<?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-8027122</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:10:41.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darkness rules</title><subtitle type='html'>final fantasy is my life....so if npcc</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-114450983972180880</id><published>2006-04-08T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T23:23:59.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha...hmm... seems like a long time since the last post...well i've been busy haha....hmmm many things happen since the last post, I've got a girlfriend, went for competitions, helped her in her CIP project haha....and yea well, going to school.... Trying my best not to sleep, haha but its working, not sleeping much in class these few days.... i've done quite well for the past few test too in chemistry, physics, maths poa haha....improving now...cause o lvl nearby le...haha....hmmm dun think i can write anymore...haha well cya then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-114450983972180880?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/114450983972180880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=114450983972180880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114450983972180880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114450983972180880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2006/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-114310519654999462</id><published>2006-03-23T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:13:16.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>There's always a reason why we have to move on...to say goodbye to the feelings we wanted to stay forever. For love has to set its wings free and find the right place where it should be. I cried for the time you were almost mine, I cried for the memories you've left behind. I cry for the times I thought I had you. Never take for granted the person who truly cares about you. Remember, feelings like people grow tired too, when it's neither appreciated nor returned no matter how great you thought the love is.Love comes without warnings, no flashy signs or wake up calls. It's always present, but once taken for granted, you may wake up one day only to find out, it's gone forever. Say what you want to say when you have the feeling and the chance. Tomorrow may be a day too late. Our deepest regrets may be the things we didn't do, the opportunities missed, and the things left unsaid. I love you but I can't express it because I know deep in my heart that you could never be mine. I tried to love you from afar, but I realized that it's useless, that's why I have to say I love you...Goodbye!If you think you're starting to fall for a person, don't hide your feelings cause you can never tell when true love comes. There's nothing wrong in trying....It will hurt you more knowing it's too late to get back the love you've taken for granted. Heartbreaks could last as long as you let it, would tear as deep as you allow it to...But the test is not how soon you forget, but how you were able to heal and learn. The heart hides what you can't say, but the eyes say what the heart tries to hide. It would hurt less to hear a sounding bye, than bear a stay and see in the eye that it's a lie. Whenever I watch romantic movies, witness couples kiss and make up, listen to love songs, I smile and feel good cause I know that love still works, if not for me, at least for others.Why say you're not good enough for me when what you mean is the opposite? Why say you regret leting me go when all you mean is you can't love me anymore? Why so many excuses when all you mean is goodbye? If you make a move, you risk failure, but if you never make a move, you risk letting the love of your lfe walk right on by and you hurt every single time you delay.There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go. It's hard to say no when we really mean yes. It's hard to close our eyes when we really want to see. It's hard to forget when we really can't, but the hardest is to leave when we really want to stay.Love starts with a smile, develops with a kiss and ends with a tear. There's a difference between letting go and giving up. Letting go is sacrificing what was rightfully yours, giving up is foregoing what was never really yours. Let me be in your dreams every night to meet you there with my lonely nights, false hopes, shattered dreams? How can I let go on? If even in my dreams you're leaving me alone? Don't feel sorry for the right things that you did that didn't turn out right cause you learned from them, be sorry for the things you didn't do when you had a chance.When I love someone, I'll do anything for that love to last forever. When I love someone, I'll sacrifice, I'll give everything he wished for, even if he wishes for freedom. It hurts so much but that's love. Don't be surprised if one day I'll avoid you and be gone, it's not because you've done something wrong and I hate you, but because I'm afraid to love and be hurt again by somebody who can't love me back. When we fall in love, we never hoped to cry, we never wanted to get hurt, we give more than what we need, and we somehow get equal benefit but more of us end up in tears.When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure, but when you find a new love, you view the past as an experience, a teacher, a learned lesson. In the game of love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost, what is important is when you know when to hold on and when to let go. You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you're not a part of it. Everything happens for the best. If the person you love doesn't love you back, don't be afraid to love someone else again. For you'll never know if there is someone better for you out there. Love strives in hurting. If you don't get hurt, you won't learn how to love. Love doesn't hurt all the time. Although the hurting is still there to test you and help you grow.Once you have been hurt, you learn to appreciate love more the second time around. Don't find love, let love find you. That's why it's called "falling in love". Because you don't force yourself to fall, you just fall. You cannot finsh a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages. Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime's adventure in which we are always learning, discovering, and growing. The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only, when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves.On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But don't ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time. To love is to risk rejection, to live is to risk dying, to hope is to risk failure. But another is to risk involvement. To expose your feelings is to expose your true self. To love is to risk not to be loved in return. How to love, fall but do not stumble, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt but never keep the pain. Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength, it should bring out the best in you. But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end.Loving people means giving them the freedom to choose who they want to be with and where they choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears, for gloomy days and fruitless years. You should give thanks, for you know, that those were the things that helped you grow. Loving someone means giving him/her the freedom to find their way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart. Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you're not ready to take the risk, then you're not ready to fall in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-114310519654999462?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/114310519654999462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=114310519654999462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114310519654999462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114310519654999462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2006/03/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-114243629516603092</id><published>2006-03-15T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:24:55.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is love</title><content type='html'>It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is more painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let that person know how you feel. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, and the romance in a relationship and find out you still care for that person. A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go. When the door of happiness closes, another opens but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us. The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had. It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives. Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back. Don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow in their heart, but if doesn't, be content it grew in yours. There are things you'd love to hear that you would never hear from the person whom you would like to hear them from, but don't be so deaf as not to hear it from the one who says it from his/her heart. Never say good-bye if you still want to try, never give up if you still feel you can go on, never say you don't love a person anymore if you can't let go. Love comes to those who still hope although they've' been disappointed, to those who still believe, although they've been betrayed, to those who still need to love, although they've been hurt before, and to those who have the courage and faith to build trust again. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, and an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. Don't go for looks, they can deceive. Don't' go for wealth, even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Hope you find the one that makes you smile. There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real! Hope you dream of that special someone. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do. May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy, and enough money to buy people gifts. Always put yourself in other's shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the person twice as much. A careless word may kindle strife, a cruel word may wreck a life, a timely word may level stress, a loving word may heal and bless. The beginning of love is to let those we love be just themselves and not twist them with our own image, otherwise, we love only the reflection for ourselves we find in them. The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives. Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a heart-broken tear. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life well so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-114243629516603092?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/114243629516603092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=114243629516603092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114243629516603092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114243629516603092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-love.html' title='what is love'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-114189565108970980</id><published>2006-03-09T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T17:14:11.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends should not be forgotton</title><content type='html'>There is a storm in my heart&lt;br /&gt;It tears my inside apart&lt;br /&gt;I am bleeding and I am hurt&lt;br /&gt;Like a wingless little bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it turns dark&lt;br /&gt;And for a moment I see&lt;br /&gt;The pain that was inside of me&lt;br /&gt;And on a journey I embark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In search of answers&lt;br /&gt;In search of truth&lt;br /&gt;In search of understanding&lt;br /&gt;In search of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guiding star in darkness&lt;br /&gt;Like a little stream in the desert&lt;br /&gt;Everything about you seems flawless&lt;br /&gt;But that is what causes the hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect features do not belong to me&lt;br /&gt;You do not deserve my chains&lt;br /&gt;You need to live and see&lt;br /&gt;What it means to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So spread your wings and fly away&lt;br /&gt;For I can not fulfill your dream&lt;br /&gt;But if you should fall one day&lt;br /&gt;I'll guide you and be that little stream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go and discover it all&lt;br /&gt;And know that wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do and might feel&lt;br /&gt;The only thing you need to do is call&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-114189565108970980?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/114189565108970980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=114189565108970980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114189565108970980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114189565108970980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2006/03/friends-should-not-be-forgotton.html' title='friends should not be forgotton'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-114182187995585419</id><published>2006-03-08T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T20:44:39.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more poems</title><content type='html'>TITLE: &lt;strong&gt;DANCE OF TERROR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Window panes come crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the tears and pain&lt;br /&gt;Vanishing hopes are gone and flew away&lt;br /&gt;Up above through twilight&lt;br /&gt;Shadows cast across the floor&lt;br /&gt;Reflections of the past&lt;br /&gt;Trembling thoughts of one&lt;br /&gt;Dwelling deep within the soul&lt;br /&gt;A mystical sense of reality&lt;br /&gt;Captured by the craze&lt;br /&gt;All in bewilderment&lt;br /&gt;Of the shock in the wave&lt;br /&gt;Creatures of the dimness&lt;br /&gt;Chattering amongst the green&lt;br /&gt;Everything slows in stillness&lt;br /&gt;What is this we see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;SEEK NOT MY HEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gentle winds 'neath moonlit skies,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you hear my heartfelt cries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below the branches, here about,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you sense my fear and doubt?&lt;br /&gt;Side glistening rivers, sparkling streams,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you hear my woeful screams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon the meadows, touched with dew,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you see my hearts a'skew?&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the thousand twinkling stars,&lt;br /&gt;Do not you feel my jagged scars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek not my mournful heart kind breeze,&lt;br /&gt;For you'll not find it 'mongst these trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scattered 'cross the moonlit skies,&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied by heartfelt sighs.&lt;br /&gt;It's drifting o're the gentle rain,&lt;br /&gt;A symbol of my silent pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's buried 'neath the meadow fair,&lt;br /&gt;Conjoined with all the sorrow there.&lt;br /&gt;It's lost among the stars this night,&lt;br /&gt;Too far to ease my quiet fright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No gentle winds, seek not my heart,&lt;br /&gt;For simply ... it has torn apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-114182187995585419?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/114182187995585419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=114182187995585419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114182187995585419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114182187995585419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2006/03/more-poems.html' title='more poems'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-114171826547640636</id><published>2006-03-07T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T15:57:45.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revival of this blog</title><content type='html'>TITLE: &lt;strong&gt;Destiny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found what I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;It was always by my side.&lt;br /&gt;I betrayed myself,&lt;br /&gt;Listened to my own self, and just lied.&lt;br /&gt;Denied the greatest pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;Forgot my one dream,&lt;br /&gt;But now I realize what it is&lt;br /&gt;That makes my sun beam.&lt;br /&gt;Shine down upon my life,&lt;br /&gt;Give it warmth of a golden hue,&lt;br /&gt;Make the music of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;That is my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;I've spent hours wondering what I could do&lt;br /&gt;To show you my true love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going to be able to give you all that you deserve,&lt;br /&gt;As one who's beauty cannot compare even to that of a white dove.&lt;br /&gt;Your angelic qualities remain enigmatic,&lt;br /&gt;A mystery to my own eye.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't all the world be like you?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder and I cry.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that doesn't matter now.&lt;br /&gt;Why start questioning fate?&lt;br /&gt;All I need to realize&lt;br /&gt;Is that in you I have found my true soulmate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE:&lt;strong&gt; QUIET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet&lt;br /&gt;is what I yearn for&lt;br /&gt;as the echos of you ring out in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet&lt;br /&gt;for the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;brings beats to my heart&lt;br /&gt;so loud&lt;br /&gt;it deafens my senses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet&lt;br /&gt;is what I yearn for&lt;br /&gt;in the deepest corners of my soul&lt;br /&gt;I cannot hide from the discord you&lt;br /&gt;have brought to me&lt;br /&gt;when you entered the realms of my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIET&lt;br /&gt;is what i yearn for&lt;br /&gt;but what i yearn for most of all&lt;br /&gt;is for you to hear... the noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE: &lt;strong&gt;I KNOW YOU'RE YOUNG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your young, and need to be&lt;br /&gt;With your friends, and away from me&lt;br /&gt;But when you are away&lt;br /&gt;It always ruins my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me and want to stay&lt;br /&gt;But I'm always lost while you are away&lt;br /&gt;Your friends are Important to you&lt;br /&gt;So, we know you need them, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I love you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;But your friends will keep us apart&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean it's bad&lt;br /&gt;It only means I'll be sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when you're with me I'm complete&lt;br /&gt;But, with your friends I can't compete&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get between you and them&lt;br /&gt;But I need you as much if not more than them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you understand how I feel&lt;br /&gt;And I know your friends are for real&lt;br /&gt;All I need is your love and care&lt;br /&gt;All I want is your life to share&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-114171826547640636?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/114171826547640636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=114171826547640636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114171826547640636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/114171826547640636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2006/03/revival-of-this-blog.html' title='revival of this blog'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-112608445492709184</id><published>2005-09-07T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T17:14:14.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the life of my life</title><content type='html'>the day seems slow... time seems to slow down when i'm doing nothing... it feels like over 24 hours... but at least...I have someone keeping me company... time flew by quickly then...that someone has made my day... making it shine brighter than other days...and for that i thank that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand what u mean... I know u do not want to hurt either of us... so i gave both of us more time... for us to understand each other... i'm willing to wait for u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-112608445492709184?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/112608445492709184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=112608445492709184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/112608445492709184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/112608445492709184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-of-my-life.html' title='the life of my life'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-112531544793456939</id><published>2005-08-29T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T19:37:27.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ocean poems</title><content type='html'>ocean of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you a stone from the ocean&lt;br /&gt;a smooth, black pebble&lt;br /&gt;darkness caressed by the seashing&lt;br /&gt;led over and overcool in the palma stone cold&lt;br /&gt;until held closeby your heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;through rise and fall of tides&lt;br /&gt;deep as the depths of forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sea creatures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come along, come with me,&lt;br /&gt;Take a dive in the deep blue sea.&lt;br /&gt;Put on your gear, let's explore&lt;br /&gt;All the way to the ocean floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that snail wrapped in curls?&lt;br /&gt;Look! An oyster wearing pearls!&lt;br /&gt;Watch the octopus oh so dark,&lt;br /&gt;But don't you dare to pet the shark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dive on down, seaward bound,&lt;br /&gt;Motion in the ocean is all around!&lt;br /&gt;Dive on down, seaward bound,&lt;br /&gt;Motion in the ocean is all around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're very far below,&lt;br /&gt;The lantern fish are all aglow.&lt;br /&gt;Is that a tiny shock you feel?&lt;br /&gt;You just met an electric eel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant blue whales start to stir,&lt;br /&gt;Bigger than dinosaurs ever were!&lt;br /&gt;Wave good-bye to the squid and sponge,&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of our deep-sea plunge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dive on down, seaward bound,&lt;br /&gt;Motion in the ocean is all around!&lt;br /&gt;Dive on down, seaward bound,&lt;br /&gt;Motion in the ocean is all around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sea animals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you see in the sea?&lt;br /&gt;Animals moving free!&lt;br /&gt;Snails and whales&lt;br /&gt;Using their tails.&lt;br /&gt;Seals and eels&lt;br /&gt;Searching for meals.&lt;br /&gt;Catfish, flatfish&lt;br /&gt;Chasing fat fish.&lt;br /&gt;Bass and wrasse&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in mass.&lt;br /&gt;Hagfish, hogfish&lt;br /&gt;Trailing dogfish.&lt;br /&gt;What do you see in the sea?&lt;br /&gt;Animals moving free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-112531544793456939?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/112531544793456939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=112531544793456939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/112531544793456939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/112531544793456939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/08/ocean-poems.html' title='ocean poems'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-112307194870425470</id><published>2005-08-03T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:25:48.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg...to prove that my blog is not dead...i shall post alot of poems this time round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;PLACE IN MY HEART&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is now so different&lt;br /&gt;since you are not here&lt;br /&gt;you always made me laugh&lt;br /&gt;after you wiped away our tears&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw you&lt;br /&gt;my life changed so much&lt;br /&gt;i knew you were the one for me&lt;br /&gt;From the first time we touched&lt;br /&gt;At that time you felt the same way, too&lt;br /&gt;But now it's all different&lt;br /&gt;And out of everything in the world&lt;br /&gt;I only wish I had you&lt;br /&gt;You have moved on as I can see&lt;br /&gt;I have tried also but I always remember our tree&lt;br /&gt;The nights we shared together&lt;br /&gt;Could never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;As I close my eyes and think of them&lt;br /&gt;I always seem to remember your precious little face&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to show it&lt;br /&gt;When I try to impress you, like I used to,&lt;br /&gt;I always seem to blow it&lt;br /&gt;You always said I had a place in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Should I believe you or should I not be smart?&lt;br /&gt;I always made mistakes and you made them, too&lt;br /&gt;But now all I have to admit is&lt;br /&gt;I will ALWAYS Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;WHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my heartache?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm away from you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it your touch?&lt;br /&gt;Or something that you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way your eyes light up,&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the way you kiss me,&lt;br /&gt;when i say, "I love you"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you held me close,&lt;br /&gt;those cold nights together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i'll love you&lt;br /&gt;Always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;WOULD YOU JUST PLEASE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning I felt it&lt;br /&gt;And so did you&lt;br /&gt;But neither one of us would admit it&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as time flew away&lt;br /&gt;I started to realize&lt;br /&gt;You were perfect in every way&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing you lacked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started to see what we could find&lt;br /&gt;And saw something&lt;br /&gt;I realized you were one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;And that you meant everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you, just, please&lt;br /&gt;See how good we can be&lt;br /&gt;Don't just stand there&lt;br /&gt;You won't find me everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Would you, just, please&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at you with me&lt;br /&gt;You'll find something more than a friend&lt;br /&gt;I promise that this will never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you needed me to stay with you&lt;br /&gt;I would be there forever&lt;br /&gt;What ever you needed me to do&lt;br /&gt;I would do it... whenever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no question in my heart&lt;br /&gt;How great you really are&lt;br /&gt;And if we remain apar&lt;br /&gt;tNeither one of us will get very far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will it take to open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And see what he is doing&lt;br /&gt;I will never tell you any lies&lt;br /&gt;And you'll always know where we are going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you, just, please&lt;br /&gt;See how wonderful it will be&lt;br /&gt;If it takes a million years,I don't care&lt;br /&gt;Or if you leave, I'll go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you, just, please&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at me&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that I am more than your friend&lt;br /&gt;And I will remain that until the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-112307194870425470?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/112307194870425470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=112307194870425470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/112307194870425470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/112307194870425470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111883402799150700</id><published>2005-06-15T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T19:13:47.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>sorry for the delay and not writing poems for a long time...back in action guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE&lt;strong&gt;:CAN'T DO IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how you do it&lt;br /&gt;but you do&lt;br /&gt;i find myself waiting to be with you&lt;br /&gt;every day&lt;br /&gt;you make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if you really love me&lt;br /&gt;or if you want me to let you be&lt;br /&gt;but i do know you're my one true love&lt;br /&gt;my true love god sent from up above&lt;br /&gt;sometimes all i feel is pain&lt;br /&gt;and i want to end it&lt;br /&gt;with a shot to the brain&lt;br /&gt;there's something i haven't told you yet&lt;br /&gt;but if i did i can almost bet&lt;br /&gt;that you would no longer want to be with me&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tell you&lt;br /&gt;i know i should&lt;br /&gt;but you treat me so good&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to lose you&lt;br /&gt;these feelings i have are so strong&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to do you wrong&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'd do without you&lt;br /&gt;so this is why... i can't do it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111883402799150700?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111883402799150700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111883402799150700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111883402799150700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111883402799150700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111719632250476726</id><published>2005-05-27T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T20:18:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship poems</title><content type='html'>TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;A FRIEND OR TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's all of pleasure and all of peace&lt;br /&gt;In a friend or two;&lt;br /&gt;And all your troubles may find release&lt;br /&gt;Within a friend or two;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the grip of the sleeping hand&lt;br /&gt;On native soil or in alien land,&lt;br /&gt;But the world is made--do you understand--&lt;br /&gt;Of a friend or two.&lt;br /&gt;A song to sing, and a crust to share&lt;br /&gt; With a friend or two;&lt;br /&gt;A smile to give and a grief to bear&lt;br /&gt;With a friend or two;&lt;br /&gt;A road to walk and a goal to win,&lt;br /&gt;An inglenook to find comfort in,&lt;br /&gt;The gladdest hours that we know begin&lt;br /&gt;With a friend or two.&lt;br /&gt;A little laughter, perhaps some tears&lt;br /&gt;With a friend or two;&lt;br /&gt;The days, the weeks, and the months and years&lt;br /&gt; With a friend or two;&lt;br /&gt;A vale to cross and a hill to climb,&lt;br /&gt;A mock at age and a jeer at time--&lt;br /&gt;The prose of life takes the lilt of rhyme&lt;br /&gt;With a friend or two.&lt;br /&gt;The brother-soul and the brother-heart&lt;br /&gt;Of a friend or two&lt;br /&gt;Make us drift on from the crowd apart,&lt;br /&gt;With a friend or two;&lt;br /&gt;For come days happy or come days sad&lt;br /&gt;We count no hours but the ones made glad&lt;br /&gt;By the hale good times we have ever had&lt;br /&gt;With a friend or two.&lt;br /&gt;Then brim the goblet and quaff the toast&lt;br /&gt;To a friend or two,&lt;br /&gt;For glad the man who can always boast&lt;br /&gt;Of a friend or two;&lt;br /&gt;But fairest sight is a friendly face,&lt;br /&gt;The blithest tread is a friendly pace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heaven will be a better place&lt;br /&gt;For a friend or two&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111719632250476726?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111719632250476726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111719632250476726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111719632250476726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111719632250476726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/05/friendship-poems.html' title='friendship poems'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111675309221081258</id><published>2005-05-22T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T17:11:32.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE POEMS :P</title><content type='html'>TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;I DON'T EVER WANT TO LOSE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know at times I have not been the best,&lt;br /&gt;and there were times that I have failed your tests.&lt;br /&gt;There were days when you were oh-so alone,&lt;br /&gt;a couple of sad times with no-one's fault but my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give you anything I can, anything at all,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be there to catch every tear that might fall.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that forever wasn't just a word you say.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby, please don't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be your knight in shinning armor, as you see,&lt;br /&gt;but only for you I am being the best I can be.&lt;br /&gt;I love you even more than you know,&lt;br /&gt;you never leave me, you're in my heart wherever I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please kiss me and hold me so tight,&lt;br /&gt;encourage me that things will be all right,&lt;br /&gt;That I am not wrong for loving a person like you,&lt;br /&gt;a person who makes all of my dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true person I am, as I always will be,&lt;br /&gt;I have been very stupid lately, please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;Give me one more chance, hell, maybe two,&lt;br /&gt;but whatever happens I don't ever want to lose you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111675309221081258?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111675309221081258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111675309221081258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111675309221081258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111675309221081258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/05/more-poems-p.html' title='MORE POEMS :P'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111665681347150282</id><published>2005-05-21T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T14:26:53.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems again</title><content type='html'>TITLE: &lt;strong&gt;IN MEMORY OF YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember all the things you used to say,&lt;br /&gt;the way you could wipe my tears away.&lt;br /&gt;I remember all the times we shared,&lt;br /&gt;and I knew you were the only person who cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember always looking up to you,&lt;br /&gt;when I needed advice, I knew yours was true.&lt;br /&gt;Now, when I need help, I don't know what to do;&lt;br /&gt;as fate would have it, I'm living life without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what would have happened that one night,&lt;br /&gt;if I had gone with you, would I have had to put up a fight?&lt;br /&gt;The selfish thoughts and selfish fears,&lt;br /&gt;every time I think of it, I cry a thousand tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did it happen that late night?&lt;br /&gt;The car wreck, the shattered windows&lt;br /&gt;and lastly that bright light.&lt;br /&gt;When you woke up, you felt ok,&lt;br /&gt;but if they'd only known,&lt;br /&gt;you would still be here today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not just me you left,&lt;br /&gt;and the pain I feel I just can't confess.&lt;br /&gt;Your family, your loved ones, they hurt too;&lt;br /&gt;they know what its like to bury you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one possession that I kept&lt;br /&gt;was the ring you gave me before you left.&lt;br /&gt;So I keep this ring very close to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;because it's the only way I know we'll never be apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111665681347150282?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111665681347150282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111665681347150282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111665681347150282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111665681347150282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/05/poems-again.html' title='poems again'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111650222762356772</id><published>2005-05-19T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T19:30:27.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPO</title><content type='html'>TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;A DARK SECRET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secrets. They break friendships and ruin lives. They make you feel important when kept. Huilt overwhelms you when leaked. Wanted to be known by everyone, but of value only when known by a few. A dark secret led me to losing confidence in myself. And even worst, it earned me the hatred of my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when i was in primary school. I used to have a friend who was kind and understanding. His name was Jake. Jake would always lend a hand to me whenever I need help. He was the type of friend who would go and extra mile to help a friend as long as he can help. I really treasured my friendship with him. When the Primary School Leaving Examinations was drawing closer, I felt as though I will not be able to do well in it. Jake then scolded me for not believing in myself. His scolding really woke me up and I did well in the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to enter the school I wanted but I and Jake were not in the same school. Even though we were not in the same school. I still maintain good friendship with him by calling him everyday and asking questions on topics I do not understand. This went smoothly for a few months until I notice a change in him. When I ask him for help, he shouted at me for being too dependent and should just leave him alone. I cried the whole day, wondering what happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, I received a invitation from my friend to go to a concert with him. I thought that this would take my mind off Jake so I accepted his invitation. I went out still thinking of Jake but I tried my best to forget about him for the time being. When I met my friend outside the stadium, I heard a familar voice. I turned around and saw Jake with a gang. I wondered what was Jake doing with a gang but I could not evesdrop on him as I was already in a state of shock. I told my friend that I wanted to go home. Seeing the look on my face, he walked me home and kept me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Jake was waiting outside my house and told me to follow him. We went to a playground and we chatted there. He told me about him and the gang and begged me to keep it a secret from him parents and everyone else. I felt as though I need to tell someone about this or he would get into more trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a few days later when his parents called me. They ask me if I know what happened to Jake as he had not come back home for a 3 days straight without a call. I felt a tension in my mouth and my tongue slipped. I told them about Jake and his "friends". Jake parents called the police. The policed searched everywhere but could not find him. The police asked for my help and I brought them to the stadium where I saw Jake. And there he was with his "friends". The police made their move and arrested all of them. Jake was shouting at me for betraying him. I never seen Jake ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, a secret was meant to be kept, but was leaked, for the good of someone. Nevertheless a secret is a secret and the guilt still haunts me till today and I know it will never go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done by: /\/igel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a composition I thought off using the theme secret.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. YM... you can put this in ur masterpiece&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111650222762356772?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111650222762356772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111650222762356772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111650222762356772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111650222762356772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/05/compo.html' title='COMPO'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111624765489607888</id><published>2005-05-16T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T20:47:34.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry guys</title><content type='html'>sorry guys...for not posting for a long time...think of poems ah....sry&lt;br /&gt;well this time there is 2...one short and one long...happy? to make up for the past few ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE: &lt;strong&gt;FOREVER I'LL WAIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes feel my heart will burst&lt;br /&gt;from wanting you so much&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain in words of how&lt;br /&gt;I long to feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way I can convey&lt;br /&gt;this emptiness inside&lt;br /&gt;That seems to tear my soul to shreds&lt;br /&gt;as time goes swiftly by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could merely hold you near&lt;br /&gt;for just a little while&lt;br /&gt;If I could simply talk with you&lt;br /&gt;or only see you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have you look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and wait to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;Something that would help me&lt;br /&gt;to take this pain away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have to wait forever&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what I'll do&lt;br /&gt;For me, it will be worth it&lt;br /&gt;to finally be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;SHELTER FROM THE STORM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;or how much I truely care&lt;br /&gt;when I say the words, "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;are you listening- do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love keeps growing stronger&lt;br /&gt;as the years have passed us by;&lt;br /&gt;do you feel what's in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;do you see what's in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;when bitter winds blow my way&lt;br /&gt;and when your arms hold me close&lt;br /&gt;that's where I want to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you wonder why it feels so good,&lt;br /&gt;why it feels so right&lt;br /&gt;don't you know, it's love that heats the fire&lt;br /&gt;that burns between us through the night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and in the words you speak&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in your touch&lt;br /&gt;that love is what you seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it hides beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;just waiting to be found&lt;br /&gt;frightened of the thunder&lt;br /&gt;when the rain comes pouring down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there in your arms&lt;br /&gt;when morning light appears&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there right beside you,&lt;br /&gt;can't you see how much I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and the day that's after that;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be there in twenty years&lt;br /&gt;and ten years after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you still need time&lt;br /&gt;to fight battles you have within&lt;br /&gt;if you could trust in my love&lt;br /&gt;it's a fight you'd surely win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's tear down those walls&lt;br /&gt;let's break those stubborn chains&lt;br /&gt;the chains that keep you locked&lt;br /&gt;within yesterday's fading pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you know&lt;br /&gt;to my heart you hold the key&lt;br /&gt;you've unlocked a kind of love&lt;br /&gt;that sleeps inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think you feel it, too&lt;br /&gt;what I no longer try to hide&lt;br /&gt;it's buried beneath the scars,&lt;br /&gt;truth beneath the lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're almost to the window-&lt;br /&gt;look closely and you'll see&lt;br /&gt;beyond the mirrored glass&lt;br /&gt;there is a future that could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing in the doorway,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting there for you,&lt;br /&gt;reach out and take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;trust that love will pull you through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You asked if I was back&lt;br /&gt;but I've never left your side&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be there waiting&lt;br /&gt;waiting till you arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't leave me in the doorway&lt;br /&gt;when your arms are oh so warm&lt;br /&gt;let me come inside&lt;br /&gt;be my shelter from the storm-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me come inside&lt;br /&gt;be my shelter from the storm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111624765489607888?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111624765489607888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111624765489607888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111624765489607888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111624765489607888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/05/sorry-guys.html' title='sorry guys'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111529949093150125</id><published>2005-05-05T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T21:24:50.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i love you</title><content type='html'>TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;WHY DO I LOVE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you ask me why I love you, I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;I love every part of you in every single way.&lt;br /&gt;But if you want specifics, I'll try to meet your wish&lt;br /&gt;And do my very, very best to make a simple list.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your arms that hold me every night.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your kisses, sometimes strong and sometimes light.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your patience that never seems to end.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for the fact that I can call you friend.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your lips that always seem to smile&lt;br /&gt;When you look upon my face for just a little while.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your eyes that see deep within my soul.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your ability to always make me whole.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your honesty, I know you'll never lie.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your passion, so much it makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your quirkiness and the little jokes you tell.&lt;br /&gt;I love this and a million other things as well.&lt;br /&gt;You see how hard it is to narrow it all down.&lt;br /&gt;There are far too many reasons, but one thing I have found...&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your brains, but I love your body too.&lt;br /&gt;In short, I love every single thing that has to do with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111529949093150125?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111529949093150125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111529949093150125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;Why you did this to me,&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanted to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it hurts like hell,&lt;br /&gt;To think you felt so terrible,&lt;br /&gt;And couldn't even tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't understand,&lt;br /&gt;It was just so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have to leave me,&lt;br /&gt;As though you don't belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel so empty,&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere I turn,&lt;br /&gt;There's always something missing,&lt;br /&gt;For you I always yearn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts me very much&lt;br /&gt;That you didn't say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Just left one day without me,&lt;br /&gt;Left me here to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you felt things were that bad,&lt;br /&gt;That you just gave up everything&lt;br /&gt;You ever knew or had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I wasn't there,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here all alone,&lt;br /&gt;You left, it's just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand,&lt;br /&gt;How could you die&lt;br /&gt;When I need you so much?&lt;br /&gt;In return, you make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you took your life away,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make it without you,&lt;br /&gt;It will never be okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to someone very&lt;br /&gt;special, I miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111503901625456483?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111503901625456483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111503901625456483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111503901625456483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111503901625456483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dun-understand_02.html' title='I dun understand'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111503897070670088</id><published>2005-05-02T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T21:02:50.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dun understand</title><content type='html'>sorry for not posting for u... i start new ones ok...well here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE:&lt;strong&gt; I DUN UNDERSTAND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;Why you did this to me,&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanted to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it hurts like hell,&lt;br /&gt;To think you felt so terrible,&lt;br /&gt;And couldn't even tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't understand,&lt;br /&gt;It was just so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have to leave me,&lt;br /&gt;As though you don't belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel so empty,&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere I turn,&lt;br /&gt;There's always something missing,&lt;br /&gt;For you I always yearn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts me very much&lt;br /&gt;That you didn't say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Just left one day without me,&lt;br /&gt;Left me here to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you felt things were that bad,&lt;br /&gt;That you just gave up everything&lt;br /&gt;You ever knew or had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I wasn't there,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here all alone,&lt;br /&gt;You left, it's just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand,&lt;br /&gt;How could you die&lt;br /&gt;When I need you so much?&lt;br /&gt;In return, you make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't understand&lt;br /&gt;Why you took your life away,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never make it without you,&lt;br /&gt;It will never be okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to someone very&lt;br /&gt;special, I miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111503897070670088?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111503897070670088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111503897070670088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111503897070670088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111503897070670088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dun-understand.html' title='I dun understand'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111400704422898373</id><published>2005-04-20T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T22:24:04.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TITLE:&lt;strong&gt;THE LOVE WE SHARE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie awake and dream of you,&lt;br /&gt;lost and confused,&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;that seems to always brighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;And those gorgeous eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I could never let get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day we first met,&lt;br /&gt;was a beautiful Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;I knew in my head,&lt;br /&gt;it was love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're all the memories,&lt;br /&gt;I can never forget.&lt;br /&gt;With never a thought,&lt;br /&gt;of having any regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here lately, you seem to be,&lt;br /&gt;all the wishes I make.&lt;br /&gt;Loving you, is just a chance,&lt;br /&gt;I will surely have to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last night I cried.&lt;br /&gt;I want nothing but you,&lt;br /&gt;forever by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, you offered me a place,&lt;br /&gt;forever in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;That place, somehow seemed,&lt;br /&gt;to have reached my deepest, inner part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you kiss me,&lt;br /&gt;remember to kiss with lots of care.&lt;br /&gt;Because I also have feelings,&lt;br /&gt;for this perfect love we share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111400704422898373?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111400704422898373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111400704422898373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111400704422898373'/><link rel='self' 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it was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking along the ocean shore,&lt;br /&gt;And the wind blew against my face.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly you put your arms around me,&lt;br /&gt;Next, I was wrapped in your embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and looked at you,&lt;br /&gt;My soul got lost in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;We just stood there by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the velvet sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You led me to a dock&lt;br /&gt;And there we sat.&lt;br /&gt;We talked and talked,&lt;br /&gt;And giggled and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you just stared at me,&lt;br /&gt;And whispered in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;"I love you..." was that it?&lt;br /&gt;It's something I've longed to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world felt like it had stopped moving,&lt;br /&gt;And we were all by ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly I got dizzy all over&lt;br /&gt;Just as the clock struck twelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body shivered,&lt;br /&gt;And I felt nothing but afraid and fright.&lt;br /&gt;Where am I...?&lt;br /&gt; I wondered-All alone in my room at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish those moments would go on,&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe even become a part of reality.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I know that will never happen,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it is all just a fantasy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111390056613337144?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111390056613337144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111390056613337144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111390056613337144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111390056613337144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/04/more-poems_19.html' title='more poems'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111374577647481948</id><published>2005-04-17T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T21:49:36.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TITLE: &lt;strong&gt;MOVING ON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you in class,&lt;br /&gt;I can just sit and stare;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes filled with tears,&lt;br /&gt;and my heart in despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always known this,&lt;br /&gt;right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;I can lie to you,&lt;br /&gt;but not to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have someone else,&lt;br /&gt;and I do too,&lt;br /&gt;but there's no question about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about you,&lt;br /&gt;that drives me out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;For what we had,&lt;br /&gt;was hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all I have left,&lt;br /&gt;are memories of the past.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing for sure,&lt;br /&gt;it would not have lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you love me at all,&lt;br /&gt;or was it a lie?&lt;br /&gt;To make me so happy,&lt;br /&gt;but then to make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all I know now,&lt;br /&gt;is that my heart is gone,&lt;br /&gt;and I pray every night,&lt;br /&gt;that my life will move on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111374577647481948?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111374577647481948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111374577647481948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111374577647481948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111374577647481948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/04/title-moving-on-when-i-see-you-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111364553376819695</id><published>2005-04-16T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T17:58:53.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TITLE&lt;strong&gt;:LONGING FOR U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches for you every second of the day&lt;br /&gt;How I long for your touch to finally make all this emptiness&lt;br /&gt;fade away&lt;br /&gt;counting the days as they slowly pass me by&lt;br /&gt;to finally be free of all these sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;All i can do right now is close my eyes and there you are&lt;br /&gt;In my thoughts and my dreams so your never too far&lt;br /&gt;To be able to reach out to you, to finally pull you near&lt;br /&gt;Feel your kisses on my forhead as you finally wipe away my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE:IF &lt;strong&gt;I....WOULD YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I killed my self, would you still love me?&lt;br /&gt;If i left, would you cry for me?&lt;br /&gt;If I cut myself, would you feel my pain?&lt;br /&gt;If you leave me, would our love remain?&lt;br /&gt;If I cried, would you hold my tears?&lt;br /&gt;if i get scared, would you fight away my fears?&lt;br /&gt;If anything happens to me, would you try to prevent it?&lt;br /&gt;If you really love me, why can’t I see it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111364553376819695?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111364553376819695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111364553376819695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111364553376819695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111364553376819695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/04/titlelonging-for-u-my-heart-aches-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111338791853273926</id><published>2005-04-13T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:25:18.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more poems</title><content type='html'>Title: &lt;strong&gt;ANGEL EYES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They glisten in the light,&lt;br /&gt;They appear to me to be so bright.&lt;br /&gt;Sent with you from heaven above,&lt;br /&gt;Full of happiness, sorrow, and love.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they look shy,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they look ready to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they look deep into mine,&lt;br /&gt;They always seem to look so fine.&lt;br /&gt;When my hopes are down and my life is blue,&lt;br /&gt;To lift my spirits, I know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Just one glance makes my heart stop,&lt;br /&gt;I love to stare, so it happens a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I love how they sometimes appear to be green,&lt;br /&gt;You own the prettiest pair I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;If I can't see them at least one a day,&lt;br /&gt;I start to feel upset in a way.&lt;br /&gt;I feel my day is incomplete,&lt;br /&gt;And slowly into my mind you seep.&lt;br /&gt;I shut my eyes and dream happily,&lt;br /&gt;Of how I have you finally.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly I dream of something I love,&lt;br /&gt;And how they remind me of the stars above.&lt;br /&gt;Twinkling so bright, even when you stare into space,&lt;br /&gt;When I see this, a smile crosses my face.&lt;br /&gt;I know your happy, I feel the same way,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want this feeling to ever go away.&lt;br /&gt;As I see you next to me,&lt;br /&gt;I realize you are my fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;Now we lie, you hold me near,&lt;br /&gt;and whisper the words I love to hear.&lt;br /&gt;You whisper I love you and you don't tell lies,&lt;br /&gt;I see the truth in your angel eyes.&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;A POEM FROM ME TO YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in my bedroom,&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what to do,&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to write down all my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;And make it a poem- from me to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I'm with you,&lt;br /&gt;I never feel any pain,&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is see your smile&lt;br /&gt;,And then I'm happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see you every day,&lt;br /&gt;But that's the way it's gotta be.&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing you are there&lt;br /&gt;Is good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've hugged me when I'm ill,&lt;br /&gt; You've hugged me when I've cried,&lt;br /&gt;You've helped me through the hardest times,&lt;br /&gt; Without even a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I go,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I see...&lt;br /&gt;It always leads back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have enjoyed reading&lt;br /&gt;This poem I wrote for you.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds cheesy,&lt;br /&gt;But I will always and truly love you&lt;br /&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMENTS IN THE TAGBOARD PLEASE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111338791853273926?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111338791853273926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111338791853273926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111338791853273926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111338791853273926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/04/more-poems.html' title='more poems'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111330519804434156</id><published>2005-04-12T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T19:26:38.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Title: &lt;strong&gt;HOW DO I SAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I say what I think about you&lt;br /&gt;Words to describe your beauty are too few&lt;br /&gt;Kisses from your lips I would forever steal&lt;br /&gt;Mere words can not say what I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I say what I feel in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I dream of holding you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I dream of loving you in the day&lt;br /&gt;I search deeply to find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I say what I dream in the night&lt;br /&gt;Dreams so real, I feel you holding me tight&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and drift away in sleep&lt;br /&gt;Your sweet kiss I taste in my dream so deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I say what I want you to hear&lt;br /&gt;My arms would hold you forever near&lt;br /&gt;You are truly beautiful, I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I want to embrace you and never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I say the words I cannot find&lt;br /&gt;How do I say all the things in my mind&lt;br /&gt;How do I say when the words are too few&lt;br /&gt;How do I say how much I truly love you&lt;br /&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;strong&gt;I ONLY HOPE FOR YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hope for a job&lt;br /&gt;And a college degree,&lt;br /&gt;All I hope for&lt;br /&gt;Is just you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hope for money&lt;br /&gt;And "the good things in life,"&lt;br /&gt;All I hope for&lt;br /&gt;Is you to be my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hope for popularity&lt;br /&gt;And many friends,&lt;br /&gt;All I hope for&lt;br /&gt;Is 'us,' until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hope for life&lt;br /&gt;And others for truth,&lt;br /&gt;My only goal in life&lt;br /&gt;...Is to have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I have you,&lt;br /&gt;I shall be completely alive,&lt;br /&gt;And if I have you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll have no more lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I have you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the richest man,&lt;br /&gt;I will be the happiest&lt;br /&gt;That anyone can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I have you,&lt;br /&gt;You will be my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;You will be my wife,&lt;br /&gt;And we'll be happy until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is you,&lt;br /&gt;And that will never change,&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than life,&lt;br /&gt;My life, you've rearranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only hope for you,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing more,&lt;br /&gt;Because what you are&lt;br /&gt;Is everything I hope for.&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;please leave some comments&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111322378765885472</id><published>2005-04-11T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:49:47.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>hey guys....i'll be posting two poems this time.....first is tears of a man and the next is unloving you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;strong&gt; TEARS OF A MAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever sat and wondered why&lt;br /&gt;A boy was taught to never cry&lt;br /&gt;To see a tear fall from his eye&lt;br /&gt;They say is weakness, but I'll deny&lt;br /&gt;The fact of this is so unfair&lt;br /&gt;Because it's right for boys to care&lt;br /&gt;For when he grows to be a man&lt;br /&gt;A woman needs a gentle hand&lt;br /&gt;She'll help him up when he is down&lt;br /&gt;And wipe away the tears and frown&lt;br /&gt;This does not make him less a man&lt;br /&gt;It only means to love, he can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:&lt;strong&gt; UNLOVING YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned so many things&lt;br /&gt;from the experiences we've been through&lt;br /&gt;but the hardest lesson, yet, to learn&lt;br /&gt;is how to "unlove" you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned not to fall so hard-&lt;br /&gt;not to fall in love so fast&lt;br /&gt;because, as quickly as it comes into your life,&lt;br /&gt;it can quickly become your past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned not to trust- so much,&lt;br /&gt;to read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;because, if I had known what I now know&lt;br /&gt;I would have known you were never mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned not to be so open&lt;br /&gt;not to wear my feelings on my face&lt;br /&gt;because, they can be used against you&lt;br /&gt;like they were.. in my case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to be more honest&lt;br /&gt;to express how I feel&lt;br /&gt;because, you never knew how I felt&lt;br /&gt;because, I kept my feelings sealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned not to be so accepting&lt;br /&gt;to put someone else before me&lt;br /&gt;because, when I did this for you&lt;br /&gt;you never fulfilled my needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned it is not always best&lt;br /&gt;to give out a second chance&lt;br /&gt;because when I did this for you&lt;br /&gt;you took me for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned not to be so nice&lt;br /&gt;not to be so believing&lt;br /&gt;because you forsook my love&lt;br /&gt;and mistook my kindness for weakness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned NOT to believe&lt;br /&gt;that absence makes the heart grow fonder&lt;br /&gt;because when I tried to give you your space&lt;br /&gt;it made your heart wander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned NOT to be so forgiving&lt;br /&gt;and to try to make things work&lt;br /&gt;because when I did this for you&lt;br /&gt;I only got myself hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned so many things&lt;br /&gt;from the experiences we've been through&lt;br /&gt;but the hardest lesson, yet, to learn&lt;br /&gt;is how to "unlove" you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111322378765885472?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111322378765885472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111322378765885472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111322378765885472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111322378765885472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/04/poems_11.html' title='Poems'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111311800639351685</id><published>2005-04-10T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T15:26:46.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems</title><content type='html'>Title:&lt;strong&gt; dreamz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done by:&lt;strong&gt;/\/igel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people slp...&lt;br /&gt;they dream...&lt;br /&gt;of things...&lt;br /&gt;they want to dream...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes unknowing of what they dream...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm diffrent...&lt;br /&gt;i only dream of my loved ones...&lt;br /&gt;dreaming they were around me...&lt;br /&gt;surrounded with happiness...&lt;br /&gt;no sadness around...&lt;br /&gt;but once i woke up...&lt;br /&gt;i found out...&lt;br /&gt;that all those were false...&lt;br /&gt;everywhere i turn...&lt;br /&gt;people were sad...&lt;br /&gt;i felt sad too...&lt;br /&gt;but once i saw you...&lt;br /&gt;the world seems to change because of you...&lt;br /&gt;everyone turned happy...&lt;br /&gt;no sadness at all...&lt;br /&gt;exactly like my dream...&lt;br /&gt;too hard to believe...&lt;br /&gt;i'm in my dream...&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you...&lt;br /&gt;wanting to say...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;anywhere except my dream...&lt;br /&gt;but cannot say in the reality...&lt;br /&gt;i waited for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;for a perfect time...&lt;br /&gt;for my dream to come true...&lt;br /&gt;One day...&lt;br /&gt;met you down the road...&lt;br /&gt;plucked up my courage....&lt;br /&gt;and talked to you...&lt;br /&gt;then I said I LOVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;too embarresed...&lt;br /&gt;i looked down...&lt;br /&gt;but you...&lt;br /&gt;put your hands around me...&lt;br /&gt;and hugged me...&lt;br /&gt;so now I know...&lt;br /&gt;you were waiting for me...&lt;br /&gt;to tell you I LOVE YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111311800639351685?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111311800639351685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111311800639351685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111311800639351685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111311800639351685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/04/poems.html' title='poems'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111217486167806279</id><published>2005-03-30T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T17:27:41.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my angel</title><content type='html'>Another piece which i came up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;title: &lt;strong&gt;MY ANGEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a long time....&lt;br /&gt;for my angel to come....&lt;br /&gt;never knowing....&lt;br /&gt;when she will come....&lt;br /&gt;wonder if she thinks of me.....&lt;br /&gt;and wants me to be her angel....&lt;br /&gt;she was the angel i want.....&lt;br /&gt;but i knew i could not have her....&lt;br /&gt;she wanted me....&lt;br /&gt;but she knew she could not have me....&lt;br /&gt;i tried to fight back my tears....&lt;br /&gt;only to cry more....&lt;br /&gt;unable to hold back....&lt;br /&gt;i cried like there was no tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;little did i know....&lt;br /&gt;she was looking at me....&lt;br /&gt;she said she loved me....&lt;br /&gt;but did not know my feelings for her.....&lt;br /&gt;so she waited for the right moment....&lt;br /&gt;to tell me "i love u"....&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked.....&lt;br /&gt;I said "i love u" back to her....&lt;br /&gt;and she was my angel forever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111185341634508767</id><published>2005-03-27T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T00:10:16.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am again</title><content type='html'>Yawn...today i woke up at 8.35 because my alarm....left it on till 9.30 than i woke up...haha...too tired i guess.....well i woke up that early just to go my tuition hahaha...but then the tuition lesson was cancelled and it was a wasted trip.....haha...then played games on my playstation 2 till 6 and went to my friend's house to eat....after that i went for my english and chemistry tuition...omg...from 7 pm to 10 pm....omg 3 hrs of non-stop teaching....at least i'm still awake at this time just to blog....hahaha....well till next time guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111156303334099440</id><published>2005-03-23T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T15:30:33.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts of what i want to say out loud</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fated to be lovers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Done by: /\/igel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you in the day...&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of you at night...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I see you...&lt;br /&gt;My heart pounds faster...&lt;br /&gt;I think it may have skipped a beat...&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what you think of me...&lt;br /&gt;Wheather you know who am I...&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if u know my feelings...&lt;br /&gt;Which are true to you...&lt;br /&gt;Tried to pick up my courage...&lt;br /&gt;To tell you how I feel...&lt;br /&gt;I waited for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;Unable to tell you how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;As I still do not have the courage to tell...&lt;br /&gt;You how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;Yet after a few months...&lt;br /&gt;I did not see you on your usual path...&lt;br /&gt;I began to worry...&lt;br /&gt;I ask people who knew you...&lt;br /&gt;Where you were...&lt;br /&gt;But they said...&lt;br /&gt;They do not know...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling disapointed...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling guilty...&lt;br /&gt;Feel heartbroken...&lt;br /&gt;As i have not told you how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;The next day...&lt;br /&gt;I found you...&lt;br /&gt;Outside my house waiting for me...&lt;br /&gt;You knew that I was watching you...&lt;br /&gt;From your friends which I've asked...&lt;br /&gt;Some say its just coincidence...&lt;br /&gt;But I say its fate...&lt;br /&gt;Fate brought us together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a piece which i have thought off.... hope you can leave some comments in my tagboard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111156303334099440?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111156303334099440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111156303334099440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111156303334099440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111156303334099440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/03/thoughts-of-what-i-want-to-say-out.html' title='thoughts of what i want to say out loud'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111098103098983083</id><published>2005-03-16T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T21:50:30.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life.....</title><content type='html'>today really nothing to do sia....luckly my friend book a badmiton court and i played there.....think today i siao cause i dive to save so many balls.....also got a burn on my knee.....pain....then today chat chat chat until siao until i become someones god brother...omg....weird sia.....dunno what to write already...till next time dudes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bonkified-nutcases-fl.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-111098103098983083?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/111098103098983083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=111098103098983083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111098103098983083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/111098103098983083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/03/life.html' title='life.....'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-111081306766850781</id><published>2005-03-14T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T23:11:07.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the holidays</title><content type='html'>Yo wassup....so long nvr blog into my blog..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was busy trying to study for my common test that i have very little time for blogging, sorry bout that faithful readers.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this march holidays seem to be boring.. haven't done anything interesting yet. so far i'm thinking of going to the movies to watch spongebob square pants the moive on 17 march.&lt;br /&gt;think it's going to be a very funny movie......hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well dunno what to write already..till next time folks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-110891056283396583</id><published>2005-02-20T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:42:42.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/640/9700360415771s.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/320/9700360415771s.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is fun&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-110891056283396583?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-110891053921046256</id><published>2005-02-20T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:42:19.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/640/meee.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/320/meee.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbing high&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-110891053921046256?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-110891052799903877</id><published>2005-02-20T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:42:08.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/640/meeeee.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/320/meeeee.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me on top &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-110891052799903877?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-110891049991193084</id><published>2005-02-20T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:41:39.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a love letter from a boy to a girl....&lt;br /&gt;However, the girl's father does not like himandwanted them stop their&lt;br /&gt;relationship...... and so..&lt;br /&gt;the boy wrote thisletter to&lt;br /&gt;the girl.. he&lt;br /&gt;knows that the girl's father will definitely read&lt;br /&gt;thisletter..1----"The great love that I have for you&lt;br /&gt;2---- is gone, and I find my dislike for you&lt;br /&gt;3---- grows every day. When I see you,&lt;br /&gt;4---- I do not even like your face;&lt;br /&gt;5---- the one thing that I want to do is to&lt;br /&gt;6---- look at other girls. I never wanted to&lt;br /&gt;7---- marry you. Our last conversation&lt;br /&gt;8---- was very boring and has not&lt;br /&gt;9---- made me look forward to seeing youagain.&lt;br /&gt;10--- You think only of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;11--- If we were married, I know that I wouldfind&lt;br /&gt;12--- life very difficult, and I would have no&lt;br /&gt;13--- pleasure in living with you. I have a heart&lt;br /&gt;14--- to give, but it is not something that&lt;br /&gt;15--- I want to give to you. No one is more&lt;br /&gt;16--- foolish and selfish than you, and youarenot&lt;br /&gt;17--- able to care for me and help me.&lt;br /&gt;18--- I sincerely want you to understand that&lt;br /&gt;19--- I speak the truth. You will do me a favor&lt;br /&gt;20---if you think this is the end. Do not try&lt;br /&gt;21--- to answer this. Your letters are full of&lt;br /&gt;22--- things that do not interest me. You haveno&lt;br /&gt;23--- true love for me. Good-bye! Believe me,&lt;br /&gt;24--- I do not care for you. Please do notthinkthat&lt;br /&gt;25--- I am still your boyfriend."&lt;br /&gt;So bad!! However, before handing over theletter tothe girl,&lt;br /&gt; the boy told the girl to "READBETWEEN THELINES", meaning-only to read1.3.5.7.9.11.13.15.17.19.21.23.25. (OddNumbers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-110891049991193084?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/110891049991193084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=110891049991193084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/110891049991193084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/110891049991193084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-love-letter-from-boy-to-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-110891037131615497</id><published>2005-02-20T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T22:39:31.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/640/meeeee.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/320/meeeee.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at me&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-110891037131615497?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/110891037131615497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=110891037131615497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/110891037131615497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/110891037131615497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2005/02/look-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-110483119563901627</id><published>2005-01-04T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:33:15.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind dates...</title><content type='html'>I've never had a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;I am such a nervous wreck.&lt;br /&gt;My sister talked me into it.&lt;br /&gt;So I said what the heck!&lt;br /&gt;Am I ugly,am I handsome?&lt;br /&gt;Will she like the way I look?&lt;br /&gt;Am I something like that other face&lt;br /&gt;That I found inside a book?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm smiling will she notice?&lt;br /&gt;If I'm frowning will she care?&lt;br /&gt;When I left the house this evening,&lt;br /&gt;Did I forget to comb my hair?&lt;br /&gt;I brought a box of candy&lt;br /&gt;And a solitary rose.&lt;br /&gt;Is there something I've forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;Lord,I better check my nose!&lt;br /&gt;I've been practicing all evening,&lt;br /&gt;What I should say to break the ice.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is really pounding now.&lt;br /&gt;I've rang the doorbell twice.&lt;br /&gt;The front door slowly opens.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;My blind date has been worth it.&lt;br /&gt;She could win a beauty prize!&lt;br /&gt;But my heart was quickly broken.&lt;br /&gt;When she screamed and slammed the door.&lt;br /&gt;I guess Im not the shining knight&lt;br /&gt;This girl was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I discovered&lt;br /&gt;Why I never had a chance.&lt;br /&gt;After all my preperations,&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to wear my pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-110483119563901627?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-110378824784221390</id><published>2004-12-23T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T15:50:47.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how ya like this?</title><content type='html'>hey guys, just changed my skin. how do you like it. please leave some comments. thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-110378824784221390?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/110378824784221390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=110378824784221390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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were all raided by the police or had moved to another place.... lucky for me, there was one shop which is still there. it did not open the day the police raided the area...lucky me. so i went to buy 3 new games....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-110225535799066901?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/110225535799066901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=110225535799066901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/110225535799066901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/110225535799066901'/><link rel='alternate' 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south, bedok view, chai chee...what we mostly eat there is mostly noodles.... eat until so sian already, got sardines, pineapples, chicken cubes......beans....... we do alot of physical training in the morning before breakfast....then we went land treking.... we walking around the island and got alot of mosquito bits...lol...after that we did some pioneriorring.....which is using poles and twines to make something...well after that we had lunch......then i forgot....the next day we went to do some fun activities like atf...adventure training facility....which is very fun....than did some kayaking in the sea.....very tiring....well i got nothing more to say... till my next post...wish u  happy years ahead of ur life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-110144588455457454?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/110144588455457454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=110144588455457454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/110144588455457454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/110144588455457454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/11/camping.html' title='camping...'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109922716928216331</id><published>2004-10-31T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T20:52:49.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sad story</title><content type='html'>It all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together. I would tell him all my secrets. He was quite very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him. I was happy and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a friend kinda thing that I was feeling. All through high school and even through graduation we're always together and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt differently. On graduation night even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted to be with him. That night after everybody went home I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him. Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down. He said how he wanted to be rich and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to him. I went home hurting because I didn't tell him how I was feeling.I wanted to tell him so bad that I loved him but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had someone with him. After graduation he got a job in New York, I was happy for him but at the same time I was sad to see him go. I was sad also because I didn't tell him how I felt. But I couldn't let him know now that he was leaving for his big job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him go on the plane. I cried as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I went home that night and cried my eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn't tell him what I had inside my heart. Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to a computer analyst. I was proud of what I had accomplished. One day I got a letter with an invitation to a marriage. It was from him, I was happy and sad at the same time. Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends. I went to the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion. The big church wedding and the reception at the hotel. I met the bride and of course him. I fell in love one more time. But I held back so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his life. I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy and me trying to be happy covering up my sadness tears inside of me. I left New York feeling that I did the right thing. Before I left on the flight , he came running out of nowhere and said his good-byes and how he was very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to forget about what went on in New York. I had to go on with my life. As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what was going on and how he had missed talking to me. On one occasion he never wrote back to me at all. I was getting worried as to why he hadn't written anything for a long time after I had already written 6 letters to him. Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a note that said: "meet me at the fence where we used to talk about things". I went and saw him there. I was happy to see him, but he was broken-hearted and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn't breathe anymore. Then he told me about the divorce and why he hadn't written for a long time. He cried until he couldn't cry anymore. Finally, we went back to the house and talked and laughed about what I had been going and to catch up on old times. But in all of this, I couldn't tell him how I felt about him. In the days that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his problem and his divorce. I fell in love again with him. When it came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to see him off and cried. I hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could get a vacation. I couldn't wait for him to come so I could be with him. We would always have fun when we were together. One day he didn't show up like he said he would. I figured that he might have been busy. The days turned into months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call one day from a lawyer in New York. The lawyer said that he had died in a car accident going to the airport. And that it took this long till everything was settled. It broke my heart. I was shocked about what took place. Now I knew why he didn't come that day. Again, I was broken-hearted. I cried that night, cried tears of sadness and heartache. Asking questions why did this happen to a kind guy like him? I gathered my things and went to New York for the reading of his will.Of course, things were given to his family and his ex-wife. I finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the wedding. She explained to me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always unhappy. She would always try everything but she couldn't get him happy, as he was that night at their wedding. When the will was read, the one thing that was given to me was a diary. It was a dairy that of his life. I cried as it was given to me... As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we had together. I started reading the diary and what was written. The diary was started with the day we first met. I read on till I started to cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in love with me that day I was broken-hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me what he had felt. That is why he was so quiet and liked to listen to me. It told of how he wanted to tell me so many times, but was too afraid to say anything. It told of when he went to New York and fell in love with another. How the happiest time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the wedding. He said he imagined it was our wedding. How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce his wife. How the best time in his life was to read the letters written to him by me. Finally, the diary ended when it said, "today I will tell her I love her". It was the day he was killed. The day I was going to finally find out what was really in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109922716928216331?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109922716928216331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109922716928216331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109922716928216331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109922716928216331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/10/sad-story.html' title='a sad story'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109809057873901451</id><published>2004-10-18T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T17:09:38.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is love</title><content type='html'>It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is more painful is to love someone and never find the courage to let that person know how you feel. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, and the romance in a relationship and find out you still care for that person. A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go. When the door of happiness closes, another opens but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us. The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had. It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives. Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back. Don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow in their heart, but if doesn't, be content it grew in yours. There are things you'd love to hear that you would never hear from the person whom you would like to hear them from, but don't be so deaf as not to hear it from the one who says it from his/her heart. Never say good-bye if you still want to try, never give up if you still feel you can go on, never say you don't love a person anymore if you can't let go. Love comes to those who still hope although they've' been disappointed, to those who still believe, although they've been betrayed, to those who still need to love, although they've been hurt before, and to those who have the courage and faith to build trust again. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, and an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. Don't go for looks, they can deceive. Don't' go for wealth, even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Hope you find the one that makes you smile. There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real! Hope you dream of that special someone. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do. May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy, and enough money to buy people &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Gifts" target="_blank"&gt;gifts&lt;/a&gt;. Always put yourself in other's shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the person twice as much. A careless word may kindle strife, a cruel word may wreck a life, a timely word may level stress, a loving word may heal and bless. The beginning of love is to let those we love be just themselves and not twist them with our own image, otherwise, we love only the reflection for ourselves we find in them. The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives. Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a heart-broken tear. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life well so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109809057873901451?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109809057873901451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109809057873901451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109809057873901451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109809057873901451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-is-love.html' title='what is love'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109713146620559582</id><published>2004-10-07T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T14:44:26.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love....</title><content type='html'>There's always a reason why we have to move on...to say goodbye to the feelings we wanted to stay forever. For love has to set its wings free and find the right place where it should be. I cried for the time you were almost mine, I cried for the memories you've left behind. I cry for the times I thought I had you. Never take for granted the person who truly cares about you. Remember, feelings like people grow tired too, when it's neither appreciated nor returned no matter how great you thought the love is.Love comes without warnings, no flashy signs or wake up calls. It's always present, but once taken for granted, you may wake up one day only to find out, it's gone forever. Say what you want to say when you have the feeling and the chance. Tomorrow may be a day too late. Our deepest regrets may be the things we didn't do, the opportunities missed, and the things left unsaid. I love you but I can't express it because I know deep in my heart that you could never be mine. I tried to love you from afar, but I realized that it's useless, that's why I have to say I love you...Goodbye!If you think you're starting to fall for a person, don't hide your feelings cause you can never tell when true love comes. There's nothing wrong in trying....It will hurt you more knowing it's too late to get back the love you've taken for granted. Heartbreaks could last as long as you let it, would tear as deep as you allow it to...But the test is not how soon you forget, but how you were able to heal and learn. The heart hides what you can't say, but the eyes say what the heart tries to hide. It would hurt less to hear a sounding bye, than bear a stay and see in the eye that it's a lie. Whenever I watch romantic movies, witness couples kiss and make up, listen to love songs, I smile and feel good cause I know that love still works, if not for me, at least for others.Why say you're not good enough for me when what you mean is the opposite? Why say you regret leting me go when all you mean is you can't love me anymore? Why so many excuses when all you mean is goodbye? If you make a move, you risk failure, but if you never make a move, you risk letting the love of your lfe walk right on by and you hurt every single time you delay.There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go. It's hard to say no when we really mean yes. It's hard to close our eyes when we really want to see. It's hard to forget when we really can't, but the hardest is to leave when we really want to stay.Love starts with a smile, develops with a kiss and ends with a tear. There's a difference between letting go and giving up. Letting go is sacrificing what was rightfully yours, giving up is foregoing what was never really yours. Let me be in your dreams every night to meet you there with my lonely nights, false hopes, shattered dreams? How can I let go on? If even in my dreams you're leaving me alone? Don't feel sorry for the right things that you did that didn't turn out right cause you learned from them, be sorry for the things you didn't do when you had a chance.When I love someone, I'll do anything for that love to last forever. When I love someone, I'll sacrifice, I'll give everything he wished for, even if he wishes for freedom. It hurts so much but that's love. Don't be surprised if one day I'll avoid you and be gone, it's not because you've done something wrong and I hate you, but because I'm afraid to love and be hurt again by somebody who can't love me back. When we fall in love, we never hoped to cry, we never wanted to get hurt, we give more than what we need, and we somehow get equal benefit but more of us end up in tears.When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure, but when you find a new love, you view the past as an experience, a teacher, a learned lesson. In the game of love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost, what is important is when you know when to hold on and when to let go. You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you're not a part of it. Everything happens for the best. If the person you love doesn't love you back, don't be afraid to love someone else again. For you'll never know if there is someone better for you out there. Love strives in hurting. If you don't get hurt, you won't learn how to love. Love doesn't hurt all the time. Although the hurting is still there to test you and help you grow.Once you have been hurt, you learn to appreciate love more the second time around. Don't find love, let love find you. That's why it's called "falling in love". Because you don't force yourself to fall, you just fall. You cannot finsh a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages. Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime's adventure in which we are always learning, discovering, and growing. The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only, when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves.On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But don't ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time. To love is to risk rejection, to live is to risk dying, to hope is to risk failure. But another is to risk involvement. To expose your feelings is to expose your true self. To love is to risk not to be loved in return. How to love, fall but do not stumble, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt but never keep the pain. Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength, it should bring out the best in you. But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end.Loving people means giving them the freedom to choose who they want to be with and where they choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears, for gloomy days and fruitless years. You should give thanks, for you know, that those were the things that helped you grow. Loving someone means giving him/her the freedom to find their way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart. Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you're not ready to take the risk, then you're not ready to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109713146620559582?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109713146620559582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109713146620559582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109713146620559582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109713146620559582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/10/love.html' title='love....'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109698226960172421</id><published>2004-10-05T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T21:17:49.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry about not updating my blog for a long time.... have something to do like studying for my exams.....they have started already.....2 exams had passed already and those are the important ones......lucky me...now the remaining subject is easy for me.......i can't seem to find the 1000 words song....if anyone have the link....can anyone tell me... thanks in advance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109698226960172421?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109698226960172421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109698226960172421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109698226960172421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109698226960172421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/10/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109473549368837230</id><published>2004-09-09T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T21:11:33.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music time!!!</title><content type='html'>I know that you're hiding things,&lt;br /&gt;using gentle words to shelter me.&lt;br /&gt;Your words were like a dream,&lt;br /&gt;But dreams could never fool me.&lt;br /&gt;Not that easily.&lt;br /&gt;I acted so distant then.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't say goodbye before you left,&lt;br /&gt;But I was listening.&lt;br /&gt;You'll fight your battles far from me.&lt;br /&gt;Far too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Save your tears, 'cause I'll come back,"&lt;br /&gt;I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door,&lt;br /&gt;But still I swore to hide that pain when I turned back the pages.&lt;br /&gt;Shouting might've been the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart?&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm not afraid to say what's in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause a thousand words called through the ages,&lt;br /&gt;They'll fly to you, even though I can't see.&lt;br /&gt;I know they're reaching you, suspended on silver wings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;One thousand embraces...&lt;br /&gt;Will cradle you, making all of your weary days seem far away.&lt;br /&gt;They'll hold you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a thousand words [A thousand words...]&lt;br /&gt;Have never been spoken, [Oh, yeah.]&lt;br /&gt;They'll fly to you,They'll carry you home and back into my arms, [Carry you home...!]Suspended on silver wings! [On silver wings!]&lt;br /&gt;And a thousand words, [Ooh...]Called out through the ages, [Called through the ages.]&lt;br /&gt;They'll cradle you, turning all of the loving into only days... [Only days.]They'll hold you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a thousand words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109473549368837230?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109473549368837230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109473549368837230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109473549368837230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109473549368837230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/09/music-time.html' title='music time!!!'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109431987391450185</id><published>2004-09-05T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T01:44:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAWN</title><content type='html'>guess its pass my bed time but i dun care....i staying up for the night just for u guys reading my blog.......So be happy than i am staying up to write for u............now i  very tired....spend the night trying to make a good skin like this one now...its nice,ya. Well I stop now...going to sleep.....YAWN......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109431987391450185?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109431987391450185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109431987391450185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109431987391450185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109431987391450185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/09/yawn.html' title='YAWN'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109413276041063362</id><published>2004-09-02T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T21:46:00.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/640/yuna.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/320/yuna.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuna again&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109413276041063362?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109413276041063362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109413276041063362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413276041063362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413276041063362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/09/yuna-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109413272398132145</id><published>2004-09-02T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T21:45:23.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/640/yuna2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/320/yuna2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuna&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109413272398132145?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109413272398132145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109413272398132145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413272398132145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413272398132145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/09/yuna.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109413269454623603</id><published>2004-09-02T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T21:44:54.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/640/yuna%20to%20leene.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/320/yuna%20to%20leene.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 beautiful girls from ffx-2&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109413269454623603?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109413269454623603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109413269454623603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413269454623603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413269454623603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/09/2-beautiful-girls-from-ffx-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109413266579353414</id><published>2004-09-02T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T21:44:25.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/640/yuna%20and%20tidus.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/10/1601/320/yuna%20and%20tidus.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game playing&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109413266579353414?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109413266579353414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109413266579353414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413266579353414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413266579353414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/09/game-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109413160049859971</id><published>2004-09-02T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T21:26:40.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation of heartstring day</title><content type='html'>OMG...so tiring sia....must walk around shing song about 5 rounds than can find what we want!!!! wats worst...my friend went to talk wif his friends for about 45 mins than arrvive ....made us wait for him to see what to buy....dam him....so after buyng the things...we seperate into diffrent quanities so it would be fair to bring it to school tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109413160049859971?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109413160049859971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109413160049859971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413160049859971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109413160049859971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/09/preparation-of-heartstring-day.html' title='Preparation of heartstring day'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109378911950214481</id><published>2004-08-29T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:18:39.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>,,,,,,</title><content type='html'>Today I go burn insence paper....feeling very hot when burning it....want to light the joystick...the wind very strong blow out the fire...hai...why every time the month the wind so great.... thats why cannot light candle or joystick...next time must light it a box...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109378911950214481?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109378911950214481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109378911950214481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109378911950214481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109378911950214481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post_29.html' title=',,,,,,'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109343066673969575</id><published>2004-08-25T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T18:44:26.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hai</title><content type='html'>tuition tuition tuition...how i wish there would not be anymore tuition...where all children are free from studies but i know that is immpossible.....guess that shatters my dreams......well todays tuition sux man...we had to do corrections and i got the lowest and had to copy so many things....but towards the end of the lesson....it seems ok as the teacher was telling ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109343066673969575?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109343066673969575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109343066673969575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109343066673969575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109343066673969575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/08/hai.html' title='hai'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109334056303832308</id><published>2004-08-24T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T17:42:43.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in school</title><content type='html'>oh man this school sux....especially the chinese teacher.... teach until i can sleep in class.....sleep until the end of lesson....maths teachers ok la...cause i know what they teach already.........science yay...too bad the teacher not here...cannot go chem lab.....then geography...the teacher very "cool" one.....very handsome......they out P.E teacher always absent one....purposely dun come on thursday and friday cause its my lesson......Well back to u later on... write more next time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109334056303832308?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109334056303832308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109334056303832308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109334056303832308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109334056303832308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/08/day-in-school.html' title='A day in school'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109318677605180997</id><published>2004-08-22T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:59:36.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Cured</title><content type='html'>Well I have patched up and hope no more problems would occur anymore....Must give your gals freedom and understanding and hope they give u the same thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109318677605180997?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109318677605180997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109318677605180997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109318677605180997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109318677605180997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/08/heart-cured_22.html' title='Heart Cured'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109318654385079659</id><published>2004-08-22T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:55:43.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart cured</title><content type='html'>Well I got some information and now is back with my gal....now I hope more loving and caring....need alot of mutual trust and understanding to make that.......Well guys with relationship problems......try and understand and trust your gal and give them freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109318654385079659?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109318654385079659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109318654385079659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109318654385079659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109318654385079659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/08/heart-cured.html' title='heart cured'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109317891879789432</id><published>2004-08-22T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T20:48:38.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Broken</title><content type='html'>Felt heart broken after breaking up with my girlfriend twice......she said she can't feel much love for me anymore......feeling down and sad....need advice on relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109317891879789432?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109317891879789432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109317891879789432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109317891879789432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109317891879789432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/08/heart-broken.html' title='Heart Broken'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109310755142866887</id><published>2004-08-22T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T00:59:54.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music time</title><content type='html'>By WestLife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's looking for that something&lt;br /&gt;One thing that makes it all complete&lt;br /&gt;You find it in the strangest places&lt;br /&gt;Places you never knew it could be&lt;br /&gt;Some find it in the face of their children&lt;br /&gt;Some find it in their lovers eyes&lt;br /&gt;Who can't deny the joy it brings&lt;br /&gt;When you've found that special thing&lt;br /&gt;You're flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;Some find it sharing every morning&lt;br /&gt;Some in their solitary lives&lt;br /&gt;You find it in the works of others&lt;br /&gt;A simple line can make u laugh or cry&lt;br /&gt;You find it in the deepest friendship&lt;br /&gt;THe kind you cherish all your life&lt;br /&gt;And when you know how much that means&lt;br /&gt;When you've found that special thing&lt;br /&gt;You're flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;So impossible as they may seem&lt;br /&gt;You've got to fight for every dream&lt;br /&gt;'Cos who's to know&lt;br /&gt;Which one you let go&lt;br /&gt;Would make you complete&lt;br /&gt;Well for me, its Waking up beside you&lt;br /&gt;to Watch the sunrise on your face&lt;br /&gt;To know that i can say i love you&lt;br /&gt;At any given time or place&lt;br /&gt;It's the little things that only i know&lt;br /&gt;Those are the things that make you mine&lt;br /&gt;And it's like flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;Cos you're my special thing&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying wihtout wings&lt;br /&gt;And you're the place my life begins&lt;br /&gt;ANd you'll be where it ends&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;And that's the joy you bring&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying without wings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109310755142866887?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109310755142866887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109310755142866887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109310755142866887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109310755142866887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/08/music-time.html' title='music time'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8027122.post-109308145303696986</id><published>2004-08-22T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T22:28:32.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>????</title><content type='html'>Here I am...not knowing what to do......can anyone help me....i want to put music on my blog but i can't can anyone help? Too bad singapore lost in the ping pong or it can get silver for the first time!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8027122-109308145303696986?l=holypower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/feeds/109308145303696986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8027122&amp;postID=109308145303696986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109308145303696986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8027122/posts/default/109308145303696986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holypower.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title='????'/><author><name>Nigel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09917955286938205861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
