tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1947921312144254592012-01-29T21:53:58.238+04:00<b> This blog site is used to give free way to thoughts and opinions which could be turned into words but not spoken about. </b>Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.comBlogger391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-26141356047706723502012-01-28T18:02:00.002+04:002012-01-28T18:07:47.013+04:00

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Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-8432789743425114182012-01-28T01:31:00.002+04:002012-01-28T01:46:14.207+04:00

I don't want a man who covers me with gifts and jewelry, But with his time, care, kisses and hugs,His understanding and support,And who doesn't have to be shared.The heart cry out and long for, Something the head knows is a fantasy, But the heart still wanna hope, Even though the head keep shouting: "stupid- give up"Bubblegum

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-62515410618817618032012-01-13T23:34:00.000+04:002012-01-13T23:36:06.468+04:00

J'aurais voulu te garder dans mes bras pour toujours,Mais l'éternité m'aurai parut trop courteBubblegum

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-77873808696081876902012-01-07T23:40:00.010+04:002012-01-28T01:30:26.357+04:00

We came across each other, As strangers we shared a smiled, We shared arguments and laughs, To finally share a bed, But only to be reminded that it should be forgotten, For our paths have to part no matter what we do, Unasked emotions emerged,But still they had to be buried, Everytime i think about today,It would make me smile.Ptit Gay(Bubblegum)

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-4378222151360227972011-12-25T03:13:00.003+04:002011-12-25T03:27:37.417+04:00

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Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-67547242509950825762011-07-14T18:51:00.004+04:002011-07-14T18:59:01.163+04:00

Appearing out of nowhere,To revive buried emotions,Knowing too well the effect you haveOnly to stomp on them again and againThen disappear.Tell me the name of your new game.Seeming to be pure bliss for you.Is that cruelty, inhumanity or viciousness the name

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-17409804710621136732009-12-18T21:06:00.000+04:002009-12-18T21:07:39.719+04:00

Everything breaks.Some things just hurt more than others.....

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-17217049405629960762009-10-19T04:17:00.001+04:002009-10-19T04:19:49.994+04:00

Life is an everlasting game of role play

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-2060961687637509272009-10-01T22:34:00.002+04:002009-10-01T22:37:07.099+04:00

What happened to us, I kept asking,I came back for you,but enough of this tears and hurt,I give up,Won't be going after you anymore,Maybe we were not meant to be ....Boo

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-45942011947548844462009-10-01T04:03:00.002+04:002009-12-03T23:37:38.476+04:00

The most painful thing is seeing the one you love.. love somebody else Boo

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-24799757406779831212009-09-22T05:05:00.000+04:002009-09-22T05:06:13.260+04:00

If only love was enough.....

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-11792041593012552202009-09-21T03:34:00.000+04:002009-09-21T03:35:29.835+04:00

I hate you because I love you.....

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-82683955319360963202009-09-08T01:17:00.001+04:002009-09-08T01:18:47.564+04:00

L'amour, c'est comme une cigarette. Ca pars toujours en fumée

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-35519531122713380612009-09-04T02:27:00.002+04:002009-09-04T02:35:59.261+04:00

Finding your partner is just like finding that perfect little shoe that is made for you. You are on an endless shopping spree where you do some window shopping, looking at some cute shoes. Sometimes you may see a very beautiful and attractive shoe and immediately think that its the one you want. So you get nearer, try it on, test it and although it does feel okay, you just know its not for you.

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-3349675350239965932009-08-30T05:10:00.002+04:002009-08-30T05:16:53.041+04:00

How do you stay friend with someone you love with all your heart and who says he doesn't love you. How do you still stay friend, see him everyday, share the same bed and not cry. How do you do that when you still love him, how do you ignore that love when you fall asleep only when he is here and has his arms around you. Can anyone really do that when it hurts that much.....???? Why do people say

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-59737595369513021242009-08-29T01:34:00.003+04:002009-08-30T05:17:54.671+04:00

A smiling face,With a crying heart,I love you,Three simple words,Yet so meaningless to you,Saying it everyday,When you don't even think it,Is that reality,Or am I in a nightmare,Where did we go wrong,When we were walking side by side,Is it time to say goodbye....

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-19418768616093611712009-08-11T19:08:00.000+04:002009-08-11T19:16:00.541+04:00

For every relationship, no matter how it started, the first year can be said to be the testing phase. The first six months can be said to be the happiest ones, then you start feeling the various facts that it consists of. Some may experience boredom while others are in total bliss. One may have multiple questions going on in the mind which put the whole relationship itself into retrospective.

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-91633357457772775982009-07-26T19:09:00.002+04:002009-07-26T19:11:38.915+04:00

Charming smiles and enchanting eyes,Hugs that make me feel,I've finally found my haven,Impossible to resist,For all I could do,Was fall in love with you.To my Boo

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-81153755563461175252009-07-08T05:13:00.002+04:002009-07-08T05:20:18.020+04:00

A delicate part of herShe'd given him to guard,Assuming it to be in good hands,Believing it not to be as thin as it looked,But it turned out to get broken,Falling into pieces at every stepThe shattering sound inaudible to him,He kept moving forward,Without noticing ,Each piece he was losing along the path,Not stopping to soothe her pain,For invisible her tears were to him.

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-26846754067837682502009-07-08T05:10:00.003+04:002009-07-08T05:13:08.655+04:00

What if I were the rain,would I be able to connect to someone's heart,like the rain connectsthe never-intersecting sky and earth?Would I be able to wash away this sadness from her heartlike the rain washes everything awayto give birth to a bright new day?Would I be able to cover up her tearslike the rain covers upthe flaws on the earth's surface?

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-2130529387671202212009-02-15T17:57:00.003+05:002009-02-15T18:21:53.137+05:00

Even angel cry,If you don't believe my words,Just look at the sky.Do you really think it's rain?It's nothing more than heaven's pain.Even angels cry.....

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-84031046459063106812009-01-29T18:47:00.004+05:002009-04-10T00:22:30.574+04:00

From the burning sun to the freezing windy world,Time has come to a stop again,For the warmth is no longer here,My little sunshine is lost in his world, Open your eyes and see, Am by your side.Black rain pouring in your grey world,Cold mist blurring your vision,Heal your heart and smile,For spring is here,Open your eyes and see,Am by your side. My Boo

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-65341212452048914922009-01-03T00:03:00.001+05:002009-01-03T00:05:39.712+05:00

Je vais t'attendre au coin d'la rueA l'heure ou les lumiéres s’éteignentQuand tu auras trop dansé, trop bu A l'heure ou ne restera plusQue mon bras pour poser ta peine,On partira ensemble une fois de plus Tu m'embrasseras comme je deteste,Avec cette tendresse que tu mets si bienEntre toi et moi Bien sur que le temps a passé,Que notre histoire est terminée...Peut-être, mais peut-être pas pour moi

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-82390835282486778582008-07-04T01:13:00.002+04:002008-07-04T01:19:16.758+04:00

Happiness came and then came confusion. I am happy and still lost at the same time. We agreed to have a good communication and still I'm not being able to speak all thats on my mind. "If I were the rain, would I be able to wash away this sadness from her heart"But still, you make me so happy and laugh so much.. You are so attentive and caring but why is it that I always have

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-88867274892809946122008-06-06T23:18:00.003+04:002008-06-06T23:31:21.470+04:00

One more year went by, and very little things changed. I grew older by one more year and the memories of that day are still here, the emotions are still the same. Its said that by forgiving, you are relieved from the emotions but if i say i forgave, then its not the truth... does one really succeed in forgetting these things and truly forgive....? Its like once a glass is broken, you can never

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-53511107125637223572008-04-19T23:36:00.003+04:002008-04-19T23:48:54.917+04:00

Been months since i last wrote in my blog... if people would have said that doing the last semester of a course was really time demanding and bulky, no student would have really believed it cause they would have said that "ooh, if we have been able to go this far and through all those previous semester so this one also must be kind of same"But once you start the

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-49701342156327756252007-12-28T22:52:00.000+04:002007-12-28T22:58:50.714+04:00

They started as strangers,Shared glances,Shared smiles, which turned into laughs,Shared tears,Shared joy & sorrow,Shared confidences,Without acknowledging it, they shared a sense of belonging,He changed her perceptions,Made her smile even though times were tough,Although he was the one who gave her her smile,He walked away before watching her bloom,And still he was the one she thought about

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-53576391452416329732007-12-27T22:57:00.000+04:002008-12-11T05:44:23.977+05:00

If three years ago someone would have said that we would change that much, no one would have believed it. Who could knew that one day we would be the way we are now. You are so close and yet so far away. Knowing each other for so long, and today it’s as if I'm seeing a new person, and the group is turning into a group of strangers. We used to walk side by side, laugh so freely, and be so carefree

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-33282395778963537252007-12-02T23:10:00.001+04:002008-07-15T22:28:42.293+04:00

He said he cares, too much to hurt,And yet not even a phone call from him.He said that she is important for him,And yet not even a phone call from him.He asked her not to change, to be like before,And yet he changed himself.He asked her to stay with them,And yet she felt left out.He asked her not to be sad,And yet he could not give 5 sec of attention.He just walked away, without a single look

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-52224590944178408292007-11-23T23:19:00.001+04:002007-11-23T23:19:44.744+04:00

Break up; everyone experiences it at least once in their life. But if we look at it from a psychological view, normally when you break up, you have to pass through several phases before you are finally settled with the matter.First there is Anger, where you get really angry against everyone and the whole world,Then there is Denial, where you just can't accept the facts,Next comes Illusion, where

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-31831330861645534792007-11-16T20:24:00.000+04:002007-11-16T20:37:52.805+04:00

She gave her heart,She gave her soul,She fell in love,Knowing that there'll be hurdles along the path,She kept hoping, he will stay,Fearing the day she'll have to let go,Hearing him say "We must break up"Seeing her dreams being shattered,Witnessing her love leaving her side,Her heart being snatched away from her,Her world crumbling,Feeling helpless and abandoned,Crying her heart out,Silently

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-33831701186232151662007-11-09T01:49:00.001+04:002009-04-10T00:33:49.401+04:00

I peered thru life,Ever avoiding strife, For fear of getting hurt, And then you came along… And just stood there by my side, Recognizing that I have not truly been seeing you, Until now; realizing that Every facet of yours, Be it physical or spiritual, Is an ensnarement From which I do not wish release, We know mistakes are bound to happen, We may hurt each other’s heart unwillingly. Yet, don’t

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-11905272923274670622007-11-01T01:11:00.001+04:002012-01-17T23:30:57.574+04:00

You did it With a touch,With your sweet word, With a love sign. You did it, By being yourself. You’ve swept me off my feet, without letting me realizing it

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-26722363426931970272007-09-04T23:54:00.000+04:002007-09-05T00:07:33.139+04:00

Being a girl.... everyone says its the best thing, koz you r the most loved one but is it true... koz sometimes being a girl can be not fun at all. Just being a girl, everyone judge you for every little thing you do, and then when you even dare to do something, all that can be said is that a girl should not be doing certain things.... so what is it that us girls are supposed to do... should we

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-43810439742760305982007-08-15T01:45:00.000+04:002007-11-16T21:06:54.426+04:00

Cry it out,Sweep my mind,Touch my heart,You shall be mine,And somehow it will work out,It shall work out.This was written by a close friend of mine "Davi" and i found it really beautiful. This little poem says it all, that even if things are not going on well for now, there is still the hope that it will work out in future and we are gonna be fine and reading this really give some courage.

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-35365629094260249992007-08-12T00:31:00.000+04:002008-12-11T05:44:24.510+05:00

An infinite love he claimed to have,But a trifling cyclone came, he went for cover.A shield he should have been,Protecting the one he says he loves.But devastated she was in the end.A protector he should have been,Instead no trust he had in her.For he believed all others,except the one he claimed to be precious to his heart.She waited all the time,always finding him in someone else's arms.Its to

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-39749669679833317082007-08-07T23:12:00.002+04:002012-01-29T21:53:58.247+04:00

Je veux d'un homme, qui m'aimera avec mes défauts.Je veux d'un homme, qui aura le temps pour moi et non doit en trouver.Je veux d'un homme, qui me comprendra.Je veux d'un homme,pour qui je serai la femme et non pas l'autre femme.Je veux d'un homme, qui sera toujours a mes cotés meme si c'est pas facile.Je veux d'un homme.qui me recomfortera a la fin de la journée.Je veux d'un homme,pour qui ce

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-23078245838102898152007-08-06T19:52:00.001+04:002008-12-11T05:44:24.935+05:00

When we are still kids, the world seems so beautiful and then when you grow up, you wake up to realize that fairy tales don't ever come true, they are only stories... Its a world where the more you speak the truth, the more they doubt of you....

Xinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473813288332393985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194792131214425459.post-11873587859993561002007-08-05T17:19:00.000+04:002008-12-11T05:44:25.036+05:00

Its so well said "So close yet, worlds apart..."

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