt;br /&gt;some sparkles of inner fire&lt;br /&gt;ebbing away them bright  clout &lt;br /&gt;Irresistible things to admire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clamorous lazy bird&lt;br /&gt;flapping  its senile wings  &lt;br /&gt;to hover over its own pyre&lt;br /&gt;another  frozen memory &lt;br /&gt;faded away  into thin  air&lt;br /&gt;just like Adriatic salty water&lt;br /&gt;funneling through &lt;br /&gt;fists of time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-6466554631107031042?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6466554631107031042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6466554631107031042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/lazy-bird.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Lazy Bird &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBMCNLHTohI/AAAAAAAAADE/CIXQBTntL10/s72-c/bird_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7386355262326158065</id><published>2010-06-10T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:09:28.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mira ..my beautiful friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBGanKilpDI/AAAAAAAAACc/VvUpY7Tw6Zg/s1600/mira_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBGanKilpDI/AAAAAAAAACc/VvUpY7Tw6Zg/s320/mira_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481332219121607730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira my only friend&lt;br /&gt;what have become of you ?&lt;br /&gt;you gone too long&lt;br /&gt;and I grew older&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira my only flower&lt;br /&gt;what have become of you ?&lt;br /&gt;your company too strong&lt;br /&gt;and I grew fond&lt;br /&gt;loving your bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira my gentle world&lt;br /&gt;what have become of you ?&lt;br /&gt;my words' inspiration&lt;br /&gt;I would have listed them all&lt;br /&gt;aesthetic boon of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira my humming bird&lt;br /&gt;what have become of you ?&lt;br /&gt;you soft to the marrow&lt;br /&gt;and I grew infatuated&lt;br /&gt;by the wind of your wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira my heart's jubilation&lt;br /&gt;what have become of you ?&lt;br /&gt;you shine to the soul&lt;br /&gt;I grew enlightened by you&lt;br /&gt;Mira my endless sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7386355262326158065?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7386355262326158065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7386355262326158065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/mira-my-beautiful-friend.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Mira ..my beautiful friend&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBGanKilpDI/AAAAAAAAACc/VvUpY7Tw6Zg/s72-c/mira_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5923495556968944645</id><published>2010-06-10T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T18:52:31.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Colorful Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBGWy76Gu1I/AAAAAAAAACM/OegXUM9uJ-w/s1600/Waiting_For_You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBGWy76Gu1I/AAAAAAAAACM/OegXUM9uJ-w/s320/Waiting_For_You.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481328023305632594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't know where to begin&lt;br /&gt;no point in trying to stir emotions&lt;br /&gt;rather let the words be the messenger&lt;br /&gt;of what's inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So alone and forgotten&lt;br /&gt;behind a wall of time&lt;br /&gt;cold and sober as&lt;br /&gt;a broken soul against a reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A feeling he has to bear&lt;br /&gt;words he has to borrow&lt;br /&gt;yet a colorful palette so dim&lt;br /&gt;is all that remains from him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the will to paint persist&lt;br /&gt;there and here with words&lt;br /&gt;the same old driving whisper&lt;br /&gt;remains so faithful and clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5923495556968944645?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5923495556968944645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5923495556968944645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/colorful-words.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Colorful Words&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBGWy76Gu1I/AAAAAAAAACM/OegXUM9uJ-w/s72-c/Waiting_For_You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-6595219831975383842</id><published>2010-06-10T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:48:47.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBGjnQl1BQI/AAAAAAAAACs/D5G3OPxzyPE/s1600/dreaming_of_you_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBGjnQl1BQI/AAAAAAAAACs/D5G3OPxzyPE/s320/dreaming_of_you_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481342116350461186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the merge together&lt;br /&gt;to come a full circle forever&lt;br /&gt;the puzzle to be put together&lt;br /&gt;your words and this much is true&lt;br /&gt;somehow inside like one ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading deep from it&lt;br /&gt;like the palm of some hands&lt;br /&gt;whispering love into dreams&lt;br /&gt;dreams of happy days ahead&lt;br /&gt;allowing sight from within hearts&lt;br /&gt;someday we will be one forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That look out into the rain...&lt;br /&gt;causing me such pain...&lt;br /&gt;times that you turned away from me...&lt;br /&gt;tears ran down faces ...&lt;br /&gt;cutting through souls like the blade of a knife&lt;br /&gt;Though loving you, and walking through your dreams...&lt;br /&gt;but you are silently fading&lt;br /&gt;like the beautiful rainbow...&lt;br /&gt;leaving burns through me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories flow through like a soft spring rain...&lt;br /&gt;But visions of the past keep haunting&lt;br /&gt;How we wished on the same star&lt;br /&gt;how we seeded our desolate feelings of despair&lt;br /&gt;What do you suppose we met on the pier that day for ?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why are you so alone now ... ?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because our promises weren't carved into stone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-6595219831975383842?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6595219831975383842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/6595219831975383842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreaming-of-you.html' title='Dreaming of you'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBGjnQl1BQI/AAAAAAAAACs/D5G3OPxzyPE/s72-c/dreaming_of_you_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-1891328544000921958</id><published>2010-06-10T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T09:09:55.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty Inside</title><content type='html'>A beauty inside&lt;br /&gt;not easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;nor easy to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When within its confide&lt;br /&gt;and is by your side&lt;br /&gt;it is more than the pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true beauty inside&lt;br /&gt;is a journey through life&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful and wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1891328544000921958?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1891328544000921958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1891328544000921958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/beauty-inside.html' title='The Beauty Inside'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5194469870641945191</id><published>2010-06-10T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T09:16:30.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Sing Us a Song </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBEP0QxDSAI/AAAAAAAAACE/i9JS2r3hKck/s1600/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBEP0QxDSAI/AAAAAAAAACE/i9JS2r3hKck/s320/dancing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481179612014921730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love is so sublime&lt;br /&gt;our hearts and souls&lt;br /&gt;are its gentle rhymes&lt;br /&gt;so let it sing us a song&lt;br /&gt;and let's slow dance on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's close our eyes&lt;br /&gt;and swim to the shore&lt;br /&gt;all the way to the bay&lt;br /&gt;to bathe our dream&lt;br /&gt;in its waverly beam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then .....&lt;br /&gt;let us hear our story&lt;br /&gt;in its full blown glory&lt;br /&gt;you are my cute fairy&lt;br /&gt;my heart is your dowry&lt;br /&gt;your soul is my jewelery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5194469870641945191?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5194469870641945191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5194469870641945191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/sing-us-song.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Sing Us a Song &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBEP0QxDSAI/AAAAAAAAACE/i9JS2r3hKck/s72-c/dancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-5076710076511361047</id><published>2010-06-09T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T20:04:44.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectation and realities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBBWHBkb-1I/AAAAAAAAABs/OMoQqouENCQ/s1600/fora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBBWHBkb-1I/AAAAAAAAABs/OMoQqouENCQ/s320/fora.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480975425190230866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would expect to see&lt;br /&gt;trees when people say there is a forest&lt;br /&gt;yet there are trees that don't belong&lt;br /&gt;or maybe they were there but decayed away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like everything else&lt;br /&gt;down the drain&lt;br /&gt;replaced by some kind of mutants&lt;br /&gt;that nobody can understand or follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely world .. we make together&lt;br /&gt;if only there was some sense to give to this world&lt;br /&gt;it would have been ok&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately senses don't seem to recognize this&lt;br /&gt;kind of being implanted into the forest instead of the trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lovely birds .. you better off staying on wire-lines&lt;br /&gt;or into chimneys for this is the most cold forest&lt;br /&gt;you would ever be able to think of ..&lt;br /&gt;and if you can find something ..&lt;br /&gt;that would be great for I couldn't find&lt;br /&gt;any meaning whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;except the smile on my face ..&lt;br /&gt;watch and learn for there is always&lt;br /&gt;something to be learned&lt;br /&gt;even when we are surrounded by insanity .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the forest land with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-5076710076511361047?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5076710076511361047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/5076710076511361047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/expectation-and-realities.html' title='Expectation and realities'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBBWHBkb-1I/AAAAAAAAABs/OMoQqouENCQ/s72-c/fora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-921803271078703314</id><published>2010-06-09T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:46:30.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When She Visits My Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBBRQy5DakI/AAAAAAAAABk/qB__I5PdcBk/s1600/dream_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBBRQy5DakI/AAAAAAAAABk/qB__I5PdcBk/s320/dream_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480970095490722370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turns keys into the dream&lt;br /&gt;opens doors to let the sun in&lt;br /&gt;ushers the light and its beam&lt;br /&gt;into the hallway of its frame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stages beauty in a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;then stops to claim her shine&lt;br /&gt;from the stars above and then&lt;br /&gt;she moves around beautifully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the moon and its brightness&lt;br /&gt;smiling back to the flowers and&lt;br /&gt;making hands in hands shadows&lt;br /&gt;on the face of her own lovely sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets the breeze playing&lt;br /&gt;with her hair like a song&lt;br /&gt;to be heard down the line&lt;br /&gt;all the way to the world inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets heard saying the words&lt;br /&gt;so lovely sleeping on her lips&lt;br /&gt;like a charm in love and ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;she gets the wind to be heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her soft lightness look&lt;br /&gt;toward the skies is so deep&lt;br /&gt;as if in a worship veneration of&lt;br /&gt;the feelings dwelling her heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets the blooming flowers&lt;br /&gt;coming to seek her own advice&lt;br /&gt;how to be so lovely painted&lt;br /&gt;on the face of her own story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets the heart to be joyful&lt;br /&gt;she gets the joy to be heartfelt&lt;br /&gt;she is the holder of the key&lt;br /&gt;secrets of a dream that shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-921803271078703314?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/921803271078703314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/921803271078703314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-she-visits-my-dream.html' title='When She Visits My Dream'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBBRQy5DakI/AAAAAAAAABk/qB__I5PdcBk/s72-c/dream_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2496349764904021253</id><published>2010-06-08T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T21:00:15.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Back To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TA8RPyDn2XI/AAAAAAAAABc/xQI9dYoT_mU/s1600/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TA8RPyDn2XI/AAAAAAAAABc/xQI9dYoT_mU/s320/rose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480618234365860210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not ready to watch you&lt;br /&gt;walk away from my heart&lt;br /&gt;if you do my love ... you know&lt;br /&gt;that I will just fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you walked away&lt;br /&gt;the only consolation left behind&lt;br /&gt;is my lonely wet pillow&lt;br /&gt;the only friend I could find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hurt over my crying soul&lt;br /&gt;is weighing it down to its wear&lt;br /&gt;my heart's whiffs making it so clear&lt;br /&gt;that I am longing to see you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to come back to me&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to touch your hand&lt;br /&gt;and to make you understand&lt;br /&gt;how your smiling lovely face&lt;br /&gt;is my only magical wand&lt;br /&gt;to drive away my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to wrap my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;my heart is in need for your woo&lt;br /&gt;my dry soul is in need for its dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me my love&lt;br /&gt;and let's weave our hopes&lt;br /&gt;from our sky and its blue&lt;br /&gt;and from your lovely wide eyes&lt;br /&gt;will make a horizon to sail through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/17/2006&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2496349764904021253?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2496349764904021253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2496349764904021253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/come-back-to-me.html' title='Come Back To Me'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TA8RPyDn2XI/AAAAAAAAABc/xQI9dYoT_mU/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-3650022624248933669</id><published>2010-06-08T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T20:50:58.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>He woke up at dawn&lt;br /&gt;eyes still half closed&lt;br /&gt;mind still dozed by&lt;br /&gt;a hangover of a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumped into the day&lt;br /&gt;out to the jungle&lt;br /&gt;the sky up so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold was on time&lt;br /&gt;faces looked faceless&lt;br /&gt;thoughts were frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seemed&lt;br /&gt;busy killing the time&lt;br /&gt;but .. time never dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then got back to&lt;br /&gt;his dream to be alive&lt;br /&gt;again for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-3650022624248933669?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3650022624248933669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3650022624248933669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4669696047786157290</id><published>2010-06-08T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:29:50.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Diary From Mister Al the Seaman </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBWiF94WhbI/AAAAAAAAADU/os8PYBtlVOU/s1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBWiF94WhbI/AAAAAAAAADU/os8PYBtlVOU/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482466344787412402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat there by the hill&lt;br /&gt;keeping an eye on his&lt;br /&gt;two goats and&lt;br /&gt;working out his new tune&lt;br /&gt;on his flute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goatee goat&lt;br /&gt;if I was to tell you not&lt;br /&gt;what's in there behind&lt;br /&gt;those hills&lt;br /&gt;would you believe me ?&lt;br /&gt;if I tell you there is&lt;br /&gt;just another foggy void&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then pulled his bags&lt;br /&gt;from inside his head cover&lt;br /&gt;unfolded the piece of newspaper&lt;br /&gt;where he kept his tea powder&lt;br /&gt;he got from Tuesday of the advancers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while waiting for his water&lt;br /&gt;to boil on the three stones&lt;br /&gt;with wood but no foil&lt;br /&gt;he started singing&lt;br /&gt;the tray and the well&lt;br /&gt;the running water still&lt;br /&gt;come over and make me&lt;br /&gt;your sweet soft cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;and let me regulate my mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then adjusted his head cover&lt;br /&gt;to a forty degree and from behind&lt;br /&gt;his ear pulled out a half smoked&lt;br /&gt;cigarette and then struck&lt;br /&gt;a candle match against a stone&lt;br /&gt;to lighten up his mind&lt;br /&gt;puffed few circles and watched&lt;br /&gt;them disappear into thin air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset caught him still day dreaming ..&lt;br /&gt;he then whistled to his goats&lt;br /&gt;it was time to go home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;he put his cane behind his shoulders&lt;br /&gt;as an acrobat while doing&lt;br /&gt;his oscillating walk ... his own peacock dance&lt;br /&gt;in case she would be looking his way&lt;br /&gt;an early courtship to last him till dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2006 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4669696047786157290?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4669696047786157290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/4669696047786157290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/diary-from-mister-al-seaman.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Diary From Mister Al the Seaman &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBWiF94WhbI/AAAAAAAAADU/os8PYBtlVOU/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-6065204494829120901</id><published>2010-06-07T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:02:20.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/Y0lXv0uGDNw/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0lXv0uGDNw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y0lXv0uGDNw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I need your love&lt;br /&gt;You've got that hold over me&lt;br /&gt;Long as I've got your love&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll never leave&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted you to share my life&lt;br /&gt;I had no doubt in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And it's been you woman&lt;br /&gt;Right down the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much I lean on you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can see&lt;br /&gt;The changes that I've been through&lt;br /&gt;Have left a mark on me&lt;br /&gt;You've been as constant as a Northern Star&lt;br /&gt;The brightest light that shines&lt;br /&gt;It's been you woman right down the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say this is my way&lt;br /&gt;Of tellin' you everything&lt;br /&gt;I could never say before&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this is my way of tellin' you&lt;br /&gt;That every day I'm lovin' you so much more&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you believed in me through my darkest night&lt;br /&gt;Put somethin' better inside of me&lt;br /&gt;You brought me into the light&lt;br /&gt;Threw away all those crazy dreams&lt;br /&gt;I put them all behind&lt;br /&gt;And it was you woman&lt;br /&gt;Right down the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say this is my way of tellin' you everything&lt;br /&gt;I could never say before&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this is my way of tellin' you&lt;br /&gt;Everything I could never say before&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this is my way of tellin' you&lt;br /&gt;That every day I'm lovin' you so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should doubt myself, if I'm losing ground&lt;br /&gt;I won't turn to someone else&lt;br /&gt;They'd only let me down&lt;br /&gt;When I wanted you to share my life&lt;br /&gt;I had no doubt in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And it's been you woman&lt;br /&gt;Right down the line&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-6065204494829120901?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBPjc6jGyaI/AAAAAAAAADM/7eI2xJURem0/s1600/silent_prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBPjc6jGyaI/AAAAAAAAADM/7eI2xJURem0/s320/silent_prayer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481975257332369826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into eyes with wonder&lt;br /&gt;what else is there ?&lt;br /&gt;but the all too familiar&lt;br /&gt;feelings of being alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfolded memories&lt;br /&gt;wrapped in whispers&lt;br /&gt;sedated by too many&lt;br /&gt;unanswered questions&lt;br /&gt;or unspoken words&lt;br /&gt;turned into sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes can see through&lt;br /&gt;nakedness of cold breezes&lt;br /&gt;of what was joyful&lt;br /&gt;but now is ablaze from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the last ashes&lt;br /&gt;wishing in vain&lt;br /&gt;for the moon and its rain&lt;br /&gt;silent wait can be insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09/27/2007&lt;br /&gt;© 2007 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1038921731531809041?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1038921731531809041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1038921731531809041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/silent-prayer.html' title='&lt;center&gt; Silent Prayer &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBPjc6jGyaI/AAAAAAAAADM/7eI2xJURem0/s72-c/silent_prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-43052319558234610</id><published>2010-06-07T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T20:07:49.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'> The Other Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBBWuLh9y0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8R6sisy7tRo/s1600/the_other_way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBBWuLh9y0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8R6sisy7tRo/s320/the_other_way.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480976097879116610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all is just an ivory tower&lt;br /&gt;a stair-less one&lt;br /&gt;no windows to envy&lt;br /&gt;no sunshine to endure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could have been &lt;br /&gt;the other way&lt;br /&gt;you down here&lt;br /&gt;so many times&lt;br /&gt;so many ways&lt;br /&gt;looking up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other way&lt;br /&gt;so many ways to choose from&lt;br /&gt;the harshest words&lt;br /&gt;the deepest cuts&lt;br /&gt;all in all is just&lt;br /&gt;another missed chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many moons&lt;br /&gt;so many stars&lt;br /&gt;so many missed sunsets&lt;br /&gt;If it were any other way&lt;br /&gt;it could have been worth&lt;br /&gt;the vision of the shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By aurumium&lt;br /&gt;09/23/2007&lt;br /&gt;© 2007 aurumium (All rights reserved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-43052319558234610?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/43052319558234610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/43052319558234610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/other-way.html' title='&lt;center&gt; The Other Way&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TBBWuLh9y0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8R6sisy7tRo/s72-c/the_other_way.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-8570470325356330363</id><published>2010-06-07T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:51:32.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a brilliant night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TA3Kfv88DhI/AAAAAAAAABE/ad239YYK7AQ/s1600/night_fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TA3Kfv88DhI/AAAAAAAAABE/ad239YYK7AQ/s320/night_fa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480258968376577554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a brilliant night , full of promises&lt;br /&gt;yet no stars around&lt;br /&gt;just the sky naked to its blue&lt;br /&gt;the healing path shrinking to a point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one of these nights&lt;br /&gt;when the echo fades away&lt;br /&gt;and the closure becomes final&lt;br /&gt;until then, there is no remorse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to sooth and nothing to please&lt;br /&gt;just another night , fruitful or fruitless&lt;br /&gt;nothing matters no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as there is someone for me in you&lt;br /&gt;I will be the happiest man alive&lt;br /&gt;as long as you are my mirror&lt;br /&gt;I can see my smile in your eye's reflection&lt;br /&gt;I can smell the flowers in your whispers&lt;br /&gt;I am the happiest man alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are my meaning&lt;br /&gt;I will be meaningful&lt;br /&gt;my little world spinning around&lt;br /&gt;my whole world&lt;br /&gt;my little world is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is freedom of the soul&lt;br /&gt;and the soul is love when it is free&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;and feel you into my bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be born with you again into the mystic&lt;br /&gt;just for you and your eyes&lt;br /&gt;nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;not even a stand still against the odds of life&lt;br /&gt;nothing ... just you and your eyes&lt;br /&gt;your eyes ... your lovely eyes&lt;br /&gt;your smile .. your lovely smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a brilliant night.. full of promises&lt;br /&gt;yet no stars around but I have my moon&lt;br /&gt;my sun .. my galaxy ... my everything&lt;br /&gt;my life what else do I need ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poet in me is in desperate need of his muse&lt;br /&gt;the man in me is looking for a home in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and I am lost in between&lt;br /&gt;lost in your alleys&lt;br /&gt;stranded by your shining sparkling oceans&lt;br /&gt;stoned to my bones by your presence in me&lt;br /&gt;addicted to your smiles&lt;br /&gt;enslaved by your halo&lt;br /&gt;and humbled by your kindness of soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the songs and all the movies and all that&lt;br /&gt;they all try to describe it and they fell short&lt;br /&gt;until you came along and you gave it its full meaning&lt;br /&gt;to me ...you are love&lt;br /&gt;no words necessary ..no music&lt;br /&gt;nothing just a look at you&lt;br /&gt;to understand what is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me love is a look into your deep eyes&lt;br /&gt;love for me is holding you into my arms&lt;br /&gt;and feeling you through my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;maybe one of these nights&lt;br /&gt;the echo will fade away&lt;br /&gt;and the closure will be final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then , there is no remorse&lt;br /&gt;nothing to sooth&lt;br /&gt;and nothing to please&lt;br /&gt;just another night , fruitful or fruitless&lt;br /&gt;nothing matters no more&lt;br /&gt;but your love ..I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/22/2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8570470325356330363?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8570470325356330363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8570470325356330363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-was-brilliant-night.html' title='It was a brilliant night'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbuP9DRh2m8/TA3Kfv88DhI/AAAAAAAAABE/ad239YYK7AQ/s72-c/night_fa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-1468644617701416748</id><published>2010-06-07T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:26:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the comsos abounds</title><content type='html'>Walking  silent  steps &lt;br /&gt;Marching  steadily&lt;br /&gt;Limping  harmoniously&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing the wind &lt;br /&gt;Covering  the mist&lt;br /&gt;Abundant  flare&lt;br /&gt;Munching the pretense&lt;br /&gt;Reminding the essence&lt;br /&gt;that thoughtful night&lt;br /&gt;When birds twitted &lt;br /&gt; songs  in a dreamlike &lt;br /&gt; Voice  sequenced  &lt;br /&gt;Tabular and soft &lt;br /&gt;Mural peaceful  vision &lt;br /&gt;the futuristic past&lt;br /&gt;Glorious  east &lt;br /&gt;Blaring  and glaring &lt;br /&gt;Glitter of the insanity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1468644617701416748?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1468644617701416748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1468644617701416748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/comsos-abounds.html' title='the comsos abounds'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-4559388006797372644</id><published>2010-06-07T18:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:25:18.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The forgotten  sign</title><content type='html'>Yet to see &lt;br /&gt;where nothing to feel&lt;br /&gt;yet to be where &lt;br /&gt;stillborn is dealt&lt;br /&gt;like a blow to ego&lt;br /&gt;take away laughter&lt;br /&gt;rumble the roar&lt;br /&gt;silently decay&lt;br /&gt;and immaculately stain&lt;br /&gt;those envious deeds&lt;br /&gt;with calamitous  norms&lt;br /&gt;that is a real hollow &lt;br /&gt;emptiness of the soul  &lt;br /&gt;Yet to claim &lt;br /&gt;there is nothing to blame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-4559388006797372644?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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sadness alone &lt;br /&gt;nectar of what was sown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long pier of claim &lt;br /&gt;sudden move north&lt;br /&gt;stars of the moon&lt;br /&gt;shed no tears  &lt;br /&gt;keep them joyful &lt;br /&gt;in their memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amid the ruins&lt;br /&gt;nurture the pain &lt;br /&gt;lament days of &lt;br /&gt;back to square one &lt;br /&gt;rabid taste of&lt;br /&gt;some  bitter void &lt;br /&gt;salty drops&lt;br /&gt;washing  pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-8651524289920000881?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8651524289920000881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/8651524289920000881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreaming-alone.html' title='Dreaming alone'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-6230382511649356547</id><published>2010-06-02T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:20:09.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet me halfway</title><content type='html'>Meet me halfway &lt;br /&gt;between the moon and the stars&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the altar &lt;br /&gt;abundant love &lt;br /&gt;filling the air &lt;br /&gt;a breeze to the soul &lt;br /&gt;Meet me halfway&lt;br /&gt;thirsty heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;hold my  hand&lt;br /&gt;make me free for a while &lt;br /&gt;a breeze to the soul&lt;br /&gt;a song of love&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2175719785656496552</id><published>2010-05-28T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T18:35:03.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>down the valley</title><content type='html'>Down the valley&lt;br /&gt;labyrinth and alley&lt;br /&gt;mingled restlessly &lt;br /&gt;with salty sand &lt;br /&gt;branded to stand&lt;br /&gt;endurance of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the valley&lt;br /&gt;lost soul and &lt;br /&gt;its sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;blossom edge of&lt;br /&gt;vain smile like&lt;br /&gt;castle in a sand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2175719785656496552?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2175719785656496552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2175719785656496552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/down-valley.html' title='down the valley'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2668789449948112430</id><published>2010-05-26T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:45:44.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shattered dreams</title><content type='html'>alone inside &lt;br /&gt;gone with dust  &lt;br /&gt;like a  shephered &lt;br /&gt;chasing  shattered dreams&lt;br /&gt;as far as the sea&lt;br /&gt;rocks and shells  &lt;br /&gt;a spectrum of lights&lt;br /&gt;beaming from scavenged  &lt;br /&gt;remains of a living lie &lt;br /&gt;what was once a dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2668789449948112430?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2668789449948112430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2668789449948112430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/shattered-dreams.html' title='Shattered dreams'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7654378209341139957</id><published>2010-05-26T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T18:14:37.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses are back</title><content type='html'>Roses are back &lt;br /&gt;Desired and beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Filling  with  joys&lt;br /&gt;Bringing back  &lt;br /&gt;Feelings of being wanted&lt;br /&gt;Trumpet blowing &lt;br /&gt;A battle is lost &lt;br /&gt;A heart is won &lt;br /&gt;A muse  is around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7654378209341139957?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7654378209341139957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7654378209341139957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/roses-are-back.html' title='Roses are back'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-7263305956379981885</id><published>2010-05-24T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:21:14.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>without love</title><content type='html'>wordless echoes&lt;br /&gt;heavy lusty creatures&lt;br /&gt;swimming  in ocean's mist&lt;br /&gt;dragged through dreams &lt;br /&gt;bitterness of the blame&lt;br /&gt;aghast and pale&lt;br /&gt;sucked out of its memory &lt;br /&gt;pretentious fearsome love&lt;br /&gt;running away scared &lt;br /&gt;while whispering &lt;br /&gt;the love name in vain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-7263305956379981885?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7263305956379981885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/7263305956379981885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/without-love.html' title='without love'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-3416865241393163421</id><published>2010-05-23T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:27:40.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need you by my side</title><content type='html'>Long alley  ahead &lt;br /&gt;with the moon light and &lt;br /&gt;a way to the sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;a whisper on your lips&lt;br /&gt;a jest on your sighs &lt;br /&gt;calm waters for a while&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-3416865241393163421?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3416865241393163421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/3416865241393163421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-need-you-by-my-side.html' title='I need you by my side'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-1219363326992839677</id><published>2010-05-12T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:51:06.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How wonderful</title><content type='html'>neon signs &lt;br /&gt;bat eyes  flirting &lt;br /&gt;madness  scorching&lt;br /&gt;wild thing  dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Dream&lt;br /&gt;of what have they become&lt;br /&gt;those  smiles wasted on &lt;br /&gt;timeless lips&lt;br /&gt;a time , adrift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will come and go &lt;br /&gt;the seedless plant fading&lt;br /&gt;clamor  of an abyss&lt;br /&gt;it seems so far away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-1219363326992839677?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1219363326992839677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/1219363326992839677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-wonderful.html' title='How wonderful'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3042925104307695362.post-2664572954079685672</id><published>2010-05-08T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T15:31:14.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>while you were away</title><content type='html'>in the blizzard of time &lt;br /&gt;there forever &lt;br /&gt;wandering mind&lt;br /&gt;over same vision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the ground&lt;br /&gt;make a meaning &lt;br /&gt;desire a spin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurture someone's memories&lt;br /&gt;adopt some flurries&lt;br /&gt;become it &lt;br /&gt;adopt some memories&lt;br /&gt;ruminate them &lt;br /&gt;sip them away &lt;br /&gt;let them wither &lt;br /&gt;peacefully&lt;br /&gt;they were meant &lt;br /&gt;to fade  with time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3042925104307695362-2664572954079685672?l=monetcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2664572954079685672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3042925104307695362/posts/default/2664572954079685672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monetcorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/while-you-were-away.html' title='while you were away'/><author><name>Monet Glaudius</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14393329363014480146</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
