<?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-86380005872258501</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:48:04.453-07:00</updated><category term='poem'/><title type='text'>A Whore's Trophy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>H.</name><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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-8711668006001928926</id><published>2010-02-15T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T06:15:59.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everything" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/S3lVeyBhncI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nQdWHXdkmMI/s1600-h/gr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/S3lVeyBhncI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nQdWHXdkmMI/s200/gr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438472012339191234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd it came to pass when I had made an end to hope for they said the sky was falling, the moon was dark and the light exiled. ... And my heart has been secretly triggered, for it feels like your mouth kissed my hand ... And I hope for the mountains to bring you peace without iniquities. Whom have I in home but you, whom have I in Earth but you. Would you keep this silence before me, before it dies touch my hand, before it dies, breathe my breath. I am all vanity. My works are nothing, my images are of infidelity. Yet you seek me daily, and delight to know my ways that would prophecy lies unto you. ... And as time went near, you were their faces, and your wings stretched upward like burning coals of fire lighted by stars carried by the clouds. Whom have I in heart but you, whom have I in sight but you. A day of the siren, regarding love, the day is a day of redemption for I consider it a day of wasteness and gloominess, a day of clouds and thick &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;darkness&lt;/span&gt; ... And it came to pass that the angel was afraid of an oath blessed by the unknown. ... And I will make your city waste with this touch, and cut down your purity with this kiss and bring your sincerity unto desolation. Yet you still assist. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whom have I in heaven but you, whom have I in hell but you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-8711668006001928926?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/8711668006001928926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/8711668006001928926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2010/02/everything-poem.html' title='&quot;Everything&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/S3lVeyBhncI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nQdWHXdkmMI/s72-c/gr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-4449476227319188838</id><published>2010-02-03T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:13:11.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Home" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/S2k-229jrxI/AAAAAAAAADw/xd7PG3b9p6w/s1600-h/heaven2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/S2k-229jrxI/AAAAAAAAADw/xd7PG3b9p6w/s200/heaven2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433943537586777874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Search this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt; from inside of me sweep off the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt; spots that covered my eyes from the gift of sight &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;purify&lt;/span&gt; myself once more to witness the beauty of being with you tonight all i used to see is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;, nothing more, nothing even close to as something &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; than this how far must i go to prove that I am not alone in this ? This is not my escape from you, this is a step closer to justify my ascend upon reaching the crossroad, direction is the only way to keep me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are my redemption, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are my savior, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are my home, yet you burden me with no sight to trust upon for far too long I have gone to the wilds alone, for far too long I have fought through all of the lies the vivid colors of reflection in your eyes reminds me of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;, reminds me of where I used to belong to for all we know it has come to a last night to fight through all of their rejections and objections to take a step closer and finally find my way back ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-4449476227319188838?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/4449476227319188838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/4449476227319188838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-poem.html' title='&quot;Home&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/S2k-229jrxI/AAAAAAAAADw/xd7PG3b9p6w/s72-c/heaven2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-3933930004805952138</id><published>2009-12-30T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T18:10:23.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dream" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SzuXMKOkPwI/AAAAAAAAADg/hL-Vt6Iq3Oo/s1600-h/chaos_and_order_intertwined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SzuXMKOkPwI/AAAAAAAAADg/hL-Vt6Iq3Oo/s200/chaos_and_order_intertwined.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421092811630198530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ast night was a moment that etched my heart  with a memory that could never be erased forever it may be a reality nor forever it may be a dream of fantasy but as pure as you are to the universe that is only made to hold us from falling i would not forget how warm and delicate your hands were when i hold them and how you bright me when our lips collide though i may have felt it in a mere dream but as real as it is to be beside you were amazingly beautiful far more delighting than the beauty of the sun remembering a still clear vision of us walking down under a frail frozen bridge that kept us warm for you keep the fire still burning inside me looking at your eyes would take my life away from this tragedy of broken hearts for it seems that time flies too fast for a thousand years of grace for a reason we are apart now but i shall keep to my promise to never lose you , even if i have to turn back this time .. and if forever it may take me, then forever it will be ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-3933930004805952138?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/3933930004805952138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/3933930004805952138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/12/dream-poem.html' title='&quot;Dream&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SzuXMKOkPwI/AAAAAAAAADg/hL-Vt6Iq3Oo/s72-c/chaos_and_order_intertwined.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-2470098908576496931</id><published>2009-11-14T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:39:44.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Rise" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Sw0rKILjuGI/AAAAAAAAADA/7psJNPRtZJE/s1600/fallingdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Sw0rKILjuGI/AAAAAAAAADA/7psJNPRtZJE/s200/fallingdown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408026180536481890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I never knew this would get so empty, empty as a hollow casket found in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;deep eternity&lt;/span&gt; for all i knew the past has kept a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;graceful&lt;/span&gt; memories that once light up my world in regards of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sun,&lt;/span&gt; as for now, even the moon are engulfed by the shattering dark clouds that placed my city deep to the sword, i need a remedy, as i am shouting to the walls around me, i need a cure, for i am still shouting to the skies that was once my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt;, ignored and ignored i was, upon the darkness that enslaved every weakness i had these curses grew beyond myself as for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;days of nightmares&lt;/span&gt; that went on i realize for that i could even &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;reach&lt;/span&gt; the stars, i could even &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;touch&lt;/span&gt; the sun, as for the one that has given me &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wings&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are the darkness inside of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-2470098908576496931?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/2470098908576496931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/2470098908576496931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/11/rise-poem.html' title='&quot;Rise&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Sw0rKILjuGI/AAAAAAAAADA/7psJNPRtZJE/s72-c/fallingdown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-4403886360174948197</id><published>2009-11-12T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:19:43.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Beautiful Sin" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Svxg2ipV1MI/AAAAAAAAACw/jr3miT6w2YU/s1600-h/Heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Svxg2ipV1MI/AAAAAAAAACw/jr3miT6w2YU/s200/Heaven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403300143067157698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Breathe&lt;/span&gt;, oh just &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;breathe&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; for it is a lie to die beneath my eyes though my words aren't enough to keep them away from us, and though this has been a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; through my living years, i know, for all i dreamt of is you since then, for since our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; believed the journey we would walk upon togetherfor since our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soul&lt;/span&gt; cannot be parted upon any curse that engraves us close your eyes, as my tears are striking them as rapid as&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bullets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for these &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seven years&lt;/span&gt; has brought meanings to me, for these times has brought &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt; into my soul, for all these moments that we shared, and for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; we carried, have i graved my heaven as a trade for your &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;last kiss&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-4403886360174948197?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/4403886360174948197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/4403886360174948197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/11/breathe-oh-just-breathe-my-dearest-for.html' title='&quot;Beautiful Sin&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Svxg2ipV1MI/AAAAAAAAACw/jr3miT6w2YU/s72-c/Heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-3334600929018227563</id><published>2009-11-09T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:20:14.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Higher" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SvmZAVhgwGI/AAAAAAAAACo/G0kmg-6pdxY/s1600-h/Ice_Cave_Glacier_Alaska.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SvmZAVhgwGI/AAAAAAAAACo/G0kmg-6pdxY/s200/Ice_Cave_Glacier_Alaska.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402517459064373346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ay my&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; open through this night though swollen has it been through wilds of miraculous nightmares every blink of it turns into ashes of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;bluest&lt;/span&gt; sympathy that ices the very ground as it drops by awaiting for thou to forgive thy &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;sins&lt;/span&gt; as unworthy as i am and as powerful as He is dreams may remain fallen for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; He poured are far even more than the stars that lights the oceans as for today, tomorrow, and the hereafter, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; is the water and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-3334600929018227563?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/3334600929018227563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/3334600929018227563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/11/higher-poem.html' title='&quot;Higher&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SvmZAVhgwGI/AAAAAAAAACo/G0kmg-6pdxY/s72-c/Ice_Cave_Glacier_Alaska.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-370920776886893345</id><published>2009-10-09T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:14:51.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fragments" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Ss9ztgs5XdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/sZawl73sLfA/s1600-h/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390654504695324114" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 101px; height: 259px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Ss9ztgs5XdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/sZawl73sLfA/s200/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;crawled&lt;/span&gt; upon my shoulders deceptions rise above the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;sky&lt;/span&gt; as frail as glass i have been this time but would i let you go? would i let you go into the deep &lt;em&gt;dark&lt;/em&gt; forest where trees are unseen though &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; whispered in the coldest silence desperately persuading the warrior that has given up graceful &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; but will you come back to me? would you &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;cherish&lt;/span&gt; the moments that wasted our lives and  all i have is you now  as all these lies crush upon gage, step on the flames as you will get burned, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;forbid&lt;/span&gt; everything that has been forbidden, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;praise&lt;/span&gt; everything that has been praised, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;waste&lt;/span&gt; everything that has been wasted, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;again .....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you come back to me after all these years ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will the past finally be dead ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-370920776886893345?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/370920776886893345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/370920776886893345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/10/left-of-fragments-poem.html' title='&quot;Fragments&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Ss9ztgs5XdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/sZawl73sLfA/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-8078832374206717669</id><published>2009-10-06T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T10:06:38.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Delusions" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Sss0WBj6l0I/AAAAAAAAACA/hDCDcDJaQIk/s1600-h/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389458932059772738" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 142px; height: 160px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Sss0WBj6l0I/AAAAAAAAACA/hDCDcDJaQIk/s200/thumbnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ittle girl, why are you crying? Its dangerous to be out here all night haven't you been told the lurking monsters as far as heaven we are from home tonight i will hold your cold hands, as i guide you i will be on your side stay with me until the end of the night stay awake as they are watching us i watched all your fears fall like ashes on the ground i can hear you scream inside me it seems like this scene never ends who will save us from this nightmare? Stay with me, stay awake, we can make it out &lt;strong&gt;alive&lt;/strong&gt; ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-8078832374206717669?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/8078832374206717669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/8078832374206717669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/10/delusions-poem.html' title='&quot;Delusions&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/Sss0WBj6l0I/AAAAAAAAACA/hDCDcDJaQIk/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-4054462684608575693</id><published>2009-08-25T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T02:49:49.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Betrayal" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SpUE9JocBDI/AAAAAAAAABo/4j21k-7W93c/s1600-h/th_betrayal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374207178940613682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SpUE9JocBDI/AAAAAAAAABo/4j21k-7W93c/s200/th_betrayal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These &lt;strong&gt;emptiness&lt;/strong&gt; swallows my thoughts as the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hourglass&lt;/span&gt; went through a time where mercy was never born to be alive &lt;em&gt;shades&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt; corrupting every descrete motion that i desire once called a &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;prince&lt;/span&gt;, never been told of a &lt;em&gt;prince of prophets&lt;/em&gt; that dies to live and lives to die thou sworn to his minors shall he thurst a &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sword&lt;/span&gt; through his very &lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt; or to the ones that never knew the meaning of &lt;strong&gt;suffer &lt;/strong&gt;when the world is everything that we fear the air we breathe is a tool of &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;vengeance&lt;/span&gt; freedom lies in our hearts, not in our thoughts queen of hatred , the king of lies have you been told that i have &lt;strong&gt;died&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-4054462684608575693?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/4054462684608575693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/4054462684608575693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/08/betrayal.html' title='&quot;Betrayal&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SpUE9JocBDI/AAAAAAAAABo/4j21k-7W93c/s72-c/th_betrayal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-430771131763429569</id><published>2009-08-25T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:21:07.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ghastral" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SpQKlgt5C3I/AAAAAAAAABA/Oj2iA849Rv8/s1600-h/th_empire_of_ghastral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373931894913698674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SpQKlgt5C3I/AAAAAAAAABA/Oj2iA849Rv8/s200/th_empire_of_ghastral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;alley&lt;/span&gt; of darkness spreads &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in your &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt; longing for an &lt;strong&gt;armor&lt;/strong&gt; that could protect your motion without knowing eyes watching you from above judging your desires to one day fall to the ground your soul has burnt to &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ashes&lt;/span&gt; for all the things youve done can one show you the way to escape these &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;thorns&lt;/span&gt; ? motionless you are , speechless and every sights are vulnerable ever wonder how a coward to lost their throne ? and even the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;king&lt;/span&gt; of vices has his &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;queen&lt;/span&gt; behind the doors to lock you up inside the gallows where scorpions hide will you ever realise that you are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with yourself ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-430771131763429569?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/430771131763429569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/430771131763429569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/08/ghastral.html' title='&quot;Ghastral&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SpQKlgt5C3I/AAAAAAAAABA/Oj2iA849Rv8/s72-c/th_empire_of_ghastral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-3672168933266452975</id><published>2009-06-12T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:14:17.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>"Grace" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjLFGcJ_rBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-dggS0T6gQA/s1600-h/clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346552422070201362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjLFGcJ_rBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-dggS0T6gQA/s200/clouds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll &lt;strong&gt;sing&lt;/strong&gt; this one last time for you though it hurts to breathe every word, my dear, dont you &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt; tonight everything is all about us, its just like all the times we spent together,though i've said this too many times each and everynight i see your smile in the sky,i am so weak, my dear, i am so weaki cant even reach your smile anymore it makes me cry everytime i try, and i want you to know, i cant be the one for you i cant be the one that draws rainbows and butterflies anymore i am sick, my dear, i am so sick and god &lt;em&gt;whispers&lt;/em&gt; me, he says i belong to the skies and i screamed to him, i belong here with you, and as if i have a choice now, if only i have a choice my dear, stop crying, my dear, can you hear me and she kept on crying that moment on i watched her from above and for the days the love we breathe it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tonight ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-3672168933266452975?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/3672168933266452975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/3672168933266452975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/06/grace-poem.html' title='&quot;Grace&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjLFGcJ_rBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/-dggS0T6gQA/s72-c/clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-2797313482348915742</id><published>2009-06-12T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:32:36.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Tree" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjKtLxQ262I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OHHTL2mv5fg/s1600-h/tREE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346526125356411746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjKtLxQ262I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OHHTL2mv5fg/s200/tREE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime i &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; you the lies start to &lt;em&gt;paint&lt;/em&gt; me tonight the &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;moon&lt;/span&gt; shines so brightly beneath the &lt;em&gt;tree&lt;/em&gt; they gave up upon our lives holds the ebony and ivory side by side we will find our way out tonight everytime i draw you my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; starts to pound in like creepy crawlies under my bed tries to haunt me calling and calling my name out so many times cause everytime i imagine you the lies start to paint me tonight the moon shines so brightly beneath the tree they gave up upon our lives holds the ebony and ivory side by side we will find our way out tonight for all the days we were together all was your, all was your, &lt;strong&gt;fault&lt;/strong&gt; ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-2797313482348915742?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/2797313482348915742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/2797313482348915742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-were-real-poem.html' title='&quot;The Tree&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjKtLxQ262I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OHHTL2mv5fg/s72-c/tREE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-811769641552222929</id><published>2009-06-12T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:10:15.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Plagues" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjLDtT2r3MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PlYJpFfR4fc/s1600-h/injection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346550890833370306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjLDtT2r3MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PlYJpFfR4fc/s200/injection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;slowly &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tempting&lt;/span&gt; you want to return yourself to &lt;strong&gt;god&lt;/strong&gt; feeling you've been up here for too long the pain you cant resist you've waited and its killing and if you take this moment with you&lt;br /&gt;please make me believe this is all worth for you i know you are more than this time runs by come back to the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;garden&lt;/span&gt; of where our hope lies even when this is all a dream, merely a dream,&lt;br /&gt;hands are shaking you want to return yourself to god feeling you've been up here for too long the pain its holding you tight you cant &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;breathe&lt;/span&gt; and its killing take this moment with your heart leave and remember make me &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; burn all our dreams away burn those hearts we made and burn me .. burn me with the ashes, like you did to the ones you loved, for all i knew you are &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; than this ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-811769641552222929?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/811769641552222929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/811769641552222929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/06/slowly-tempting-you-want-to-return.html' title='&quot;Plagues&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjLDtT2r3MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PlYJpFfR4fc/s72-c/injection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86380005872258501.post-5811976822531170818</id><published>2009-06-12T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:20:10.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>"The Apocalypse" poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjLGgcxi8XI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LmLy4gnafJA/s1600-h/lucifer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346553968424317298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjLGgcxi8XI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LmLy4gnafJA/s200/lucifer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;see lights dancing gracefully while the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt; is burning brighter than ever tonight confess my sorrowness to such a beautiful creation and as it reaches time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i promise you each and every second i breathe is the fire that holds me, burns inside&lt;br /&gt;to see the horizon falling apart lines and contradictions began at war and, as the oceans tremble upon me as the moon abominate stars as the sun rest on my feet &lt;strong&gt;stronger&lt;/strong&gt; i become to see the world falls apart to witness the fear in your eyes grasping upon each motion you desire like spiders crawling on your shoulders that poisons by every step it encounters decaying everything you ever owned that moment will you realise all the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; you have caused all the hearts you have teared all the &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; you destroyed ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/86380005872258501-5811976822531170818?l=awhorestrophy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/5811976822531170818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/86380005872258501/posts/default/5811976822531170818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awhorestrophy.blogspot.com/2009/06/apocalypse-poem.html' title='&quot;The Apocalypse&quot; poem'/><author><name>H.</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r6CV3CGAgXs/SjLGgcxi8XI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LmLy4gnafJA/s72-c/lucifer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
