<?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-1390400229386231363</id><updated>2012-01-29T20:39:35.503+05:30</updated><category term='dark'/><category term='mind'/><category term='moments'/><category term='screams'/><category term='cry'/><category term='smoke'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='night'/><category term='song'/><category term='blood'/><category term='hell'/><category term='quest'/><category term='shadows'/><category term='corporate'/><category term='fingers'/><category term='room'/><category term='chains'/><category term='blind'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='desire'/><category term='veins'/><category term='soul'/><category term='bird'/><category term='tears'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='computer'/><category term='sun'/><category term='kiss'/><category term='lies'/><category term='nerves'/><category term='image'/><category term='letters'/><category term='cries'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='sin'/><category term='eyes'/><category term='silence'/><category term='reality'/><category term='air'/><category term='God'/><category term='abnormal'/><category term='hopes'/><category term='sweat'/><category term='fade'/><category term='heart'/><category term='despair'/><category term='life'/><category term='time'/><category term='division'/><category term='face'/><category term='cigarrate'/><category term='You'/><category term='rain'/><category term='day'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='awake'/><category term='words'/><category term='clock'/><category term='divine'/><category term='pain'/><category term='remnant'/><category term='voices'/><category term='humanity'/><category term='survivor'/><category term='revolution'/><category term='love'/><category term='gothick'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Words of Silence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3390354385065579911</id><published>2012-01-25T15:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:25:34.922+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An onion for you</title><content type='html'>Not a red rose or a satin heart. I give you an onion -- Carol Ann Duffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a red rose or a satin heart.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I give you an onion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day,&lt;br /&gt;As you peel off a layer&lt;br /&gt;A new story, a new face&lt;br /&gt;A new man you will find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, another layer&lt;br /&gt;another story, another truth,&lt;br /&gt;what lies beneath, to see&lt;br /&gt;fighting the tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never look in isolation,&lt;br /&gt;An onion is nothing alone&lt;br /&gt;put it in a recipe and it finds meaning&lt;br /&gt;see me in context, &lt;br /&gt;with my frailties, with my flaws,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you know me then&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a red rose or a satin heart &lt;br /&gt;But today, I give you an onion.&lt;br /&gt;An onion to make you cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3390354385065579911?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3390354385065579911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3390354385065579911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3390354385065579911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3390354385065579911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2012/01/onion-for-you.html' title='An onion for you'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6668796767906966060</id><published>2012-01-19T19:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-19T19:28:21.820+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will I go on to become a man worthy to go down history pages or I will just stay embraced in dust among the pages of a long lost book in some corner of somebody's heart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6668796767906966060?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-8346122328957687896</id><published>2012-01-16T23:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:16:46.067+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here she lies&lt;br /&gt;silently in the lap of night&lt;br /&gt;she has been too long in the dark&lt;br /&gt;now she can't see the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was lost in the woods,&lt;br /&gt;it took her time to find her way out,&lt;br /&gt;now the road is stretched out in front of her&lt;br /&gt;But she has forgotten how to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she lies&lt;br /&gt;silently in the lap of night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-8346122328957687896?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-8912974454519297601</id><published>2012-01-14T15:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-14T15:29:07.559+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ajnabi</title><content type='html'>Mahek bhi wohi the, rookh bhi wohi the,&lt;br /&gt;yeh hawa bhi janemani the,&lt;br /&gt;din mein jhulasti, raat se lipti,&lt;br /&gt;yeh darodeware bhi pehechani the,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ek se chehere, ek manzile, &lt;br /&gt;ek hi zindagani the,&lt;br /&gt;Ek anjaan shaher mein,&lt;br /&gt;ajnabi hokar bhi,&lt;br /&gt;ekhi meri kahani the.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-8912974454519297601?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-1346014565839234553</id><published>2012-01-08T13:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-08T13:56:43.280+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She too had a life&lt;br /&gt;But she rented it away in her childhood,&lt;br /&gt;with each passing day she lost it a bit, &lt;br /&gt;now she doesn't recognize it anymore,&lt;br /&gt;the tenants never left,&lt;br /&gt;nor she could claim it back&lt;br /&gt;she still tries to pay off the debt,&lt;br /&gt;a debt put on her since her birth,&lt;br /&gt;she often thinks of another birth, &lt;br /&gt;another life, a life of her own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-1346014565839234553?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-1126001464653641778</id><published>2012-01-05T10:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:30:22.932+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The ink of my poems have dried up,&lt;br /&gt;they look up with blank eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nature doesn't smile with my verses,&lt;br /&gt;the sun doesn't shine, &lt;br /&gt;they don't touch the strings of breath anymore,&lt;br /&gt;they don't heal wounded hearts,&lt;br /&gt;like dry, they are crushed,&lt;br /&gt;everyday under a stranger's feat,&lt;br /&gt;they cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poems, O my poems,&lt;br /&gt;how I wish I could fill you with colours,&lt;br /&gt;and see you fly,&lt;br /&gt;see you wipe out tears and like a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;lighten up the grey sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ink of my poems have dried up,&lt;br /&gt;they look up with blank eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-1126001464653641778?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1126001464653641778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=1126001464653641778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/1126001464653641778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/1126001464653641778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2012/01/ink-of-my-poems-have-dried-up-they-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-1911392295431287174</id><published>2012-01-03T20:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:28:10.988+05:30</updated><title type='text'>suicide</title><content type='html'>She lied on the pyre,&lt;br /&gt;resigned to a lifelong slumber,&lt;br /&gt;the flames caress her skin,&lt;br /&gt;take her in their arms.&lt;br /&gt;I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My angel is gone," her father cries&lt;br /&gt;"she was my sweat heart," sister claims&lt;br /&gt;"I've lost my heart," mother lies&lt;br /&gt;silently she goes up in flames.&lt;br /&gt;I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some souls shed crocodile tears,&lt;br /&gt;some wear different masks,&lt;br /&gt;a life slipped out stealthily,&lt;br /&gt;A moment it takes to be dawn to dusk.&lt;br /&gt;I see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her my white dove dies.&lt;br /&gt;I see.&lt;br /&gt;My love a caged bird,&lt;br /&gt;today you have set yourself free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-1911392295431287174?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1911392295431287174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=1911392295431287174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;they lay scattered, strewn across my floor,&lt;br /&gt;A canvaas splashed with colours,&lt;br /&gt;Colours that never bothered to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters changed with time,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, they just hobbled and fell&lt;br /&gt;sometimes they walked into oblivion,&lt;br /&gt;and never returned to the stories &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I ponder alone in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, they became a part of some other story&lt;br /&gt;stories which lie knotted in the dust&lt;br /&gt;away from the naked eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, stories too have a destiny,&lt;br /&gt;some are never meant to be born&lt;br /&gt;while some never see the dawn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3318051079954547220?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-5571601392872894260</id><published>2011-12-26T21:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-27T13:32:05.411+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wait</title><content type='html'>Somewhere, on the other side of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Lying on breasts, you weep,&lt;br /&gt;The naked floor touching your skin,&lt;br /&gt;drowned in the darkness of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rains in the capital,&lt;br /&gt;the rain drops sparkles under the neon light,&lt;br /&gt;I wait in the rain, sitting under the street lights&lt;br /&gt;the breeze caresses my crippled thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither the wailing stops, nor the rain subsides&lt;br /&gt;Tied in an invisible knot,&lt;br /&gt;another day passes&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting a better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='Wait'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4294248022871496637</id><published>2011-12-20T15:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-20T15:22:04.252+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I slack</title><content type='html'>In the misty mornings, I day dream&lt;br /&gt;under the warm of my worn-out quilt&lt;br /&gt;about a book that I wanted to write&lt;br /&gt;or about some half-baked plots or&lt;br /&gt;some half-written poems. I slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a corner of my window, &lt;br /&gt;which remains covered with my bed-sheet&lt;br /&gt;all day and night, a ray of light escapes&lt;br /&gt;and dimly lights up my room,&lt;br /&gt;I dream again about the many things which I wanted to do,&lt;br /&gt;about the many men I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;and the many men which I have become. I slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed remains messed up always, &lt;br /&gt;just like my head. I slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desktop, which stands testimony &lt;br /&gt;to the innumerable days which I wasted, &lt;br /&gt;looks bogged down by the burden of guilt&lt;br /&gt;which otherwise should have been mine. I slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This lines are an extension of the poem written by my friend goirick. Please do &lt;a href="http://goirick.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read his one. Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4294248022871496637?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4294248022871496637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4294248022871496637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4294248022871496637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4294248022871496637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-slack.html' title='I slack'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-2079357441416382227</id><published>2011-11-20T13:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:27:56.196+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I loved You</title><content type='html'>So you rise once again,&lt;br /&gt;and here comes your call.&lt;br /&gt;I'm flattered by your love and cares&lt;br /&gt;But Thanks, I don't need them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a broken heart,&lt;br /&gt;now its mine which lay in tatters,&lt;br /&gt;You said you found shelter in these eyes,&lt;br /&gt;But I isn't sure if it really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't you the strongest one,&lt;br /&gt;eloquent and wisest of all?&lt;br /&gt;one who knows life better,&lt;br /&gt;then why did you fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said I should be strong,&lt;br /&gt;find a guy and settle down.&lt;br /&gt;But still you hang on to the rope,&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I am some sort of clown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life have always been simple,&lt;br /&gt;Now I ain't too sure what simplicity means.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be crazy like you,&lt;br /&gt;how I wish I could see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years and you will settle down,&lt;br /&gt;marrying a stranger, You'll live an estranged life.&lt;br /&gt;I pity the girl but I feel more pity for you,&lt;br /&gt;because you'll never know how much I loved you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-2079357441416382227?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6887265149080230390</id><published>2011-11-08T22:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:39:29.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day, surprise me&lt;br /&gt;coz it's the night I grow old with&lt;br /&gt;the lullabies that puts that sweet child to slumber&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of my endless sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;And the Jagjit Singh songs that float through my ventilators&lt;br /&gt;breaking the silence of the dead night,&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of the whispers that resonated in my corridors since ages&lt;br /&gt;The old owls sits on the perch and peers through the broken window&lt;br /&gt;they have been my only friends, once again a reminder of the cycle of age&lt;br /&gt;They say love is ageless but I have seen her age and die a cold death,&lt;br /&gt;colder than the night that greets me every season,&lt;br /&gt;ya, day surprise me&lt;br /&gt;coz it's the night I grow old with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6887265149080230390?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6887265149080230390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6887265149080230390&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6887265149080230390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6887265149080230390'/><link rel='alternate' 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get you across the door&lt;br /&gt;But now i feel, I ain't know you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night is growing dark,&lt;br /&gt;and you are scared to step out,&lt;br /&gt;i did try to take your hand&lt;br /&gt;But now i feel, I ain't know you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long would you cry on your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;how long would you term them as crime&lt;br /&gt;how long would your days merge into nights&lt;br /&gt;how long would you stay away from the lights&lt;br /&gt;how long, baby, how long&lt;br /&gt;how long will you lie in the floor,&lt;br /&gt;i feel, I ain't know you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will be drowned in your own tears,&lt;br /&gt;strangled by your own breath, threatened by your fears&lt;br /&gt;I wish you understood life doesn't have a back door,&lt;br /&gt;i feel, I ain't know you anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4176817077868039213</id><published>2011-09-15T18:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:29:42.582+05:30</updated><title type='text'>With remorse to my Motherland!</title><content type='html'>No matter how much I love you, O mother,&lt;br /&gt;Today once again I have to abandon you,&lt;br /&gt;I made promises and have to keep them, &lt;br /&gt;I have to find myself some place new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now often I see a traitor in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;every morning, night and day,&lt;br /&gt;one who shrugged responsibilities and fled,&lt;br /&gt;His heart made of clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sons ravaged you for years now,&lt;br /&gt;still you never complain and stay mum,&lt;br /&gt;your strife-torn soul bleeds my heart,&lt;br /&gt;how can you stay so silent and calm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is no better place, I know Mother.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to return to you some day,&lt;br /&gt;bridging the ocean of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I want a place in your heart to stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4176817077868039213?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4176817077868039213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4176817077868039213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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kahaniya aadhuri the,&lt;br /&gt;kisi k kirdar badal gaye toh kahi kahani aagehi nahi bar payi, &lt;br /&gt;kabhi kabhi uhi sochta hun, &lt;br /&gt;in kahaniyo k kirdar jane kaha honge, &lt;br /&gt;kya wohbhi ye sochte honge? &lt;br /&gt;shayad kuch kahaniyoke aagaaz nahi hote,&lt;br /&gt;aur aagaaz ho toh anjaam nahi hote&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-1721271535352364281?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1721271535352364281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=1721271535352364281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;hawai hawai nauko bhashe, kintu aami j eka&lt;br /&gt;sagor aamar kane bolejai, aamar buke aai ebar&lt;br /&gt;nadir saathe onek bheshechis, aamar jhole beshe dekh ebar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sagor je gobhir onek, ek aajob prithivir khacha&lt;br /&gt;ay khachaye pore, dube dube jaye, aar bhabi bhabnar kotha&lt;br /&gt;thik tokhoni Saagor bole:&lt;br /&gt;"bhabnar kono desh nei, bhabner kono sesh nei,&lt;br /&gt;bhabe kichu kokhono hobena, tai aar bhabishna"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-1588286111633025396?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1588286111633025396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3278704966969998144</id><published>2011-09-01T13:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:35:56.366+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tor choker patai, &lt;br /&gt;shei nirobotai, &lt;br /&gt;aami peyechilam sagorer chobi, &lt;br /&gt;Aaj keno tobe ochena hoyechi aamra sobi? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tor gaal bhangkteyi,&lt;br /&gt;aami badh bandhtam, &lt;br /&gt;tobe keno aaj ay chandrakalimae, ghono borshae, &lt;br /&gt;eka dariye tumi aami?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasro baar,&lt;br /&gt; koto nodi par, hoye aamra eschechi,&lt;br /&gt;Sasro baar,&lt;br /&gt; koto chukhat, moner aadat, periye aamra escheci&lt;br /&gt;Tobe keno raasta bhule giye aaj,&lt;br /&gt; aai chowrastae esche themechi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janina ki boli tomai, &lt;br /&gt;aaj tomar kache, ekti sudhu onurodh,&lt;br /&gt;shomporkhor anuprerona, nirobotai bilen kore diyona&lt;br /&gt;onek koste, bohu bochor por, thakur ghorer deep ta jelechi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3278704966969998144?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3278704966969998144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3278704966969998144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3278704966969998144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man is chained in his own greed&lt;br /&gt;killing each other for gold&lt;br /&gt;in such times of lawlessness&lt;br /&gt;what the meaning of freedom hold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom, Oh! Freedom&lt;br /&gt;I seek you in my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;free this world of violence and grief &lt;br /&gt;Let no night of slavery befall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6257035180641548713?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6257035180641548713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6257035180641548713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6257035180641548713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6257035180641548713'/><link rel='alternate' 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then,&lt;br /&gt;our minds will be free,&lt;br /&gt;I know our minds will be free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5140998524490306912?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5140998524490306912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5140998524490306912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5140998524490306912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5140998524490306912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6304037015763649581</id><published>2011-07-08T19:06:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-08T19:06:11.330+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgiveness is a virtue not all men are born with but the worse thing is that the one born with it are often unforgiven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6304037015763649581?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6304037015763649581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6304037015763649581&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6304037015763649581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6304037015763649581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2011/07/forgiveness-is-virtue-not-all-men-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6519449442891743621</id><published>2011-06-19T14:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:06:13.737+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sea breaks into my house,&lt;br /&gt;my castle made of sand&lt;br /&gt;But I am not the one to quit&lt;br /&gt;I will keep building my Sand Castles&lt;br /&gt;till the sea breaks them again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6519449442891743621?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6519449442891743621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6519449442891743621&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6519449442891743621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6519449442891743621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2011/06/sea-breaks-into-my-house-my-castle-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3644248632248936058</id><published>2011-06-05T00:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-05T00:58:52.639+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never asked for the sun&lt;br /&gt;nor did i ask for the sky&lt;br /&gt;why then the night never ends&lt;br /&gt;why my hopes fails to get wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never asked for the breeze&lt;br /&gt;nor did i ask for the rain&lt;br /&gt;why then the wind breaks into my existence&lt;br /&gt;why there is no end to the seething pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I stand alone&lt;br /&gt;a heart full of stone&lt;br /&gt;voices pass me by&lt;br /&gt;my feelings silently lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the volcano is dormant now&lt;br /&gt;there is no traces of its active self&lt;br /&gt;the eyes look vacantly at the sky&lt;br /&gt;You and your words a bunch of lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senses sordid&lt;br /&gt;dreams dry and dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday I bent a bit more&lt;br /&gt;like the weeping willow across your deserted shore&lt;br /&gt;what has happened to the sky&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows, nobody tries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is a lie&lt;br /&gt;everything is a lie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3644248632248936058?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3644248632248936058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3644248632248936058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;unnoticed, unheard and unsung&lt;br /&gt;nondescriptly you grow old&lt;br /&gt;from a sapling to a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your branches move up to the sky &lt;br /&gt;and you dream of touching them one day&lt;br /&gt;roots dug in to the earth,&lt;br /&gt;and you hope to unlock the mystery&lt;br /&gt;that lies beneath at its heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons pass by, years roll by&lt;br /&gt;like a warrior you stand, eyeing the sky&lt;br /&gt;with youthful exuberance you weather them of all&lt;br /&gt;gain in weight and grow tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with time a realization sinks in&lt;br /&gt;what if the sky stays always out of reach&lt;br /&gt;and my roots never touch the bosom&lt;br /&gt;and my branches fail to bind the breeze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as the night descends on you&lt;br /&gt;I see you lost in gibberish thoughts&lt;br /&gt;your whispers and wailing fades in the dark&lt;br /&gt;As you stay awake forever lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With dreams broken and hopes shattered&lt;br /&gt;you lie burdened by your own weight&lt;br /&gt;dozing off under the afternoon sun&lt;br /&gt;only waiting for the end of wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7073169586102154390?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7073169586102154390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=7073169586102154390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7073169586102154390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7073169586102154390'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4211193715137941387?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4211193715137941387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4211193715137941387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4211193715137941387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4211193715137941387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-brother-dont-burn-your-blood-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3275927887352356968</id><published>2011-04-11T18:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:29:06.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If i say the truth would it matter to you. It wouldn't amuse you but will you for once listen to the silence or it would be drowned in the voices of your head like always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your prefer to sit with your knees clutched to their breast amidst the humming of a million cricket, the darkness that surrounds your labyrinth fades in compare to the night that has descended in your heart for ages now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ML_DeBScSuw/TaL64O-Y_RI/AAAAAAAACfk/G1O8fo2cvt4/s1600/depressed-woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ML_DeBScSuw/TaL64O-Y_RI/AAAAAAAACfk/G1O8fo2cvt4/s320/depressed-woman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken window that faces you too have been sealed and you don't mind even the zillions mosquitoes which feed on your blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I try to ignite a candle will you open your eyes, would be see the light shooing away the dark or you would prefer starting at the shadows that litter your walls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I try to wash off your bruised naked skin, would you bare those pent up pains for me, or you would rather shrug away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world outside is growing dark, night darker but you sit their unfazed growing scarier each moment. I can hear voices calling my name, I have promises to keep -- some named, some unnamed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effervescent hopes is escaping my eyes, the eternal sunshine fading in the face of the ubiquitous web darkness which paints your face now. The end is nearing and I know this time two lives would be lost in this eternal tunnel of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3275927887352356968?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3275927887352356968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3275927887352356968&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3275927887352356968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3275927887352356968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-i-say-truth-would-it-matter-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ML_DeBScSuw/TaL64O-Y_RI/AAAAAAAACfk/G1O8fo2cvt4/s72-c/depressed-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6458274581891588342</id><published>2011-04-03T18:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-03T18:25:31.025+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The whole world will die&lt;br /&gt;burn in the red eye&lt;br /&gt;all love will be smoked away&lt;br /&gt;epithets on tombs&lt;br /&gt;would be You and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6458274581891588342?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6458274581891588342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6458274581891588342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6458274581891588342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6458274581891588342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2011/04/whole-world-will-die-burn-in-red-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-188281903361323323</id><published>2011-03-29T20:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T20:17:14.905+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many many years later&lt;br /&gt;I still stay a man of silence&lt;br /&gt;probing the flickering shadows on the wall&lt;br /&gt;and finding reasons in your eternal dance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-188281903361323323?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-341762780394305796</id><published>2011-03-25T14:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-25T14:47:29.322+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mind is a haunted house&lt;br /&gt;where ghosts of my perished hopes scream every night&lt;br /&gt;they mourn the death of a new one&lt;br /&gt;and fade in morning light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-341762780394305796?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/341762780394305796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-957709318927854450</id><published>2011-03-14T15:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-14T15:03:19.519+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not the one to stay in the fray&lt;br /&gt;everything doesn't have to end this way&lt;br /&gt;Leave the shores of ego and walk the line&lt;br /&gt;hear what the waves in the ocean convey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-957709318927854450?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/957709318927854450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-7769339932663774514</id><published>2011-03-07T23:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:10:54.014+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't mourn the demise of hope&lt;br /&gt;It is a mirage that you see&lt;br /&gt;Even in the darkest of tunnels fireflies roam&lt;br /&gt;You haven't seen yet the roots of the tree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7769339932663774514?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7769339932663774514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=7769339932663774514&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7769339932663774514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7769339932663774514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-mourn-demise-of-hope-it-is-mirage.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-412553135361890839</id><published>2011-02-28T15:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-28T15:14:06.391+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Torn pages of my life lie forgotten in some lost corner&lt;br /&gt;And my dead poems weep the death of desire to live&lt;br /&gt;the blunt nib of my long lost pen still gasp for an eternal drop of ink&lt;br /&gt;moonlight still knock on my broken window pane&lt;br /&gt;and I float in nothings, still looking for the broken link&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-412553135361890839?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-9005645293410946750</id><published>2011-02-19T16:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-19T16:02:26.811+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darkness creeps in my heart&lt;br /&gt;As an endless night falls on you&lt;br /&gt;my breath stinks of your love&lt;br /&gt;I feel red, green and blue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-9005645293410946750?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/9005645293410946750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=9005645293410946750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/9005645293410946750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/9005645293410946750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2011/02/darkness-creeps-in-my-heart-as-endless.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-531963772812099078</id><published>2011-01-22T18:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-22T18:10:18.398+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/TTrQKLX6NMI/AAAAAAAACQ8/5QsjyTzAB00/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="307" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/TTrQKLX6NMI/AAAAAAAACQ8/5QsjyTzAB00/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waves spoke into the ocean's ear, &lt;br /&gt;Words which I longed to hear for her,&lt;br /&gt;now when I stand in front of the ocean vast,&lt;br /&gt;all I'm left with is a lonesome tear&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/TTrQKLX6NMI/AAAAAAAACQ8/5QsjyTzAB00/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4717309899494277829</id><published>2011-01-01T13:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-01T13:35:17.427+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A year of nothings</title><content type='html'>Another one flies through the cages,&lt;br /&gt;cages I built over the years&lt;br /&gt;of dreams, of thoughts, of age&lt;br /&gt;yet i stay a man with no qualms&lt;br /&gt;no pain and no tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another mundane sack of moments&lt;br /&gt;lazy, unexciting and unworthy &lt;br /&gt;nothing to be proud of&lt;br /&gt;nothing to feel ashamed&lt;br /&gt;life is in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;and aspirations doze off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm older, elder but empty&lt;br /&gt;neither wiser, nor foolish&lt;br /&gt;sagacious or imbecile either&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, a little careless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a few friends&lt;br /&gt;but they faded into acquaintances&lt;br /&gt;and then to nothings&lt;br /&gt;old friends, static&lt;br /&gt;old foes? &lt;br /&gt;never had, never mattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The growing distance became more distant&lt;br /&gt;Alas, a little slow but on course&lt;br /&gt;tied arms of my wall clock couldn't bind time&lt;br /&gt;nor sleepless eyes halted the days that melt into night&lt;br /&gt;hope walked the edge, living dangerously, but alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience enveloped my world&lt;br /&gt;reining my heart, mind and soul&lt;br /&gt;before transforming into intangibles&lt;br /&gt;as life condenses into a metaphor&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I still stumble on the way&lt;br /&gt;fumble when I speak&lt;br /&gt;and tumble when I seek&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, &lt;br /&gt;Yet I stay a man of no qualms, &lt;br /&gt;no pain, no tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one flies through the cages,&lt;br /&gt;cages I built over the years&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4717309899494277829?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4717309899494277829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4717309899494277829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yet another day bowed out&lt;br /&gt;yet another light faded out&lt;br /&gt;I hanged myself to the clock arms&lt;br /&gt;But still there was tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7782094947972681390?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7782094947972681390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4598171501782104080</id><published>2010-12-21T21:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-15T02:56:02.884+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The growing distance between us is the only thing that binds us together&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4598171501782104080?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4598171501782104080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4598171501782104080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4598171501782104080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4598171501782104080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/12/growing-distance-between-us-is-not-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4593979135920435795</id><published>2010-12-08T21:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-11T16:36:43.180+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mind in two minds&lt;br /&gt;heart down in the dump&lt;br /&gt;hope flicker feebly&lt;br /&gt;As you get ready for the jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slip in stealthily from behind&lt;br /&gt;To catch you before you fall in the sump&lt;br /&gt;but you take the plunge anyway&lt;br /&gt;and I stand there stumped&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4593979135920435795?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4593979135920435795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4593979135920435795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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leaden sky&lt;br /&gt;I crawl in the dust&lt;br /&gt;amidst the fly&lt;br /&gt;your tears wash my sins off&lt;br /&gt;my tears lays inhumed in mud&lt;br /&gt;forever this way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3022323707288649620?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3022323707288649620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3022323707288649620&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3022323707288649620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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find&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;not right, isn't it suffocating inside?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;what is done, cannot be undone&lt;br /&gt;everybody has to go through the grind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Freedom from pain, freedom from life&lt;br /&gt;Salvation is all I want&lt;br /&gt;it is a sacrilage to love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;An eternal voyage is what you seek&lt;br /&gt;to unlearn things you learnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay! Then so be it&lt;br /&gt;where, where is the door&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very near, very close&lt;br /&gt;just delve deep inside the core&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6308607662928736412?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6308607662928736412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6308607662928736412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6308607662928736412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6308607662928736412'/><link 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squabbles&lt;br /&gt;or your voice so strain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-1346012154903735369?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1346012154903735369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=1346012154903735369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/1346012154903735369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/1346012154903735369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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blue'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4430398920422599296</id><published>2010-09-14T02:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-14T02:13:36.934+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only for a smoke&lt;br /&gt;I smoked my life away&lt;br /&gt;now I stare at the clouds&lt;br /&gt;search  for the reasons all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it rains&lt;br /&gt;i search for my lost tears&lt;br /&gt;that we had shed many years ago&lt;br /&gt;and wish, they had stayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realisation sinks in too late&lt;br /&gt;sometimes after it doesn't matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;Still I clung on to my fears&lt;br /&gt;for I am scared to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know someday, I'll&lt;br /&gt;till then all I want is a little patience&lt;br /&gt;let me wander in the empty alleys&lt;br /&gt;let me be in a trance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will be back&lt;br /&gt;back to the past&lt;br /&gt;back to the future&lt;br /&gt;back to where I never belonged&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4430398920422599296?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4430398920422599296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4430398920422599296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;around changed its face so often I had &lt;br /&gt;to keep up somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the morning and nights changed colours&lt;br /&gt;but my tiny room still was the same but then&lt;br /&gt;one can't spend 24 hours in the same room even &lt;br /&gt;if one has a high speed broadband computer and&lt;br /&gt;a geek and so even before i could realise I&lt;br /&gt;was spoilt, if growing up means spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is a struggle in the reverse order i,e&lt;br /&gt;containing myself from the virus, saving the soul&lt;br /&gt;from being maligned. putting restrictions, drawing &lt;br /&gt;boundaries, making promises and then keeping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often I don't make sense to myself and the people&lt;br /&gt;around me. May be with the growing age, the thoughts &lt;br /&gt;are spreading @ 10 to the power infinity and with it &lt;br /&gt;the tentacles of morality and immorality are intertwining&lt;br /&gt;my voices and attimes even the silence, which are incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is growing up so difficult or is it only me who&lt;br /&gt;feels something like that. Is it who is the main apple &lt;br /&gt;of discord, the vortex of all evil, the bed of inappropriate&lt;br /&gt;and inexplicable thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel random these days a lot and also very ambiguous&lt;br /&gt;in my thoughts and deeds, so much so that I blame myself &lt;br /&gt;for growing up. But then it is not something I wanted or&lt;br /&gt;longed for. I told you, I had to just keep up and I am&lt;br /&gt;still striving to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-1218374847139585642?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1218374847139585642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=1218374847139585642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/1218374847139585642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/1218374847139585642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-never-wanted-to-grow-up-but-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-7138039280825635113</id><published>2010-07-30T17:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-01T12:26:54.201+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I gonna see you someday&lt;br /&gt;when I finally go offshore&lt;br /&gt;sit by your side and tell you&lt;br /&gt;how I always loved you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the sea will be silent&lt;br /&gt;and the evening breeze forlorn&lt;br /&gt;but my heart will hum our song&lt;br /&gt;as i ponder on days forgone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would you believe me then?&lt;br /&gt;would you see the struggle I go through?&lt;br /&gt;would you know how i wished to see you,&lt;br /&gt;and cried all night through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be you will&lt;br /&gt;with stripped ego, shreded pride&lt;br /&gt;when you stand naked in the light&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will realise my fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you then&lt;br /&gt;how I wanted to be a better brother&lt;br /&gt;to love you, pacify you, satisfy you, &lt;br /&gt;and how I failed time and time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to wait&lt;br /&gt;and I am waiting&lt;br /&gt;For deep inside my heart, I know&lt;br /&gt;Someday I gonna see you&lt;br /&gt;Finally when I go offshore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;i&gt;Inspired from Mercy me: Finally Home. Of course via &lt;a href="http://goirick.blogspot.com"&gt;Goirick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7138039280825635113?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7138039280825635113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=7138039280825635113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7138039280825635113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7138039280825635113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-gonna-see-you-someday-when-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-5147932105141428986</id><published>2010-07-10T18:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:39:40.379+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She ask me why do I strive?&lt;br /&gt;battered and bruised, everyday&lt;br /&gt;why do i try to keep alive?&lt;br /&gt;I wish she knew why the sun burns&lt;br /&gt;Why he refuses to learn?&lt;br /&gt;...why he illuminates the moon every night?&lt;br /&gt;And still why away he turns?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5147932105141428986?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5147932105141428986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5147932105141428986&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5147932105141428986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5147932105141428986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/07/she-ask-me-why-do-i-strive-battered-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3556159204694588135</id><published>2010-07-05T20:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:48:34.018+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And all my words goes in vain, &lt;br /&gt;and life down the drain, &lt;br /&gt;you still stand on the opposite shore,&lt;br /&gt;unmindful of the brewing storm, &lt;br /&gt;as I hang from the cliff, &lt;br /&gt;Oscillating and strife-torn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3556159204694588135?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3556159204694588135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3556159204694588135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3556159204694588135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3556159204694588135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-all-my-words-goes-in-vain-and-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-536416144053078367</id><published>2010-05-31T18:13:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:14:36.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Without wings I fly&lt;br /&gt;under the carbon sky&lt;br /&gt;the wind tries to catch me&lt;br /&gt;the breeze sings me lullabies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night speaks me of death&lt;br /&gt;I say what's life without a little risk&lt;br /&gt;at the corner, I turn&lt;br /&gt;As life bades me the final kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take the last breath&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice and your cry&lt;br /&gt;tonight ends the 'rational' in me&lt;br /&gt;I smile, 'everything is possible if try'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-536416144053078367?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/536416144053078367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=536416144053078367&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/536416144053078367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/536416144053078367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/without-wings-i-fly-under-carbon-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-8477139938426562215</id><published>2010-05-27T22:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:57:28.502+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He talks to me of death&lt;br /&gt;like a beautiful love song&lt;br /&gt;There is poetry in his words&lt;br /&gt;but there is none for which I long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our last supper&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I feed him the last morsel&lt;br /&gt;He tells me of his life&lt;br /&gt;and that there is time for the final call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponder over the last words&lt;br /&gt;and wait for him to fall&lt;br /&gt;there is freedom in his breath&lt;br /&gt;but it smacks of alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember we had the last drink together&lt;br /&gt;and had blamed the hot weather&lt;br /&gt;His company is a disease, he tells me&lt;br /&gt;His last words: Don't forgive me brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None can save him, he is gone&lt;br /&gt;truth prevails always&lt;br /&gt;even if it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;even if it's wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-8477139938426562215?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8477139938426562215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=8477139938426562215&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8477139938426562215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8477139938426562215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/he-talks-to-me-of-death-like-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6778059846846182761</id><published>2010-05-17T18:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:09:36.167+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to rise above pain&lt;br /&gt;I have to rise above loss and gain&lt;br /&gt;I have to rise above sufferings&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop worrying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no point analysing&lt;br /&gt;or wait for a divine intervene&lt;br /&gt;There is no point fearing the inevitable&lt;br /&gt;or wait for the final call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go through this friction drill&lt;br /&gt;and find a way through this innumerable trials&lt;br /&gt;I have to endure more&lt;br /&gt;and free my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no time to regret&lt;br /&gt;or space to go on a voyage&lt;br /&gt;I have to drench in the light&lt;br /&gt;to free the bird in the cage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6778059846846182761?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6778059846846182761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6778059846846182761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6778059846846182761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6778059846846182761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-to-rise-above-pain-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4540238730278686324</id><published>2010-05-16T14:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-16T14:05:00.757+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you were busy to die&lt;br /&gt;life passed you by&lt;br /&gt;now you want to live&lt;br /&gt;but you don't know how to fly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4540238730278686324?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-2086160689920657314</id><published>2010-05-13T00:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:30:12.055+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I see myself hanging &lt;br /&gt;I see myself crushed &lt;br /&gt;I see myself soaked in blood&lt;br /&gt;in a corner of my cozy bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I can change life &lt;br /&gt;But life changed my thought&lt;br /&gt;In pursuit of a saviour soul,&lt;br /&gt;I failed to save my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now often in a corner of my mind, I ponder&lt;br /&gt;does death pain more or life?&lt;br /&gt;If suicide is a sin, what is love?&lt;br /&gt;and if sin still exist when there is no life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells me there is peace in death&lt;br /&gt;I ponder on it&lt;br /&gt;as I see myself again&lt;br /&gt;in the darkness of my ever-changing labyrinth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-2086160689920657314?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2086160689920657314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=2086160689920657314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/2086160689920657314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/2086160689920657314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-see-myself-hanging-i-see-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3417815661946756739</id><published>2010-05-12T11:31:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-12T11:31:56.523+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Their eyes are of different shades,&lt;br /&gt;some have a tinge of blue, &lt;br /&gt;some are green and red.&lt;br /&gt;their ravaged peace and bruished innocence,&lt;br /&gt;peers out of their soul.&lt;br /&gt;I can almost hear &lt;br /&gt;the silent clash that they randow do&lt;br /&gt;Some day all will fall silent&lt;br /&gt;either with a bullet or a blow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3417815661946756739?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3417815661946756739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3417815661946756739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3417815661946756739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3417815661946756739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/05/their-eyes-are-of-different-shades-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-5236932285665929244</id><published>2010-04-30T15:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-30T15:23:59.248+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Set me on a wet pyre&lt;br /&gt;and kindle a candle below&lt;br /&gt;let it be a scorching sunny day&lt;br /&gt;see how my burnt blood flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not be enough yet&lt;br /&gt;to put off your rage&lt;br /&gt;Try to put some petroleum then&lt;br /&gt;or strike me hard and meet your vengence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you hate&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you love&lt;br /&gt;At night, you mourn the death of the nightangle&lt;br /&gt;and in day, kill the white dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blood may not rinse your pain&lt;br /&gt;but it will set me free&lt;br /&gt;I am pissed off with the riddles&lt;br /&gt;I just need the goddamn key&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5236932285665929244?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5236932285665929244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5236932285665929244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5236932285665929244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5236932285665929244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/04/set-me-on-wet-pyre-and-kindle-candle.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3256769546457076106</id><published>2010-04-29T18:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:01:41.778+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anger plagued my mind&lt;br /&gt;Hatred rusted my soul&lt;br /&gt;I laid my hands on you&lt;br /&gt;and we both corroded&lt;br /&gt;till the end of time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3256769546457076106?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3256769546457076106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3256769546457076106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3256769546457076106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3256769546457076106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/04/anger-plagued-my-mind-hatred-rusted-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-7629442267622751648</id><published>2010-04-23T15:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:11:00.165+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today time takes a step backwards&lt;br /&gt;past emerges once again for thee&lt;br /&gt;last time it was you on the brink&lt;br /&gt;this time it is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent whisper of an antique voice, I hear&lt;br /&gt;old mirage of a haunted october night, I see&lt;br /&gt;the Ganga tells me a tale today&lt;br /&gt;of life that plunged in it to flee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7629442267622751648?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7629442267622751648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=7629442267622751648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7629442267622751648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7629442267622751648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-time-takes-step-backwards-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3538995229577350149</id><published>2010-04-19T00:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:31:00.642+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>I beg for sleep every night&lt;br /&gt;hear zillion voices fight&lt;br /&gt;faces known and unknown&lt;br /&gt;questions that never saw the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reprimand myself&lt;br /&gt;for screams incognizable in my brain&lt;br /&gt;thoughts imperceptible keep barging inside&lt;br /&gt;as night falls in the beaten lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even lick the alligator's boots in heaven&lt;br /&gt;pray for his mercy and grace&lt;br /&gt;HE kicks my fate in his trashbin&lt;br /&gt;and says: U r just another case!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3538995229577350149?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3538995229577350149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3538995229577350149&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3538995229577350149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3538995229577350149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/04/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3119916488711137517</id><published>2010-04-17T15:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-17T15:02:00.397+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have not seen morning&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember when I saw her last&lt;br /&gt;May be, I saw her cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only dream about mornings&lt;br /&gt;For when she comes I am still asleep&lt;br /&gt;clunging on to her in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I take a gaint leap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I get up to see her&lt;br /&gt;she is no where to be found&lt;br /&gt;A raging sun with its insomniac eyes&lt;br /&gt;looks at me with optimism abound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3119916488711137517?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3119916488711137517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3119916488711137517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3119916488711137517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3119916488711137517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-not-seen-morning-i-dont-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3118492189243733187</id><published>2010-04-13T00:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:30:41.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again you tread those beaten lane&lt;br /&gt;wrack your wounds and paint your pain&lt;br /&gt;I can see the pregnant sky and storm within&lt;br /&gt;But still I wait for the acid rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know words bore you now&lt;br /&gt;and tears: a weak link&lt;br /&gt;you scratch your bruises till they bleed&lt;br /&gt;but its funny, your eyes do not blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you've put on weight&lt;br /&gt;weight under which you bury your soul&lt;br /&gt;you cover your light in the darkness of your mind&lt;br /&gt;till time turns the diamond into coal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or coal or a speck of dust&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter, someday everything will rust&lt;br /&gt;so plan your odyssey, I will plan mine&lt;br /&gt;Time will see who first crosses the line&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3118492189243733187?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-1240002123113056872</id><published>2010-04-06T01:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-06T01:32:49.458+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like your smile&lt;br /&gt;for it looks real&lt;br /&gt;you can kill me with it&lt;br /&gt;they are so surreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your words smeared on my dying hope&lt;br /&gt;so soft and perfect&lt;br /&gt;like those white petals over the dead &lt;br /&gt;your eyes so neat and clear&lt;br /&gt;they can devour a million libraries&lt;br /&gt;without a fleet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I don't see truth&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind coz fake looks so believable&lt;br /&gt;still I am tempted to believe today&lt;br /&gt;your nude and bare skin&lt;br /&gt;face you face, eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;with all my seven deadly sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the night still succumb to the day&lt;br /&gt;or they spare the last ray&lt;br /&gt;even the alligator in heaven, can't say&lt;br /&gt;till then, let me wash off my blood stains&lt;br /&gt;at my own sinful bay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-1240002123113056872?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/1240002123113056872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=1240002123113056872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/1240002123113056872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/1240002123113056872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-like-your-smile-for-it-looks-real-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4606888337031982369</id><published>2010-04-01T02:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-01T14:47:48.806+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There lies an ocean&lt;br /&gt;Its pleases all eyes&lt;br /&gt;It welcomes all tributaries&lt;br /&gt;But still at times cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a face enriched by the colour of sun&lt;br /&gt;And smile worth a thousand rainbow&lt;br /&gt;It shines and glitters always&lt;br /&gt;But its eyes are always mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it is deep&lt;br /&gt;But you don't try to find&lt;br /&gt;You wait a while and move on&lt;br /&gt;As once again it stays blind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4606888337031982369?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4606888337031982369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4606888337031982369&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4606888337031982369'/><link 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TRAVERSED A LONG WAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBMERGED IN PAIN HE WAS&lt;br /&gt;NOW BREATHES LIFE&lt;br /&gt;MIRRORS WHAT IT WANTS TO BE&lt;br /&gt;LIKE MIRAGE AS REALITY CAMOUFLAGES&lt;br /&gt;HE REALISES THE DOOMS DAY&lt;br /&gt;ONCE AGAIN, INCHING TO CURSE HIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST IN TIME, LOST IN SPACE&lt;br /&gt;DROWNING IN BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH&lt;br /&gt;HIS SOUL FREEZES TURNING TO SHADOWS&lt;br /&gt;AS NIGHT FALLS ON HIM, BEFORE TIME&lt;br /&gt;HE KEEPS ON STARING INTO THE SUN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5064773956719586151?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5064773956719586151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5064773956719586151&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5064773956719586151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5064773956719586151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/03/miserables.html' title='The Miserables'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-8597412453432079602</id><published>2010-03-25T13:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-25T13:23:00.151+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My eyes pain&lt;br /&gt;can't say why?&lt;br /&gt;sleepless times or incessant rain&lt;br /&gt;that keeps me dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live my mistakes everyday&lt;br /&gt;till they grow into sins&lt;br /&gt;lost in my labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;innocuous and insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday, yet another reason&lt;br /&gt;yet another name&lt;br /&gt;intertwined my life &lt;br /&gt;in the vicious blame-game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea is just a vision now&lt;br /&gt;another name for invasion&lt;br /&gt;what do u call these four letter words?&lt;br /&gt;love?&lt;br /&gt;life?&lt;br /&gt;I call it 'fake', just a 'game'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I play thorough &lt;br /&gt;burnt hay and broken clay&lt;br /&gt;hope keeps knocking in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Says: stay, stay, stay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-8597412453432079602?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8597412453432079602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=8597412453432079602&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8597412453432079602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8597412453432079602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-eyes-pain-cant-say-why-sleepless.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-7231938053273894477</id><published>2010-03-22T13:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:55:28.011+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Green in blue</title><content type='html'>How does it feel:&lt;br /&gt;To live the same life?&lt;br /&gt;To read the same story in the same book?&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the same song?&lt;br /&gt;Watch the same movie ever and ever again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn't matter to you&lt;br /&gt;For I am not the same all the time&lt;br /&gt;I hate you for being so perfect&lt;br /&gt;but I hate myself more&lt;br /&gt;for changing my hues so often&lt;br /&gt;like the sky of a melancholy evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we still be in love?&lt;br /&gt;Do u have a clue?&lt;br /&gt;May be that is what is called&lt;br /&gt;The green in my blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7231938053273894477?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7231938053273894477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=7231938053273894477&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7231938053273894477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7231938053273894477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/03/green-in-blue.html' title='Green in blue'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-7624723052905180265</id><published>2010-02-21T17:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:40:08.538+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No more fight&lt;br /&gt;I'm blinded by the light&lt;br /&gt;my boat is wrecked&lt;br /&gt;bring me my astray flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop!Stop! My blue-eyed friend &lt;br /&gt;Stop selling me candyfloss pleasantries&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with everything&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting to be released&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me ....&lt;br /&gt;silence of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;the smoothness of the flowing river&lt;br /&gt;stillness of the blue sky&lt;br /&gt;the wildness of the free breeze&lt;br /&gt;the endurance of the cold mountain&lt;br /&gt;and the heart of mother earth&lt;br /&gt;give me the nothings that can make life worth living...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7624723052905180265?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7624723052905180265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-7753888486722712381</id><published>2010-02-07T15:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:31:09.089+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So you are a loser&lt;br /&gt;you cry, you die&lt;br /&gt;you rot amidst fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make attempts&lt;br /&gt;of chaining time&lt;br /&gt;and in your breath&lt;br /&gt;melancholy hymn&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But sometimes you smile&lt;br /&gt;counterfeited mirth&lt;br /&gt;inhumed in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;somethings earthed&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And then you roam endlessly&lt;br /&gt;spiralling in the silence&lt;br /&gt;of a cast away heart&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You were never difficult&lt;br /&gt;But now you intertwine words&lt;br /&gt;with riddles and scrabbles&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't enjoy the game&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, neither do you&lt;br /&gt;But why this distance&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a clue?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The record repeats itself&lt;br /&gt;grooving timelessly&lt;br /&gt;you script another odyssey &lt;br /&gt;I only watch listlessly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7753888486722712381?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7753888486722712381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=7753888486722712381&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7753888486722712381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7753888486722712381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-you-are-loser-you-cry-you-die-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-8288119582371543051</id><published>2010-02-05T21:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:08:35.947+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Far from pain&lt;br /&gt;far from the blame-game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far from sin&lt;br /&gt;far from all the meandering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far from the maddening queue&lt;br /&gt;and far far from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will flee&lt;br /&gt;when shadows of heaven&lt;br /&gt;or hell doesn't find me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-8288119582371543051?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8288119582371543051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=8288119582371543051&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8288119582371543051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8288119582371543051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/02/far-from-pain-far-from-blame-game-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-5369745731581325221</id><published>2010-01-24T21:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:56:13.137+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Delineating the trajectory of a fleeting thought&lt;br /&gt;I delved deep, toiled and then fell apart&lt;br /&gt;transiency of it was obvious&lt;br /&gt;but the challenge was too tempting&lt;br /&gt;it proved futile in the end&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless I tried&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5369745731581325221?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5369745731581325221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5369745731581325221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5369745731581325221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5369745731581325221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/01/delineating-trajectory-of-fleeting.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-8733759654435759568</id><published>2010-01-15T10:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:28:00.604+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Separation is what our love is ...</title><content type='html'>The sky tells the earth&lt;br /&gt;I wish to touch your heart for once&lt;br /&gt;but all that I can do is watch you&lt;br /&gt;all day and night&lt;br /&gt;Separation is what our love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun tells the moon&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could float together in the blue sky&lt;br /&gt;but all I can do is burn&lt;br /&gt;all day and night&lt;br /&gt;separation is what our love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun tells the waves &lt;br /&gt;you are so lucky to touch every now and then&lt;br /&gt;Ocean replies: yes, I can&lt;br /&gt;but we can never be together ever&lt;br /&gt;Separation is what our love is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-8733759654435759568?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8733759654435759568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=8733759654435759568&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8733759654435759568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8733759654435759568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/01/separation-is-what-our-love-is.html' title='Separation is what our love is ...'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6036184841894926827</id><published>2010-01-05T02:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:40:00.317+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Swallow</title><content type='html'>A Swallow flew over her head&lt;br /&gt;And sat and gawped at her&lt;br /&gt;Mesmerized by something in her, he thought&lt;br /&gt;Who was she and how she came so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hopped towards her stealthily&lt;br /&gt;Until a gesture changed her hue&lt;br /&gt;For the first time he saw her blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;Her lips were like morning dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wished to care and love her&lt;br /&gt;But night started gulping the day&lt;br /&gt;Fearing the night might trouble her&lt;br /&gt;He flew showing her the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6036184841894926827?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6036184841894926827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6036184841894926827&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6036184841894926827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6036184841894926827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2010/01/swallow.html' title='The Swallow'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6948396784599649426</id><published>2009-12-31T02:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-31T02:30:01.419+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dead man walking</title><content type='html'>Ever saw a dead man walking?&lt;br /&gt;I know you would say 'NO'&lt;br /&gt;But just for a while stop and look around&lt;br /&gt;You can feel them grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbling and struggling for an inch&lt;br /&gt;They try to live although dead&lt;br /&gt;You can see them linger all around&lt;br /&gt;But you just can’t see the invisible thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zipped feelings and ripped emotions&lt;br /&gt;Inhumed in blood for long&lt;br /&gt;Killing the GOD within, they live&lt;br /&gt;Allowing the devil to grow strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If still confusion is raging your mind &lt;br /&gt;And you don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Then place yourself in front of the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And try to know the person you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6948396784599649426?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6948396784599649426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6948396784599649426&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6948396784599649426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6948396784599649426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/12/dead-man-walking.html' title='Dead man walking'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-9121734998188810369</id><published>2009-12-27T23:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:53:00.462+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The war</title><content type='html'>The war is still on&lt;br /&gt;tearing in two parts the soul&lt;br /&gt;battles won and lost&lt;br /&gt;but the war goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It leaves you dead in pain&lt;br /&gt;as you try to fight it alone&lt;br /&gt;your pain gives way to the shrills&lt;br /&gt;as your shrills turn to moan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think you can be free&lt;br /&gt;breaking the shakles you will move on&lt;br /&gt;but you better know you can never win&lt;br /&gt;because it was always invincible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you try whatever you can&lt;br /&gt;but the war will never end&lt;br /&gt;it will kill u but still go on&lt;br /&gt;as life perishes, fading on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-9121734998188810369?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/9121734998188810369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=9121734998188810369&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/9121734998188810369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/9121734998188810369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/12/war.html' title='The war'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6189485535545948741</id><published>2009-12-23T02:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:37:00.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Scribbbles of a lost dairy: Optimism</title><content type='html'>Wings of time is flapping again&lt;br /&gt;Every drop of rain marks a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes of sun no more glares&lt;br /&gt;I feel no more those haunting flares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more does the stars stare at me&lt;br /&gt;I am all above, I am free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days of darkness ends today&lt;br /&gt;New optimism marks a new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel life in every breath I take&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning in every move I make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this sun stay in my sky&lt;br /&gt;Till to this earth I say good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6189485535545948741?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6189485535545948741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6189485535545948741&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6189485535545948741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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a nap&lt;br /&gt;And waiting for the morning rays to crack the dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your sweet cuddles to start&lt;br /&gt;As you take me close to your bossom&lt;br /&gt;I feel my world coming to a standstill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there always&lt;br /&gt;And feeling me so that I don’t need to feel you again&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4737400744350419088?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4737400744350419088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4737400744350419088&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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pessimist&lt;br /&gt;I just tried not to be foolish in optimism&lt;br /&gt;away I stayed from nature&lt;br /&gt;turned my back to the earthly feelings&lt;br /&gt;everything that tied me&lt;br /&gt;chained me to the ground was immaterial&lt;br /&gt;relations had no meaning&lt;br /&gt;love and life just four-letter words&lt;br /&gt;I swam across the ocean&lt;br /&gt;swaying away, &lt;br /&gt;further away&lt;br /&gt;each day&lt;br /&gt;And then when I stood&lt;br /&gt;In front of those swinging and blazing doors&lt;br /&gt;some shiny glittering light splashed on me&lt;br /&gt;and when it was time to go&lt;br /&gt;I realised all these years  &lt;br /&gt;I have been just a fake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-342130448077996753?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-5671690041124171133</id><published>2009-12-10T16:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:15:17.639+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Evening</title><content type='html'>It was dark in the evening&lt;br /&gt;I was just a passerby to the place&lt;br /&gt;had a bizarre feeling and halted a while&lt;br /&gt;as some antique thoughts started to chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was not a stranger&lt;br /&gt;nor I was a stranger to it&lt;br /&gt;still there was an emptiness&lt;br /&gt;as if there was something I wanted to meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I peeped and peered everywhere&lt;br /&gt;searching the place lost and found&lt;br /&gt;Soon my eyes stopped blinking&lt;br /&gt;as shadows from the past lingered around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to take control&lt;br /&gt;but my veins started to frost&lt;br /&gt;shivers ran down my spines&lt;br /&gt;I was no more, I was lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I remember was&lt;br /&gt;something cold touched my hand&lt;br /&gt;As sunlight flashed in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in a differnt land&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5671690041124171133?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5671690041124171133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5671690041124171133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5671690041124171133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5671690041124171133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/12/evening.html' title='The Evening'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4537475835776495206</id><published>2009-12-07T20:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:10:32.311+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The meandering mind</title><content type='html'>I walked this path a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;have seen this place before&lt;br /&gt;I know you since I knew not me&lt;br /&gt;but still feel to know you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are so close still so far&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could be together&lt;br /&gt;But don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;you dont open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;May be we don't trust each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many who want to know&lt;br /&gt;but you are never keen&lt;br /&gt;aloof and alone as ever you stay&lt;br /&gt;as the souls try to close in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be now you don't realise&lt;br /&gt;but i know someday you will&lt;br /&gt;fumbling and stumbling as you walk&lt;br /&gt;you will learn to be still&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4537475835776495206?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4537475835776495206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4537475835776495206&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4537475835776495206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4537475835776495206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/12/meandering-mind.html' title='The meandering mind'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-2712519684044067206</id><published>2009-12-02T23:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-02T23:44:12.773+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ek Poth Cholar Golpo</title><content type='html'>Shey din onno pothe cholchilam&lt;br /&gt;hotacth mone holo jeno&lt;br /&gt;aashe paashe keo nei&lt;br /&gt;poth ta ke dekhe thomke jae&lt;br /&gt;kemon jeno aaka-baaka&lt;br /&gt;pore aache hath paa chere&lt;br /&gt;thik jeno onek din purono laash&lt;br /&gt;nadir dhare pore aache&lt;br /&gt;lokhjon keo sobai aache, kinu khonosthaye&lt;br /&gt;oor bukta k roktakto kore&lt;br /&gt;nirdoyer moto pariye pariye&lt;br /&gt;sobai j lokhe pouche jae&lt;br /&gt;aar por muhurto bhule jai&lt;br /&gt;aamio hoytobah onek korechi emon&lt;br /&gt;kintu aar korte chaina&lt;br /&gt;chai tar pashe boste&lt;br /&gt;tar bethae aaghat pete&lt;br /&gt;kintu she ki chae sheta?&lt;br /&gt;janina, janteo chai na&lt;br /&gt;tai aar na bhebe, royegelam&lt;br /&gt;ek osombhov sopno neye&lt;br /&gt;oke aar khoto hote debona&lt;br /&gt;aami jani tomra aamai pagal bolbe&lt;br /&gt;kintu obastov aar osombhov sopno maneye ki pagoler lokkhon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-2712519684044067206?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/2712519684044067206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=2712519684044067206&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/2712519684044067206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/2712519684044067206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/12/ek-poth-cholar-golpo.html' title='Ek Poth Cholar Golpo'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-5044811471742021151</id><published>2009-12-01T12:17:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:36:59.187+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't look for love&lt;br /&gt;stare at the light above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look for reasons&lt;br /&gt;allow the change of seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look for the end of path&lt;br /&gt;or burn in your own wrath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose faith in God&lt;br /&gt;or blame Him for all odd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your own eyes&lt;br /&gt;see for yourself&lt;br /&gt;where your peace lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are a raging ocean &lt;br /&gt;craving for the shore&lt;br /&gt;meandering aimlessly&lt;br /&gt;each day going offshore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5044811471742021151?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5044811471742021151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5044811471742021151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5044811471742021151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5044811471742021151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-look-for-love-stare-at-light-above.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-7646372948933068572</id><published>2009-11-29T12:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:25:49.090+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bhanga aayina gorte holey&lt;br /&gt;aami aachi tor doley&lt;br /&gt;Ek mutho aalo kere ne tui&lt;br /&gt;ami toke dhorbo tule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ek chutki aalo khoroch korbi&lt;br /&gt;raater ojon beshi holey&lt;br /&gt;tarpor jokhon bhor hobe&lt;br /&gt;debo aami dowar kholey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Guys, if you get too depressed after reading my posts here, then can go and take a walk here, I hope it will atleast bring u back to normalcy.&lt;br /&gt;http://ripplesofwords.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7646372948933068572?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7646372948933068572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=7646372948933068572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7646372948933068572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you burn?&lt;br /&gt;It's you who lit me, pal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do your turn to ash?&lt;br /&gt;It's what I meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you char my soul?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it what you wanted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your importance in my life?&lt;br /&gt;To heal your pain&lt;br /&gt;and take the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you will die then?&lt;br /&gt;put me off if you want&lt;br /&gt;I'm anyways died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you say so?&lt;br /&gt;once lit, without you, I'm just a stub&lt;br /&gt;crushed and trampled till m mingle in dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't love me?&lt;br /&gt;I burn, I die for you&lt;br /&gt;And still you say so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can you love, when you kill me each day?&lt;br /&gt;I can't meet your expectations&lt;br /&gt;Don't lit me if you love me&lt;br /&gt;let me be there and when you need me&lt;br /&gt;just hold me tight, close to ur fingers&lt;br /&gt;but don't let me burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand you&lt;br /&gt;I know you never will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be as we are then&lt;br /&gt;As you wish but don't question me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights are out now&lt;br /&gt;the dead night is dark again&lt;br /&gt;silence still deafens my ears&lt;br /&gt;as I lit my pal again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-8013276453475144264?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8013276453475144264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=8013276453475144264&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8013276453475144264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8013276453475144264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/dead-night-and-pack-of-cigarette.html' title='A dead night and a pack of cigarette'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4940400423993318300</id><published>2009-11-23T23:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:55:42.836+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Die, die&lt;br /&gt;die my baby bro&lt;br /&gt;lie down here&lt;br /&gt;i'll lick clean&lt;br /&gt;the stinking floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't cry, dont cry&lt;br /&gt;don't cry my baby bro&lt;br /&gt;my tears will quench your thirst&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, just hurt me&lt;br /&gt;and see how she flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly, fly&lt;br /&gt;fly my baby bro&lt;br /&gt;I'll cut my wings&lt;br /&gt;and give it to you&lt;br /&gt;sail along as the wind blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't try, dont try&lt;br /&gt;don't try, my baby bro&lt;br /&gt;you are no lesser mortal!&lt;br /&gt;let me do the doings&lt;br /&gt;you rest, take it slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. These are just random words to keep my sanity intact. Its not a poetry. &lt;br /&gt;"I don't mean what I say&lt;br /&gt;I don't say what I mean&lt;br /&gt;lost and lonely&lt;br /&gt;I keep encircling the ring"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4940400423993318300?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4940400423993318300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4940400423993318300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4940400423993318300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4940400423993318300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/die-die-die-my-baby-bro-lie-down-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3957283894361340365</id><published>2009-11-22T23:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:48:08.913+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THERE WILL BE BLOOD</title><content type='html'>Slice your veins&lt;br /&gt;slit that throat&lt;br /&gt;pierce those eyes&lt;br /&gt;cut all that you loath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wriggle your skin on the stones&lt;br /&gt;till they come off your bones&lt;br /&gt;burn till everything chars&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hear the moans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let there be blood&lt;br /&gt;let it drain down my chest&lt;br /&gt;let it be my last supper&lt;br /&gt;till I put everything to rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3957283894361340365?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3957283894361340365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3957283894361340365&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3957283894361340365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;br /&gt;Alas, they meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6730442695549747699?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6730442695549747699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6730442695549747699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6730442695549747699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6730442695549747699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/ocean-was-adrift-of-shore-guilt-ridden.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-737246977467691046</id><published>2009-11-15T22:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:30:02.983+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hurt your heart&lt;br /&gt;murder your mind&lt;br /&gt;but the soulful soul&lt;br /&gt;will never be blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;bows infront of morning light&lt;br /&gt;He is never lost&lt;br /&gt;who never gives up the fight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-737246977467691046?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/737246977467691046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=737246977467691046&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/737246977467691046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/737246977467691046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/hurt-your-heart-murder-your-mind-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-5459787289261805194</id><published>2009-11-12T13:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:34:48.620+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kolongkito rokto bole&lt;br /&gt;aamar prem tor chobole&lt;br /&gt;tobe keno aakash bhange&lt;br /&gt;bristir bikrito probole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shokto mati&lt;br /&gt;aami ningriye hati&lt;br /&gt;roktakto jebon kuriye&lt;br /&gt;tobe keno path haatar vaan kore&lt;br /&gt;jebon jai furiye?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5459787289261805194?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5459787289261805194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5459787289261805194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5459787289261805194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5459787289261805194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/kolongkito-rokto-bole-aamar-prem-tor.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-4926925401722340235</id><published>2009-11-07T22:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:04:49.457+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lost Forever</title><content type='html'>The door was ajar&lt;br /&gt;I saw the light&lt;br /&gt;I wriggled my neck through&lt;br /&gt;then gave up the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a frail shadow&lt;br /&gt;she stood there, unmindful&lt;br /&gt;I soaked in her presence&lt;br /&gt;till the last breath was full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fading light, she was&lt;br /&gt;sneaking through the slit&lt;br /&gt;of my dead longing eyes&lt;br /&gt;only to die before they meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know memories can't run&lt;br /&gt;neither the moon will fade&lt;br /&gt;nor will be lost in the blazing sun&lt;br /&gt;everyday it will cut me like a blade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-4926925401722340235?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/4926925401722340235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=4926925401722340235&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4926925401722340235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/4926925401722340235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/lost-forever.html' title='Lost Forever'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6013583638374547475</id><published>2009-11-05T10:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:30:05.520+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tide is turning&lt;br /&gt;time is rising against me&lt;br /&gt;I can behold the blurring horizon&lt;br /&gt;Lines between fate and karma is fading&lt;br /&gt;Life still trudges on&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the dawn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6013583638374547475?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6013583638374547475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6013583638374547475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6013583638374547475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6013583638374547475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/tide-is-turning-time-is-rising-against.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-7548326870531427618</id><published>2009-11-02T22:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:28:27.314+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Man don't cry</title><content type='html'>Cry baby, cry baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm a cry baby on the run&lt;br /&gt;my shrills struck her hard&lt;br /&gt;but she killed the baby in me with a gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish, rubbish&lt;br /&gt;everything in me is rubbish, she said&lt;br /&gt;my words knocked on her heart&lt;br /&gt;but she cut my heart with a steely blade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead, dead&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dead on the prowl&lt;br /&gt;instead of resurrecting the dead in me&lt;br /&gt;she spite venom on my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror, mirror&lt;br /&gt;you are a mirror, she had told&lt;br /&gt;then accusing me of self pity&lt;br /&gt;she fled, leaving me in the cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7548326870531427618?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7548326870531427618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=7548326870531427618&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7548326870531427618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7548326870531427618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-dont-cry.html' title='Man don&apos;t cry'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6364658628669998337</id><published>2009-10-26T15:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-26T15:33:07.212+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I pulled the kite&lt;br /&gt;with all my might&lt;br /&gt;and wrapped its thread&lt;br /&gt;around my neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kite soar high&lt;br /&gt;breaking the barriers of sky&lt;br /&gt;and opening its arms&lt;br /&gt;it zoomed ringing a silent alarm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held on to the crease&lt;br /&gt;it fluttered violently in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;As in the vacuum of my mind, I heard&lt;br /&gt;"I shall be released"&lt;br /&gt;"I shall be released".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;The mind has a thousand eyes and the heart but one, yet the light of the whole life dies when love is done&lt;blockquote&gt;."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6364658628669998337?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6364658628669998337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6364658628669998337&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6364658628669998337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6364658628669998337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-pulled-kite-with-all-my-might-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3307169329142202520</id><published>2009-10-22T15:31:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-22T15:31:00.253+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Of a lost Leaf and a Spider</title><content type='html'>A dry leaf, lost and forlorn&lt;br /&gt;fell from the high tree&lt;br /&gt;floating blissfully in the air&lt;br /&gt;it gravitates, waiting to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forsaken for forever&lt;br /&gt;it wished to die in earth's lap&lt;br /&gt;but as it tumbles down the way&lt;br /&gt;it finds itself entangled in a cobweb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lonely Spider's web, it was&lt;br /&gt;spun with its shiny spinneret &lt;br /&gt;wrapped in its silk, the leaf lay&lt;br /&gt;waiting for its wishful death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oblivious to the lying leaf&lt;br /&gt;the spider trudges on&lt;br /&gt;its spinning organs spin webs&lt;br /&gt;morning, night and dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday gusts of wind&lt;br /&gt;threaten to tear away its strings&lt;br /&gt;oscilliating between two worlds, &lt;br /&gt;the leaf lay, waiting to break the jinx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3307169329142202520?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3307169329142202520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3307169329142202520&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3307169329142202520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3307169329142202520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/10/of-lost-leaf-and-spider.html' title='Of a lost Leaf and a Spider'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-3750125422082373501</id><published>2009-10-21T14:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:35:00.568+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He sold his heart to the heartless&lt;br /&gt;and bartered death for love&lt;br /&gt;his death prayers ricocheted from the wall&lt;br /&gt;Enraged he killed the dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spilled his blood for the blood thirst&lt;br /&gt;and drained life from his soul&lt;br /&gt;but divine light lighted his way&lt;br /&gt;frustrated he headed for another fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He set alight himself for the dark-eyed&lt;br /&gt;and brought darkness for life&lt;br /&gt;A ray of light still sneaked inside&lt;br /&gt;but doomed, he blinded his eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-3750125422082373501?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/3750125422082373501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=3750125422082373501&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3750125422082373501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/3750125422082373501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-sold-his-heart-to-heartless-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-5412172365725397388</id><published>2009-10-19T14:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:22:00.211+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm no insane&lt;br /&gt;I've just lost my mind&lt;br /&gt;I looked for logic somewhere&lt;br /&gt;elsewhere did I find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked road to a blind man&lt;br /&gt;I wished for a song from a dumb&lt;br /&gt;spoke sense to the deaf&lt;br /&gt;and at last was numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am I to shine the moon&lt;br /&gt;who am I to burn like sun&lt;br /&gt;darkness have swallowed the seven horses&lt;br /&gt;who am I to run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know the key to life&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know its door&lt;br /&gt;potions of hope and life, do you know?&lt;br /&gt;if so, show me atleast the floor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5412172365725397388?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5412172365725397388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5412172365725397388&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5412172365725397388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5412172365725397388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-no-insane-ive-just-lost-my-mind-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-8783468672042400096</id><published>2009-10-18T14:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:22:15.577+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am crumbling</title><content type='html'>I am crumbling&lt;br /&gt;sanity will have a new meaning&lt;br /&gt;line at the horizon is blurring&lt;br /&gt;And death has changed its meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death -- just another word for ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;choose splitting blood on my pyre&lt;br /&gt;wriggle your skin on my burning grave&lt;br /&gt;You still will be a loser, a liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flee, flee time cries now&lt;br /&gt;no barriers, no chains in sight&lt;br /&gt;I can't even see the light&lt;br /&gt;But i won't give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peel, chop, or cut me &lt;br /&gt;burn me alive in the cemetery&lt;br /&gt;I'm crushed, bruished anyway&lt;br /&gt;do it, if death means victory&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-8783468672042400096?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/8783468672042400096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=8783468672042400096&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8783468672042400096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/8783468672042400096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-crumbling.html' title='I am crumbling'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6883215402161178712</id><published>2009-10-05T18:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:20:12.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A mystery surrounds the night&lt;br /&gt;like the frail darkness in light&lt;br /&gt;a face emerges and fades at the corridor,&lt;br /&gt;Huh! just another urban blight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6883215402161178712?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6883215402161178712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6883215402161178712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6883215402161178712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6883215402161178712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/10/mystery-surrounds-night-like-frail.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-7215867404562959257</id><published>2009-09-28T01:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:31:09.144+05:30</updated><title type='text'>And then I...</title><content type='html'>And then I ran&lt;br /&gt;like a roaring river&lt;br /&gt;cruising my way&lt;br /&gt;stumbling through the stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I float&lt;br /&gt;like my flimsy paperboats&lt;br /&gt;across the rain waters&lt;br /&gt;riding the ripples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I scream&lt;br /&gt;like the divison bells&lt;br /&gt;spreading far and wide&lt;br /&gt;within a split second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I dive&lt;br /&gt;deep into the silence&lt;br /&gt;spiralling in the loops&lt;br /&gt;of my wondering mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-7215867404562959257?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/7215867404562959257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=7215867404562959257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7215867404562959257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/7215867404562959257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-then-i.html' title='And then I...'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-9190911790382747431</id><published>2009-09-25T17:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:36:19.747+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Mystery called 'Life'</title><content type='html'>Life's mysteries are umteen. Even before we could understand the  &lt;br /&gt;essence of life and its values, we are already on the track,  &lt;br /&gt;living each moment, experiencing its ups and downs, often  &lt;br /&gt;complaining and questioning ourselves the reason we are alive  &lt;br /&gt;and each moments adds to the already passed times and in the  &lt;br /&gt;process, without even our knowledge it keeps us alive, awake and  &lt;br /&gt;in for a mysteries journey we call life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call life 'mysterious', one might differ but surely for me it  &lt;br /&gt;the greatest mysetry of the universe or I should say even if the  &lt;br /&gt;mysteries of the whole universe is clubbed into one, it can't  &lt;br /&gt;challenge the can of mysteries that life unfolds in its sojourn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a book of possibilities, an ocean of unforseen happenings,  &lt;br /&gt;a  chronology of events, which unlike a film cannot be fast  &lt;br /&gt;forwarded and watched, rather it is like making a pearl  &lt;br /&gt;necklace--u can only do it one at a time or the necklace will  &lt;br /&gt;never be made.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember my school days, when everyday maa would make a  &lt;br /&gt;tiffin, We didn't know what was in store and everyday we used to  &lt;br /&gt;wait for the recession period, the moment the bell rang we  &lt;br /&gt;should to rush to open the tiffin box and everyday there was a  &lt;br /&gt;surprise, sometimes exciting while some times disappointing, but  &lt;br /&gt;whatever it was she never ceased to amaze us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes ponder with amazement as what a great scriptwriter  &lt;br /&gt;GOD must be as everyday he is writting such thrilling plots for  &lt;br /&gt;more then 6,706,993,152 lives on this earth, each one somehow  &lt;br /&gt;different from one another. Doesn't it give u goose bumps? Well,  &lt;br /&gt;it surely gives me quite often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-9190911790382747431?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/9190911790382747431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=9190911790382747431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/9190911790382747431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/9190911790382747431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/09/lifes-mysteries-are-umteen.html' title='A Mystery called &apos;Life&apos;'/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-6024451491664632822</id><published>2009-09-22T14:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:00:59.055+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crib, crib, crib Man&lt;br /&gt;Crib your way to death&lt;br /&gt;cling on to your past&lt;br /&gt;And burn all night in own wrath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag, Nag, Nag Man&lt;br /&gt;nag till you bleed&lt;br /&gt;spit venom on their souls&lt;br /&gt;and curse them till u breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry, cry, cry Man&lt;br /&gt;cry till your eyes go dry&lt;br /&gt;never forgive, never forget&lt;br /&gt;shoot the dove in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn, burn, burn Man&lt;br /&gt;Burn down your whole creation&lt;br /&gt;You never loved this life&lt;br /&gt;Go script your own extinction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6024451491664632822?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6024451491664632822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6024451491664632822&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6024451491664632822'/><link 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hear your's call&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-6709807945095635518?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/6709807945095635518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=6709807945095635518&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6709807945095635518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/6709807945095635518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-lies-and-betrayal-i-wish-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Anorak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06507958743875516328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kv0JfvhsdlQ/SrNEOktj-gI/AAAAAAAABeE/PvJ5TfvYhSQ/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1390400229386231363.post-5313344045405067101</id><published>2009-09-16T14:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:39:03.944+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Always the same straw &lt;br /&gt;just a broom&lt;br /&gt;mopping the strewn floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my identity is in my collars&lt;br /&gt;numbers and papers&lt;br /&gt;and deep pocket dollars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ostentatious lip-gloss&lt;br /&gt;wet paints and toiletries &lt;br /&gt;to gloss over their flaws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a canvass&lt;br /&gt;painted with banality&lt;br /&gt;same colour, same brush and the same hand&lt;br /&gt;giving my nationality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1390400229386231363-5313344045405067101?l=ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ridethroughsilence.blogspot.com/feeds/5313344045405067101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1390400229386231363&amp;postID=5313344045405067101&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5313344045405067101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1390400229386231363/posts/default/5313344045405067101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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