<?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-7711102471137918711</id><updated>2011-07-30T18:59:00.849-07:00</updated><category term='romance'/><category term='story'/><category term='trouble'/><category term='action'/><category term='officer'/><category term='studies'/><category term='girl'/><category term='dreamer'/><category term='fit in'/><category term='Beverly'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='love'/><category term='difference'/><title type='text'>My World of Crazy Verse</title><subtitle type='html'>One loony girl writes bout life, love and lethargy through rhyme...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-2070294562090383960</id><published>2009-12-24T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:01:52.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Times Of Fun</title><content type='html'>Want to remember the rush of the wind&lt;br /&gt;The echo of my voice in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Connecting to so many passers by&lt;br /&gt;In the form of nods and smiles&lt;br /&gt;Of love mutiplied manifold&lt;br /&gt;So alive&lt;br /&gt;So splendid&lt;br /&gt;One after the other&lt;br /&gt;Less sleep than I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;But I don't tire&lt;br /&gt;I crave for more&lt;br /&gt;And more not in material&lt;br /&gt;Not in moment&lt;br /&gt;But in sensation&lt;br /&gt;Just from within&lt;br /&gt;Elemental within me&lt;br /&gt;I finally accept my calling&lt;br /&gt;To become the fire I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-2070294562090383960?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/2070294562090383960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=2070294562090383960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2070294562090383960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2070294562090383960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-times-of-fun.html' title='In Times Of Fun'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1989215567786385810</id><published>2009-12-04T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:15:16.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black</title><content type='html'>Rush of wind to my side&lt;br /&gt;Rustle of cloth in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Flesh against mine&lt;br /&gt;Guiding pushing prodding&lt;br /&gt;I am in the dark&lt;br /&gt;And there is no one&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather have&lt;br /&gt;Than you by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World spins unbalanced&lt;br /&gt;Ground slides beneath me&lt;br /&gt;Precarious and blurred&lt;br /&gt;But I am not scared&lt;br /&gt;You are by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This exam will not happen again&lt;br /&gt;My brain's weeping 'I can not'&lt;br /&gt;But my heart's smiling still&lt;br /&gt;Calm, serene, knowing&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you are by me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1989215567786385810?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1989215567786385810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1989215567786385810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1989215567786385810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1989215567786385810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/12/black.html' title='Black'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3933025414551520796</id><published>2009-12-04T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:55:39.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flawed</title><content type='html'>Exposed to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Every inch of your insecurity&lt;br /&gt;You turn away awaiting&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;How could you feel so?&lt;br /&gt;When you're with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care not for perfection&lt;br /&gt;Its you I see&lt;br /&gt;You as you are&lt;br /&gt;Whom I choose to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is not blind&lt;br /&gt;It is unconditional&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are mine&lt;br /&gt;My friend, my love&lt;br /&gt;What more need I ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3933025414551520796?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3933025414551520796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3933025414551520796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3933025414551520796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3933025414551520796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/12/flawed.html' title='Flawed'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-666182136376687136</id><published>2009-12-04T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:53:35.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Rhythm flew through his veins&lt;br /&gt;Forceful yet gentle magic&lt;br /&gt;Electricity turning the keys&lt;br /&gt;So basic so ethereal&lt;br /&gt;Calling out the unthought emotions&lt;br /&gt;What is this connection?&lt;br /&gt;What is this language?&lt;br /&gt;Whispering endearments&lt;br /&gt;And I reach automatically&lt;br /&gt;Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows my void?&lt;br /&gt;Though he doesn't know me&lt;br /&gt;Who has laid claim to my deepest thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;And I know its not just me&lt;br /&gt;Oh! To have such power&lt;br /&gt;Such...&lt;br /&gt;There are no words for once&lt;br /&gt;I shudder&lt;br /&gt;And press replay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-666182136376687136?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/666182136376687136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=666182136376687136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/666182136376687136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/666182136376687136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/12/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5444327862791776886</id><published>2009-12-04T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:50:35.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intoxication</title><content type='html'>The unruly sun would burn&lt;br /&gt;My light starved skin&lt;br /&gt;The free earth would run&lt;br /&gt;A balm&lt;br /&gt;To my numb broken hands&lt;br /&gt;These legs would stretch and run&lt;br /&gt;When I would finally stand&lt;br /&gt;Beyond these gates&lt;br /&gt;Beyond these walls&lt;br /&gt;Beyond these bars&lt;br /&gt;The sweet pleasure of falling on my knees&lt;br /&gt;And embracing my newly found earth&lt;br /&gt;The intoxication of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The intoxication of freedom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5444327862791776886?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5444327862791776886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5444327862791776886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5444327862791776886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5444327862791776886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/12/intoxication.html' title='Intoxication'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8781591412309898952</id><published>2009-09-15T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:11:55.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night in the Ward</title><content type='html'>Screams fill the room&lt;br /&gt;Air heavy with desperation&lt;br /&gt;A voice pleads ‘No more no more’&lt;br /&gt;As the owner drowns in perspiration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom craves the sleep her body shuns&lt;br /&gt;Needles become one with her veins&lt;br /&gt;Wires connect and disconnect&lt;br /&gt;There’s much to gain&lt;br /&gt;She accepts the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing they felt was theirs&lt;br /&gt;They give up to those in coats of white&lt;br /&gt;Loss of control &lt;br /&gt;The smallest task&lt;br /&gt;Something they just can’t get right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One stretches as they tell her&lt;br /&gt;Agony wracking its way into sound&lt;br /&gt;Another drinks ‘poison’ when they force her&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of six feet underground&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a deep sleep seems so much better…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother smiles her way through &lt;br /&gt;She shields me from the worst of it&lt;br /&gt;She doesn’t think about where she is&lt;br /&gt;She tells me her dos and don’ts list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sees red wine in injected iron&lt;br /&gt;She finds humor in the tiniest gaffe&lt;br /&gt;She finds strength with my arms around her&lt;br /&gt;As both of us give in to the urge to laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hospital is a strange place for friendship and for love&lt;br /&gt;Friends show, strangers care, families don’t hesitate&lt;br /&gt;The world seems so vivid when you’re trying not to give up&lt;br /&gt;On a life where there’s so much left to appreciate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8781591412309898952?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8781591412309898952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8781591412309898952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8781591412309898952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8781591412309898952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-night-in-ward.html' title='One Night in the Ward'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8516591833209793793</id><published>2009-08-13T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T10:35:16.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Obvious</title><content type='html'>I was played for a fool&lt;br /&gt;Gullible as I could be&lt;br /&gt;To what the world seemed to know&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't seem to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet words can fool you&lt;br /&gt;'I'm being honest' just a line&lt;br /&gt;You can end up being used&lt;br /&gt;By that 'honesty' in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do I direct my anger at?&lt;br /&gt;The fooler or my better sense&lt;br /&gt;As helpless as my heart's always been&lt;br /&gt;The wound opens up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpless heart but not helpless mind&lt;br /&gt;It will protect me this time&lt;br /&gt;People walk in, walk by or leave&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never again so easily believe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8516591833209793793?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8516591833209793793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8516591833209793793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8516591833209793793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8516591833209793793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-obvious.html' title='So Obvious'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5039987238625554994</id><published>2009-08-13T10:23:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:53:12.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoilt For Choice</title><content type='html'>She stood on the shoulders of giants&lt;br /&gt;They called themselves her parents&lt;br /&gt;What they'd gone through never more apparent&lt;br /&gt;As she counted what she had that they hadn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your way through this world my girl&lt;br /&gt;His hand on her brow adored her&lt;br /&gt;The affection viewed as pressure by her eyes&lt;br /&gt;How much did he want for her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she was in a world so large, so bright&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do if she could just do them right&lt;br /&gt;How did she ever choose when she didn't know what she'd like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Degree after degree, course after course&lt;br /&gt;The print flew by her, the print flew from her&lt;br /&gt;She forgot where she was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what they do I must do it too&lt;br /&gt;I can't stagnate I must do something&lt;br /&gt;Years of work still gave her nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was unhappy with it all&lt;br /&gt;Still too afraid to stall&lt;br /&gt;Afraid she'd lose it all&lt;br /&gt;What if there was nothing to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she drifted ahead like a log at sea&lt;br /&gt;Till she couldn't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And resigned at last from what&lt;br /&gt;Had never been hers to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took the year she should have taken&lt;br /&gt;She broke the monotony she should have broken&lt;br /&gt;She finally stood up and let herself awaken&lt;br /&gt;To a choice she should have always taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though spoilt for choice I may be&lt;br /&gt;I've got the guts to choose whats meant for me&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means I have to step aside&lt;br /&gt;Instead of a formula stated by someone else&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the voice I have inside...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5039987238625554994?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5039987238625554994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5039987238625554994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5039987238625554994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5039987238625554994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/08/spoilt-for-choice.html' title='Spoilt For Choice'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-4901546161203725967</id><published>2009-03-30T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:07:37.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Marriage</title><content type='html'>The slides ley broken in her fingers&lt;br /&gt;Shreds like nerves torn apart&lt;br /&gt;It was her fault again&lt;br /&gt;For listening to her obstinate heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image stayed in her mind&lt;br /&gt;This wife was never mine&lt;br /&gt;A smile which had no joy&lt;br /&gt;A will that had to be moulded in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again, trying to convince oneself&lt;br /&gt;Its okay I can do this, I can stand up to the test&lt;br /&gt;Then falling and hoping the next would hurt much less&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to the person you used to be&lt;br /&gt;When everything about you is something else you don't recognize&lt;br /&gt;Lord she wouldn't wish this on an enemy&lt;br /&gt;Not once, not twice, her recurring demise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to hold on, the voices said&lt;br /&gt;Try to smile, scolded her heart&lt;br /&gt;Try to put yourself together&lt;br /&gt;When all of her felt torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was she supposed to care at all&lt;br /&gt;About something that brought her&lt;br /&gt;Naught but despair&lt;br /&gt;Oh where was that girl&lt;br /&gt;Who thought nothing was impossible?&lt;br /&gt;She's right here&lt;br /&gt;She's right here&lt;br /&gt;She's right here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-4901546161203725967?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4901546161203725967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=4901546161203725967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4901546161203725967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4901546161203725967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-marriage.html' title='Bad Marriage'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1587618441230109958</id><published>2009-02-24T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T07:00:18.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Majesty The Queen</title><content type='html'>She rushed inside her quarters&lt;br /&gt;A lady and a knight&lt;br /&gt;Would she be the delicate?&lt;br /&gt;Would she lead them to the fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd ignored it far too long&lt;br /&gt;She felt fear at death&lt;br /&gt;Her heart stormed&lt;br /&gt;Her head hurt&lt;br /&gt;What if she was no good at it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She closed her eyes to fight the tremor&lt;br /&gt;And a picture materialized&lt;br /&gt;The lands burnt to cinder&lt;br /&gt;The innocents brutalized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to fight for all of them&lt;br /&gt;She had to stand up and be&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledge who the hell she was&lt;br /&gt;There was no room for anxiety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she listed her resources&lt;br /&gt;Cool precision, steady strategy&lt;br /&gt;She had made her share of mistakes&lt;br /&gt;The greatest was hesitancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew her strength and weakness&lt;br /&gt;She had an army on her side&lt;br /&gt;Who she believed in&lt;br /&gt;On who she could rest her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the head she placed herself&lt;br /&gt;A coward wasn't the one to lead&lt;br /&gt;As the army surrounded to protect to death&lt;br /&gt;Her Majesty The Queen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1587618441230109958?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1587618441230109958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1587618441230109958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1587618441230109958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1587618441230109958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/02/her-majesty-queen.html' title='Her Majesty The Queen'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3817625410969536839</id><published>2009-02-22T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T08:59:12.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAT</title><content type='html'>Miaow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3817625410969536839?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3817625410969536839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3817625410969536839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3817625410969536839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3817625410969536839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/02/cat.html' title='CAT'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-2325657982659274991</id><published>2009-02-19T05:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T06:02:02.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deprivation Vs Depravation</title><content type='html'>I see it in the leers&lt;br /&gt;I hear it in the jeers&lt;br /&gt;A playboy is not so much a gigolo&lt;br /&gt;As a hottie may be a slut&lt;br /&gt;Call 'him' whatever you want to&lt;br /&gt;The world will view it as anything but&lt;br /&gt;If even rapes can be blamed on both&lt;br /&gt;And both can be victimized&lt;br /&gt;Why is a girl's rep so much more in jeopardy&lt;br /&gt;If her sex life gets publicized&lt;br /&gt;Not like she spends every day&lt;br /&gt;Pinching guys' butts&lt;br /&gt;Or calling them a tasty piece of ass&lt;br /&gt;When did we girls accept&lt;br /&gt;To let this discrimination pass&lt;br /&gt;Sex is just that&lt;br /&gt;Not the monopoly of just one&lt;br /&gt;Let them do what the heck they want to&lt;br /&gt;Its their will&lt;br /&gt;Let them have their fun&lt;br /&gt;There's a world of difference&lt;br /&gt;In will vs force&lt;br /&gt;That makes all the difference&lt;br /&gt;Between Deprivation and Depravation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-2325657982659274991?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/2325657982659274991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=2325657982659274991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2325657982659274991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2325657982659274991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/02/deprivation-vs-depravation.html' title='Deprivation Vs Depravation'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3713421121336750419</id><published>2009-02-18T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:34:12.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Contest @ UICT</title><content type='html'>I'm the devil in disguise&lt;br /&gt;And my friends would agree&lt;br /&gt;Torturing people cause I can&lt;br /&gt;Is not a stretch for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How else would a guy&lt;br /&gt;Be chased around a stage&lt;br /&gt;With a whip in the hand&lt;br /&gt;Of a girl who could have her way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How else would a guy&lt;br /&gt;Be made to jump around and prance&lt;br /&gt;In his hand a fairy wand&lt;br /&gt;So he could do the fairy dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a three foot baby doll&lt;br /&gt;Incongruous with a six foot man&lt;br /&gt;As he tried to ask me&lt;br /&gt;For my very cynical hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl held her gun to the head&lt;br /&gt;Of a disbelieving guy&lt;br /&gt;Told him to shut the f* up&lt;br /&gt;Or she'd blow his brains sky high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flavors of a condom&lt;br /&gt;One poor guy went on to explain&lt;br /&gt;To spread AIDS awareness&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge of product was his aim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One had to decorate himself with lipstick&lt;br /&gt;One shed light on the alternative use of balls&lt;br /&gt;Besides handy biceps,&lt;br /&gt;He used them for - ahem!&lt;br /&gt;He had some gall ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you might wonder what was my hand in this&lt;br /&gt;Where did this happen, you might fret&lt;br /&gt;It was at my college Personality Contest&lt;br /&gt;Which I helped arrange ;)&lt;br /&gt;Which I don't think I'm ever likely to forget :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3713421121336750419?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3713421121336750419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3713421121336750419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3713421121336750419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3713421121336750419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/02/personality-contest-uict.html' title='Personality Contest @ UICT'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6012452238692025235</id><published>2009-02-18T05:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:18:01.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I must admit</title><content type='html'>I must admit it now&lt;br /&gt;The world is getting scary and how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies gifting politicians chuddies&lt;br /&gt;Illiterates trying to solve our worries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jail being like finishing school for politics&lt;br /&gt;Or rather where they hang out for kicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin elephants Vs the Gators&lt;br /&gt;Once the votes come in&lt;br /&gt;There are the 'I'll see you laters'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minorities like targets waiting&lt;br /&gt;Vote bangers never quitting complaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insanity needs an antidote&lt;br /&gt;Before half of us go in to vote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop writing this shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And register as a voter&lt;br /&gt;Not like the world can get any madder&lt;br /&gt;(or can it?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6012452238692025235?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6012452238692025235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6012452238692025235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6012452238692025235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6012452238692025235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-must-admit.html' title='I must admit'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5222171142730369605</id><published>2009-02-18T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T04:42:26.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Healthy Sense of Humor</title><content type='html'>A healthy sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;Will not give one a tumor&lt;br /&gt;May give one a spasm&lt;br /&gt;But will save from one black chasm&lt;br /&gt;May send one a bit higher&lt;br /&gt;As the heart thus inspired&lt;br /&gt;May do a jig and guffaw&lt;br /&gt;But laughing is not against the law&lt;br /&gt;Laugh and thou shalt be redeemed&lt;br /&gt;Is a commandment by me&lt;br /&gt;Self expression ain't a crime&lt;br /&gt;Ridicule everyone in time&lt;br /&gt;Life does it anyway&lt;br /&gt;Be he straight or be he gay&lt;br /&gt;He'll be laughing if he may&lt;br /&gt;Do the hell what he wants&lt;br /&gt;Stick one finger up in the air&lt;br /&gt;Prance about like a clown&lt;br /&gt;And laugh merrily 'I don't care'&lt;br /&gt;As long as no one's getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;I'll fulfill my tryst with mirth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5222171142730369605?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5222171142730369605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5222171142730369605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5222171142730369605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5222171142730369605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/02/healthy-sense-of-humor.html' title='A Healthy Sense of Humor'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-4743377958202131206</id><published>2009-02-14T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T11:33:50.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil Loves Me</title><content type='html'>I can't explain it&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Its not normal&lt;br /&gt;Its downright creepy&lt;br /&gt;5 times he's come&lt;br /&gt;5 times he's claimed to love me&lt;br /&gt;I have not run&lt;br /&gt;I have not simply stood&lt;br /&gt;I have loved him back&lt;br /&gt;I have given him a chance&lt;br /&gt;And he's not let me down&lt;br /&gt;He's redeemed himself&lt;br /&gt;Am I to love the devil?&lt;br /&gt;Is the devil the on who loves me?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I not scream in terror?&lt;br /&gt;But feel a thill down my spine&lt;br /&gt;At the ultimate bad boy&lt;br /&gt;Hotter than hell&lt;br /&gt;Fallen angel&lt;br /&gt;Am I to sleep with a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;As I wonder if I'll dream once more&lt;br /&gt;That The Devil Loves Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-4743377958202131206?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4743377958202131206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=4743377958202131206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4743377958202131206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4743377958202131206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/02/devil-loves-me.html' title='The Devil Loves Me'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-2001121241907070229</id><published>2009-01-31T11:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:25:53.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrance</title><content type='html'>Enter another dimension now&lt;br /&gt;This one's being set on fire&lt;br /&gt;Enter another reality now&lt;br /&gt;This one's being burnt with denial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block block block&lt;br /&gt;Worry worry worry&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy for the heck of it&lt;br /&gt;Hurry hurry hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voids cannot be filled with duty&lt;br /&gt;Hearts cannot be melted with prayer&lt;br /&gt;Just inject me with anaesthetic&lt;br /&gt;Let me be unaware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! But I won't need to face the doom&lt;br /&gt;I'm entering another dimension now&lt;br /&gt;This one's being set on fire&lt;br /&gt;I need to save myself somehow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-2001121241907070229?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/2001121241907070229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=2001121241907070229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2001121241907070229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2001121241907070229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/entrance.html' title='Entrance'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-2063653558944421058</id><published>2009-01-27T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:33:33.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Team</title><content type='html'>....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-2063653558944421058?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/2063653558944421058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=2063653558944421058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2063653558944421058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2063653558944421058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/being-team_27.html' title='Being a Team'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8179969046079939837</id><published>2009-01-27T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:32:05.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8179969046079939837?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8179969046079939837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8179969046079939837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8179969046079939837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8179969046079939837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/being-team.html' title='Being a Team'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-7168124120096857345</id><published>2009-01-26T22:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:51:29.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>By turns everything</title><content type='html'>By turns fair&lt;br /&gt;By turns sensitive&lt;br /&gt;By turns a steamroller&lt;br /&gt;By turns aloof&lt;br /&gt;By turns the smartest&lt;br /&gt;By turns a blonde&lt;br /&gt;By turns effervescent&lt;br /&gt;By turns all air out&lt;br /&gt;By turns decided&lt;br /&gt;By turns confused&lt;br /&gt;By turns the limelight&lt;br /&gt;By turns a recluse&lt;br /&gt;By turns gregarious&lt;br /&gt;By turns timid and shy&lt;br /&gt;By turns logical&lt;br /&gt;By turns idealistic&lt;br /&gt;By turns optimistic&lt;br /&gt;By turns pessimistic&lt;br /&gt;By turns valuing cash&lt;br /&gt;By turns knowing it buys nothing lasting&lt;br /&gt;By turns loving God&lt;br /&gt;By turns forgetting him completely&lt;br /&gt;By turns keeping love my greatest ambition&lt;br /&gt;By turns knowing i'm self sufficient&lt;br /&gt;By turns needing the same&lt;br /&gt;By turns craving variety&lt;br /&gt;By turns cherishing madness&lt;br /&gt;By turns all sobriety&lt;br /&gt;By turns so many different things&lt;br /&gt;By turns who wants to hold onto memory&lt;br /&gt;By turns I wish I remembered more&lt;br /&gt;By turns thankful school is over&lt;br /&gt;By turns wishing it were on&lt;br /&gt;By turns feeling great connections everywhere&lt;br /&gt;By turns knowing I'll never truly belong&lt;br /&gt;By turns feeling potential dynamic&lt;br /&gt;By turns feeling I'm always static&lt;br /&gt;By turns opening up and telling all&lt;br /&gt;By turns wondering whether to be honest at all&lt;br /&gt;By turns cherishing life and reality&lt;br /&gt;By turns all i want is the world in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;By turns so many different people&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;By turns everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-7168124120096857345?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/7168124120096857345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=7168124120096857345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7168124120096857345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7168124120096857345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/by-turns-everything.html' title='By turns everything'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-410041578671439722</id><published>2009-01-21T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:39:49.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reinforcements</title><content type='html'>No research-&lt;br /&gt;Coz I don't like lab&lt;br /&gt;I wish I did&lt;br /&gt;But I just feel irritated in it&lt;br /&gt;Bound by technique (i hate rules)&lt;br /&gt;Enslaved by my own temperament&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't come that naturally&lt;br /&gt;(I don't like things that don't come naturally)&lt;br /&gt;I picture myself getting bored and frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Wishing there was something with faster results&lt;br /&gt;Where i could see more getting executed&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps at most I'd like to chronicle&lt;br /&gt;The current work in my writing&lt;br /&gt;At least it'd be an outlet&lt;br /&gt;I could come up with fantastic ideas i know&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at that&lt;br /&gt;But even now tell me to make a presentation&lt;br /&gt;(read research articles)&lt;br /&gt;I'll yawn in your face&lt;br /&gt;Tell me to make a sales strategy&lt;br /&gt;Or a business plan&lt;br /&gt;I'm suddenly all over the place&lt;br /&gt;My pricing skills have to be improved tho&lt;br /&gt;And sure right now if I make myself think that way&lt;br /&gt;Seeing falciparum under a microscope&lt;br /&gt;Or going to Africa to research HIV may seem like fun&lt;br /&gt;But imagination is sorely overdone&lt;br /&gt;My other side argues&lt;br /&gt;Picking up the phone and calling someone&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't seem that much fun at all (networking)&lt;br /&gt;But when I was an  editor I loved doing it&lt;br /&gt;I guess its all about the need, recognition and of course the pay&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing new places- maybe thats why Africa seems so nice&lt;br /&gt;A microscope for 2o years- oh yeah suddenly I'm screaming help!&lt;br /&gt;A centrifuge, a chromatograph, a colorimeter&lt;br /&gt;Help! Help! Help!!!&lt;br /&gt;Is it fun tho?&lt;br /&gt;latest equipment? Hmmm????&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't I like to be at the forefront of new discovery???&lt;br /&gt;The truth is its not all glory&lt;br /&gt;Its damn hard work&lt;br /&gt;And when it comes down to it&lt;br /&gt;Where would you rather damn hard work?&lt;br /&gt;The research point of view or the business point of view&lt;br /&gt;And i guess there is my answer&lt;br /&gt;I would prefer not to damn hard work at all...lolz!&lt;br /&gt;Think Divya Think!&lt;br /&gt;Would I rather get picked on by a boss at research or business?&lt;br /&gt;Would i rather get up early sleep late for reasearch or for business?&lt;br /&gt;Would I apply all my energy and not feel that bad for research or for business?&lt;br /&gt;Would i rather endure politics at research or at business?&lt;br /&gt;Would I be more willing to solve problems at research or at business?&lt;br /&gt;Would i cut the crap and do what I have to at research or at business?&lt;br /&gt;Would I not feel resentful at reasearch or at business?&lt;br /&gt;Would I laugh more and for the right reasons at research or at business?&lt;br /&gt;Would I breathe easier at research or at business?&lt;br /&gt;Would I be able to multitask and have a life?&lt;br /&gt;Would I love my life more if I took up research or business?&lt;br /&gt;Would I feel my potential being utilized at research or at business?&lt;br /&gt;Well considering all the answers except the last are unequivocally business&lt;br /&gt;I guess industry after B. Pharm is fine by me... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-410041578671439722?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/410041578671439722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=410041578671439722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/410041578671439722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/410041578671439722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/reinforcements.html' title='Reinforcements'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3418397790280532526</id><published>2009-01-21T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:15:44.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten years from now</title><content type='html'>This is an experiment&lt;br /&gt;My mistress shall help me find a wife&lt;br /&gt;My hobby shall tell me what I want from life&lt;br /&gt;Poetry come to my rescue&lt;br /&gt;After my B. Pharm, what shall I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I really don't want to study more&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, I can't seem to put my mind to it&lt;br /&gt;And there is an old saying- you understand when you do it&lt;br /&gt;Even if there is a global crisis&lt;br /&gt;If I work I'll learn more (just like  a course)&lt;br /&gt;Colo, Cogno, Ceutics, Biotech&lt;br /&gt;Research for the impatient is a bore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see myself motivated enough&lt;br /&gt;Though I'd love to find a cure to malaria or diabetes&lt;br /&gt;Put me in a lab&lt;br /&gt;And I'm much more likely&lt;br /&gt;To write another one of these&lt;br /&gt;(Saying how i must get out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than be the nincompoop&lt;br /&gt;Who loathes lab while longing to be Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;Industry will fascinate me if merely the cycle&lt;br /&gt;That helps rake in the profit each year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so much more practical and a lot more versatile&lt;br /&gt;I can choose to do as I please&lt;br /&gt;And I can find which position I like best&lt;br /&gt;And put in the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I change my mind (which I doubt)&lt;br /&gt;I can always do a course later&lt;br /&gt;But right now I want to be in the midst of things&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something that will put me in it all&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the industry&lt;br /&gt;And I want to learn now&lt;br /&gt;What am I most compatible with&lt;br /&gt;What interests me the most&lt;br /&gt;What can i excel at&lt;br /&gt;In reaching quality drugs to those who need them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3418397790280532526?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3418397790280532526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3418397790280532526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3418397790280532526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3418397790280532526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/ten-years-from-now.html' title='Ten years from now'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1878023273446871179</id><published>2009-01-21T11:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:58:34.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk</title><content type='html'>Sweet swirl of liquid&lt;br /&gt;Fragrance intoxicates me&lt;br /&gt;Devilish warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soak in the drop&lt;br /&gt;It floods my senses&lt;br /&gt;Ah! What a rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night cuddles me&lt;br /&gt;I feel the wind beneath&lt;br /&gt;No longer grounded&lt;br /&gt;I'm high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about balance?&lt;br /&gt;When you can do the crazy dance&lt;br /&gt;Give me just one more&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you what it means to be free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1878023273446871179?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1878023273446871179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1878023273446871179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1878023273446871179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1878023273446871179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/drunk.html' title='Drunk'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-2908943505268218023</id><published>2009-01-21T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:52:52.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She cares</title><content type='html'>I know she cares&lt;br /&gt;She can't help it&lt;br /&gt;If she's a million years away&lt;br /&gt;What the hell!&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everyone is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;I don't do anything&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These red eyes&lt;br /&gt;Like my soul is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Don't jump to conclusions&lt;br /&gt;Its just too much reading&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it if i chase fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Its the only way I know to time travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rambling on and on&lt;br /&gt;Its 1 :30 what the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;So sweet this black and white&lt;br /&gt;But I must really say good nite&lt;br /&gt;What the hell&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just one more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-2908943505268218023?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/2908943505268218023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=2908943505268218023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2908943505268218023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2908943505268218023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/she-cares.html' title='She cares'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-7709948109869712856</id><published>2009-01-21T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:49:00.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Static</title><content type='html'>Freeze the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of sync&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;But its how I think&lt;br /&gt;Do what is easy&lt;br /&gt;Or blend myself in the dust&lt;br /&gt;Not so easy for you&lt;br /&gt;But its the only thing I trust&lt;br /&gt;Just flowing&lt;br /&gt;My way to get back&lt;br /&gt;To where I need to be&lt;br /&gt;My truest way&lt;br /&gt;To get out of me&lt;br /&gt;And change this static moment&lt;br /&gt;To a dynamic creation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-7709948109869712856?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/7709948109869712856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=7709948109869712856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7709948109869712856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7709948109869712856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/static.html' title='Static'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6701672714932209249</id><published>2009-01-21T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:44:49.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Migraine- A Tale of Computer Addiction</title><content type='html'>I've plugged in my brain&lt;br /&gt;To its gigabytes&lt;br /&gt;Slave to an addiction&lt;br /&gt;Minutes become hours become days&lt;br /&gt;Staring at pixels&lt;br /&gt;Now they merge into one&lt;br /&gt;They blur as a deformed reality&lt;br /&gt;My virtual craze&lt;br /&gt;No longer cognizant of that around me&lt;br /&gt;No longer me&lt;br /&gt;I'm anime&lt;br /&gt;I'm a robot&lt;br /&gt;I'm nonexistent&lt;br /&gt;Colors, noises, prerogatives&lt;br /&gt;All so much easier&lt;br /&gt;I've escaped&lt;br /&gt;And now I've lost&lt;br /&gt;Time, Energy, Reason&lt;br /&gt;Over the score that doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in the blur&lt;br /&gt;Migraine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6701672714932209249?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6701672714932209249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6701672714932209249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6701672714932209249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6701672714932209249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/migraine-tale-of-computer-addiction.html' title='Migraine- A Tale of Computer Addiction'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-2176203699735426376</id><published>2009-01-18T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:54:03.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated</title><content type='html'>Uncomprehensible logic&lt;br /&gt;An irony so tragic&lt;br /&gt;All calling for a little magic&lt;br /&gt;An attempt at understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals can't escape emotion&lt;br /&gt;Guys give logic their devotion&lt;br /&gt;Both feel lust in good proportion&lt;br /&gt;But love can get demanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Mr. Right Vs. Mr. Right Now&lt;br /&gt;Soul mates find each other anyhow&lt;br /&gt;When you find yours- you know somehow&lt;br /&gt;And then you leap hoping you'll have that safe landing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Your happily ever after ending.... ;) ;) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-2176203699735426376?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/2176203699735426376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=2176203699735426376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2176203699735426376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2176203699735426376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/complicated.html' title='Complicated'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5799244698767129250</id><published>2009-01-18T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:41:09.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMAO</title><content type='html'>Its time we get over it&lt;br /&gt;What we did we did was shit&lt;br /&gt;Could never have believed it&lt;br /&gt;U did ur time i took my hit&lt;br /&gt;Its time we just laugh over it&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep it as a memory bit&lt;br /&gt;Its time we get over it ;)&lt;br /&gt;So I'm LMAO- hah hahahah hahahah hahah hahahah hahah&lt;br /&gt;Who could ever have believed it????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5799244698767129250?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5799244698767129250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5799244698767129250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5799244698767129250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5799244698767129250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/lmao.html' title='LMAO'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-697246734866403364</id><published>2009-01-15T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T08:55:26.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Smart</title><content type='html'>Study hard he says&lt;br /&gt;I say I'd rather study smart&lt;br /&gt;Wasting time to maximize it&lt;br /&gt;Is truly an in born art ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep to wake up to the dawn&lt;br /&gt;With a need to see salvation&lt;br /&gt;A burst of passion headed my way&lt;br /&gt;To make the best of education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have time- to faf and play&lt;br /&gt;To share my self with those around&lt;br /&gt;Studying is maxing ur mind and minning your time&lt;br /&gt;And not to your books be bound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-697246734866403364?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/697246734866403364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=697246734866403364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/697246734866403364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/697246734866403364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/study-smart.html' title='Study Smart'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8390312613417010806</id><published>2009-01-10T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:50:31.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to The Beginning</title><content type='html'>(This has been recollected from a dream. At the time it was startling in its intensity and detail)&lt;br /&gt;She' d seen everything&lt;br /&gt;Done everything&lt;br /&gt;Tired and jaded from exhaustion&lt;br /&gt;She weighed her options&lt;br /&gt;As she flew across the sea&lt;br /&gt;Danced along its surface really&lt;br /&gt;Startling beauty against the setting sun&lt;br /&gt;Summer, winter, heaven, hell...&lt;br /&gt;Every portal was open to her&lt;br /&gt;Mars, Pluto, ...Atlantis...&lt;br /&gt;Boring! reechoed in her mind&lt;br /&gt;Hitler, Chanakya, Cesar, Rameses...&lt;br /&gt;Damn! She'd seen all of them&lt;br /&gt;She hated repeating herself&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly an idea came&lt;br /&gt;And she smiled&lt;br /&gt;Automatically&lt;br /&gt;Darn it! Who would have thought?&lt;br /&gt;She smiled once more&lt;br /&gt;And magically blushed&lt;br /&gt;She knew where she needed to be&lt;br /&gt;With the one heart that had captured hers&lt;br /&gt;Before it had given out&lt;br /&gt;She'd teach him to be strong- just like her&lt;br /&gt;She'd show him marvellous things&lt;br /&gt;She'd see him smile- still innocent&lt;br /&gt;And thoroughly taken with her idea&lt;br /&gt;She went to be a nanny- if you could call her that&lt;br /&gt;To the small boy who called to her&lt;br /&gt;From right across the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The girl's name is Dinah. She is an immortal who has vast power - teleportation, prescience and superhuman strength to name a few. She features in most of the legends with different names and laughs at those who consider her a heroine for despite her basic nature, she feels she can never give back as much as she has been given. She loves living amongst humans and changing base now and then. Playful and loving, she is at crossroads in the 21st century where she really does not know what to do with her life. Before she makes that decision, she will take a break by becoming a nanny to the child, the man she most loved used to be and taking him on her secret journeys. He will grow up to be the most widely read author in the world.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8390312613417010806?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8390312613417010806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8390312613417010806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8390312613417010806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8390312613417010806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-beginning.html' title='Back to The Beginning'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8456568269253576740</id><published>2009-01-10T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:19:48.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birth of Fire</title><content type='html'>(Disha has been a naughty girl all day- only reading in bed and not doing anything she said she would. Her mom comes home and finding the place a mess, rages out - shouting up and down the house. Disha uses her choice escape- sleep where she can drown out the voice and the momentary guilt. However she has given her body enough rest to change to the full version of Fire- a change she is not prepared for but must come to terms with somehow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She found herself in shadow&lt;br /&gt;Huddling in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Voices shouting all around her&lt;br /&gt;Intensifying&lt;br /&gt;She shivered and burnt in the same instant&lt;br /&gt;She tried to sleep but the peace wouldn't come&lt;br /&gt;Tossing and turning she tried to drown out the sensation&lt;br /&gt;Of heat prickles climbing up her spine like angry snakes&lt;br /&gt;And spreading like a quick fever to the rest of her&lt;br /&gt;Burning the sinew and cartilage in its wake&lt;br /&gt;The pain- the burning pain&lt;br /&gt;And then she became all numb&lt;br /&gt;For she couldn't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't over yet&lt;br /&gt;Ropes of fire coiled within her&lt;br /&gt;Replacing what they had destroyed&lt;br /&gt;And she arose with renewed vigor&lt;br /&gt;To take a look at herself&lt;br /&gt;Through eyes that shot out flames&lt;br /&gt;She smiled&lt;br /&gt;This would take getting used to&lt;br /&gt;Living breathing flame stood in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Tendrils of livid orange surrounding her face&lt;br /&gt;Features and body defined by the flame&lt;br /&gt;She wrinkled her nose in disgust&lt;br /&gt;As she finally got the smell of something burning&lt;br /&gt;She was standing, what would the voices say?&lt;br /&gt;About the remnants of what used to be her room&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8456568269253576740?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8456568269253576740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8456568269253576740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8456568269253576740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8456568269253576740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/birth-of-fire.html' title='The Birth of Fire'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-4933732878636687887</id><published>2009-01-07T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:33:21.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes</title><content type='html'>He asked her again&lt;br /&gt;'Will you marry me?'&lt;br /&gt;She denied him&lt;br /&gt;'Not till I have eyes to see.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Providence was fair&lt;br /&gt;Fate offered her a prize&lt;br /&gt;A call to give her vision&lt;br /&gt;A brand new pair of eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She opened them to see&lt;br /&gt;A most unbearable sight&lt;br /&gt;He was as blind as she'd been&lt;br /&gt;She could not be his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left in tears and wrote her&lt;br /&gt;To finally cut off their ties&lt;br /&gt;'Take care of the pair you're using now&lt;br /&gt;They used to be my eyes.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-4933732878636687887?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4933732878636687887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=4933732878636687887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4933732878636687887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4933732878636687887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/eyes.html' title='Eyes'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5998238867999604375</id><published>2009-01-07T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:06:06.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only thing I've ever loved</title><content type='html'>(A Vampire's Love- inspired from Twilight- Edward to Bella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever isn't even close&lt;br /&gt;To how long I'd wish you to be mine&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to kill&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I've ever loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't realize&lt;br /&gt;What you ask of me&lt;br /&gt;Too selfless to keep you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Too selfish to relenquish your love&lt;br /&gt;I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit longer&lt;br /&gt;Restrain this desire&lt;br /&gt;Bind it with reason&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take you&lt;br /&gt;Cannot make you mine&lt;br /&gt;I may eat you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've waited for so long&lt;br /&gt;Sweet strength don't desert me&lt;br /&gt;You are yet mine my love&lt;br /&gt;Till my senses leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe with me&lt;br /&gt;Protected from my monster&lt;br /&gt;You are my light, my life, my hope&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I've ever loved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5998238867999604375?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5998238867999604375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5998238867999604375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5998238867999604375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5998238867999604375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/only-thing-ive-ever-loved.html' title='The only thing I&apos;ve ever loved'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-550411520125593580</id><published>2009-01-05T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:37:18.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For The Moment</title><content type='html'>She danced like a wild thing&lt;br /&gt;On air she felt her heart sing&lt;br /&gt;She’d given away everything&lt;br /&gt;For one moment’s joy&lt;br /&gt;She knew this wouldn’t last&lt;br /&gt;She had to act so fast&lt;br /&gt;Take everything then make it the past&lt;br /&gt;For she couldn’t trust the boy&lt;br /&gt;One more leap&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too deep&lt;br /&gt;Just a memory she could keep&lt;br /&gt;Alive for the moment still&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-550411520125593580?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/550411520125593580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=550411520125593580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/550411520125593580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/550411520125593580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-for-moment.html' title='Just For The Moment'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-4214033275483522281</id><published>2009-01-02T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:02:00.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mummy</title><content type='html'>(This is one of my fav films. I can see it an endless number of times. So I decided to write sumthin usin it as the inspiration)&lt;br /&gt;She knew the place deep in her heart&lt;br /&gt;It was where she was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;He was the one who could take her there&lt;br /&gt;But he was her enemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwillingly they made a tryst&lt;br /&gt;For the adventure and the gold&lt;br /&gt;They were naught to know the surprise&lt;br /&gt;Which their journey would have in store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as they progressed further still&lt;br /&gt;They found a love against their will&lt;br /&gt;In the harshness of the desert land&lt;br /&gt;As the monster awoke in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It threatened to take the world over&lt;br /&gt;As they looked to each other for light&lt;br /&gt;And in them arose the heroes&lt;br /&gt;That saved the world from night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They survived and not empty handed&lt;br /&gt;For when the storm had passed&lt;br /&gt;They found another form of treasure&lt;br /&gt;They found their shelter at last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-4214033275483522281?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4214033275483522281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=4214033275483522281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4214033275483522281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4214033275483522281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/mummy.html' title='The Mummy'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-4687193349380077320</id><published>2009-01-01T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T02:12:18.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning Today</title><content type='html'>Just do it and you'll get through it&lt;br /&gt;Be honest or land yourself in a web&lt;br /&gt;Live for laughter, love and sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Be the smile they can depend on yet&lt;br /&gt;Just my New Year's Resolutions&lt;br /&gt;May live up to them or may forget&lt;br /&gt;But that's when another comes in handy&lt;br /&gt;Forgive others you may or may not&lt;br /&gt;But you bloody well better forgive yourself ! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-4687193349380077320?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4687193349380077320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=4687193349380077320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4687193349380077320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4687193349380077320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/beginning-today.html' title='Beginning Today'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6884792372009197392</id><published>2009-01-01T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T02:04:49.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Fat Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Fire played a joke on Ice&lt;br /&gt;But he didn’t think it was very nice&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t laugh and he didn’t show&lt;br /&gt;So whether he got it, she didn’t know&lt;br /&gt;She did it as a friend to him&lt;br /&gt;To let the message penetrate&lt;br /&gt;But whether he was smart enough&lt;br /&gt;Is something that she left to fate&lt;br /&gt;So Fire will go and save the city&lt;br /&gt;And leave Ice to ponder how&lt;br /&gt;Even though she’s still quite mad at him&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't want his feelings hurt somehow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6884792372009197392?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6884792372009197392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6884792372009197392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6884792372009197392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6884792372009197392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-fat-joke.html' title='The Big Fat Joke'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3727608935978994433</id><published>2008-12-28T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T09:32:16.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Garter</title><content type='html'>She picked the lipstick&lt;br /&gt;Pressed her lips against its smooth&lt;br /&gt;What would he say if he really knew her&lt;br /&gt;Would he be able to handle the truth?&lt;br /&gt;She reached for his drink&lt;br /&gt;As he tucked her hair behind her ear&lt;br /&gt;She smiled and put the poison in&lt;br /&gt;But felt a gun at the back of her&lt;br /&gt;She threw the acid and burnt the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Lifted her own gun and surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;He was dead in front of her&lt;br /&gt;The hall was littered with corpses&lt;br /&gt;She ran out on full alert&lt;br /&gt;And straight into the masses&lt;br /&gt;Where was he?&lt;br /&gt;She heard his laughter in her head&lt;br /&gt;There again she saw a glimpse&lt;br /&gt;Aimed and shot him dead&lt;br /&gt;But she heard him laugh again&lt;br /&gt;And realized it was just a mirror&lt;br /&gt;He was behind her&lt;br /&gt;And his hand about her neck&lt;br /&gt;She kicked him where he deserved it&lt;br /&gt;She hit him and brought him to the ground&lt;br /&gt;And as he fell at last&lt;br /&gt;She threw off her gloves and fell down&lt;br /&gt;Tears in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;For she'd never wanted this to be&lt;br /&gt;Circumstance had killed the chance&lt;br /&gt;And now all that remained&lt;br /&gt;Was dust and a memory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3727608935978994433?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3727608935978994433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3727608935978994433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3727608935978994433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3727608935978994433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/12/iron-garter.html' title='Iron Garter'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-9208277832903843676</id><published>2008-12-28T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T09:09:00.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth Liar Sweet Talker</title><content type='html'>She walked up to him. ‘Where have you been?’&lt;br /&gt;‘Always here by your side’&lt;br /&gt;He softly said and smoothly lied&lt;br /&gt;And once more she let him inside&lt;br /&gt;If it must be then it will&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;As I get ready for the tears to spill&lt;br /&gt;‘Lie just one more time&lt;br /&gt;I’m so ready to be fooled’&lt;br /&gt;It was enough if it was all he could give&lt;br /&gt;She’d find her bliss in his cruel&lt;br /&gt;She walked up to him. ‘Where have you been?’&lt;br /&gt;‘Always here by your side’&lt;br /&gt;He softly said and smoothly lied&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-9208277832903843676?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/9208277832903843676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=9208277832903843676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/9208277832903843676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/9208277832903843676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/12/smooth-liar-sweet-talker.html' title='Smooth Liar Sweet Talker'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-573247189554015461</id><published>2008-12-22T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:58:00.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men</title><content type='html'>The playboy flirts and flits around&lt;br /&gt;The child can't make up his mind&lt;br /&gt;The easy target is mostly the one&lt;br /&gt;Which a guy is most eager to find&lt;br /&gt;Easy enough to intimidate&lt;br /&gt;Easier still to understand&lt;br /&gt;Don't trust them fully, befriend them still&lt;br /&gt;Coz there's an almost grown up in every man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-573247189554015461?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/573247189554015461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=573247189554015461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/573247189554015461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/573247189554015461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/12/men.html' title='Men'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6412648798063160817</id><published>2008-12-22T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:51:33.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Intimidated If U Hv 2</title><content type='html'>Who I am is the way I wish to be&lt;br /&gt;So drown in envy wishing you could be like me&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelm yourself in the fear of facing me&lt;br /&gt;If you can't realize that you are the same as me&lt;br /&gt;Smarter, yes&lt;br /&gt;Quicker, yes&lt;br /&gt;Bolder, definitely yes&lt;br /&gt;Not proud just stating a fact&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly what I wish to be&lt;br /&gt;In this moment of time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6412648798063160817?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6412648798063160817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6412648798063160817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6412648798063160817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6412648798063160817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-intimidated-if-u-hv-2.html' title='Be Intimidated If U Hv 2'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5496945494943984248</id><published>2008-11-02T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:11:17.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing of Love</title><content type='html'>(Fire and Ravage- Fire can create and control fire and self heal by turning herself into fire. Ravage can create sounds of any frequency and sometimes to manipulate people. Here he uses resonance to break the ice surrounding fire. This was inspired by Body of lies. I was touched by how Leo DiCap is so willing to give his life in return for Aisha's. It got me wondering about a girl doing the same for the guy she loves. So here is this poem- Nothing of Love- Fire gives herself up for Ravage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravage walked out into the light&lt;br /&gt;Freed from the cold he’d been forced into&lt;br /&gt;Fire paid the price for his freedom&lt;br /&gt;Unknown to him&lt;br /&gt;For she loved him more than anyone knew&lt;br /&gt;Powerful in her choice&lt;br /&gt;Determined in her stride&lt;br /&gt;A bargain trade&lt;br /&gt; She was to pay with her life&lt;br /&gt;What did these people know of God anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Those who knew nothing of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captured, blindfolded, beaten&lt;br /&gt;Alone in this desert she’d chosen to be in&lt;br /&gt;She smiled as they twisted her bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;They could break her but not her spirit&lt;br /&gt;They could ravish her stubborn beauty&lt;br /&gt;But she would remain resolved&lt;br /&gt;She was unaffected as one with her God&lt;br /&gt;She scoffed at her captors&lt;br /&gt;They knew nothing of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled as the pain became a burn&lt;br /&gt;As her flesh cried out, she prayed&lt;br /&gt;She laughed even as her blood spilled&lt;br /&gt;She smiled as they became frustrated&lt;br /&gt;As they tried harder to force her will&lt;br /&gt;She pitied the whole lot&lt;br /&gt;What did they know of God?&lt;br /&gt;They who knew nothing of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She became distant from her body&lt;br /&gt;The chemicals which held her together&lt;br /&gt;She wished she could numb the nerves&lt;br /&gt;As the pain again caused her to tremor&lt;br /&gt;She thought about their times together&lt;br /&gt;And she found the strength to be&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at the fool who prayed to his Lord&lt;br /&gt;What did they know of God?&lt;br /&gt;They who knew nothing of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flesh was weak though the spirit strong&lt;br /&gt;She would be a memory before long&lt;br /&gt;They had buried her in ice&lt;br /&gt;So even fire could not revive her glow&lt;br /&gt;She could not use her power&lt;br /&gt;But she would never let go&lt;br /&gt;What did they know of God?&lt;br /&gt;They who knew nothing of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enemy smirked at the state she was in&lt;br /&gt;And laughed at the revenge he would score&lt;br /&gt;She nodded as the gun came to her head&lt;br /&gt;‘Go ahead you coward’, she cared not anymore&lt;br /&gt;She closed her eyes to the bang of the door&lt;br /&gt;They had come to save her at last&lt;br /&gt;The enemy could only guess at God&lt;br /&gt;As he could only guess at love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravage broke the ice with his voice&lt;br /&gt;He was yet amazed at what she had done&lt;br /&gt;He gathered her like the treasure she was&lt;br /&gt;And warmed her in the rays of the sun&lt;br /&gt;She healed herself through fire&lt;br /&gt;And Ravage hugged the woman he loved&lt;br /&gt;He knew heaven in that instant&lt;br /&gt;And thanked the God above&lt;br /&gt;What did they know of God?&lt;br /&gt;They who knew nothing of love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5496945494943984248?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5496945494943984248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5496945494943984248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5496945494943984248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5496945494943984248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-of-love.html' title='Nothing of Love'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-9212058962713855008</id><published>2008-11-02T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T02:29:08.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays</title><content type='html'>The fresh dawn of a new tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Never brought with it such sweet sorrow&lt;br /&gt;As at the end of blissful days&lt;br /&gt;When I say goodbye to blessed holidays&lt;br /&gt;Oh Sun don't set, oh moon don't rise&lt;br /&gt;Oh time stay locked&lt;br /&gt;The world fades to transient illusion&lt;br /&gt;I get carried in the tide of a world's persuasion&lt;br /&gt;Oh hard struggle to find the door to something more&lt;br /&gt;Something beyond the tyranny of custom&lt;br /&gt;I shiver and quake in the aftermath of realization&lt;br /&gt;There can be no other way in wretched reality&lt;br /&gt;Than to stay in obsequiosness to duty&lt;br /&gt;Would i still stumble or dawn on the light in will&lt;br /&gt;Make duty my loyal ally and monotony a thrill&lt;br /&gt;By bending reality to my control&lt;br /&gt;And in doing so break off tyranny&lt;br /&gt;And arise like a phoenix to the adventure of my life&lt;br /&gt;In all its glorious spellbinding color&lt;br /&gt;And not cower like a man about to be hanged&lt;br /&gt;But take it up of my own and be the king of my land&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-9212058962713855008?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/9212058962713855008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=9212058962713855008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/9212058962713855008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/9212058962713855008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/11/holidays.html' title='The Holidays'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3476930706821714800</id><published>2008-10-08T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:03:42.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice</title><content type='html'>Politics laughs at the fools of its manipulation&lt;br /&gt;Makes a mockery of the laws of our constitution&lt;br /&gt;Are we to be represented by a flock of hungry vultures&lt;br /&gt;Preying on industry, religion, caste&lt;br /&gt;Messing with our futures&lt;br /&gt;Are we to blame as well for giving it up to fate?&lt;br /&gt;I wish to use my limitations for the happiness of a whole&lt;br /&gt;Its selfish- all I want is the peace of my own soul&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want and I know how to get there&lt;br /&gt;In the interim I shall do all I can&lt;br /&gt;Not fall prey to my own self righteousness&lt;br /&gt;Uphold equality, value diversity and be a medium&lt;br /&gt;For the voices of the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3476930706821714800?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3476930706821714800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3476930706821714800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3476930706821714800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3476930706821714800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/voice.html' title='Voice'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6922540582279109180</id><published>2008-10-02T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:26:56.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Love of Lucifer</title><content type='html'>'Who are you?' She trembled&lt;br /&gt;As she felt his presence draw near&lt;br /&gt;'I am the one who loves you&lt;br /&gt;There is no need for fear.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I feel like I've met you before&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how can that be?'&lt;br /&gt;'We were meant to be together angel&lt;br /&gt;From genesis to eternity.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Don't you remember my Father's home&lt;br /&gt;My brothers and the games we played&lt;br /&gt;Don't you remember the fight we had&lt;br /&gt;How things could never be the same?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I should be angry that you left&lt;br /&gt;I've taken the anger out on this world&lt;br /&gt;But now I've seen you I can do naught but love you&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who can save me girl'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was transported back in time&lt;br /&gt;And then she understood&lt;br /&gt;The devil, he had no evil&lt;br /&gt;Only a heart that broke and shook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt the connection surge&lt;br /&gt;And all her doubts fell away&lt;br /&gt;She nodded as he took her hand&lt;br /&gt;'I'm ready, you may show me the way'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the heavens opened up&lt;br /&gt;To swallow them in white fleece&lt;br /&gt;As her heart shook with the love she felt&lt;br /&gt;The world lit up with peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You have my love' she said&lt;br /&gt;He answered 'Darling, you've saved my life.'&lt;br /&gt;As heaven erupted to thunderous applause&lt;br /&gt;For the Devil had brought Home his wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6922540582279109180?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6922540582279109180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6922540582279109180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6922540582279109180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6922540582279109180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-love-of-lucifer.html' title='For The Love of Lucifer'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-115574999439353657</id><published>2008-10-02T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:13:32.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bella and The Rogue</title><content type='html'>She lifted her fan to her face&lt;br /&gt;And blushed her winning smile&lt;br /&gt;The gentlemen rushed to her side&lt;br /&gt;They formed a crowd in the aisle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty that of the fairest pearl&lt;br /&gt;Her voice like merry nightingale&lt;br /&gt;As she scanned the room she found&lt;br /&gt;A dark handsome unmoved male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slanted her gaze to assess&lt;br /&gt;Such an anomaly and to her whim&lt;br /&gt;She walked of her own accord&lt;br /&gt;And asked the next dance of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they danced she asked his name&lt;br /&gt;And it was then she discovered&lt;br /&gt;This irresistible rogue&lt;br /&gt;Was the friend to whom she'd promised forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've never forgotten you'&lt;br /&gt;She smiled as he broke down and said&lt;br /&gt;' I've tried time and again&lt;br /&gt;But I could never get you out of my head'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the song came to a close&lt;br /&gt;And we shall leave these two to find&lt;br /&gt;That when a bella meets a rogue&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she finds a love divine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-115574999439353657?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/115574999439353657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=115574999439353657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/115574999439353657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/115574999439353657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/bella-and-rogue.html' title='The Bella and The Rogue'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6774037025745223459</id><published>2008-10-02T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:04:12.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampira Davies- The Lonely Truth</title><content type='html'>A million years I've waited&lt;br /&gt;I've been hunted and alone&lt;br /&gt;A victim of the light&lt;br /&gt;A shadow of those unkown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detested and despised&lt;br /&gt;Feared by every one&lt;br /&gt;A victim to my hunger&lt;br /&gt;I crave the blood that runs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million years I've tried&lt;br /&gt;I've covered every ground&lt;br /&gt;A single worthy man&lt;br /&gt;Is a treasure that cannot be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live to feed and feed to live&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing else&lt;br /&gt;For only true  love can save me&lt;br /&gt;That and nothing  less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone strong, honest and kind&lt;br /&gt;Someone intelligent and open minded&lt;br /&gt;Someone with a ready smile or joke&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where can I find him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me and I shall grant you&lt;br /&gt;Treasure and knowledge galore&lt;br /&gt;For the only treasure that I now crave&lt;br /&gt;Is a man to love forever more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6774037025745223459?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6774037025745223459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6774037025745223459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6774037025745223459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6774037025745223459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/vampira-davies-lonely-truth.html' title='Vampira Davies- The Lonely Truth'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8555173210760332475</id><published>2008-10-02T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:55:11.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Need for Fear- A hymn</title><content type='html'>You don’t need eyes to see what is within you&lt;br /&gt;You don’t need hands to reach what rests within&lt;br /&gt;There is no need for fear when I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;So hold your cross and sing along&lt;br /&gt;Let the walk begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the storm I’ll carry you&lt;br /&gt;Through the walk, I’ll be right by your side&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I get you to&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take you to the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no need for fear&lt;br /&gt;Infinite, connected I and you&lt;br /&gt;So walk ahead with lifted head&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I’m loving you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8555173210760332475?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8555173210760332475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8555173210760332475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8555173210760332475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8555173210760332475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-need-for-fear-hymn.html' title='No Need for Fear- A hymn'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-832237807190190919</id><published>2008-10-02T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:54:04.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warrior</title><content type='html'>Life is in the living&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the giving&lt;br /&gt;Pain is in the brain&lt;br /&gt;You have to risk to gain&lt;br /&gt;Each moment ablaze&lt;br /&gt;With the fluidity of grace&lt;br /&gt;Never let weakness&lt;br /&gt;Compel you to bend&lt;br /&gt;But be your own WARRIOR&lt;br /&gt;Fighting till the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-832237807190190919?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/832237807190190919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=832237807190190919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/832237807190190919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/832237807190190919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/warrior.html' title='Warrior'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-7085761497726905995</id><published>2008-10-02T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:53:30.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly</title><content type='html'>Confident in purpose&lt;br /&gt;Determined in stride&lt;br /&gt;Pray for the strength to go on&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the weakness inside&lt;br /&gt;Not care about what I don’t know&lt;br /&gt;Change no one but myself&lt;br /&gt;Worry about only that which I can help&lt;br /&gt;Don’t care if I fall down&lt;br /&gt;Full freedom to cry&lt;br /&gt;Its only when I’m down to earth&lt;br /&gt;That I’ll have the power to fly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-7085761497726905995?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/7085761497726905995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=7085761497726905995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7085761497726905995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7085761497726905995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/fly.html' title='Fly'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-250039053552794440</id><published>2008-10-02T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:33:28.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot (This and Universe are for Ravage from Fire)</title><content type='html'>I had a dream of us last night&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in a sweat&lt;br /&gt;My restraint is our constraint&lt;br /&gt;I haven't f*kd you yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean that I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's all that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;You make me so hot for you&lt;br /&gt;You damn near blow my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning with a fire&lt;br /&gt;And this time its not my fault&lt;br /&gt;Did you have to be so goddam gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;You had no right at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distract me from this feeling&lt;br /&gt;Its turning me inside out&lt;br /&gt;How do you contain yourself?&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is to do it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong for us baby&lt;br /&gt;While I ache and yearn&lt;br /&gt;You make me so Hot for you darlin'&lt;br /&gt;You make this FIRE burn ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-250039053552794440?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/250039053552794440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=250039053552794440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/250039053552794440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/250039053552794440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/hot-this-and-universe-are-for-ravage.html' title='Hot (This and Universe are for Ravage from Fire)'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1261115532630682007</id><published>2008-10-02T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:12:29.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Universe</title><content type='html'>He looked at her and she felt beautiful&lt;br /&gt;He smiled at her and she got high&lt;br /&gt;He got down on one knee and her mind spun&lt;br /&gt;As he asked her 'will you dance with me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held her hand and she felt infinite&lt;br /&gt;He brought her close and he brought her home&lt;br /&gt;Silver angels of notes guided them&lt;br /&gt;He looked into her eyes and he gave her the universe to view&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1261115532630682007?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1261115532630682007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1261115532630682007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1261115532630682007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1261115532630682007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/universe.html' title='Universe'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3311938056704141496</id><published>2008-10-02T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T06:04:46.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravage to Fire- Leave the past</title><content type='html'>He whispered in your ear he loves you&lt;br /&gt;He whispered in your ear he cares&lt;br /&gt;He whispered in your ear he loves you&lt;br /&gt;And you turned around and he wasn’t there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you held the flame and burnt the paper&lt;br /&gt;You kissed the memory goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But it still feels like he wants to haunt you&lt;br /&gt;That he wants to stay right by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me now and leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;Leave the past far behind&lt;br /&gt;And run into these open arms- they’re waiting&lt;br /&gt;As he slips back into your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you held the flame and burnt the paper&lt;br /&gt;You kissed the memory goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But it still feels like he wants to haunt you&lt;br /&gt;That he wants to stay right by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s me who loves you,&lt;br /&gt;It’s me who cries&lt;br /&gt;It’s me who wonders&lt;br /&gt;If you’ll ever realize…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me now and leave me breathless&lt;br /&gt;Leave the past far behind&lt;br /&gt;And run into these open arms- they’re waiting&lt;br /&gt;As he slips back into your mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3311938056704141496?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3311938056704141496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3311938056704141496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3311938056704141496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3311938056704141496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/10/ravage-to-fire-leave-past.html' title='Ravage to Fire- Leave the past'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3535479069489437735</id><published>2008-09-25T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:59:44.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F* I'm Twenty</title><content type='html'>I just puked in my plate&lt;br /&gt;Its time i learnt to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;My life's all tops turvy&lt;br /&gt;So i'm irresponsible but I respond&lt;br /&gt;I may want to f* the hell out of a life I'm really fond&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hammering out a place for me to belong&lt;br /&gt;I'm all of only twenty&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to do I wish i could clone myself&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't know myself anymore&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I rush into the moment&lt;br /&gt;To forget the bruises and the sores&lt;br /&gt;One step away from misery&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic is as much as you're allowing yourself to feel&lt;br /&gt;Limitless is as much as I'm allowing myself to be&lt;br /&gt;No comparisons, no prejudice, no past&lt;br /&gt;Forgive myself, forgive others, just as fast&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fighting for anything&lt;br /&gt;Except my own peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I ever caused you trouble&lt;br /&gt;Call me whatever you want to&lt;br /&gt;And tell me whatever you feel&lt;br /&gt;I maybe weak indisciplined too stubborn for my own good&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on giving it my best again and again and again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3535479069489437735?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3535479069489437735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3535479069489437735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3535479069489437735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3535479069489437735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/09/f-im-twenty.html' title='F* I&apos;m Twenty'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1103516503049870032</id><published>2008-09-05T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:56:34.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transience</title><content type='html'>Life&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Transient fleeting ephemeral&lt;br /&gt;Hold on and give it your all&lt;br /&gt;Fight to spark it with passion&lt;br /&gt;Be honest be strong&lt;br /&gt;But know you can only do so much&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you grow&lt;br /&gt;You leave behind&lt;br /&gt;You move on&lt;br /&gt;Don't break, for there is always something new&lt;br /&gt;Some new experience&lt;br /&gt;Some new acquaintace&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting to come alive&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting to be more&lt;br /&gt;Be limitless&lt;br /&gt;And leave the rest to God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1103516503049870032?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1103516503049870032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1103516503049870032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1103516503049870032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1103516503049870032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/09/transience.html' title='Transience'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3338490037737710065</id><published>2008-09-04T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:25:50.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulsatile</title><content type='html'>So alive in every beat&lt;br /&gt;With the steady glow of body heat&lt;br /&gt;Breaking your back to earn your bread&lt;br /&gt;Milking every moment as is your right&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming the impossible&lt;br /&gt;Proving the myth untrue&lt;br /&gt;Fighting disbelief&lt;br /&gt;Showing the world the quality of you&lt;br /&gt;Incongruous mayhem&lt;br /&gt;Bullock meets BMW&lt;br /&gt;Thronging, honking, singing, screaming&lt;br /&gt;Crazy kaleidoscope&lt;br /&gt;Hold on for the rollercoaster hasn't ended&lt;br /&gt;In one fabulously fascinating life&lt;br /&gt;That is yours&lt;br /&gt;In the CITY THAT NEVER SLEEPS&lt;br /&gt;MUMBAI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3338490037737710065?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3338490037737710065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3338490037737710065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3338490037737710065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3338490037737710065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/09/pulsatile.html' title='Pulsatile'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-2955425995865911531</id><published>2008-09-04T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T10:19:43.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F*ck</title><content type='html'>(Zondra- The Queen of St. Anger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I F* the world&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I luv it as much as the next F*r&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it kisses my ass&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it takes me for a S*r&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i give it my all for nothin&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it gives me the big O just like dat&lt;br /&gt;I luv to hate as much as i hate to need the love&lt;br /&gt;That we social animals keep on waiting for&lt;br /&gt;I'll just grip it by the throat&lt;br /&gt;And for fun let it go&lt;br /&gt;It'll come back to me yet&lt;br /&gt;For I'm the only F*r it'll nvr b able 2 4gt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-2955425995865911531?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/2955425995865911531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=2955425995865911531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2955425995865911531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2955425995865911531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/09/fck.html' title='F*ck'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-455819370470454831</id><published>2008-09-03T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:51:14.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spot of Red</title><content type='html'>Startling in its intensity&lt;br /&gt;My opportunity to stand against&lt;br /&gt;Superstition and suppression&lt;br /&gt;By heeding the call of bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple thread on my hand&lt;br /&gt;Yet like a visible bond&lt;br /&gt;The abstract had become tangible&lt;br /&gt;One of friendship hope and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a powder yet a mark&lt;br /&gt;A sign of belonging and respect&lt;br /&gt;Blazing like a fire&lt;br /&gt;On the foreahead that bent to receive it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread on the floor like sinking sand&lt;br /&gt;A nightmare alive all at once&lt;br /&gt;As the dream bled its final course&lt;br /&gt;Reality had slashed the wrist&lt;br /&gt;Of that fanciful idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a spot of red&lt;br /&gt;But all that it conveys&lt;br /&gt;In the span of a moment several lifetimes&lt;br /&gt;In the form of one face several emotions&lt;br /&gt;Just a simple spot of red&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-455819370470454831?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/455819370470454831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=455819370470454831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/455819370470454831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/455819370470454831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/09/spot-of-red.html' title='Spot of Red'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6782972598155600390</id><published>2008-09-02T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:29:56.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong Now, Come On</title><content type='html'>Its so clear&lt;br /&gt;I needn't disguise it&lt;br /&gt;By the inadequacies of my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Its so repeated&lt;br /&gt;I needn't hide behind&lt;br /&gt;My failure to remember the cost&lt;br /&gt;Its so true&lt;br /&gt;Yet needs so much strength&lt;br /&gt;To understand and not lie to myself&lt;br /&gt;So let it be&lt;br /&gt;As it must be&lt;br /&gt;Let the dusk come&lt;br /&gt;And the dawn shine anew&lt;br /&gt;I will not let emotion rule&lt;br /&gt;I shall let logic take over&lt;br /&gt;Like a guy does&lt;br /&gt;And accept what is&lt;br /&gt;And not ponder over&lt;br /&gt;What I know nothing about&lt;br /&gt;For time is precious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6782972598155600390?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6782972598155600390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6782972598155600390&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6782972598155600390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6782972598155600390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/09/strong-now-come-on.html' title='Strong Now, Come On'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3903527704305093508</id><published>2008-09-02T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:26:18.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth</title><content type='html'>The Truth stared her in the face&lt;br /&gt;They'd long ago passed the cliff&lt;br /&gt;They'd long ago jumped&lt;br /&gt;And she'd found she had no parachute&lt;br /&gt;She found she was the only one&lt;br /&gt;Mid air&lt;br /&gt;No where to go&lt;br /&gt;But below&lt;br /&gt;Long ago she'd made her choice&lt;br /&gt;And now all she was was evanescent&lt;br /&gt;Gaseous, volatile, ghostly&lt;br /&gt;She could never be as she was before&lt;br /&gt;A change of course was futile&lt;br /&gt;This was the truth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3903527704305093508?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3903527704305093508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3903527704305093508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3903527704305093508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3903527704305093508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/09/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8252524951516323384</id><published>2008-08-29T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:20:04.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S, C &amp; aBoR- Captain Diana Jamieson</title><content type='html'>Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum&lt;br /&gt;I got me dagger and me gun&lt;br /&gt;Woe to the man who dares to come&lt;br /&gt;Near this woman&lt;br /&gt;I'll shoot him in the bum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas a man with an ego so large&lt;br /&gt;There was no place for the ship in the barge&lt;br /&gt;The new age ones call him an mcp&lt;br /&gt;Well he tried to get the better of me&lt;br /&gt;And before he knew it he went through it&lt;br /&gt;And found his ass in the deep blue sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love lorn fool came up and said&lt;br /&gt;'If I don't have thy love, you'll find me dead'&lt;br /&gt;I asked him then&lt;br /&gt;'Do you want to do it yourself&lt;br /&gt;Or shall i shoot you instead?'&lt;br /&gt;For I have no patience&lt;br /&gt;For the light in the head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the rival ship stood so proud a man&lt;br /&gt;The captain such a lofty man&lt;br /&gt;He laughed when he saw me a female captain&lt;br /&gt;And laughed at my crew&lt;br /&gt;At every woman- following man&lt;br /&gt;I could have easily blown the ship&lt;br /&gt;And that I did do immediately after&lt;br /&gt;I shot his pants buttons with my gun&lt;br /&gt;And they fell down to rollicking laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum&lt;br /&gt;I dare ye laddies, dare one come&lt;br /&gt;For we ladies can't be outdone&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not when we've got&lt;br /&gt;Our bottle of rum ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8252524951516323384?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8252524951516323384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8252524951516323384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8252524951516323384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8252524951516323384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/08/s-c-abor-captain-diana-jamieson.html' title='S, C &amp; aBoR- Captain Diana Jamieson'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-4275363652664638112</id><published>2008-08-29T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:05:22.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skull, Crossbones And a Bottle O' Rum- Tales From the World of A Pirate</title><content type='html'>Twas a dark stormy night&lt;br /&gt;On the All Hallow's eve&lt;br /&gt;That Viktor Groth steered his ship&lt;br /&gt;Through the black tides of sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From whence the storm&lt;br /&gt;Had laid its seige&lt;br /&gt;None had a hint or clue&lt;br /&gt;Tis they new for sure&lt;br /&gt;They'd be dead&lt;br /&gt;Till the new morn was due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to lose his ship&lt;br /&gt;Unwilling to lose the loot&lt;br /&gt;Viktor called on the devil&lt;br /&gt;'I shall make a tryst with you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so he lived to tell the tale&lt;br /&gt;He lived to tell many more&lt;br /&gt;The Devil's messenger on this earth&lt;br /&gt;Fear of anyone who dared to row&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the sirens turned their tails&lt;br /&gt;He was cold to the warmth of love&lt;br /&gt;What he preyed on- human hearts&lt;br /&gt;Though anything human he'd long forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lived with the ghosts&lt;br /&gt;They formed his crew&lt;br /&gt;And anyone foolish soon realized&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who messes&lt;br /&gt;With Viktor's crew&lt;br /&gt;Is the one who surely dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the day dawned anew&lt;br /&gt;When Viktor saw Gail Remington&lt;br /&gt;And at once remebered all&lt;br /&gt;Their love when they were young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cried out as her ship came near&lt;br /&gt;For here was the ultimate test&lt;br /&gt;He had to torture and to kill&lt;br /&gt;The one he'd always loved best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she was tied and brought onboard&lt;br /&gt;His heart lurched at the memory&lt;br /&gt;Sweet caresses, sweeter kisses&lt;br /&gt;One fateful night at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he proceeded with the knife&lt;br /&gt;To scar what he had always cared about&lt;br /&gt;But instead he cut his chest&lt;br /&gt;And pulled his own beating heart out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Take this and be happy'&lt;br /&gt;He shouted for the world to hear&lt;br /&gt;As he fell to his knees, fell into the sea&lt;br /&gt;And disappeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lo my friend and tis the truth&lt;br /&gt;A man can be the devil himself&lt;br /&gt;But in the end wat one would do for love&lt;br /&gt;Can wake the devil himself from hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-4275363652664638112?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4275363652664638112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=4275363652664638112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4275363652664638112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4275363652664638112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/08/skull-crossbones-and-bottle-o-rum-tales.html' title='Skull, Crossbones And a Bottle O&apos; Rum- Tales From the World of A Pirate'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-4408247533791453490</id><published>2008-08-28T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:09:02.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study</title><content type='html'>One could read a thousand word&lt;br /&gt;Front to back and back again&lt;br /&gt;With nothing being absorbed&lt;br /&gt;With as yet an empty brain&lt;br /&gt;One could spend time memorizing&lt;br /&gt;Each word and each detail&lt;br /&gt;And yet not have the inherent knowledge it takes&lt;br /&gt;To ensure they do not fail&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we take our malleable matter&lt;br /&gt;This utterly dependable grey&lt;br /&gt;And understand how it wants to learn&lt;br /&gt;Such that we do not forget what we learn today&lt;br /&gt;As important if not a whole lot more&lt;br /&gt;Is how we study to how much&lt;br /&gt;So be it according to the questions in the papers&lt;br /&gt;Key word notes or anything else&lt;br /&gt;Challenge yourself to study the best way you can&lt;br /&gt;Ace your exams&lt;br /&gt;And do nothing less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-4408247533791453490?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4408247533791453490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=4408247533791453490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4408247533791453490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4408247533791453490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/08/study.html' title='Study'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1720282474831409647</id><published>2008-08-28T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:02:00.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journals</title><content type='html'>That most irritating of books&lt;br /&gt;So filled by the history of my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;So disgcraced by the details of manipulations&lt;br /&gt;So hastened by the deadlines of marks&lt;br /&gt;So anxiety-wrought by the little scratches&lt;br /&gt;Cancellations&lt;br /&gt;As neat as i could make it&lt;br /&gt;It still isn't neat enough&lt;br /&gt;To be the paragon of scientific virtue&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if i spent a little less time&lt;br /&gt;On thinking of change and betterment&lt;br /&gt;And put my thoughts into action&lt;br /&gt;There'd be a cause for contentment&lt;br /&gt;For though not a perfect paragon&lt;br /&gt;At least then i would find&lt;br /&gt;Less enough cancellations&lt;br /&gt;To bring me my peace of mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1720282474831409647?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1720282474831409647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1720282474831409647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1720282474831409647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1720282474831409647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/08/journals.html' title='Journals'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8031886448095058047</id><published>2008-08-28T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:31:38.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry I shouted that you didn't care&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I painted you black&lt;br /&gt;I had to hate you if I was to leave you&lt;br /&gt;My love was the cause for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I clung too much&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I blamed you for selfishness&lt;br /&gt;You were there when I needed you&lt;br /&gt;And my insecurity's not a reason&lt;br /&gt;To respect you as less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry my darling I need you&lt;br /&gt;You're my brother and my friend&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you are the smarter one&lt;br /&gt;For knowing this clearly even then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8031886448095058047?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8031886448095058047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8031886448095058047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8031886448095058047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8031886448095058047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8110343838081601429</id><published>2008-08-28T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:21:20.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lithium</title><content type='html'>You helped me through my worst&lt;br /&gt;My friend whenever I needed one&lt;br /&gt;You became the shadow I could lean on&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to you, lithium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe love's the spell you've put me under&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you I'm not the same&lt;br /&gt;Withdrawal symptoms when I don't have you&lt;br /&gt;Keep coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'd lose a part of myself&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'd just go on anyway&lt;br /&gt;You were my lithium and not the drug&lt;br /&gt;Who I do love&lt;br /&gt;But in a yet undefined way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8110343838081601429?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8110343838081601429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8110343838081601429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8110343838081601429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8110343838081601429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/08/lithium.html' title='Lithium'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-706363898058210743</id><published>2008-08-20T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T09:09:34.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B*tch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(Fire on Nemesia- The B*tch)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day it will happen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll scratch your heart out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make you eat dirt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let you drown in your tears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One day it will happen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll feel my verbal fist in your face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll sweat with emotion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll panic with disgrace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B*tches are one in a million&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Their breed is too few&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lucky you've got one right in the mirror&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Staring right back at you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-706363898058210743?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/706363898058210743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=706363898058210743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/706363898058210743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/706363898058210743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/08/btch.html' title='B*tch'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-2631915059943788340</id><published>2008-08-08T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:59:07.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travellin in Da Rain</title><content type='html'>Splish splash splosh&lt;br /&gt;Got me saying 'Oh F*k'&lt;br /&gt;When my brand white jeans&lt;br /&gt;Got browned up in muck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to discard&lt;br /&gt;My umberella when&lt;br /&gt;In those wily winds&lt;br /&gt;It got inverted again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I got to the station&lt;br /&gt;To my vast amount of irritation&lt;br /&gt;The moisture had taken all the friction&lt;br /&gt;Landing me flat on my back portion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then I had had enough&lt;br /&gt;So i took my cell to call my car&lt;br /&gt;Only the rain had flooded phone lines&lt;br /&gt;So i had to take the train to Bandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the train I got wet again&lt;br /&gt;Due to a dripping windcheater&lt;br /&gt;Shivering with the cold&lt;br /&gt;My teeth began to clatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relief came with my station&lt;br /&gt;But alas it was too soon&lt;br /&gt;My eye nearly got poked out&lt;br /&gt;By an umberella of maroon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drenched seats of the bus&lt;br /&gt;Forced me to finally accept&lt;br /&gt;When travelling in the rains&lt;br /&gt;You get and you stay very wet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-2631915059943788340?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/2631915059943788340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=2631915059943788340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2631915059943788340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2631915059943788340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/08/travellin-in-da-rain.html' title='Travellin in Da Rain'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-7747546378674786032</id><published>2008-08-08T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:39:28.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unrequited</title><content type='html'>Powerless to destroy&lt;br /&gt;What i'm slowly being destroyed by&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to understand&lt;br /&gt;Love is never enough to get by&lt;br /&gt;Is it enough to accept the fact&lt;br /&gt;These dreams will never see the light&lt;br /&gt;Is respect enough&lt;br /&gt;To sacrifice what i know deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Is a higher love&lt;br /&gt;What I was always aiming for&lt;br /&gt;Or is it now going to be&lt;br /&gt;My tool to help me survive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-7747546378674786032?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/7747546378674786032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=7747546378674786032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7747546378674786032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7747546378674786032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/08/unrequited.html' title='Unrequited'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-9215818367867083031</id><published>2008-07-31T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:31:58.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ingenious Dunce</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A little high, a little low&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We know not where the mind does go&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So lauh it off and know just once&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That 1 can be a genius even having been a dunce &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-9215818367867083031?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/9215818367867083031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=9215818367867083031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/9215818367867083031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/9215818367867083031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/07/ingenious-dunce.html' title='The Ingenious Dunce'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-4007584370999373707</id><published>2008-07-31T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:29:43.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Knew But Yet I Didn't</title><content type='html'>I knew all along&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm singing this song&lt;br /&gt;I knew&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't let myself know&lt;br /&gt;That I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I felt all along&lt;br /&gt;Just wasn't true&lt;br /&gt;You're just my friend&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As confused as I felt&lt;br /&gt;Chasing love&lt;br /&gt;I went through hell&lt;br /&gt;But I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;I've let myself know&lt;br /&gt;What I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I felt&lt;br /&gt;Well it wasn't true&lt;br /&gt;You're just my friend&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us leave&lt;br /&gt;And let us believe&lt;br /&gt;Out there there is a one&lt;br /&gt;Friends we are&lt;br /&gt;And friend's we'll be&lt;br /&gt;And that is all we'll be&lt;br /&gt;For all our days under the sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-4007584370999373707?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4007584370999373707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=4007584370999373707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4007584370999373707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4007584370999373707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-knew-but-yet-i-didnt.html' title='I Knew But Yet I Didn&apos;t'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5444382141239151090</id><published>2008-07-27T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T10:57:09.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romantic ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I danced around the notion &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of a true love's potion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A spell for the devotion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of my devoted prince&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hunted for an aeon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drew his world with crayon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My heart strings still play on &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His jilted melody&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In ages of clairvoyance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I say with flamboyance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I rejoice in the buoyance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of love's airy victory &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5444382141239151090?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5444382141239151090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5444382141239151090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5444382141239151090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5444382141239151090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/07/romantic-ramblings.html' title='Romantic ramblings'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-4807986917384296413</id><published>2008-07-26T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T11:21:05.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind of euphoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;She blew the petals in her hand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She cared not if he loved her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All she knew was the ache inside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rejoicing she lifted her arms to the sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And felt herself carried up &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On da wind of euphoria&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-4807986917384296413?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/4807986917384296413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=4807986917384296413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4807986917384296413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/4807986917384296413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/07/wind-of-euphoria.html' title='Wind of euphoria'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-611103789208919072</id><published>2008-07-16T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:17:13.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show</title><content type='html'>Does he feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;Does it show&lt;br /&gt;If he loves me the same&lt;br /&gt;How do I know?&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts race through my brain&lt;br /&gt;There they go&lt;br /&gt;If he feels the same, then lord&lt;br /&gt;Please just lt it show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-611103789208919072?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/611103789208919072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=611103789208919072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/611103789208919072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/611103789208919072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/07/show.html' title='Show'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6303625854345112509</id><published>2008-07-16T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:50:01.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is The One I Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is the one I love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's the one I've been dreaming of&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never quite gave us enough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But now I'm ready to fight for love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the one I love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And though the road might be tough&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'll be watched by the one above&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such is the case when you're in love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the one I love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whom I'll never get enough of&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whom I am now going to give the shove&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For I'm ready to face up to what I feel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6303625854345112509?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6303625854345112509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6303625854345112509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6303625854345112509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6303625854345112509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-one-i-love.html' title='This Is The One I Love'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-7765896602956354721</id><published>2008-07-07T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:40:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>How do you leave behind?&lt;br /&gt;That which is already a part of you&lt;br /&gt;How do you move on?&lt;br /&gt;When someone's reached the heart of you&lt;br /&gt;In dreams, thoughts, memories&lt;br /&gt;No matter how one longs to be free&lt;br /&gt;How does one say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;When one longs to say 'I love you.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-7765896602956354721?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/7765896602956354721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=7765896602956354721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7765896602956354721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7765896602956354721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3106773629370889303</id><published>2008-07-01T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:07:07.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomniac?? Maybe</title><content type='html'>Don't feel like eating&lt;br /&gt;Sleep deserts me&lt;br /&gt;Music befriends&lt;br /&gt;Emotions arrest me&lt;br /&gt;Listless, yet not quite&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtless, this ain't right&lt;br /&gt;In the cycles of day&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the way&lt;br /&gt;2 in the morn&lt;br /&gt;Wat am i?&lt;br /&gt;An owl&lt;br /&gt;Silent night&lt;br /&gt;The world is mine&lt;br /&gt;But no, i'll settle for action&lt;br /&gt;And leave my dreams&lt;br /&gt;In the daylight when others work&lt;br /&gt;Will I sleep then?&lt;br /&gt;But no i must sleep&lt;br /&gt;And i will&lt;br /&gt;Prince Charming, Sandman,&lt;br /&gt;escort me on my way&lt;br /&gt;and let me not waste my day&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, Goodbye sweet world&lt;br /&gt;Poetry has made a sleeper out of an insomniac girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3106773629370889303?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3106773629370889303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3106773629370889303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3106773629370889303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3106773629370889303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/07/insomniac-maybe.html' title='Insomniac?? Maybe'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1550661788909306172</id><published>2008-07-01T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:01:12.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tryin Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;And Damn It I'm Trying Again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I fall once more &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll get up again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I break once more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll mend it again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's nuthin but new beginnins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till there is the end&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm human, I err, so what???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Damn It I'm Tryin Again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1550661788909306172?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1550661788909306172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1550661788909306172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1550661788909306172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1550661788909306172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2008/07/tryin-again.html' title='Tryin Again'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6494518197620157960</id><published>2007-09-24T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:20:39.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fit in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beverly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Glorie</title><content type='html'>Hmm so I'm in my final year of high school and all that...the big step towards adulthood...yea rite...graduation ceremonies and year books and proms... i can't understand what the big deal is anyways...its all a part of life, right? You have friends, dreams, plans- you choose one and try to hang on to the rest. Well. So celebrate it but don't expect me to go gaga over it. I just don't do gaga over a school I'm gonna be glad to get out of.&lt;br /&gt;Suffocation with a pillow would be less claustrophobic- i mean blondes and jocks and your everyday average stereotypes...but I do have two good friends- two people I can trust and well if anything good happened while i was in school, they are it.&lt;br /&gt;Who else would wake me up with a bucket of cold water thrown over my head or write a card with that cute guy's name on it addressed to me. They're gorgeous babes just like my mom and sis, but they're beautiful on the inside too. I on the other hand seem to have gotten a bit unbalanced on the beauty Vs brains scale. Is it any wonder the last guy i brought home went gaga over my sis- he was hang dog drooling which was when i asked myself 'So what did you see in him anyway' but he was half way out the door after my sister. Trouble is i live in the ever young Beverly hills. You look average and can solve a physics equation in 2 minutes= not a good social equation. Plus did i mention i tend to go crazy and am a give a damn loner.&lt;br /&gt;But there's one thing i've promised myself- i'm gonna get myself dating a rocker if its the last thing i do, easier said than done right yea that's why they have that phrase- if only...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, even if i could just find that one guy who could understand me and be there for me... if only is rite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you want more of this, lemme kno and i'll provide the details of how i met Zack- my man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6494518197620157960?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6494518197620157960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6494518197620157960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6494518197620157960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6494518197620157960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/09/glorie.html' title='Glorie'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6858081406161618438</id><published>2007-09-24T09:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:07:29.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>If Only</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;                &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;  Shot in the head. Right before his very eyes. His own uncle shot his father in the head. His world collapsed and thinking only of survival, he fled. He fled and found his way to a stranger paradise- the glamour and dazzle of Beverly Hills- where looks are a façade and scheming minds plot horrible fates.&lt;br /&gt;      Now the cards are on the table. He is in an alien territory. His uncle has set gangsters after him and his only hope of survival is a sixteen year- old girl.&lt;br /&gt;      Are you prepared for what could happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                             This is a story of Glorie Madion and Zack Rodriguez, two people from opposite ends of the world who wondered the same question- 'If only they could find someone they could trust'. They are about to get a whole lot more than they bargained for...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6858081406161618438?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6858081406161618438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6858081406161618438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6858081406161618438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6858081406161618438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-only.html' title='If Only'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5732632092512605200</id><published>2007-09-24T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:59:54.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Banter of a Bored Brain</title><content type='html'>Why? Why? Why? Why do I have to study? Why can’t I make a decision? Why does this vacation suddenly seem too short and unfulfilling? A vacation? Is that what I said? Hmmm, this heat must be making me lose my mind. I’ve had working days lighter than this vacation. And why? Because I have the utterly easy, simply accomplished (note the sarcasm) task of making a place for myself in the science stream. Whom have I got to blame? None other than my ambitious self, who doesn’t yet have a goal, mind you. Any wonder I’m getting lost in self contemplation and mindless self loathing. This lethargy is creeping over me like a warm quilt on a hot summer night- that’s right, totally unwanted. Work is looming up like tidal tsunami wave and I’m powerless to stop it cause this girl gets ruled by her emotions and feelings and right now this heart is screaming ‘lets party’ while this mind is screaming ‘you have to sit down and study’. Clash of the titans? No wonder I’m feeling so upset. Wouldn’t you be feeling it too? And then I think about anything other than the immediate problem- the truckload of study- I think about something abstract like lets say intelligence? Do I have any? That’s laughable. Well let’s see intelligence is common sense+ general knowledge right? Something that we depend on in crises that we land in because of lack of it in the first place. Very ironic, if I say so myself. I’m looking forward to using my intelligence later on, because right now it’s just not helping. Everyone considers themselves to be intelligent on some level- consciously or subconsciously but the fact is very few are truly and consistently intelligent. Everyone has intelligence but few have mastered the art of using it. Even Archimedes had his bouts of pure nuttiness like Eureka. And actually I prefer eccentricity over intelligence it adds such a delightful flavor to life. Intelligence is used to master life; I think eccentricity is used to play around with it. The perfect combination of both would make each day a wonder but I fear I get the latter more than the former. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, now I’ve managed to type away all my frustration and even I am not eccentric enough to want an all night excursion into the ‘wonderland of study your brain out’ (I sometimes worry about a central system overload, but heck at this rate I have nothing to fear, do I?) so anyways I’ll bid you goodnight and farewell. And pray this one time my intelligence reigns supreme over my eccentricity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5732632092512605200?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5732632092512605200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5732632092512605200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5732632092512605200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5732632092512605200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/09/blue-banter-of-bored-brain.html' title='Blue Banter of a Bored Brain'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6762173212732201561</id><published>2007-09-24T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:55:21.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Three Times My Lady- I</title><content type='html'>Chapter I&lt;br /&gt;        “Thank you so much. I really do not know what I would do without you. “Probably he did depend on her, then pray tell why he chose to ignore her most of the time, except when it came to saving his backside. Oh well, if this was all she got, then she would try to make do with it and be happy. Only her traitorous mind had other ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she was- a talented, exceptionally intelligent student at Remington High. She had a wonderful life, wonderful friends and a wonderful future before her. She had never cared about guys and continued not to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her busy schedule and happening life did not afford her much time to spend ogling guys. Her future loomed ahead and her assignments and competitions took up more than her time. It was no joke being an A+++ student. However there was one exception- Craig. Craig Donovan. The boy who had blown her away, the moment she had laid eyes on him&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The college bad boy right from his long unruly black locks to his black leather bomber to the stereotypical Harley parked outside. Yes, girls adored him. He had probably dated most of them even. But for her he had reserved a special post- that of his homework supplier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most intimate moment she had had with him was probably when her hands brushed against his as he took his completed assignment from her. Surprisingly, that too sent tingles down her spine though she was sure he hadn’t even noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Her college was a beautiful place. Greenery everywhere, very much in keeping with the small town she belonged to. She breathed in deeply as she took in the early morning scents- fresh dew on grass, the mingled fragrances of the flowers that dotted the rolling plains of the campus, the smell of the fresh earth beneath her. It was lovely and it made her sigh with satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hi! Wait till you hear what I have to say. Andy finally asked out Jillian last night.” Ashley came up slapping her friend on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He did?” Diana was incredulous, “Yes, and guess what… Jillian agreed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Finally”, they both burst out laughing. It had become a longstanding joke on campus. They had even termed it “The Trials of Andrew”, for every time Andrew had ventured to ask Jillian out, something or the other had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time Andy had backed out based on nerves. The second time he had taken advice from a friend and tried to compliment her stating in these words exactly “that’s a very nice nose you have. You haven’t had a nose job done, have you…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jillian had been shocked and had walked away right then. The third time- a letter he wrote to her full of romantic musings found its way into a teacher’s locker and the teacher started thinking one of the faculty members secretly admired her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was very confused indeed when he didn’t respond to her flirting in quite the way she had hoped. The fourth time he had tried to woo her Romeo Juliet style by getting a ladder placed near her dorm and singing to her in the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unluckily, the matron had been there and when she opened the windows to glare at him, he got so shocked and surprised the poor guy fell off the ladder, nearly breaking his back.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;Just then they saw Jillian approaching. “Hello, speak of the angel and the angel appears. We heard the news.” Diana said. “You’ll too?” Jillian said smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So how did he finally do it?” Diana asked. “Well…. that day when he sang to me from the ladder, I was really taken. Then I couldn’t help but feel sorry when I heard from the matron that he had landed in the sickroom thanks to multiple injuries from falling off the ladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there to give him my condolences and the guy is so sweet, he actually said it didn’t matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got talking and he apologized for that rude remark which was the worst compliment I have ever heard. But then he said that I took his breath away and he asked me to go with him for the movie “Something’s Got to Give.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I resist?’ “Was it because of the movie or the guy?” Jillian cheekily asked. “Oh. I’m surprised you need to ask. Of course the movie.” They burst out into laughter. “Seriously the guy. He is just too-o-o sw-e-e-e-t. “Saying so she went away, laughing.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;“So now, what about your dilemma?” Ashley turned to Diana and asked her with a smirk.  “My dilemma? I don’t have any dilemma. What are you talking about?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tall, dark and handsome…anything registering?” “Oh that one. Nope, the only thing he wants from me is his homework.” “Give yourself a break. Does he even know how much you like him?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ashley was serious. “No Ashley. The A’s he receives are his own hard work. How will he come to know?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stop being sarcastic. Men can be pretty obtuse, especially one with as much female fans as has. It’s a bummer he is the only one you have even given a second thought to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6762173212732201561?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6762173212732201561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6762173212732201561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6762173212732201561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6762173212732201561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/09/three-times-my-lady-i.html' title='Three Times My Lady- I'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1167124678709354084</id><published>2007-09-24T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:51:28.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='officer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difference'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Difference- what I want to make in the world&lt;br /&gt;Different- what I am and how I’m viewed&lt;br /&gt;Differently- the way you’ll have to absorb this story&lt;br /&gt;            I’m Kiran Rodricks- nineteen year old dreamer bordering on psychopath as some of my friends like to put it. And right now I’m starting to empathize with them. How else could I have landed myself in the situation which I’m currently facing? Increase the view lens- to the left of my head a bit further- ah! That’s it right there- say hi! Actually it would be better if you don’t, that uniformed guy holding a gun to my head might not give so eager a response, come to think of it. I would say hi but yeah get the camera a bit closer – there you see- A grade steel- reinforced handcuffs. I could give you a sideways namaste – something I learnt in yoga. I used to wonder where that would be useful. Guess everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;            This particular mess even I can’t believe I landed myself in. It was an accident, it was raining. Anyone who lives in Mumbai knows we have the worst traffic pattern in the world. I had just been driving home from a party, yeah so I had a consumed a little alcohol but you would hardly say I’m drunk. I’ve already dropped my friends off at their places but me? No, I had to squeeze in just one more jam up for the day.&lt;br /&gt;            So it was raining, which had considerably reduced the visibility and smoked up the screens. I just got my license a month back, so I’m a novice at driving. Iris by Goo Goo Dolls came on the radio and I couldn’t help dreaming about the one. Next thing I knew it headlights were approaching me at full speed. We both tried to swerve away realizing the impending doom. I managed to stay on the road but the other car veered off. It crashed into a tree. I being the complete madcap I am, and not realizing the gravity of the situation stopped the car and went to see if I could help. I had managed to unlock the car and went to check if he was alright. No sooner had I touched his bleeding collar than, I felt a gun in my back and “Please, step out with your hands up over your head.” Or something like that in Marathi. It then hit me how I must look and I panicked, I tried to run away. The only result of that being the officer jamming me up against the car and now actually thinking I’m up to no good, having handcuffed me and pressing me to the side of the car now barking away in Marathi, such that I simply cannot understand what he is saying and that’s just increasing the snarl of frustration on his face.&lt;br /&gt;            I start praying hard. Just then I feel a bulb light up in my head. I would get one phone call, it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1167124678709354084?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1167124678709354084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1167124678709354084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1167124678709354084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1167124678709354084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/09/difference-what-i-want-to-make-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8498099360799146753</id><published>2007-09-24T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:49:24.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven</title><content type='html'>Through life we search for a deeper meaning&lt;br /&gt;The arrogance of a firm belief that we are here for more&lt;br /&gt;What if this life is but an interlude?&lt;br /&gt;And the real journey only starts when our bodies are no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows, so many try guessing&lt;br /&gt;At the reality behind the smoke of infinity&lt;br /&gt;While others wonder if heaven is just a feeling&lt;br /&gt;That embraces you&lt;br /&gt;When you know that all is right with your world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where this road of consequence leads&lt;br /&gt;What turn our decisions could take&lt;br /&gt;As our mind tries to grasp the fundamental truths&lt;br /&gt;It’s the conviction of spirit onto which we hang on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8498099360799146753?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8498099360799146753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8498099360799146753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8498099360799146753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8498099360799146753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/09/heaven.html' title='Heaven'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5964358520085790332</id><published>2007-09-24T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:43:18.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Through it all we shall grow&lt;br /&gt;We shall fall down but to rise&lt;br /&gt;Never to self defeat&lt;br /&gt;Bring the sunshine in the skies&lt;br /&gt;Sing the song with a tear&lt;br /&gt;While they point at you&lt;br /&gt;Unafraid, unproud&lt;br /&gt;Compassion all we know&lt;br /&gt;Speak a word to listen&lt;br /&gt;Lose something to miss it&lt;br /&gt;Life the bird may fly away&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy what is still in it&lt;br /&gt;Weak, weary, wounded&lt;br /&gt;Shall march on in the light&lt;br /&gt;Not a thing shall dent the will&lt;br /&gt;To fall in love with life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5964358520085790332?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5964358520085790332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5964358520085790332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5964358520085790332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5964358520085790332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/09/through-it-all-we-shall-grow-we-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-7246350409692217338</id><published>2007-09-24T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:35:11.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blazon's Court</title><content type='html'>In Blazon's court there grew a girl&lt;br /&gt;Tall and proud and fair&lt;br /&gt;As by a fence a young boy drew&lt;br /&gt;Enchanted by her hair&lt;br /&gt;As she danced and drew him out&lt;br /&gt;From his solitary cove&lt;br /&gt;In the hands of fate a friendship grew&lt;br /&gt;That blossomed into love&lt;br /&gt;Twas the thorns that men hath made&lt;br /&gt;That drew the two apart&lt;br /&gt;Her string tied to another kite&lt;br /&gt;As dictated by the stars&lt;br /&gt;Through life and worlds they roamed about&lt;br /&gt;Led by time and destiny&lt;br /&gt;Till once more they met wisened&lt;br /&gt;Experience had set them free&lt;br /&gt;White the hair on their heads&lt;br /&gt;But the easel gleamed a page anew&lt;br /&gt;Souls took refuge at last&lt;br /&gt;In the music of their hearts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-7246350409692217338?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/7246350409692217338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=7246350409692217338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7246350409692217338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/7246350409692217338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/09/blazons-court.html' title='Blazon&apos;s Court'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-6800890369118563726</id><published>2007-08-25T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T10:26:33.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orkut Honesty</title><content type='html'>I'm eighteen going on thirty&lt;br /&gt;The girl in the pic ain't me&lt;br /&gt;Specs, braces, moustache&lt;br /&gt;Is what you'll see&lt;br /&gt;If you catch a glimpse of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not rich, I barely survive&lt;br /&gt;I live off my parent's trust fund&lt;br /&gt;I'm spoilt, educated grabage&lt;br /&gt;I do nothing for no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love philosophy, politics, news&lt;br /&gt;I'll pester you for your views&lt;br /&gt;By the time I've said&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say&lt;br /&gt;You'll be begging to be locked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the truth being confessed by me&lt;br /&gt;The first time online just for you&lt;br /&gt;Wanna kidnap me? Go ahead&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that i didn't warn you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( What happened with Adnan is really sad. We must all take care that no one should take advantage of us...Have fun. Be safe. Peace.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-6800890369118563726?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/6800890369118563726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=6800890369118563726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6800890369118563726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/6800890369118563726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/08/orkut-honesty.html' title='Orkut Honesty'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-375842328295514303</id><published>2007-08-25T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T10:11:54.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Sinking sand of honeyed memories&lt;br /&gt;Might well be my demise&lt;br /&gt;Dragging me into a vortex of lust&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I shut my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Hunger for things I tasted&lt;br /&gt;But to be stolen away&lt;br /&gt;An automaton, forced cognition&lt;br /&gt;Night blends into day&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer of myself&lt;br /&gt;My being has amplified&lt;br /&gt;Being broken up into fragments&lt;br /&gt;By the intensity in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But the dark wouldn't blind you&lt;br /&gt;It would let you combine&lt;br /&gt;With the past, present and future&lt;br /&gt;No longer confined by light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-375842328295514303?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/375842328295514303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=375842328295514303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/375842328295514303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/375842328295514303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/08/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-2142044266436230347</id><published>2007-08-23T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T09:28:11.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>Lunacy, mania, euphoria&lt;br /&gt;Were you to classify&lt;br /&gt;Unexplainable joy&lt;br /&gt;Unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;For inability to understand&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wonder&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a field of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Amidst gardens of peace&lt;br /&gt;I'll be dancing&lt;br /&gt;The tune of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a lab of anxiety&lt;br /&gt;I shall challenge science&lt;br /&gt;By teaching apparatus&lt;br /&gt;How to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a bus of weary&lt;br /&gt;I'll give in to temptation&lt;br /&gt;And offer passengers&lt;br /&gt;My bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might you judge me&lt;br /&gt;Scrutinize&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't matter&lt;br /&gt;For I am free&lt;br /&gt;Unbothered&lt;br /&gt;Unhindered&lt;br /&gt;By the prejudice&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-2142044266436230347?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/2142044266436230347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=2142044266436230347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2142044266436230347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/2142044266436230347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/08/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1066665822759069458</id><published>2007-08-23T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T09:22:23.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed</title><content type='html'>Hands up, outstretched&lt;br /&gt;Hands curved in need&lt;br /&gt;As two tears poured&lt;br /&gt;I felt a heart speak&lt;br /&gt;Those too tired&lt;br /&gt;Too jaded&lt;br /&gt;Smiled&lt;br /&gt;Like blossoming flowers&lt;br /&gt;In the noon day heat&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the drudge&lt;br /&gt;For an instant&lt;br /&gt;For an act of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What warm breeze&lt;br /&gt;Would lift one high&lt;br /&gt;Than a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Of satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not everyone&lt;br /&gt;Can be fed&lt;br /&gt;As the drunk lay&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious&lt;br /&gt;To the aroma&lt;br /&gt;Of hot wadas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1066665822759069458?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1066665822759069458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1066665822759069458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1066665822759069458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1066665822759069458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/08/feed.html' title='Feed'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8087159297208526468</id><published>2007-08-21T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T11:19:05.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indifference</title><content type='html'>Were I to stand&lt;br /&gt;Away&lt;br /&gt;From danger&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows of cries&lt;br /&gt;Unheard&lt;br /&gt;Unheeded&lt;br /&gt;What kind of human would I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were I to step&lt;br /&gt;Aside&lt;br /&gt;As injustice&lt;br /&gt;Had its way&lt;br /&gt;With men&lt;br /&gt;What kind of citizen would I be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were I to understand&lt;br /&gt;Yet ignore&lt;br /&gt;The pain&lt;br /&gt;The suffering&lt;br /&gt;The need&lt;br /&gt;Why was I educated?&lt;br /&gt;If it was of no use to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8087159297208526468?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8087159297208526468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8087159297208526468&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8087159297208526468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8087159297208526468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/08/indifference.html' title='Indifference'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-8074844182427231448</id><published>2007-08-21T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T11:13:27.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>India- of the Hindus</title><content type='html'>(India's point of view)&lt;br /&gt;Hello! You people fighting&lt;br /&gt;India's mine india's mine&lt;br /&gt;Hindu-stan&lt;br /&gt;Khali-stan&lt;br /&gt;Maybe even&lt;br /&gt;Islam-istan&lt;br /&gt;Guju-stan&lt;br /&gt;Isai-stan?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried uniting?&lt;br /&gt;Or have I fed such idiots&lt;br /&gt;They listen to fundamentalism&lt;br /&gt;Without asking their Mother&lt;br /&gt;What she wants&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you&lt;br /&gt;Right now if you listen&lt;br /&gt;You nuts are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You'll are my babies&lt;br /&gt;And like every mom&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you'll equally&lt;br /&gt;Why do you fight&lt;br /&gt;Mutilate me in your hatred?&lt;br /&gt;Do you not know&lt;br /&gt;A mother's love is enough&lt;br /&gt;For all her progeny&lt;br /&gt;With more to spare&lt;br /&gt;Like any loving mother&lt;br /&gt;I shall forgive you&lt;br /&gt;But how can you live&lt;br /&gt;Happily&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you're hurting me so?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-8074844182427231448?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/8074844182427231448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=8074844182427231448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8074844182427231448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/8074844182427231448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/08/india-of-hindus.html' title='India- of the Hindus'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-1526993440888647669</id><published>2007-08-21T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T10:43:05.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother</title><content type='html'>Mother!&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them&lt;br /&gt;They know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;They're lead&lt;br /&gt;Like blind mice&lt;br /&gt;Into a pathos&lt;br /&gt;Pandora's box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother!&lt;br /&gt;Give me strength&lt;br /&gt;To look beyond their faults&lt;br /&gt;And give them the love&lt;br /&gt;They need&lt;br /&gt;To make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother!&lt;br /&gt;I know they beat us&lt;br /&gt;Delusioned by&lt;br /&gt;Superiority&lt;br /&gt;They restrain&lt;br /&gt;Exploit&lt;br /&gt;Subdue our cries&lt;br /&gt;But beneath that&lt;br /&gt;Tough exterior&lt;br /&gt;Is a tiny boy&lt;br /&gt;Crying to be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother!&lt;br /&gt;They fight&lt;br /&gt;Like insolent brats&lt;br /&gt;And it pains my heart&lt;br /&gt;To see&lt;br /&gt;How much they'll do&lt;br /&gt;To destroy&lt;br /&gt;Their insecurity of&lt;br /&gt;Inferiority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother!&lt;br /&gt;Oh watch out&lt;br /&gt;They understand&lt;br /&gt;Only what they choose&lt;br /&gt;Never realising&lt;br /&gt;In the tentacles of revenge&lt;br /&gt;They tighten their own necks&lt;br /&gt;With the noose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother!&lt;br /&gt;We're all your children&lt;br /&gt;Help me to love brother&lt;br /&gt;And through loving myself&lt;br /&gt;Help him to know&lt;br /&gt;The joy of loving one another&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-1526993440888647669?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/1526993440888647669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=1526993440888647669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1526993440888647669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/1526993440888647669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/08/mother.html' title='Mother'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-3858838237285637360</id><published>2007-08-19T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T09:31:41.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Connection with Karma</title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm a child&lt;br /&gt;In that when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;The dreams I receive&lt;br /&gt;Seem to beckon to me&lt;br /&gt;Of a far away place&lt;br /&gt;That I used to know sometime&lt;br /&gt;On a stairway to heaven&lt;br /&gt;Connection to a past life&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I know the one&lt;br /&gt;Who looks back at me&lt;br /&gt;From the fog&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its not just a dream&lt;br /&gt;But reality repeated&lt;br /&gt;Deja Vu&lt;br /&gt;In a twirl, circular whimsy&lt;br /&gt;When past and present collide&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the one who is my friend&lt;br /&gt;Is the one inside&lt;br /&gt;We know, we love, we cherish&lt;br /&gt;We give we laugh, we perish&lt;br /&gt;But maybe we're preserved&lt;br /&gt;As figments of imagination&lt;br /&gt;Unseen, unheard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-3858838237285637360?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/3858838237285637360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=3858838237285637360&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3858838237285637360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/3858838237285637360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/08/connection-with-karma.html' title='Connection with Karma'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5324618385704581990</id><published>2007-08-18T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:41:39.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Raag Malhar&lt;br /&gt;As the rain poured down&lt;br /&gt;From a gray sky&lt;br /&gt;The world went wild&lt;br /&gt;And the youth got high&lt;br /&gt;People danced, cheered, entertained&lt;br /&gt;The more i risked, the more I gained&lt;br /&gt;Calling my judge an ape&lt;br /&gt;Dancing made all of them gape&lt;br /&gt;As I made a face with tape&lt;br /&gt;Compared monkeys to guys&lt;br /&gt;Nothing was too much for one&lt;br /&gt;To express, to believe in oneself&lt;br /&gt;With the help of my friends&lt;br /&gt;And one special monkey&lt;br /&gt;I came third and proved&lt;br /&gt;That we smarties are really sexy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5324618385704581990?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5324618385704581990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5324618385704581990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5324618385704581990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5324618385704581990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/08/raag-malhar-as-rain-poured-down-from.html' title=''/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-491017952986802350</id><published>2007-06-29T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T10:55:51.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Friendship, friendship&lt;br /&gt;It’s the greatest gift you’ve given to me&lt;br /&gt;Through every hardship&lt;br /&gt;It’s the light with the power to set me free&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;When your hand is in mine&lt;br /&gt;All the cobwebs of despair&lt;br /&gt;Just fade away&lt;br /&gt;Every journey every wandering&lt;br /&gt;I know I’m protected&lt;br /&gt;Coz you’re love is with me&lt;br /&gt;And wherever we go&lt;br /&gt;No matter the distance&lt;br /&gt;It warms me to know&lt;br /&gt;There’s someone like you in this world&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we do&lt;br /&gt;Through all of life’s lessons&lt;br /&gt;You’re the sweetest one I’ll ever know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-491017952986802350?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/491017952986802350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=491017952986802350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/491017952986802350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/491017952986802350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/06/friendship-friendship-its-greatest-gift.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5508365358743902501</id><published>2007-06-29T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T10:03:47.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song for Prince</title><content type='html'>Like spirit. Like faith,&lt;br /&gt;A voice calling my name&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside, does reside&lt;br /&gt;A love so great&lt;br /&gt;Neither touch nor feel&lt;br /&gt;Yet sensation makes me reel&lt;br /&gt;One place I can enter&lt;br /&gt;Has no physical state&lt;br /&gt;Send me flying&lt;br /&gt;Lift me high&lt;br /&gt;Prince of Dreams&lt;br /&gt;And I…&lt;br /&gt;Shall dwell forever&lt;br /&gt;Where none can see&lt;br /&gt;In my heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;In the essence that I be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5508365358743902501?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5508365358743902501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5508365358743902501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5508365358743902501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5508365358743902501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/06/like-spirit.html' title='Love Song for Prince'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5746814997133131675</id><published>2007-06-29T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T12:17:36.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Went To Mars</title><content type='html'>When Diana went to Mars&lt;br /&gt;She outdazzled all their powers&lt;br /&gt;And drove them aliens insane&lt;br /&gt;Till they besieged the earth reign&lt;br /&gt;'What can we do' the humans asked&lt;br /&gt;'Tell her to leave our planet Mars'&lt;br /&gt;Her friends called 'We miss you come back'&lt;br /&gt;Earth is under Martian attack&lt;br /&gt;Didn't you read the news every day&lt;br /&gt;When have I ever cared what that had to say&lt;br /&gt;But here i come and so she came&lt;br /&gt;Scaring all the Martians away&lt;br /&gt;She got a medal and was declared hero&lt;br /&gt;To which she said 'I really should go more often you know'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5746814997133131675?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5746814997133131675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5746814997133131675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5746814997133131675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5746814997133131675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-i-went-to-mars.html' title='When I Went To Mars'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7711102471137918711.post-5086326687519647320</id><published>2007-06-12T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T01:05:18.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials of Gymming</title><content type='html'>The mat lay there innocuous&lt;br /&gt;As I slowly descended on its warmth&lt;br /&gt;Never realising what I was in for&lt;br /&gt;Not having been forewarned&lt;br /&gt;And I lifted and I stretched&lt;br /&gt;As she held my legs up high&lt;br /&gt;With naught but a gleam in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;As I opened my mouth to sigh&lt;br /&gt;Nah, but no I must not give up&lt;br /&gt;Up and down I must go on&lt;br /&gt;Till my legs can be felt no more&lt;br /&gt;And the ground can be laid upon&lt;br /&gt;1 to 20 again and again&lt;br /&gt;The numbers drifted from my mouth&lt;br /&gt;As muscles I didn't know I had&lt;br /&gt;Began in chorus to scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;But in the midst of this pain&lt;br /&gt;Laughter was to be embraced&lt;br /&gt;As she tried to position me once more&lt;br /&gt;My shoe came out and fell on her face!&lt;br /&gt;As it lay there on the ground&lt;br /&gt;It gave me a conspirator's smile&lt;br /&gt;We'll be back for more I know&lt;br /&gt;I've given you the chance to rest awhile&lt;br /&gt;She then proceeded to stretch me and fold&lt;br /&gt;Like a choice piece of meat about to be sold&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was quite a time&lt;br /&gt;The trials of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gymming&lt;/span&gt; for those abs of mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7711102471137918711-5086326687519647320?l=podsutopia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/feeds/5086326687519647320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7711102471137918711&amp;postID=5086326687519647320&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5086326687519647320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7711102471137918711/posts/default/5086326687519647320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://podsutopia.blogspot.com/2007/06/trials-of-gymming.html' title='Trials of Gymming'/><author><name>3D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04459099691689844058</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tq1W9BCvh0I/Tbel-VPowbI/AAAAAAAAABw/qEUSfz__frE/s220/Hum%2Band%2BI.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
