<?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-7440462974145829829</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:42:51.648+03:00</updated><category term='Poetry'/><category term='News'/><title type='text'>:: D r e a m s c a p e ::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waking-reveries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7440462974145829829/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waking-reveries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802012784798443086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bez2ZshlqgA/SJWgTYy5DaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0UPoQuoxotU/S220/1284036.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7440462974145829829.post-6067849322350727468</id><published>2008-08-03T16:26:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:42:43.104+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Into the Memory</title><content type='html'>Things, they seem to pass&lt;br /&gt;As leaves fall into the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the memory will never live again&lt;br /&gt;In the dewy dreams of vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cries cower distantly from me&lt;br /&gt;Hollow echoes clouded with serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your memory brings breath to my heart&lt;br /&gt;My spirit wanders from its end to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding no peace in this vacuous air&lt;br /&gt;Only stillness, and an empty stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside me beats a lively river&lt;br /&gt;Within its flow our laughter grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where pieces of me and you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Broken, yet still kept their glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling drops of life filled its vein&lt;br /&gt;The sky silently shed its tears all in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows dance behind in a lament of sadness&lt;br /&gt;Troubled soul recklessly faints to this madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scream wrecks the heavens above&lt;br /&gt;None is allowed, neither friendship nor love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When every shard that creates you binds me alive&lt;br /&gt;Away from you, and beyond, is what I strive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, simply, this heart continuously bleed&lt;br /&gt;Your warm embrace is all that I need&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7440462974145829829-6067849322350727468?l=waking-reveries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waking-reveries.blogspot.com/feeds/6067849322350727468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7440462974145829829&amp;postID=6067849322350727468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7440462974145829829/posts/default/6067849322350727468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7440462974145829829/posts/default/6067849322350727468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waking-reveries.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-they-seem-to-pass-as-leaves-fall.html' title='Into the Memory'/><author><name>Aya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802012784798443086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bez2ZshlqgA/SJWgTYy5DaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0UPoQuoxotU/S220/1284036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7440462974145829829.post-7495835042737328083</id><published>2008-08-03T15:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:35:54.784+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Goodbye My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How can a dream be so barren, when all I had was you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was an end of tears, that ever followed me so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You were a torch, a single light that covered the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But every day has an ending, where the sun would lie below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And so you did; you left me naked to the blowing wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No tears could ever carry these feelings, nor can they be perceived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A broken soul left undone, when through you it was ever healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And thus the sky so darkened, and a heart of mine so grieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A shadow lingers, the lost phantom of our past still breathes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Memories, raining from a hollow sky, never from them could I hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In a solace my heart stays, till dimness end, till darkness wane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Till the tempest pass and gray clouds fade; till the glimpse of ray I'll find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7440462974145829829-7495835042737328083?l=waking-reveries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waking-reveries.blogspot.com/feeds/7495835042737328083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7440462974145829829&amp;postID=7495835042737328083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Crossing the Ways</title><content type='html'>It's the place where I'll be starting my own journey with my own Art. One step follows the other, and one day they will bring me there. I'll add up everything that include my own sketches, artworks, rough drafts and studies I learn through about Art in here, my writings and plans.. So you can say that this will be sort of my own Art Project Portfolio ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7440462974145829829-7508735710172991047?l=waking-reveries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waking-reveries.blogspot.com/feeds/7508735710172991047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7440462974145829829&amp;postID=7508735710172991047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7440462974145829829/posts/default/7508735710172991047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7440462974145829829/posts/default/7508735710172991047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waking-reveries.blogspot.com/2008/08/crossing-ways.html' title='Crossing the Ways'/><author><name>Aya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15802012784798443086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Bez2ZshlqgA/SJWgTYy5DaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0UPoQuoxotU/S220/1284036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
