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&lt;TD&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Quotes, Quotes, Quotes....&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I collect quotes. My sources includes forwarded text messages to me, notebooks, sometimes I got 'em from cards. Read 'em, ponder as well &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;taken from STI's 2005 Calendar&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where ther is no path and leave a trail." - Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"You can do what you have to do, and sometimes you can do it even better than you think you can." -Jimmy Carter&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"Most of our obstacles would melt away if, instead of cowering before them, we should make up our minds to walk boldly through them." - Orison Swett Marden&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"There's one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure." - Paulo Coelbo's 'The Alchemist'&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"Defeat is not the worst of failure. Not ti have tried is the true failure." - George E. Woddberry&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;""Do what you can, with what you have, where you are." - Theodore Roosevelt&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"Pleasure in the job puts perfection in the work." -Aristotle&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty." -Sir Winston Churchill&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"Obstacles cannot crush me. Every obstacle yields to stern resolve. He who is fixed to a star does not change his mind." - Leonardo da Vinci&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"It's kind of fun to do the impossible." - Walt Disney&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn." - Harriet Beecher Stowe&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"A successful person is one who can lay a firm foundation with the bricks that others throw at him or her." - David Brinkley&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;about LOVE...&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The entire sum of existence is the magic of being needed by only one person.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;When you fall in love don't give everything without leaving something for yourself... someday, somehow it would be to late for you to realized that you've given all for the wrong one without saving something for the right one...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Love has its own time, its own season, its own reasons for coming and going. you cannot bribe it or coaxit into staying. Youcan only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Don't let doubts lose the magic of love because its not everyday that you meet the person who has the magic to make you fall in love.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Love has its twists and turns, it leaves you in pain, but teaches you learn. Even if it takes you to wait for so long, love will always take you where you belong...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;When you love, do it with your&amp;nbsp;heart. When you think, do it with your mind... and when you make a decision, do it with both heart and mind ... and you'll never go wrong.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Never say goodbye when you still want to try. Never give up when you still feel you can take it. Never say you don't love a person when you can't let go.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;If you love someone, never let go! Don't believe that letting go means you love best. Instead, fight for your love! That's what TRUE love is!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;While waiting for the right person to come, play and have fun with the wrong ones. But be careful with who you play with, coz that person might be the right one all along!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;You deserve to be happy not in the arms of someone who keeps you waiting but in the arms of someone who will take you now, love you forever and leave you never!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Don't overuse your heart trying to look for someone you think you deserve, you should save the best part of you for the person who deserves you and deserved to be loved!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Love hurts when you break up with someone, it hurts even more when someone breaks up with you, but love hurts most when the person you love has no idea on how you feel...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;What's sad about loving somebody is when you're not good enough because somebody else still occupies his mind and heart and you know you can't compete... EVEN A BIT!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Once you loved the person truly, you won't ever-ever lose that love to that person. But if you think you lost that love coz of hurt and pain... maybe you hadn't truly love the person at all.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I know I have a heart coz its breaking.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;We can not beg someone to stay when he/she wants to live and be with someone else. We have to admit that love doesn't give us liscense to own a person.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;If love becomes painful and joyless, its time to let tjat love go and save yourself. You will find another love but not another self.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Love doesn't hurt all the time. The hurting is there to test you and help you grow.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;about WOMAN...&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;A woman's charm isn't seen in her face, it is reflected in her soul. It's the caring that she lovingly gives, compassion that she shows. 
&lt;P&gt;It is the heart that makes a woman pretty. She is beautiful according to what she is, not according to what she has.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Creation of Woman&amp;nbsp;from the rib of Man: She was not made from his head to top him, Nor out his feet to be trampled upon by him; But out of his side to be equal with him, under hisarm to be protected, and near his heart to be loved.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;GIRLS are like fireworks, their kiss lights up the night, their hugs make everything bright, when&amp;nbsp; they get mad they explode, and when they're happy they make everything glow.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;If a woman has much to say, her silence can be deafining. -ANNA and THE PRINCE&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;about MUSIC...&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. -AVERBACH&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Music is well said to be the speech of angles. -CARTYLE&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Music is the soul and lifts it high and wings it with sublime desires and fits it to bespeak the Dexty. -ADDISON&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Yea, music is the prophet art, among the gifts that God hath sent, one of the magnificent. -LONG FELLOW&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Music is the fourth material wants to our nature, first food, the rainest, then shelter, then music. -BOWEE&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The highest graces of music flow from the feelings of the heart. -EMMONS&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;and MORE...&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Winning is not a sometime thing; it's an all time thing. You don't win once in a while, you do them right all the time. Winning is a habit. Unfortunately, so is losing. -VINCE LOMBARDI&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;There are no mistakes, no coincidences. All events are blessings given to us to learn from. -DR. ELIZABETH KUBLER-ROSS&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;About all you can do in life is be who you are. Some people will love you for you. Most will love you for what you can do for them, and some won't like you at all. -UNKNOWN&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. -MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;A kind heart is a foundation of gladness, making everything in its&amp;nbsp;vicinity freshen into smiles. -WASHINTON IRVING&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It's funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you often get it. -W. SOMERSET MAUGHAM&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Moral character is assessed not what a man knows, but by what he loves. -AGUSTINE&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Pick battles big enough to matter, yet small enough to win. -THOMAS JEFFERSON&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;okay, that's all for now.... i'll add more quotes as soon i can collect.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/121753457/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, January 24, 2005</title><link>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/114498951/item/</link><guid>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/114498951/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 03:55:24 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.onfinite.three10.com/libraries/32576/333.jpg" align=left&gt; &lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=6&gt;&lt;B&gt;LOVE POEMS &lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;These are my collection of love poems since I was in high school. These poems are not downloaded nor copied in any websites. Just enjoy and fall in love...&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sweetheart&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;A sweetheart is someone&lt;BR&gt;You could write a book about&lt;BR&gt;The one you love to be with&lt;BR&gt;And hate to be without.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;A sweetheart is a knowing book&lt;BR&gt;A hand within your own&lt;BR&gt;The voice you always want to hear&lt;BR&gt;When you pick up the phone&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;A sweetheart understands your moods&lt;BR&gt;And laugh at things you say&lt;BR&gt;Or sees you when you're at your worst&lt;BR&gt;But loves you anyway.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;A sweetheart is the one you kiss&lt;BR&gt;And make-up with again&lt;BR&gt;When there's a difference&lt;BR&gt;Of opinion now and then.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;A sweetheart is the one&lt;BR&gt;That your always thinking of&lt;BR&gt;And the very special reason&lt;BR&gt;Why you know that you're in love.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Loving and Losing&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So, you love someone but he doesn't know it&lt;BR&gt;And you're longing to tell him but you're afraid and shy&lt;BR&gt;Will you just stay away and love him from a distance secretly and perhaps painfully?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Get the feeling off your chest that's what you'll do.&lt;BR&gt;Go to him and tell him exactly what's inside you&lt;BR&gt;Forget your foolish pride and don't regret it afterwards.&lt;BR&gt;There's nothing wrong and ugly and undignified about it.&lt;BR&gt;Loving is such a noble and wonderful thing to do&lt;BR&gt;And falling in love is the greatest gift you give to yourself&lt;BR&gt;Say it now and don't let your golden chances go by&lt;BR&gt;Else he'll slip away and be gone and you'll never know that he loved you too&lt;BR&gt;Look, everybody's getting a lover&lt;BR&gt;Don't you also have the right to have one?&lt;BR&gt;God created us not as individuals but in pairs.&lt;BR&gt;He'll give a fair share if you deserve it.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;But what if your love gets turned down?&lt;BR&gt;Should you hide your face and cry?&lt;BR&gt;Don't friend, congratulate yourself instead&lt;BR&gt;Because you've done your part well&lt;BR&gt;Tomorrow you're probabaly fall in love again&lt;BR&gt;Bid goodbye to fears and say hello to laughter&lt;BR&gt;It's better to have love lost&lt;BR&gt;Than never to have loved at all&lt;BR&gt;Yes, its so loosely (and it hurts) to lose.&lt;BR&gt;But I think it's lonelier to sit all your life&lt;BR&gt;And wait for love to stay.&lt;BR&gt;It may never come at all.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Valour&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;by: Jonie-Ann H. Tabilog&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;They keep on yakking ang bugging our heads&lt;BR&gt;That they view the farthest and knew the best&lt;BR&gt;They say what they think but what can they know?&lt;BR&gt;None of their words could make me let go.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;They say it's wrong, to love you is a mistake&lt;BR&gt;That a relationship like ours the world cannot take&lt;BR&gt;I don't care about the world, I'll heed their words instead&lt;BR&gt;If to love you is really wrong, I don't want to be corrected.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;They say there is time, I'd find someone new&lt;BR&gt;They just can't see there's no one like you&lt;BR&gt;They told me to look around, there's something better&lt;BR&gt;But I've got the best why would I bother?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;They say it's crazy, what I feel can't be love&lt;BR&gt;But how can they tell they don't know enough&lt;BR&gt;They say I'm stupid, I can't be meant for you&lt;BR&gt;When would they know I can't live without you?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;They can say what they want, but I'll hold tight&lt;BR&gt;I will never give up, not in this fight&lt;BR&gt;No matter what happens we will stay together&lt;BR&gt;There is no need to worry we have each other&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/114498951/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, October 28, 2004</title><link>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/150035724/item/</link><guid>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/150035724/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2004 07:07:52 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 125px; HEIGHT: 91px" height=110 src="http://www.geocities.com/pinkrose_east/icons/ShowLetter.gif" width=204 align=left&gt; &lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=6&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Little Prince&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; 
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Little Prince&lt;/B&gt; is one of my favorite paperbacks I've read when I was in high school. So when I read this poem from the compilation of &lt;B&gt;Kuwaderno&lt;/B&gt;, I was able to ponder and connected with it. Below is the poem about the Little Prince.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Ode to The Little Prince&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I am the pilot&lt;BR&gt;Stranded in Sahara&lt;BR&gt;Out of nowhere&lt;BR&gt;You appeared.&lt;BR&gt;You- fragile&lt;BR&gt;Inexplicably naive&lt;BR&gt;Little boyYet so discerning.&lt;BR&gt;Your acumen&lt;BR&gt;Flows freely into space&lt;BR&gt;Uninhibited&lt;BR&gt;You talked nothing&lt;BR&gt;But the world&lt;BR&gt;You never knew of.&lt;BR&gt;You treasure&lt;BR&gt;The trivial feats&lt;BR&gt;You learn and&lt;BR&gt;Thirst for more&lt;BR&gt;I thought I am&lt;BR&gt;A grown-up.&lt;BR&gt;Realized by immaturity&lt;BR&gt;With the radiance&lt;BR&gt;Of your ignorance.&lt;BR&gt;How I love your innocence!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Then,&lt;BR&gt;You occupied me&lt;BR&gt;With your sweet laugh&lt;BR&gt;That rings like&lt;BR&gt;Little bells in the night.&lt;BR&gt;You tamed my heart&lt;BR&gt;That kept on waiting&lt;BR&gt;To hear you&lt;BR&gt;Laugh again.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Soon I forgot you&lt;BR&gt;Just passed by the Earth...&lt;BR&gt;You want to leave&lt;BR&gt;For your planet&lt;BR&gt;You nurtured and tended&lt;BR&gt;Awaits you now... &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Please take me&lt;BR&gt;And let me be&lt;BR&gt;The rose you kept &lt;BR&gt;Under the glass globe.&lt;BR&gt;Let me coax you&lt;BR&gt;With my beauty,&lt;BR&gt;Torment you&lt;BR&gt;With my vanity.&lt;BR&gt;Let me cast my&lt;BR&gt;Fragrance on you.&lt;BR&gt;And no,&lt;BR&gt;You care never too young&lt;BR&gt;To know how to&lt;BR&gt;Love me back! &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I do not want&lt;BR&gt;The account to end&lt;BR&gt;For I do not want wish&lt;BR&gt;To sit under the stars&lt;BR&gt;You left for me&lt;BR&gt;And wait for your return. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I&amp;nbsp;want to go home with you,&lt;BR&gt;And together we will watch&lt;BR&gt;The sunset -&lt;BR&gt;The 44 sunsets you&lt;BR&gt;See everyday&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;And you will never&lt;BR&gt;Have to be sad again&lt;BR&gt;Watching them...&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=6&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.geocities.com/pinkrose_east/icons/stars2.gif" align=top&gt;&lt;B&gt;CREDENDA&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;ABOUT:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Credenda&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/I&gt; is an excerpt from the book I read when I'm still in high school. The book's title is &lt;B&gt;The Gift of Acabar by Og Mandino and Buddy Kaye&lt;/B&gt;. Acabar is a star, and his gift to the people is the Credenda which is posted here. Hope you'll find time to read and ponder on it.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;Turn away from the crowd and its fruitless pursuit of fame and gold.&amp;nbsp; Never look backas you close your door tumult of greed and ambition.&amp;nbsp; Wipe away your tears of failure and misfortune. Lay aside your heavy load and rest until your heart is still. &lt;B&gt;BE AT PEACE.&lt;/B&gt; Already it is later than you think, for your earthly life, at best, is only a blink of an eye between two eternities.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;BE UNAFRAID.&lt;/B&gt; Nothing here can harm you except yourself. Do that which you dread and cherish those victories with joy and pride. &lt;B&gt;CONCENTRATE YOUR ENERGY.&lt;/B&gt; To be everywhere is to be nowhere.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;BE JEALOUS AT YOUR TIME.&lt;/B&gt; Since it is your greatest treasure.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;RECONSIDER YOUR GOALS.&lt;/B&gt; Before you set your heart too much of anything, examine how happy they are who already possess what you desire.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;LOVE YOUR FAMILY AND COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS.&lt;/B&gt; Reflect on how eagerly they would be sought if you did not have them. Put aside your impossible dreams and complete the tasks at hand no matter how distasteful. All great achievements come from working and waiting.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;BE PATIENT.&lt;/B&gt; God's delays are God's denials. &lt;B&gt;HOLD ON. Hold FAST.&lt;/B&gt; Know that your paymaster is always near. What you sow, good or evil, that you reap. Never blame your condition on others.&amp;nbsp;You are what you are through your choice alone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;B&gt;LEARN TO LIVE WITH HONEST POVERTY,&lt;/B&gt; if you must, and turn to more important matters than transporting gold to your grave.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Never meet trouble halfway. &lt;B&gt;ANXIETY IS THE RUST OF LIFE;&lt;/B&gt; when you add tomorrow's burden to today's, their weight becomes unbearable.&lt;B&gt; AVOID THE MOURNER'S BENCH AND GIVE THANKS,&lt;/B&gt; instead for your defeats. You would not receive them if you did not need them.&amp;nbsp;Always learn from others. He who teaches himself has a fool for a master.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;BE CAREFUL.&lt;/B&gt; Do not overload your comscience. Conduct your life as if it were spent in an arena filled with tattlers. &lt;B&gt;AVOID BOASTING.&lt;/B&gt; If you see something in you that puffs you with pride, look closer and you will see more than&amp;nbsp; enough to make you humble.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;BE WISE.&lt;/B&gt; Realize that all men are not created equal, for there is no equality in nature, yet no man was ever born whose work was not born with him. Work every day as if they will all end at midnight. &lt;B&gt;LOVE EVERYONE, EVEN THOSE WHO DENY YOU, FOR HATE IS A LUXURY YOU CANNOT AFFORD.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;SEEK OUT THOSE IN NEED.&lt;/B&gt; Learn that he who delivers with one hand will always gather with two. &lt;B&gt;BE OF GOOD CHEER.&lt;/B&gt; Above all, remember that very little is needed to make a happy life.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;LOOK UP. REACH OUT. CLING SIMPLY TO GOD&lt;/B&gt; and journey quietly on your pathway to forever with charity and a smile. When you depard it will be said by all that your legacy was a better word than one you found.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/119725523/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, August 09, 2004</title><link>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/114498789/item/</link><guid>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/114498789/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2004 02:41:02 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=6&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.geocities.com/pinkrose_east/icons/dream.gif" align=left&gt;&lt;B&gt;POEMS&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;written by &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Peter&amp;nbsp;John Villion&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; 
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&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Dream&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; 
&lt;P&gt;Love, if I weep it will not matter,&lt;BR&gt;And if you laugh I shall not care;&lt;BR&gt;Foolish am I to think about it,&lt;BR&gt;But it is good to feel you there.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking,&lt;BR&gt;White and awful the moonlight reached&lt;BR&gt;Over the floor, and somewhere, somewhere&lt;BR&gt;There was a shutter loose – it screeched!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Swung in the wind – and no wind blowing –&lt;BR&gt;I was afraid and turned to you&lt;BR&gt;Put out my hand to you for comfort –&lt;BR&gt;And you were gone! Cold as the dew.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Under the hand the moonlight lay.&lt;BR&gt;Love, if you laughed I shall not care;&lt;BR&gt;But if I weep it will not matter –&lt;BR&gt;Ah, it is good to feel you there.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Love's Philosophy&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The fountains mingle with the river,&lt;BR&gt;And the rivers with the ocean;&lt;BR&gt;The winds of heaven mix forever,&lt;BR&gt;With a sweet emotion;&lt;BR&gt;Nothing in the world is single;&lt;BR&gt;All things by a law divine&lt;BR&gt;In one another’s being mingle; -&lt;BR&gt;Why not I with thine?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;See! The mountains kiss the high heaven,&lt;BR&gt;And the waves clasp one another,&lt;BR&gt;No sister flower would be forgiven;&lt;BR&gt;As if disdained its brother;&lt;BR&gt;And the sunlight clasps the earth,&lt;BR&gt;And the moonbeams kiss the sea; -&lt;BR&gt;What are all these kissings worth,&lt;BR&gt;If thou kiss not me?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Pain&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Once I've loved and cried,&lt;BR&gt;Was left without telling why&lt;BR&gt;Flowers wither and trees died&lt;BR&gt;And so did my trust and pride.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Never again shall I love,&lt;BR&gt;Even look at women's smile&lt;BR&gt;For they will only stab at your heart&lt;BR&gt;With a dagger from their&lt;BR&gt;Treacherous hearts&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;All is fair in love they say&lt;BR&gt;Such it is in fairytales&lt;BR&gt;But fate seems to be unfair&lt;BR&gt;For the mistress of my love is PAIN&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT face="Monotype Corsiva" size=5&gt;Memories or&amp;nbsp;Dreams&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Age has narrowed my choices and forced&lt;BR&gt;Changes in my ways, so I invent a past&lt;BR&gt;Never really lived and envision a future&lt;BR&gt;That exists only in my secret dreams.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;No sorrow have I for the ways of my youth&lt;BR&gt;Just said the choices are no longer the same.&lt;BR&gt;For in truth this is one shame of aging,&lt;BR&gt;Living now as I must, not as I choose.&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Caught between two worlds, the life I’ve lived,&lt;BR&gt;And the life of dreams that I wish were real,&lt;BR&gt;Now I live the way I had chosen because&lt;BR&gt;The body can no longer do the mind’s dreams.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;And so I live with memories I never had. Why?&lt;BR&gt;Youth was spent imagining someday futures.&lt;BR&gt;But I awoke to find the future was today&lt;BR&gt;And I had only thoughts, hopes, and dreams.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I am older with some dreams left behind,&lt;BR&gt;But still I think of ways to give myself the &lt;BR&gt;Youth I never lived; thus, I have found another&lt;BR&gt;Sorrow of age – living dreams I never had.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;If care is not taken, unreal memories&lt;BR&gt;Are given life. Frequently I wish that &lt;BR&gt;Some dreams had been real so today I could&lt;BR&gt;Relive memories instead of unlived dreams.&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;History slightly rewritten but without harm;&lt;BR&gt;A snip here, a tuck here and what was small&lt;BR&gt;Becomes large and what was undone – done.&lt;BR&gt;A few liberties taken to enhance the past.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;But isn’t this the privilege of gaining age:&lt;BR&gt;Mixing dreams and memories as if both were&lt;BR&gt;The same, and adlibbing the truth to excite&lt;BR&gt;All who listen even if no one else believes?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Deep inside I know things were&lt;BR&gt;Not as I recount, nor were deeds&lt;BR&gt;Quite as brave as I like to remember.&lt;BR&gt;But are they memories or dreams?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Visit my official weblog site: &lt;A href="http://www.xanga.com/salvs" target=_new&gt;http://www.xanga.com/salvs&lt;/A&gt;</description><comments>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/114498789/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, August 02, 2004</title><link>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/116313697/item/</link><guid>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/116313697/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2004 04:15:53 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Zig Ziglar" src="http://www.onfinite.three10.com/libraries/23937/a43.jpg" align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;QUOTES taken from &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Steps to the Top&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;by Zig Ziglar&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
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&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Don't be afraid of opposition. Remember, a kite rise against- not with the wind. &lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" color=#ffffff size=1&gt;(Hamilton Mabie)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Prefer loss to the wealth of dishonest gain; the former vexes you for a lifetime; the latter will bring you lasting remorse. &lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" color=#ffffff size=1&gt;(Chilo)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;When you are good to others, you are the best to yourself. &lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" color=#ffffff size=1&gt;(Dr. Louis L. Mann)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Worry is a worship to a wrong god. &lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" color=#ffffff size=1&gt;(Jack Exum)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Impossible is a word to be found only in the dictionary of fools. &lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" color=#ffffff size=1&gt;(Napoleon Bonaparte)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself. &lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" color=#ffffff size=1&gt;(Ralph Waldo Emersion)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Keep your fears for yourself, but share your courage with others.&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" color=#ffffff size=1&gt;(Robert Louis Stevenson)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into the nest.&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" color=#ffffff size=1&gt;(J.G. Holland)&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Marshall Field's Ten Guidelines for Success&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1. The value of time- don't waste it.&lt;BR&gt;2. The value of perseverance- don't give up.&lt;BR&gt;3. The pleasure of hard work- don't be lazy&lt;BR&gt;4. The dignity of simplicity- don't be complicated.&lt;BR&gt;5. The worth of character- don't be dishonest.&lt;BR&gt;6. The power of kindness- don't be uncaring.&lt;BR&gt;7. The call of duty- don't shun responsiblity.&lt;BR&gt;8. The wisdom of economy- don't be spend thrift.&lt;BR&gt;9. The virtue of patience- don't be impatient.&lt;BR&gt;10. The improvement of skills- don't stop practicing.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Dean Walley" src="http://www.onfinite.three10.com/libraries/23606/e94.jpg" align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=6&gt;&lt;B&gt;POEMS&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;written by&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;DEAN WALLEY &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;CENTER&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Friendship&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Friendship is a promise&lt;BR&gt;...spoken only by the heart.&lt;BR&gt;It isn't given by any pledge.&lt;BR&gt;It isn't written on any paper.&lt;BR&gt;But friendship is a promise that&lt;BR&gt;is renewed every time&lt;BR&gt;that two friends meet and smile&lt;BR&gt;and enjoy the good times&lt;BR&gt;that come from simply being together&lt;BR&gt;promise to share&lt;BR a is Friendship&gt;both glad and sad times...&lt;BR&gt;a promise to think of each other&lt;BR&gt;fondly whether near or far &lt;BR&gt;apart. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Friendship is a promise&lt;BR&gt;spoken only by the heart...&lt;BR&gt;a promise that is always kept &lt;BR&gt;by love.&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Getting in Touch&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;When someone&lt;BR&gt;gets in touch&lt;BR&gt;after a long time&lt;BR&gt;its like finding &lt;BR&gt;a special part &lt;BR&gt;of your life&lt;BR&gt;that's been mislaid--&lt;BR&gt;a special treasure&lt;BR&gt;that's been lost.&lt;BR&gt;That's the way &lt;BR&gt;I felt when&lt;BR&gt;I heard from you.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It made so many happy memories&lt;BR&gt;come back to me.&lt;BR&gt;And it really did seem like "old times"&lt;BR&gt;Even though so much has happened&lt;BR&gt;since the last time we were in touch,&lt;BR&gt;I could tell that if we got together,&lt;BR&gt;It would be so easy&lt;BR&gt;to take up right where we left off.&lt;BR&gt;Thanks for thinking of me&lt;BR&gt;and thanks especially for getting in touch. 
&lt;P&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Visit my official weblog site: &lt;A href="http://www.xanga.com/salvs" target=_new&gt;http://www.xanga.com/salvs&lt;/A&gt; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/116313697/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 29, 2004</title><link>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/103954340/item/</link><guid>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/103954340/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2004 07:28:24 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.geocities.com/pinkrose_east/icons/precious.gif" align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=6&gt;&lt;B&gt;PROSE&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A Lonely Face&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;in the Fog&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;It was a white day. The huge green mountains which we were once a part of a beautiful scenery lay veiled before my eyes.&amp;nbsp; Even the solitary pine tree that stood in the distance was nowhere to be seen.&amp;nbsp; I looked around me to see the sun. I saw the thickening fog instead. I tried to pierce this impenetrability but I found myself oppressed bt the feeling of the immensity of the world before my sight.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I closed my eyes to avoid the deepening whiteness. Seconds passed, then minutes. As I stood motionless by the window, the face of someone I had known come into mu mind.&amp;nbsp; Memories of things past slowly hovered... repeating the very instances that had caused me pain, the bitter pangs to which I almost succumbed.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;He came when I was on the verge of accepting what fate had seemingly bestowed upon me. He came and he saw me... a dreamer... a lover of futile thoughts. He came and took me out of the grasps of solitude.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;My heart then became prey to strange emotions which were difficult to cope with. I felt a mixture of rapture and fear in his presence. Yet, the smell of deceit constantly lingered in the air and somewhere doubt was&amp;nbsp;born.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I wanted to resist, to remain adamant to the call of love. But the more I tried to evade him, the lesser was my courage to lose him.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;A silent kiss came... it sealed a promise... a promise of love.. a sweet illusion. Just like my dreams that had once soared in the skies, love too was lost in its depths. He left me in the same manner as when he came, with no word of good-bye.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Now, nothing is left but memories, shattered dreams and a lonely face in the fog.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;SOURCE:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;I&gt;...Kuwaderno, Official Publication of SLU&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/103954340/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 22, 2004</title><link>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/101476618/item/</link><guid>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/101476618/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2004 06:36:12 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#bf00bf&gt;For all you people who say 'I love you' when you &lt;BR&gt;have no clue&amp;nbsp; what love is exactly!!! Something &lt;BR&gt;to ponder upon.....&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0060bf&gt;*Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and &lt;BR&gt;is your voice caught within your chest?? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff&gt;-It isn't love, it's LIKE. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff9f40&gt;*You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them,&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;am I right?? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT color=#80ffc0&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#7f003f&gt;-It isn't love, it's LUST.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#007f7f&gt;*Are you proud, and eager to show them off??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#bc6f95&gt;-It isn't love, it's LUCK. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#c00000&gt;Do you want them because you know they're there??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT color=#bf5f00&gt; -It isn't love, it's LONELINESS.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#8000ff&gt;Are you there because it's what everyone wants??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#00bfbf&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#40a0ff&gt;-It isn't love, it's LOYALTY.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#bf00bf&gt;Are you there because they kissed you, or held &lt;BR&gt;your hand??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT color=#a2a2a2&gt;&amp;nbsp; -It isn't love, it's LOW CONFIDENCE.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff80bf&gt;Do you stay for their confessions of love, &lt;BR&gt;because you don't&amp;nbsp; want to hurt them??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT color=#40a0ff&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -It isn't love, it's PITY.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#bfdfff&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff9f40&gt;Do you belong to them because their sight makes &lt;BR&gt;your heart skip a beat??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffbf80&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -It isn't love, it's INFATUATION.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff80bf&gt;Do you pardon their faults because you care about &lt;BR&gt;them??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;FONT color=#dfbfff&gt;-It isn't love, it's FRIENDSHIP.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#40ffa0&gt;Do you tell them every day they are the only one &lt;BR&gt;you think of??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#b27c51&gt; -It isn't love, it's a LIE. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#a94a76&gt;Are you willing to give all of your favorite &lt;BR&gt;things for their sake??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffdfbf&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT color=#ff9f40&gt; -It isn't love, it's CHARITY.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#936386&gt;Does your heart ache and break when they're sad?? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;-Then it's LOVE.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#007f7f&gt;Do you cry for their pain, even when they're &lt;BR&gt;strong??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;-Then it's LOVE.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#00bf60&gt;Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your &lt;BR&gt;soul so deeply it hurts??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt; -Then it's LOVE.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#8080ff&gt;Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible &lt;BR&gt;mix of pain and relation pulls you close and &lt;BR&gt;holds you there?? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Then it's LOVE.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#7f007f&gt;Do you accept their faults because they're a part &lt;BR&gt;of who they are??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Then it's LOVE.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#82393c&gt;Are you attracted to others, but stay with them &lt;BR&gt;faithfully without regret??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Then it's LOVE.&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#40007f&gt;Would you give them your heart, your life, your &lt;BR&gt;death??&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;-Then it's LOVE. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black" color=#bf00bf size=4&gt;Now, if love is painful, and tortures us so, why &lt;BR&gt;do we love? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00ff&gt;Why is it all we search for in life? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff40ff&gt;This pain, this agony?&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff80ff&gt;Why is it all we long for?&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff80bf&gt;This torture, this powerful death of self? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff409f&gt;Why? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;FONT face="Arial Black"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;The answer is so simple cause it's...LOVE. It is &lt;BR&gt;such an addictive thing that even people who are &lt;BR&gt;not having it wish to experience it and share it &lt;BR&gt;with others as well.&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;</description><comments>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/101476618/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, June 17, 2004</title><link>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/99780105/item/</link><guid>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/99780105/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2004 07:12:50 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;H3&gt;&lt;B&gt;For RENZ...&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/H3&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=4&gt;At the End of the Rainbow (written&amp;nbsp;&lt;B&gt;&amp;nbsp;June 2004 )&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;"How much do you love me?"&lt;BR&gt;You often asked and I don't have an answer &lt;BR&gt;Now, I found it!&lt;BR&gt;Brought by a blessing in disguise.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Love doesn't have to quantify&lt;BR&gt;For if its TRUE, it has to suffer long&lt;BR&gt;Before savoring the sweetness of honey.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I let you fly not becoz I don't love you anymore&lt;BR&gt;I gave you your wings for you to breathe&lt;BR&gt;To let go of a cage that may confine you&lt;BR&gt;Brought by a confused being at the moment.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I may have broke your heart into pieces&lt;BR&gt;For you to solve a puzzle&lt;BR&gt;I may have made it rain&lt;BR&gt;For you to see the rainbow&lt;BR&gt;And if in the end of the rainbow&lt;BR&gt;We saw the same pot of gold&lt;BR&gt;Then, it was meant for us&lt;BR&gt;But if it's not... I'm still grateful&lt;BR&gt;You're a treasure I found at the end of the rainbow&lt;BR&gt;That would never part way with me&lt;BR&gt;'Coz you're always be in me.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=4&gt;Fear.... (written February 2004)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I'm in a complete dilema&lt;BR Im&gt;Whether to gamble again&lt;BR&gt;My love to you or not &lt;BR&gt;When a heart was fooled&lt;BR&gt;By the person she loves&lt;BR&gt;The pain is unbearable&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;When heart was hurt &lt;BR&gt;The pain goes to the mind&lt;BR&gt;Asking should I trust her again?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;One shows premises of her love&lt;BR&gt;Now, how would i know the validity&lt;BR&gt;If a part of yesterday, lies brought me to life?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I fear... lies may come to life again&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Mind dont like to gamble anymore&lt;BR&gt;Heart in a minute way wants to gamble&lt;BR&gt;The question is...&lt;BR&gt;Which of the two will dominate?&lt;BR&gt;A quest someone wants to know....&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT face="monotype corsiva" size=4&gt;How Stupid I Am (written December 2003)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;How Stupid Am I, not to feel you there &lt;BR&gt;I hate myself for not learning to love the real you&lt;BR&gt;You might hate me for the rest of your life &lt;BR&gt;For rejecting you, not only once.. &lt;BR&gt;But twice.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;If you only knew, I tried to love the real you&lt;BR&gt;But it didn't work out&lt;BR&gt;Because my love belongs to the virtual you&lt;BR&gt;It isn't it ironic? Am I selfish?&lt;BR&gt;Coz I can't love the real you?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P know&lt;br we?ll someday, Maybe&gt;Why this serendipity happened...&lt;BR&gt;Before everything will come to its natural death&lt;BR&gt;I want you to know&lt;BR&gt;That I have loved you&lt;BR&gt;The best way I know how...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/B&gt;</description><comments>http://salvs-poems.xanga.com/99780105/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>