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<title>Moments With Myself</title> 
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 <id>tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2006-04-03:2398</id>
 <title>Black</title> 
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 <updated>2006-04-03T14:20:05+05:30</updated> 
 <summary type="text">  The black night  
  The thoughts black  
  The ceaseless thoughts  
  The pursuit ceaseless  
  All in a Black Night !  
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 <name>Anshie</name> 
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Writing 
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   The black night  
  The thoughts black  
  The ceaseless thoughts  
  The pursuit ceaseless  
  All in a Black Night !  
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 <id>tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2005-06-01:1852</id>
 <title>The cherubic teacher</title> 
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 <updated>2005-06-01T23:44:08+05:30</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> The cherubic Teacher  
 
   A tear drop in those dark eyes was about to drop And if it did, her dampened eyes would make my heart stop  The scarlet lips were in a curve and about to wail  And ...</summary> 
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 <name>Anshie</name> 
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Poetry 
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  The cherubic Teacher  
 
   A tear drop in those dark eyes was about to drop And if it did, her dampened eyes would make my heart stop  The scarlet lips were in a curve and about to wail  And when they would, my entire being would quail   Time came to a standstill. Or I wish it did. A Prayer I sent upwards  For this moment to go back or at least stay  One more moment and I would die For I could never bear to see her cry  The cherubic girl was in deep grief  And I had been the cause of this mischief  Being an adult only in a physical sense I lost touch with innocence and its essence  I prayed yet again for her smile to return And opened my arms to let the anguish burn   The dark eyes now were moist like dew And her scarlet lips with a smile anew   I am      
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 <id>tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2005-06-01:1851</id>
 <title>Resolve</title> 
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 <updated>2005-06-01T22:42:21+05:30</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> 
 Resolve  
 
  My damaged wings I&#039;d heal again and the failed flight I&#039;d re- begin, My silent eyes&#039;d speak like the volcano within and my strength&#039;d flow like a river unhidden  I may fly ...</summary> 
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 <name>Anshie</name> 
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Poetry 
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 Resolve  
 
  My damaged wings I'd heal again and the failed flight I'd re- begin, My silent eyes'd speak like the volcano within and my strength'd flow like a river unhidden  I may fly close to the ground but I will fly again I won't be impeded after my essence I re-gain     
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 <id>tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2005-06-01:1850</id>
 <title>Relationships</title> 
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 <updated>2005-06-01T22:38:38+05:30</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> Relationships  
 
 People are drawn together by a certain feeling of affinity, of agreement or of attraction between some part of one  </summary> 
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 <name>Anshie</name> 
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Philosophy 
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  Relationships  
 
 People are drawn together by a certain feeling of affinity, of agreement or of attraction between some part of one   
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 <id>tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2005-06-01:1849</id>
 <title>Early morning Phone call!</title> 
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 <updated>2005-06-01T22:31:54+05:30</updated> 
 <summary type="text">  http://annshh.blogspot.com  
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 Early morning Phone call!  
 
 the morning comes with a soft glow my heart flutters from the memories aflow  the distance that is physical disappears ...</summary> 
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 <name>Anshie</name> 
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<dc:subject>
Poetry 
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   http://annshh.blogspot.com  
 &nbsp; 
 Early morning Phone call!  
 
 the morning comes with a soft glow my heart flutters from the memories aflow  the distance that is physical disappears by powers mystical  I feel your breath caressing me and your warmth in my entirety  you call up , i pick up the phone entering the powerful zone  of a physical distance and yet a presence of no touch yet a connected sense  your voice soothes me to the core and some times pains me and my eyes get sore  i know I love you but i feel beyond that I know I miss you even though you are my part  How do I tell you that touching you feels like touching a cloud? and feeling you I feel a strength of mountains so proud.   
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 <id>tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2005-05-11:1789</id>
 <title>Love Making</title> 
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 <updated>2005-05-11T07:58:41+05:30</updated> 
 <summary type="text"> 
 
Tender touch of lips after hungry nibble 
Peace after hours of ripple 
 
Finding pleasure in teasing pain 
Doesn</summary> 
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 <name>Anshie</name> 
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Personal 
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Tender touch of lips after hungry nibble 
Peace after hours of ripple 
 
Finding pleasure in teasing pain 
Doesn 
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 <id>tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2005-05-10:1786</id>
 <title>Death Rebirth and a Prayer</title> 
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 <summary type="text">She was in a posture which would melt anyone</summary> 
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 <name>Anshie</name> 
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Writing 
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 She was in a posture which would melt anyone 
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 <id>tag:blogs.fullhyderabad.com,2005-05-07:1782</id>
 <title>Life ..</title> 
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 <updated>2005-05-07T23:59:28+05:30</updated> 
 <summary type="text">The path is tedious. The task is uphill. I have dreams to fulfill. 
The heart is devoted. The mind is focused. I have to fit the bill. 
The rain drenches. The gloom washes away. Go On I will</summary> 
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Personal 
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 The path is tedious. The task is uphill. I have dreams to fulfill. 
The heart is devoted. The mind is focused. I have to fit the bill. 
The rain drenches. The gloom washes away. Go On I will 
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