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<rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><default:channel xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/"><title>To Eternity</title><link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-EU</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>To Eternity</title><link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/0c/ecd5b260795593612caf995ce50c0e_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/25/v-283-269-ne-slunce-6587150/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/20/melodie-6555537/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/19/glassy-window-6545612/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/pure-shine-6515856/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/first-rays-of-dawn-6511253/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/fragile-shivering-fingers-6506057/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/distressed-tears-6503675/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/just-tell-me-why-6501482/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/12/to-me-only-6496302/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/10/my-fear-of-bleeding-more-6493452/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/08/imagine-5911636/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/04/misleading-art-5895966/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/01/16/afraid-of-being-judged-5896074/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/20/still-not-5249757/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/05/when-i-leave-5169530/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/11/09/by-your-side-5005972/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/10/05/red-roses-4826014/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/09/24/a-kiss-4774562/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/09/24/aloneness-4774474/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/09/21/little-blossoms-4759629/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/08/17/let-it-be-4599687/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/08/09/title-4563668/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/07/23/pains-4490411/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/06/22/title-4346737/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/04/06/hang-on-4004337/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2007/08/09/fly-4563640/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2007/07/13/title~2630935/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/25/v-283-269-ne-slunce-6587150/"><default:title>Věčné Slunce</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/25/v-283-269-ne-slunce-6587150/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-25T20:16:26+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;My days were all depressing&lt;br&gt;
With a gloomy fall&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My days were all blank&lt;br&gt;
With painful breaths&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My days were all empty of life&lt;br&gt;
With a blur sign of hope&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was about to die&lt;br&gt;
But..&lt;br&gt;
There remained no reason&lt;br&gt;
To survive&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was about to smile&lt;br&gt;
But..&lt;br&gt;
There remained no way&lt;br&gt;
To hide&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And now..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As I want to write this poem&lt;br&gt;
My tears fall&lt;br&gt;
One by one&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As I want to write my beloved&lt;br&gt;
My tears fall&lt;br&gt;
Nonstop....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Here is my story:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There was this weakened soul&lt;br&gt;
Flowing in a floating village&lt;br&gt;
You may call it Tao&lt;br&gt;
Or.. I don't know..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It was a pure soul before&lt;br&gt;
With a colorful ribbon&lt;br&gt;
Tied with her hair&lt;br&gt;
With a violet butterfly&lt;br&gt;
On her little finger&lt;br&gt;
With a white innocence&lt;br&gt;
In her smiling sight&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But as you may know&lt;br&gt;
Lost poisoned blowings&lt;br&gt;
Can travel here or there&lt;br&gt;
And touch you in a tricky way&lt;br&gt;
While you may not being noticed&lt;br&gt;
Untill you find the wound feeling burned &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As she felt that burning wound too&lt;br&gt;
She noticed her ribbon was torn&lt;br&gt;
Her violet butterfly was poisoned too&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She felt lonely then&lt;br&gt;
She felt a painful heaviness&lt;br&gt;
She could not understand&lt;br&gt;
She did not know the reason&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So quietly..&lt;br&gt;
She started to cry&lt;br&gt;
Her tears were falling as blossoms&lt;br&gt;
Being spread everywhere&lt;br&gt;
By the wind of time&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Every morning&lt;br&gt;
She went weaker&lt;br&gt;
She went lost&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And the story is still going on:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;For one day..&lt;br&gt;
That weakened soul finally fell&lt;br&gt;
Beside a windy road&lt;br&gt;
Where other flowing souls&lt;br&gt;
Were going on their own way&lt;br&gt;
But she was not being noticed&lt;br&gt;
She was all alone there&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Looking at the sky&lt;br&gt;
Her rolling tears still&lt;br&gt;
Were turning into blossoms&lt;br&gt;
laying beside her hairs&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And a moment..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Unconsciously she started to smile&lt;br&gt;
As slowly she felt the sun&lt;br&gt;
Sparkling warmly on her eyes&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It was a shining soul&lt;br&gt;
Sitting by her side&lt;br&gt;
Holding her face&lt;br&gt;
With his kind beautiful hand&lt;br&gt;
With a glow in his charming eyes&lt;br&gt;
With long soft hairs of him&lt;br&gt;
Fluttering gently by the wind&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then he kindly tied her hair&lt;br&gt;
A beauteous colorful ribbon&lt;br&gt;
And slowly he started whispering&lt;br&gt;
To her little violet butterfly&lt;br&gt;
Magic songs she never knew before&lt;br&gt;
And her butterfly ..came alive&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Blossoms were spreading around&lt;br&gt;
Cheering from her eyes&lt;br&gt;
When she heard his smooth voice&lt;br&gt;
Embracing her shivering frame&lt;br&gt;
Saying gently to her..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;" ..Jsi v bezpečí&lt;br&gt;
má milovaná.. "&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/25/v-283-269-ne-slunce-6587150/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>My days were all depressing<br>
With a gloomy fall</p>
	<p>My days were all blank<br>
With painful breaths</p>
	<p>My days were all empty of life<br>
With a blur sign of hope</p>
	<p>I was about to die<br>
But..<br>
There remained no reason<br>
To survive</p>
	<p>I was about to smile<br>
But..<br>
There remained no way<br>
To hide</p>
	<p>And now..</p>
	<p>As I want to write this poem<br>
My tears fall<br>
One by one</p>
	<p>As I want to write my beloved<br>
My tears fall<br>
Nonstop....</p>
	<p>.<br>
.<br>
.<br>
.<br>
.<br>
.<br>
.</p>
	<p>Here is my story:</p>
	<p>There was this weakened soul<br>
Flowing in a floating village<br>
You may call it Tao<br>
Or.. I don't know..</p>
	<p>It was a pure soul before<br>
With a colorful ribbon<br>
Tied with her hair<br>
With a violet butterfly<br>
On her little finger<br>
With a white innocence<br>
In her smiling sight</p>
	<p>But as you may know<br>
Lost poisoned blowings<br>
Can travel here or there<br>
And touch you in a tricky way<br>
While you may not being noticed<br>
Untill you find the wound feeling burned </p>
	<p>As she felt that burning wound too<br>
She noticed her ribbon was torn<br>
Her violet butterfly was poisoned too</p>
	<p>She felt lonely then<br>
She felt a painful heaviness<br>
She could not understand<br>
She did not know the reason</p>
	<p>So quietly..<br>
She started to cry<br>
Her tears were falling as blossoms<br>
Being spread everywhere<br>
By the wind of time</p>
	<p>Every morning<br>
She went weaker<br>
She went lost</p>
	<p>And the story is still going on:</p>
	<p>For one day..<br>
That weakened soul finally fell<br>
Beside a windy road<br>
Where other flowing souls<br>
Were going on their own way<br>
But she was not being noticed<br>
She was all alone there</p>
	<p>Looking at the sky<br>
Her rolling tears still<br>
Were turning into blossoms<br>
laying beside her hairs</p>
	<p>And a moment..</p>
	<p>Unconsciously she started to smile<br>
As slowly she felt the sun<br>
Sparkling warmly on her eyes</p>
	<p>It was a shining soul<br>
Sitting by her side<br>
Holding her face<br>
With his kind beautiful hand<br>
With a glow in his charming eyes<br>
With long soft hairs of him<br>
Fluttering gently by the wind</p>
	<p>Then he kindly tied her hair<br>
A beauteous colorful ribbon<br>
And slowly he started whispering<br>
To her little violet butterfly<br>
Magic songs she never knew before<br>
And her butterfly ..came alive</p>
	<p>Blossoms were spreading around<br>
Cheering from her eyes<br>
When she heard his smooth voice<br>
Embracing her shivering frame<br>
Saying gently to her..</p>
	<p>" ..Jsi v bezpe&#269;í<br>
má milovaná.. "</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/25/v-283-269-ne-slunce-6587150/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/20/melodie-6555537/"><default:title>Melodie</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/20/melodie-6555537/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-20T20:25:02+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Today it may rain&lt;br&gt;
I could guess&lt;br&gt;
So I left my umbrella&lt;br&gt;
At home&lt;br&gt;
On purpose&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I did not put on my boots&lt;br&gt;
I think for my mood&lt;br&gt;
They really don't suit&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;With a red frail jacket&lt;br&gt;
My old pale jeans&lt;br&gt;
My white shawl round my neck&lt;br&gt;
I put on my givenchy perfume&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Grabbing my backpack&lt;br&gt;
After I tied up&lt;br&gt;
My ripped navy all-star shoes&lt;br&gt;
I happily hit the road&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Nothing I put on is new&lt;br&gt;
But ..this pure flame&lt;br&gt;
Rising like the rays of sun&lt;br&gt;
Through my beating heart&lt;br&gt;
And the warmth of its glow&lt;br&gt;
As it's slowly beginning to grow&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Awh I see..&lt;br&gt;
It is starting to fall..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I want to closely feel&lt;br&gt;
Every little drop of rain&lt;br&gt;
On my hands&lt;br&gt;
On my face&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Feel happy&lt;br&gt;
Feel excited&lt;br&gt;
Feel crazy&lt;br&gt;
Feel wet&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And my pains&lt;br&gt;
They will be lying&lt;br&gt;
Beneath this joy&lt;br&gt;
Falling as these tiny drops&lt;br&gt;
Rolling down from my eyes&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just like how glamorous&lt;br&gt;
This divine holy gift&lt;br&gt;
Is blessing the earth&lt;br&gt;
Is touching my smiling lips&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I save my breath&lt;br&gt;
Save my strength&lt;br&gt;
My courage&lt;br&gt;
My hopes&lt;br&gt;
My fears&lt;br&gt;
My faith&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I sing it loud&lt;br&gt;
Please hear me..&lt;br&gt;
My Hope&lt;br&gt;
My Heaven&lt;br&gt;
My Glance of pain&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Beyond the borders&lt;br&gt;
Beyond the times&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Where nebulas sail&lt;br&gt;
Where stars rebirth&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A melody&lt;br&gt;
With no lyrics&lt;br&gt;
With no beginning&lt;br&gt;
With no end&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;br&gt;
.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I Whisper into your ears..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Miluji Tě"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/20/melodie-6555537/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Today it may rain<br>
I could guess<br>
So I left my umbrella<br>
At home<br>
On purpose</p>
	<p>I did not put on my boots<br>
I think for my mood<br>
They really don't suit</p>
	<p>With a red frail jacket<br>
My old pale jeans<br>
My white shawl round my neck<br>
I put on my givenchy perfume</p>
	<p>Grabbing my backpack<br>
After I tied up<br>
My ripped navy all-star shoes<br>
I happily hit the road</p>
	<p>Nothing I put on is new<br>
But ..this pure flame<br>
Rising like the rays of sun<br>
Through my beating heart<br>
And the warmth of its glow<br>
As it's slowly beginning to grow</p>
	<p>.<br>
.<br>
.</p>
	<p>Awh I see..<br>
It is starting to fall..</p>
	<p>I want to closely feel<br>
Every little drop of rain<br>
On my hands<br>
On my face</p>
	<p>Feel happy<br>
Feel excited<br>
Feel crazy<br>
Feel wet</p>
	<p>And my pains<br>
They will be lying<br>
Beneath this joy<br>
Falling as these tiny drops<br>
Rolling down from my eyes</p>
	<p>Just like how glamorous<br>
This divine holy gift<br>
Is blessing the earth<br>
Is touching my smiling lips</p>
	<p>And I save my breath<br>
Save my strength<br>
My courage<br>
My hopes<br>
My fears<br>
My faith</p>
	<p>And I sing it loud<br>
Please hear me..<br>
My Hope<br>
My Heaven<br>
My Glance of pain</p>
	<p>Beyond the borders<br>
Beyond the times</p>
	<p>Where nebulas sail<br>
Where stars rebirth</p>
	<p>A melody<br>
With no lyrics<br>
With no beginning<br>
With no end</p>
	<p>.<br>
.<br>
.<br>
.<br>
.<br>
.<br>
.</p>
	<p>I Whisper into your ears..</p>
	<p>"Miluji T&#283;"</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/20/melodie-6555537/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/19/glassy-window-6545612/"><default:title>Glassy Window</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/19/glassy-window-6545612/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-19T13:59:32+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Today..&lt;br&gt;
I suddenly opened my eyes&lt;br&gt;
My breaths were fast&lt;br&gt;
My body was stiff&lt;br&gt;
With some blurred panics&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then I looked around&lt;br&gt;
It was day light&lt;br&gt;
It was sun rays&lt;br&gt;
And the sounds by little birds&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I slowly felt relieved&lt;br&gt;
Then trembling I exhaled&lt;br&gt;
Smiling..  I somehow felt happy&lt;br&gt;
I could see the dawn again&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But..&lt;br&gt;
Suddenly..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I felt so alone..&lt;br&gt;
Like always&lt;br&gt;
Like before&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Like when I was a little kid&lt;br&gt;
Looking through the window&lt;br&gt;
Watching the clouds&lt;br&gt;
The smooth way&lt;br&gt;
They were moving around&lt;br&gt;
Changing into different shapes&lt;br&gt;
Without me being noticed&lt;br&gt;
And I was innocently&lt;br&gt;
Enjoying them all in all&lt;br&gt;
With only me along..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It still is..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sun rising&lt;br&gt;
Glassy window&lt;br&gt;
Clouds reshaping&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;me..&lt;br&gt;
all alone..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/19/glassy-window-6545612/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Today..<br>
I suddenly opened my eyes<br>
My breaths were fast<br>
My body was stiff<br>
With some blurred panics</p>
	<p>Then I looked around<br>
It was day light<br>
It was sun rays<br>
And the sounds by little birds</p>
	<p>I slowly felt relieved<br>
Then trembling I exhaled<br>
Smiling..  I somehow felt happy<br>
I could see the dawn again</p>
	<p>But..<br>
Suddenly..</p>
	<p>I felt so alone..<br>
Like always<br>
Like before</p>
	<p>Like when I was a little kid<br>
Looking through the window<br>
Watching the clouds<br>
The smooth way<br>
They were moving around<br>
Changing into different shapes<br>
Without me being noticed<br>
And I was innocently<br>
Enjoying them all in all<br>
With only me along..</p>
	<p>It still is..</p>
	<p>Sun rising<br>
Glassy window<br>
Clouds reshaping</p>
	<p>And..</p>
	<p>me..<br>
all alone..</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/19/glassy-window-6545612/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/pure-shine-6515856/"><default:title>Quietly..</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/pure-shine-6515856/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-14T23:23:40+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Under the shiny sky..&lt;br&gt;
Where I can clearly see&lt;br&gt;
Milky way galaxy..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I light this candle&lt;br&gt;
I watch it burning..&lt;br&gt;
Me here only..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I listen to this song..&lt;br&gt;
..and I start to pray&lt;br&gt;
Till I fall asleep..&lt;br&gt;
While my flame here&lt;br&gt;
Goes on quietly...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/pure-shine-6515856/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Under the shiny sky..<br>
Where I can clearly see<br>
Milky way galaxy..</p>
	<p>I light this candle<br>
I watch it burning..<br>
Me here only..</p>
	<p>I listen to this song..<br>
..and I start to pray<br>
Till I fall asleep..<br>
While my flame here<br>
Goes on quietly...
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/pure-shine-6515856/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/first-rays-of-dawn-6511253/"><default:title>First Rays of Dawn</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/first-rays-of-dawn-6511253/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-14T10:15:35+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Awh&lt;br&gt;
It should be morning&lt;br&gt;
But&lt;br&gt;
Why do I feel so light..?&lt;br&gt;
And&lt;br&gt;
What is this smooth thing&lt;br&gt;
I feel at my behind..?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh no&lt;br&gt;
I can not believe&lt;br&gt;
These are ..my ..wings?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Awh ..the lights&lt;br&gt;
Sun is rising&lt;br&gt;
I'm so happy&lt;br&gt;
I'm crying&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I never felt&lt;br&gt;
This way before..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My wings kinda weak&lt;br&gt;
But it's alright&lt;br&gt;
It's just a begining!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I will try&lt;br&gt;
And I will try&lt;br&gt;
And if I fell&lt;br&gt;
Or get some lesions&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'll be okay&lt;br&gt;
I can calm down&lt;br&gt;
Wait for the sun&lt;br&gt;
Arise again&lt;br&gt;
With the next dawn&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;For I know&lt;br&gt;
Finally&lt;br&gt;
I will fly&lt;br&gt;
I will really fly&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I will soar&lt;br&gt;
Within naughty clouds&lt;br&gt;
Sing my songs&lt;br&gt;
Freely and loud&lt;br&gt;
All above the skies&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My little wings&lt;br&gt;
And I&lt;br&gt;
We quietly&lt;br&gt;
Keep it&lt;br&gt;
A secret of ours&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And one beautiful day&lt;br&gt;
We spread our love&lt;br&gt;
All above the skies&lt;br&gt;
While happily&lt;br&gt;
Together we will Fly&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My&lt;br&gt;
Dear&lt;br&gt;
Sweet&lt;br&gt;
Little&lt;br&gt;
Wings..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/first-rays-of-dawn-6511253/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Awh<br>
It should be morning<br>
But<br>
Why do I feel so light..?<br>
And<br>
What is this smooth thing<br>
I feel at my behind..?</p>
	<p>Oh no<br>
I can not believe<br>
These are ..my ..wings?</p>
	<p>Awh ..the lights<br>
Sun is rising<br>
I'm so happy<br>
I'm crying</p>
	<p>I never felt<br>
This way before..</p>
	<p>My wings kinda weak<br>
But it's alright<br>
It's just a begining!</p>
	<p>I will try<br>
And I will try<br>
And if I fell<br>
Or get some lesions</p>
	<p>I'll be okay<br>
I can calm down<br>
Wait for the sun<br>
Arise again<br>
With the next dawn</p>
	<p>For I know<br>
Finally<br>
I will fly<br>
I will really fly</p>
	<p>I will soar<br>
Within naughty clouds<br>
Sing my songs<br>
Freely and loud<br>
All above the skies</p>
	<p>My little wings<br>
And I<br>
We quietly<br>
Keep it<br>
A secret of ours</p>
	<p>And one beautiful day<br>
We spread our love<br>
All above the skies<br>
While happily<br>
Together we will Fly</p>
	<p>My<br>
Dear<br>
Sweet<br>
Little<br>
Wings..</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/14/first-rays-of-dawn-6511253/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/fragile-shivering-fingers-6506057/"><default:title>Fragile Shivering Fingers</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/fragile-shivering-fingers-6506057/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-13T17:45:50+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I wish&lt;br&gt;
I could&lt;br&gt;
Reach my hands&lt;br&gt;
To a star&lt;br&gt;
That is&lt;br&gt;
So far&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The star&lt;br&gt;
Which belongs&lt;br&gt;
With someone&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Someone&lt;br&gt;
Who's mystery&lt;br&gt;
Who's kind&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Who sings&lt;br&gt;
Beautiful songs..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Who drinks&lt;br&gt;
Special matcha&lt;br&gt;
In a garden&lt;br&gt;
With blossoms&lt;br&gt;
All around..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I look at the sky&lt;br&gt;
I hardly smile&lt;br&gt;
And then&lt;br&gt;
I make a wish..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I close my eyes&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And..&lt;br&gt;
A tear drops..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/fragile-shivering-fingers-6506057/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I wish<br>
I could<br>
Reach my hands<br>
To a star<br>
That is<br>
So far</p>
	<p>The star<br>
Which belongs<br>
With someone</p>
	<p>Someone<br>
Who's mystery<br>
Who's kind</p>
	<p>Who sings<br>
Beautiful songs..</p>
	<p>Who drinks<br>
Special matcha<br>
In a garden<br>
With blossoms<br>
All around..</p>
	<p>I look at the sky<br>
I hardly smile<br>
And then<br>
I make a wish..</p>
	<p>I close my eyes</p>
	<p>And..<br>
A tear drops..</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/fragile-shivering-fingers-6506057/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/distressed-tears-6503675/"><default:title>Distressed Tears</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/distressed-tears-6503675/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-13T11:52:55+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;My beloved&lt;br&gt;
Your hands&lt;br&gt;
Frozen&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh dear&lt;br&gt;
Frozen&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your eyes&lt;br&gt;
Senseless&lt;br&gt;
Gazed&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm scared&lt;br&gt;
It is not real&lt;br&gt;
It could not&lt;br&gt;
It should not &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Please&lt;br&gt;
Your heart&lt;br&gt;
Should persist&lt;br&gt;
It must beat&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just hang on&lt;br&gt;
Hang on with me &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh dear&lt;br&gt;
Take my blood&lt;br&gt;
Take my life&lt;br&gt;
My eveything&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anything&lt;br&gt;
I do pay&lt;br&gt;
No matter&lt;br&gt;
What price&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But please&lt;br&gt;
My beloved&lt;br&gt;
Please&lt;br&gt;
I beg you&lt;br&gt;
Please&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Stay with me&lt;br&gt;
Stay with me&lt;br&gt;
Stay alive&lt;br&gt;
Don't leave me&lt;br&gt;
Please&lt;br&gt;
Please&lt;br&gt;
Just don't..&lt;br&gt;
Don't..
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/distressed-tears-6503675/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>My beloved<br>
Your hands<br>
Frozen</p>
	<p>Oh dear<br>
Frozen</p>
	<p>Your eyes<br>
Senseless<br>
Gazed</p>
	<p>I'm scared<br>
It is not real<br>
It could not<br>
It should not </p>
	<p>Please<br>
Your heart<br>
Should persist<br>
It must beat</p>
	<p>Just hang on<br>
Hang on with me </p>
	<p>Oh dear<br>
Take my blood<br>
Take my life<br>
My eveything</p>
	<p>Anything<br>
I do pay<br>
No matter<br>
What price</p>
	<p>But please<br>
My beloved<br>
Please<br>
I beg you<br>
Please</p>
	<p>Stay with me<br>
Stay with me<br>
Stay alive<br>
Don't leave me<br>
Please<br>
Please<br>
Just don't..<br>
Don't..
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/distressed-tears-6503675/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/just-tell-me-why-6501482/"><default:title>Just Tell Me Why..</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/just-tell-me-why-6501482/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-13T01:15:13+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Why is this?&lt;br&gt;
This endless pain..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My heart&lt;br&gt;
Please&lt;br&gt;
Do not cry&lt;br&gt;
Do not sigh&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Didn't I tell you..?&lt;br&gt;
Life won't wait&lt;br&gt;
It can be unfair&lt;br&gt;
Not your fault&lt;br&gt;
I know&lt;br&gt;
For you can just&lt;br&gt;
Do only love&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Where is that?&lt;br&gt;
That Immortal freedom..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My heart&lt;br&gt;
Please&lt;br&gt;
Do not give in&lt;br&gt;
Do not die&lt;br&gt;
Not in my hands&lt;br&gt;
Not right now&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;For if you die..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How will I sense&lt;br&gt;
The warmth of that touch&lt;br&gt;
With a beautiful dawn..?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How will I breath&lt;br&gt;
The smell of blossoms&lt;br&gt;
In a beautiful spring night..?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If you die&lt;br&gt;
No longer&lt;br&gt;
I can live on&lt;br&gt;
I will die beside you&lt;br&gt;
My shivering heart&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I will not cry&lt;br&gt;
I will..&lt;br&gt;
Simply die..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/just-tell-me-why-6501482/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Why is this?<br>
This endless pain..</p>
	<p>My heart<br>
Please<br>
Do not cry<br>
Do not sigh</p>
	<p>Didn't I tell you..?<br>
Life won't wait<br>
It can be unfair<br>
Not your fault<br>
I know<br>
For you can just<br>
Do only love</p>
	<p>Where is that?<br>
That Immortal freedom..</p>
	<p>My heart<br>
Please<br>
Do not give in<br>
Do not die<br>
Not in my hands<br>
Not right now</p>
	<p>For if you die..</p>
	<p>How will I sense<br>
The warmth of that touch<br>
With a beautiful dawn..?</p>
	<p>How will I breath<br>
The smell of blossoms<br>
In a beautiful spring night..?</p>
	<p>If you die<br>
No longer<br>
I can live on<br>
I will die beside you<br>
My shivering heart</p>
	<p>I will not cry<br>
I will..<br>
Simply die..</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/just-tell-me-why-6501482/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/12/to-me-only-6496302/"><default:title>May I..</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/12/to-me-only-6496302/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-12T11:50:47+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I wish to ask&lt;br&gt;
Only&lt;br&gt;
For a tiny place&lt;br&gt;
Somewhere&lt;br&gt;
With your heart..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;not too much&lt;br&gt;
I promise..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just a little place&lt;br&gt;
You keep it safe&lt;br&gt;
Only to me&lt;br&gt;
Only for me..
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/12/to-me-only-6496302/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I wish to ask<br>
Only<br>
For a tiny place<br>
Somewhere<br>
With your heart..</p>
	<p>not too much<br>
I promise..</p>
	<p>Just a little place<br>
You keep it safe<br>
Only to me<br>
Only for me..
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/12/to-me-only-6496302/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/10/my-fear-of-bleeding-more-6493452/"><default:title>My Fear of Bleeding More</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/10/my-fear-of-bleeding-more-6493452/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-10T12:56:56+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;If you came pure at my presence&lt;br&gt;
and if I could shake hands with you&lt;br&gt;
and let you step into my world&lt;br&gt;
touching my soul&lt;br&gt;
please be careful being here &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;as it's dark here in my shivering loneliness&lt;br&gt;
as it's trembling with my sheding tears&lt;br&gt;
as it's as cold as frightened me&lt;br&gt;
as I'm just trying gathering pieces of my heart&lt;br&gt;
which may be still alive ...or somehow still warm&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;so please&lt;br&gt;
be careful with my beating lasts&lt;br&gt;
be cautious ...be gentle&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;for if you step on them&lt;br&gt;
my heart may suffer&lt;br&gt;
and before you could turn back&lt;br&gt;
my heart may die...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/10/my-fear-of-bleeding-more-6493452/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>If you came pure at my presence<br>
and if I could shake hands with you<br>
and let you step into my world<br>
touching my soul<br>
please be careful being here </p>
	<p>as it's dark here in my shivering loneliness<br>
as it's trembling with my sheding tears<br>
as it's as cold as frightened me<br>
as I'm just trying gathering pieces of my heart<br>
which may be still alive ...or somehow still warm</p>
	<p>so please<br>
be careful with my beating lasts<br>
be cautious ...be gentle</p>
	<p>for if you step on them<br>
my heart may suffer<br>
and before you could turn back<br>
my heart may die...</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/07/10/my-fear-of-bleeding-more-6493452/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/08/imagine-5911636/"><default:title>"Imagine"</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/08/imagine-5911636/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-04-08T16:36:53+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;To dear John Lennon:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I like to listen to your music&lt;br&gt;
Everyday&lt;br&gt;
"Imagine"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I like to sing your song&lt;br&gt;
Everytime&lt;br&gt;
That I feel tired&lt;br&gt;
Or when I want to relax&lt;br&gt;
Or maybe when I like to cry&lt;br&gt;
"Imagine"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But dear John Lennon,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;when I step out of my dreams&lt;br&gt;
I get shocked by my before&lt;br&gt;
My hands start to shiver&lt;br&gt;
And I start to panic&lt;br&gt;
My chest begin to ache&lt;br&gt;
And I feel so scared&lt;br&gt;
That it makes my tears fall&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Because I live in this world&lt;br&gt;
That I can't run away from&lt;br&gt;
That I can't fight back&lt;br&gt;
And I have to accept it as it is&lt;br&gt;
But in the end I feel like "How?!"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Because I live in this world&lt;br&gt;
Where I see a child dying of hunger&lt;br&gt;
And a child who never felt the way to be loved&lt;br&gt;
Where I see people dying for no reason in a war&lt;br&gt;
And crimes happen because of poverty and lack of love&lt;br&gt;
Even though that I still see those people&lt;br&gt;
Who are happy despite of being Indigent&lt;br&gt;
And who to be indfferent to see it all?&lt;br&gt;
Who to not get hurt, to not cry?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Becasue I live in this world&lt;br&gt;
Where I should worry about my future&lt;br&gt;
About how I will be employed&lt;br&gt;
Or how I will be fired after all&lt;br&gt;
For I need money to a part of this life&lt;br&gt;
No matter if I deny it or not&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Because I live in this world&lt;br&gt;
Where I need to be accepted&lt;br&gt;
With titles like:&lt;br&gt;
"Honorable, Capable, Suitable, Qualified"&lt;br&gt;
Or documents that are treasures&lt;br&gt;
Talking about my abilities&lt;br&gt;
That can make the leaders satisfy&lt;br&gt;
In order to be able to survive&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Because I live in this world&lt;br&gt;
Where I like its skies&lt;br&gt;
Where I like its nature and its beings&lt;br&gt;
Where I like to sit and watch the sun setting&lt;br&gt;
In a peaceful shore with my dear ones&lt;br&gt;
Where I like to think about only grace and love&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So I listen to your music&lt;br&gt;
Everyday&lt;br&gt;
"Imagine"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I sing your song&lt;br&gt;
Everytime&lt;br&gt;
That I feel tired&lt;br&gt;
Or when I want to relax&lt;br&gt;
Or maybe when I like to cry&lt;br&gt;
"Imagine"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And one day&lt;br&gt;
It may come true&lt;br&gt;
Just the way you wished&lt;br&gt;
Just the way you wanted to&lt;br&gt;
"Imagine"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Imagine-John-Lennon-Poster-C10126499.jpeg" alt="Imagine" title="Imagine"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/08/imagine-5911636/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>To dear John Lennon:</p>
	<p>I like to listen to your music<br>
Everyday<br>
"Imagine"</p>
	<p>And I like to sing your song<br>
Everytime<br>
That I feel tired<br>
Or when I want to relax<br>
Or maybe when I like to cry<br>
"Imagine"</p>
	<p>But dear John Lennon,</p>
	<p>when I step out of my dreams<br>
I get shocked by my before<br>
My hands start to shiver<br>
And I start to panic<br>
My chest begin to ache<br>
And I feel so scared<br>
That it makes my tears fall</p>
	<p>Because I live in this world<br>
That I can't run away from<br>
That I can't fight back<br>
And I have to accept it as it is<br>
But in the end I feel like "How?!"</p>
	<p>Because I live in this world<br>
Where I see a child dying of hunger<br>
And a child who never felt the way to be loved<br>
Where I see people dying for no reason in a war<br>
And crimes happen because of poverty and lack of love<br>
Even though that I still see those people<br>
Who are happy despite of being Indigent<br>
And who to be indfferent to see it all?<br>
Who to not get hurt, to not cry?</p>
	<p>Becasue I live in this world<br>
Where I should worry about my future<br>
About how I will be employed<br>
Or how I will be fired after all<br>
For I need money to a part of this life<br>
No matter if I deny it or not</p>
	<p>Because I live in this world<br>
Where I need to be accepted<br>
With titles like:<br>
"Honorable, Capable, Suitable, Qualified"<br>
Or documents that are treasures<br>
Talking about my abilities<br>
That can make the leaders satisfy<br>
In order to be able to survive</p>
	<p>Because I live in this world<br>
Where I like its skies<br>
Where I like its nature and its beings<br>
Where I like to sit and watch the sun setting<br>
In a peaceful shore with my dear ones<br>
Where I like to think about only grace and love</p>
	<p>So I listen to your music<br>
Everyday<br>
"Imagine"</p>
	<p>And I sing your song<br>
Everytime<br>
That I feel tired<br>
Or when I want to relax<br>
Or maybe when I like to cry<br>
"Imagine"</p>
	<p>And one day<br>
It may come true<br>
Just the way you wished<br>
Just the way you wanted to<br>
"Imagine"</p>
	<p><img src="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Imagine-John-Lennon-Poster-C10126499.jpeg" alt="Imagine" title="Imagine">
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/08/imagine-5911636/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/04/misleading-art-5895966/"><default:title>Misleading Art</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/04/misleading-art-5895966/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-04-04T21:39:37+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I was passing those streets&lt;br&gt;
Shadows of misleading art were chasing me&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Impossible"&lt;br&gt;
I was yearning for my brushes&lt;br&gt;
For my dearest only color&lt;br&gt;
My Black Ink&lt;br&gt;
But I was falling&lt;br&gt;
I was crawling&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sneers I could hear&lt;br&gt;
They were yelling at me&lt;br&gt;
"You're an art thief"&lt;br&gt;
They threw chains around my throat&lt;br&gt;
Could I ever breath again..?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They were shouting at me&lt;br&gt;
"You,&lt;br&gt;
The art thief,&lt;br&gt;
You shall pay,&lt;br&gt;
With your blood&lt;br&gt;
No mercy from now on"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was yearning for my brushes&lt;br&gt;
For my Black Ink&lt;br&gt;
For colors I've never owned&lt;br&gt;
For imaginaries I wished to borrow&lt;br&gt;
From the scenes on the road&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Impossible"&lt;br&gt;
I only needed some colors I've never owned&lt;br&gt;
I only needed some frames&lt;br&gt;
To put my name beneath the wood&lt;br&gt;
Things I've never had&lt;br&gt;
Things I've never robbed&lt;br&gt;
I only admired what in my pocket&lt;br&gt;
That I've never had&lt;br&gt;
That I've never robbed&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But who to believe&lt;br&gt;
They didn't hear a single tear&lt;br&gt;
They made me pay with my life&lt;br&gt;
A ruined corpse on the ground&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The blackness of the sin&lt;br&gt;
The redness of the blood&lt;br&gt;
They painted all the divisions on the wall&lt;br&gt;
With my broken brushes&lt;br&gt;
With my dearest Black Ink&lt;br&gt;
With my Blood&lt;br&gt;
With my Blood&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/04/misleading-art-5895966/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I was passing those streets<br>
Shadows of misleading art were chasing me</p>
	<p>"Impossible"<br>
I was yearning for my brushes<br>
For my dearest only color<br>
My Black Ink<br>
But I was falling<br>
I was crawling</p>
	<p>Sneers I could hear<br>
They were yelling at me<br>
"You're an art thief"<br>
They threw chains around my throat<br>
Could I ever breath again..?</p>
	<p>They were shouting at me<br>
"You,<br>
The art thief,<br>
You shall pay,<br>
With your blood<br>
No mercy from now on"</p>
	<p>I was yearning for my brushes<br>
For my Black Ink<br>
For colors I've never owned<br>
For imaginaries I wished to borrow<br>
From the scenes on the road</p>
	<p>"Impossible"<br>
I only needed some colors I've never owned<br>
I only needed some frames<br>
To put my name beneath the wood<br>
Things I've never had<br>
Things I've never robbed<br>
I only admired what in my pocket<br>
That I've never had<br>
That I've never robbed</p>
	<p>But who to believe<br>
They didn't hear a single tear<br>
They made me pay with my life<br>
A ruined corpse on the ground</p>
	<p>The blackness of the sin<br>
The redness of the blood<br>
They painted all the divisions on the wall<br>
With my broken brushes<br>
With my dearest Black Ink<br>
With my Blood<br>
With my Blood</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/04/04/misleading-art-5895966/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/01/16/afraid-of-being-judged-5896074/"><default:title>Afraid of Being Judged</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/01/16/afraid-of-being-judged-5896074/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-01-16T13:10:31+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Yes I heard them&lt;br&gt;
When they called me a fool&lt;br&gt;
Mocking me behind my back&lt;br&gt;
Well, they judged me by my look&lt;br&gt;
How can I mind..?&lt;br&gt;
They never knew me though&lt;br&gt;
The real me is being sealed&lt;br&gt;
To those with no inner sight&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I've got used to this world&lt;br&gt;
This world full of judgements&lt;br&gt;
Wherever you go&lt;br&gt;
Whatever you do&lt;br&gt;
They give you rates&lt;br&gt;
They find you titles&lt;br&gt;
Give you ranks&lt;br&gt;
And put a mark on your face&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then the moment you catch their hands&lt;br&gt;
They wear a mask&lt;br&gt;
And hide their true identity&lt;br&gt;
Even though they can hardly hide&lt;br&gt;
That fear in their eyes&lt;br&gt;
But "Why" you may ask..?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Because they're afraid&lt;br&gt;
Afraid of being judged&lt;br&gt;
Afraid of being judged&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/01/16/afraid-of-being-judged-5896074/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Yes I heard them<br>
When they called me a fool<br>
Mocking me behind my back<br>
Well, they judged me by my look<br>
How can I mind..?<br>
They never knew me though<br>
The real me is being sealed<br>
To those with no inner sight</p>
	<p>I've got used to this world<br>
This world full of judgements<br>
Wherever you go<br>
Whatever you do<br>
They give you rates<br>
They find you titles<br>
Give you ranks<br>
And put a mark on your face</p>
	<p>Then the moment you catch their hands<br>
They wear a mask<br>
And hide their true identity<br>
Even though they can hardly hide<br>
That fear in their eyes<br>
But "Why" you may ask..?</p>
	<p>Because they're afraid<br>
Afraid of being judged<br>
Afraid of being judged</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2009/01/16/afraid-of-being-judged-5896074/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/20/still-not-5249757/"><default:title>Still Not..</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/20/still-not-5249757/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-12-20T13:19:22+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;"Still not good enough"&lt;br&gt;
I was told so&lt;br&gt;
The next time I try&lt;br&gt;
Is also the same into those eyes&lt;br&gt;
That I am useless to this life&lt;br&gt;
Maybe it's right that I am an error&lt;br&gt;
Should have never been here&lt;br&gt;
I am alone as ever&lt;br&gt;
Cold and shattered&lt;br&gt;
But there's something still hided there&lt;br&gt;
That I don't give up easily&lt;br&gt;
Cause I'm not the one to die kneeling&lt;br&gt;
Even with knowing this painful fact&lt;br&gt;
That it's a long time&lt;br&gt;
I'm resting in this coffin&lt;br&gt;
Cold and shattered&lt;br&gt;
Remembering I was told&lt;br&gt;
"Still not good enough"
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/20/still-not-5249757/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>"Still not good enough"<br>
I was told so<br>
The next time I try<br>
Is also the same into those eyes<br>
That I am useless to this life<br>
Maybe it's right that I am an error<br>
Should have never been here<br>
I am alone as ever<br>
Cold and shattered<br>
But there's something still hided there<br>
That I don't give up easily<br>
Cause I'm not the one to die kneeling<br>
Even with knowing this painful fact<br>
That it's a long time<br>
I'm resting in this coffin<br>
Cold and shattered<br>
Remembering I was told<br>
"Still not good enough"
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/20/still-not-5249757/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/05/when-i-leave-5169530/"><default:title>When I Leave..</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/05/when-i-leave-5169530/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-12-05T22:10:14+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;When I leave here&lt;br&gt;
You understand how lonely I was&lt;br&gt;
Unwanted footprints&lt;br&gt;
Cause I knew it the demon game&lt;br&gt;
But it wasn't my dignity to play it&lt;br&gt;
So with all the pain I carry&lt;br&gt;
I'm not the demon player&lt;br&gt;
My unwanted foorprints&lt;br&gt;
They remain there&lt;br&gt;
When I leave here&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/05/when-i-leave-5169530/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>When I leave here<br>
You understand how lonely I was<br>
Unwanted footprints<br>
Cause I knew it the demon game<br>
But it wasn't my dignity to play it<br>
So with all the pain I carry<br>
I'm not the demon player<br>
My unwanted foorprints<br>
They remain there<br>
When I leave here</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/12/05/when-i-leave-5169530/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/11/09/by-your-side-5005972/"><default:title>By Your Side</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/11/09/by-your-side-5005972/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-11-09T01:02:27+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;He knows the heart of each of us&lt;br&gt;
There's no way to hide..&lt;br&gt;
And he knows what he has given us&lt;br&gt;
Part of him&lt;br&gt;
What more beautiful than that..&lt;br&gt;
But sometimes we forget&lt;br&gt;
That he's always there&lt;br&gt;
Just ask for his kindness&lt;br&gt;
Ask for his care&lt;br&gt;
Ask for his love&lt;br&gt;
For his power above all&lt;br&gt;
And you find him&lt;br&gt;
So close&lt;br&gt;
That you would cry..&lt;br&gt;
Just call him with your heart..&lt;br&gt;
Your pure heart..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://th00.deviantart.com/fs4/300W/i/2004/241/7/7/Hope.jpg"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/11/09/by-your-side-5005972/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>He knows the heart of each of us<br>
There's no way to hide..<br>
And he knows what he has given us<br>
Part of him<br>
What more beautiful than that..<br>
But sometimes we forget<br>
That he's always there<br>
Just ask for his kindness<br>
Ask for his care<br>
Ask for his love<br>
For his power above all<br>
And you find him<br>
So close<br>
That you would cry..<br>
Just call him with your heart..<br>
Your pure heart..</p>
	<p><img src="http://th00.deviantart.com/fs4/300W/i/2004/241/7/7/Hope.jpg">
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/11/09/by-your-side-5005972/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/10/05/red-roses-4826014/"><default:title>Red Roses</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/10/05/red-roses-4826014/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-05T22:10:48+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Tonight&lt;br&gt;
Everything is prepared&lt;br&gt;
Chocolate&lt;br&gt;
Wine&lt;br&gt;
Red Roses&lt;br&gt;
There's no light but the fireplace&lt;br&gt;
I'm sitting on a rug&lt;br&gt;
Thinking of her&lt;br&gt;
If she's safe&lt;br&gt;
The one on her mind&lt;br&gt;
Close to her heart&lt;br&gt;
If she needs someone&lt;br&gt;
If she needs me&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm sitting here alone&lt;br&gt;
By the fire&lt;br&gt;
With not knowing the reason&lt;br&gt;
Why she would never come&lt;br&gt;
And I still love her&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;With tonight&lt;br&gt;
Everything is prepared&lt;br&gt;
Chocolate&lt;br&gt;
Wine&lt;br&gt;
And Red Roses&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://th85.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/307/8/d/Roses_by_gilesrsmith.jpg" alt="red roses" title="red roses"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/10/05/red-roses-4826014/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Tonight<br>
Everything is prepared<br>
Chocolate<br>
Wine<br>
Red Roses<br>
There's no light but the fireplace<br>
I'm sitting on a rug<br>
Thinking of her<br>
If she's safe<br>
The one on her mind<br>
Close to her heart<br>
If she needs someone<br>
If she needs me</p>
	<p>I'm sitting here alone<br>
By the fire<br>
With not knowing the reason<br>
Why she would never come<br>
And I still love her</p>
	<p>With tonight<br>
Everything is prepared<br>
Chocolate<br>
Wine<br>
And Red Roses</p>
	<p><img src="http://th85.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/307/8/d/Roses_by_gilesrsmith.jpg" alt="red roses" title="red roses">
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/10/05/red-roses-4826014/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/09/24/a-kiss-4774562/"><default:title>A Moment</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/09/24/a-kiss-4774562/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-09-24T19:00:22+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;
Today&lt;br&gt;
It was just today&lt;br&gt;
Under the sky&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;With a shadow beside&lt;br&gt;
Someone&lt;br&gt;
Who was shaded in the dark&lt;br&gt;
I was talking to&lt;br&gt;
Not a clear face&lt;br&gt;
But the eyes&lt;br&gt;
Those glowing eyes&lt;br&gt;
They were sharp and kind&lt;br&gt;
Gazing at me all the time&lt;br&gt;
Yes it was so dark&lt;br&gt;
But so peaceful and calm&lt;br&gt;
Under the sky&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I sang some little songs&lt;br&gt;
And he kept listening&lt;br&gt;
All the time&lt;br&gt;
So patient&lt;br&gt;
So warm&lt;br&gt;
He gazed and listened&lt;br&gt;
All the time&lt;br&gt;
Even when I was silent&lt;br&gt;
Silent and somehow shy&lt;br&gt;
But he gave smiles in return&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We lied on the ground&lt;br&gt;
Watching the stars&lt;br&gt;
We also made some little wishes&lt;br&gt;
Under the sky&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I could see the shape of his body&lt;br&gt;
In the shadows of the gleam lights&lt;br&gt;
The way he was watching the sky&lt;br&gt;
With those mysterious eyes&lt;br&gt;
And his vague smile&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was starred at him&lt;br&gt;
Like how you daze at a glow&lt;br&gt;
Like I was dreaming&lt;br&gt;
A beautiful scene&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;While I was dreaming&lt;br&gt;
I felt a cherrish breeze&lt;br&gt;
And also some warm breaths&lt;br&gt;
I could see the stream in the dark&lt;br&gt;
It was so close yet so calm&lt;br&gt;
While I had got too excited inside&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And a moment&lt;br&gt;
I felt a soft heat&lt;br&gt;
On my lips&lt;br&gt;
And a flow of warm thrills&lt;br&gt;
It had continued&lt;br&gt;
As his hands&lt;br&gt;
Approached my face&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My body was so warm&lt;br&gt;
Yet protected and safe&lt;br&gt;
And my eyes&lt;br&gt;
They were so excited&lt;br&gt;
Yet filled with tears&lt;br&gt;
Starring right through his eyes&lt;br&gt;
His glorious eyes&lt;br&gt;
Smiling at me&lt;br&gt;
With a flaming shine  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then I was embraced&lt;br&gt;
With his kindness&lt;br&gt;
His protecting arms&lt;br&gt;
His calm and steady side&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And shadows disapeared&lt;br&gt;
Little by little&lt;br&gt;
And I could see his face&lt;br&gt;
More clear&lt;br&gt;
And more pure&lt;br&gt;
Without no fear&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And it was him&lt;br&gt;
Just as I knew&lt;br&gt;
Graceful and kind&lt;br&gt;
Under the sky&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Under the sky&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/09/24/a-kiss-4774562/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>
Today<br>
It was just today<br>
Under the sky</p>
	<p>With a shadow beside<br>
Someone<br>
Who was shaded in the dark<br>
I was talking to<br>
Not a clear face<br>
But the eyes<br>
Those glowing eyes<br>
They were sharp and kind<br>
Gazing at me all the time<br>
Yes it was so dark<br>
But so peaceful and calm<br>
Under the sky</p>
	<p>And I sang some little songs<br>
And he kept listening<br>
All the time<br>
So patient<br>
So warm<br>
He gazed and listened<br>
All the time<br>
Even when I was silent<br>
Silent and somehow shy<br>
But he gave smiles in return</p>
	<p>We lied on the ground<br>
Watching the stars<br>
We also made some little wishes<br>
Under the sky</p>
	<p>I could see the shape of his body<br>
In the shadows of the gleam lights<br>
The way he was watching the sky<br>
With those mysterious eyes<br>
And his vague smile</p>
	<p>I was starred at him<br>
Like how you daze at a glow<br>
Like I was dreaming<br>
A beautiful scene</p>
	<p>While I was dreaming<br>
I felt a cherrish breeze<br>
And also some warm breaths<br>
I could see the stream in the dark<br>
It was so close yet so calm<br>
While I had got too excited inside</p>
	<p>And a moment<br>
I felt a soft heat<br>
On my lips<br>
And a flow of warm thrills<br>
It had continued<br>
As his hands<br>
Approached my face</p>
	<p>My body was so warm<br>
Yet protected and safe<br>
And my eyes<br>
They were so excited<br>
Yet filled with tears<br>
Starring right through his eyes<br>
His glorious eyes<br>
Smiling at me<br>
With a flaming shine  </p>
	<p>And then I was embraced<br>
With his kindness<br>
His protecting arms<br>
His calm and steady side</p>
	<p>And shadows disapeared<br>
Little by little<br>
And I could see his face<br>
More clear<br>
And more pure<br>
Without no fear</p>
	<p>And it was him<br>
Just as I knew<br>
Graceful and kind<br>
Under the sky</p>
	<p>Under the sky</p>
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I feel all the way&lt;br&gt;
All the way&lt;br&gt;
To a painful aloneness&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's fall again&lt;br&gt;
Do you see the leaves?&lt;br&gt;
Do you see them falling?&lt;br&gt;
The wind blows tough&lt;br&gt;
And the thunder&lt;br&gt;
It's raining&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ah it's cold&lt;br&gt;
Where are you?&lt;br&gt;
I'm calling you&lt;br&gt;
Can't you hear?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My hands&lt;br&gt;
They are reached for you&lt;br&gt;
Can't you see?&lt;br&gt;
Where are you?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ah my heart&lt;br&gt;
It's weak&lt;br&gt;
It's thirsty&lt;br&gt;
To be embraced&lt;br&gt;
To be loved&lt;br&gt;
Can't you see?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Look through my eyes&lt;br&gt;
Have they ever lied to you?&lt;br&gt;
Can't you just not hide?&lt;br&gt;
Can't you just not deny?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Please understand&lt;br&gt;
It's you&lt;br&gt;
And only you&lt;br&gt;
Who is needed&lt;br&gt;
Who is called&lt;br&gt;
All the way&lt;br&gt;
Through the pain&lt;br&gt;
Through the joy&lt;br&gt;
For your side&lt;br&gt;
For your care&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But tell me&lt;br&gt;
Just tell me&lt;br&gt;
Where are you?&lt;br&gt;
Where are you? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ah it's cold&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc25.deviantart.com/fs12/i/2006/306/5/3/Let_Rain_Fall____by_yangli.jpg" alt="Rain" title="Rain"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/09/24/aloneness-4774474/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Aloneness<br>
I feel all the way<br>
All the way<br>
To a painful aloneness</p>
	<p>It's fall again<br>
Do you see the leaves?<br>
Do you see them falling?<br>
The wind blows tough<br>
And the thunder<br>
It's raining</p>
	<p>Ah it's cold<br>
Where are you?<br>
I'm calling you<br>
Can't you hear?</p>
	<p>My hands<br>
They are reached for you<br>
Can't you see?<br>
Where are you?</p>
	<p>Ah my heart<br>
It's weak<br>
It's thirsty<br>
To be embraced<br>
To be loved<br>
Can't you see?</p>
	<p>Look through my eyes<br>
Have they ever lied to you?<br>
Can't you just not hide?<br>
Can't you just not deny?</p>
	<p>Please understand<br>
It's you<br>
And only you<br>
Who is needed<br>
Who is called<br>
All the way<br>
Through the pain<br>
Through the joy<br>
For your side<br>
For your care</p>
	<p>But tell me<br>
Just tell me<br>
Where are you?<br>
Where are you? </p>
	<p>Ah it's cold</p>
	<p><img src="http://fc25.deviantart.com/fs12/i/2006/306/5/3/Let_Rain_Fall____by_yangli.jpg" alt="Rain" title="Rain"></p>
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They bloom with the dawn&lt;br&gt;
And they start to smile&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Little blossoms&lt;br&gt;
They look around&lt;br&gt;
At the sun&lt;br&gt;
With the clouds&lt;br&gt;
In the sky&lt;br&gt;
They look around&lt;br&gt;
At the ground&lt;br&gt;
To the grasses&lt;br&gt;
Hard stones&lt;br&gt;
Or when it rains&lt;br&gt;
Just with the smile&lt;br&gt;
On their face&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Little blossoms&lt;br&gt;
They know about time&lt;br&gt;
About life that passes by&lt;br&gt;
So they laugh&lt;br&gt;
They love&lt;br&gt;
From the bottom of their little heart&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They know there's no time to hurt&lt;br&gt;
Or to greediness, to hate&lt;br&gt;
No time to make fun of others&lt;br&gt;
Or to laugh at them&lt;br&gt;
Or to make them live in pain&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Little blossoms&lt;br&gt;
It's only&lt;br&gt;
Love&lt;br&gt;
Peace&lt;br&gt;
And faith&lt;br&gt;
what they've tried&lt;br&gt;
Befor they fly away&lt;br&gt;
And leave with the next dawn&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This is the reason&lt;br&gt;
They're beautiful&lt;br&gt;
They're innocent&lt;br&gt;
They're eternal in your mind&lt;br&gt;
They make you peaceful and happy&lt;br&gt;
And you like to watch them&lt;br&gt;
Time by time&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yes, they are beautiful&lt;br&gt;
They are beautiful&lt;br&gt;
Little blossoms&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs29/300W/i/2008/072/c/4/Blossom_by_JoOost.jpg" alt="Blossom" title="Blossom"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/09/21/little-blossoms-4759629/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Little blossoms<br>
They bloom with the dawn<br>
And they start to smile</p>
	<p>Little blossoms<br>
They look around<br>
At the sun<br>
With the clouds<br>
In the sky<br>
They look around<br>
At the ground<br>
To the grasses<br>
Hard stones<br>
Or when it rains<br>
Just with the smile<br>
On their face</p>
	<p>Little blossoms<br>
They know about time<br>
About life that passes by<br>
So they laugh<br>
They love<br>
From the bottom of their little heart</p>
	<p>They know there's no time to hurt<br>
Or to greediness, to hate<br>
No time to make fun of others<br>
Or to laugh at them<br>
Or to make them live in pain</p>
	<p>Little blossoms<br>
It's only<br>
Love<br>
Peace<br>
And faith<br>
what they've tried<br>
Befor they fly away<br>
And leave with the next dawn</p>
	<p>This is the reason<br>
They're beautiful<br>
They're innocent<br>
They're eternal in your mind<br>
They make you peaceful and happy<br>
And you like to watch them<br>
Time by time</p>
	<p>Yes, they are beautiful<br>
They are beautiful<br>
Little blossoms</p>
	<p><img src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs29/300W/i/2008/072/c/4/Blossom_by_JoOost.jpg" alt="Blossom" title="Blossom"></p>
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Just let it be&lt;br&gt;
If life is tough&lt;br&gt;
Just let it be&lt;br&gt;
If I am lost&lt;br&gt;
Just let it be&lt;br&gt;
I have no complains my friend&lt;br&gt;
I'm just a little tired&lt;br&gt;
Maybe tomorrow I breath again&lt;br&gt;
And maybe not&lt;br&gt;
But you should remember&lt;br&gt;
Just to let it be&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs29/300W/i/2008/157/2/d/if_there_is_a_place____by_papillonelfique.jpg" alt="Hide" title="Hide"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/08/17/let-it-be-4599687/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>If breathing is hard<br>
Just let it be<br>
If life is tough<br>
Just let it be<br>
If I am lost<br>
Just let it be<br>
I have no complains my friend<br>
I'm just a little tired<br>
Maybe tomorrow I breath again<br>
And maybe not<br>
But you should remember<br>
Just to let it be</p>
	<p><img src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs29/300W/i/2008/157/2/d/if_there_is_a_place____by_papillonelfique.jpg" alt="Hide" title="Hide"></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/08/17/let-it-be-4599687/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/08/09/title-4563668/"><default:title>Spirit</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/08/09/title-4563668/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-08-09T14:55:24+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I am wild&lt;br&gt;
I am free&lt;br&gt;
This is my spirit&lt;br&gt;
I follow it&lt;br&gt;
I follow my spirit&lt;br&gt;
Wherever it takes me&lt;br&gt;
Near the sea&lt;br&gt;
Over the mountains&lt;br&gt;
Up to the hills&lt;br&gt;
Through the fields&lt;br&gt;
I run&lt;br&gt;
And I become as one&lt;br&gt;
With the wind&lt;br&gt;
I say hello to the sun&lt;br&gt;
And I sing along&lt;br&gt;
With little birds&lt;br&gt;
And when I get tired&lt;br&gt;
I watch the sunset&lt;br&gt;
Or&lt;br&gt;
I look to the sky&lt;br&gt;
Watch the stars&lt;br&gt;
In the morning&lt;br&gt;
I wake up at peace&lt;br&gt;
With the dawn&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You can not tame me&lt;br&gt;
You can not fool me&lt;br&gt;
I can hit you hard&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But if your kindness&lt;br&gt;
If your spirit&lt;br&gt;
Touches mine&lt;br&gt;
If I found&lt;br&gt;
That great worth in your heart &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then you overcome&lt;br&gt;
You can depend on me&lt;br&gt;
You can trust&lt;br&gt;
You can even make me run&lt;br&gt;
Run along with you&lt;br&gt;
Anywhere&lt;br&gt;
Anytime&lt;br&gt;
Our spirit&lt;br&gt;
Leads us to the beautiful sky&lt;br&gt;
Where no one can reach us&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This is the spirit of a horse&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/NYG/30804~Spirit-Horse-Posters.jpg" alt="horse" title="horse"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/08/09/title-4563668/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I am wild<br>
I am free<br>
This is my spirit<br>
I follow it<br>
I follow my spirit<br>
Wherever it takes me<br>
Near the sea<br>
Over the mountains<br>
Up to the hills<br>
Through the fields<br>
I run<br>
And I become as one<br>
With the wind<br>
I say hello to the sun<br>
And I sing along<br>
With little birds<br>
And when I get tired<br>
I watch the sunset<br>
Or<br>
I look to the sky<br>
Watch the stars<br>
In the morning<br>
I wake up at peace<br>
With the dawn</p>
	<p>You can not tame me<br>
You can not fool me<br>
I can hit you hard</p>
	<p>But if your kindness<br>
If your spirit<br>
Touches mine<br>
If I found<br>
That great worth in your heart </p>
	<p>Then you overcome<br>
You can depend on me<br>
You can trust<br>
You can even make me run<br>
Run along with you<br>
Anywhere<br>
Anytime<br>
Our spirit<br>
Leads us to the beautiful sky<br>
Where no one can reach us</p>
	<p>This is the spirit of a horse</p>
	<p><img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/NYG/30804~Spirit-Horse-Posters.jpg" alt="horse" title="horse"></p>
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You have put me through my pains&lt;br&gt;
Oh God&lt;br&gt;
Oh God&lt;br&gt;
It's painful&lt;br&gt;
It's cold&lt;br&gt;
It's cruel&lt;br&gt;
You didn't leave my side&lt;br&gt;
You didn't&lt;br&gt;
Did you?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's hard not to cry&lt;br&gt;
When all I have is silence&lt;br&gt;
It's painful&lt;br&gt;
And I wanna scream&lt;br&gt;
I wanna shout my pains&lt;br&gt;
But silence&lt;br&gt;
All I have is silence&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Pains make you understand more&lt;br&gt;
It is true&lt;br&gt;
I can tell&lt;br&gt;
But God&lt;br&gt;
Understanding is painful&lt;br&gt;
What if I don't want to&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My hands&lt;br&gt;
My hands are cold&lt;br&gt;
And I'm shivering&lt;br&gt;
I'm shivering all alone&lt;br&gt;
Oh God take me to your kindness&lt;br&gt;
Take me to your warmth&lt;br&gt;
You didn't leave my side&lt;br&gt;
You didn't&lt;br&gt;
Did you?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My mind is empty&lt;br&gt;
But my heart&lt;br&gt;
My heart is full&lt;br&gt;
Full of hurt&lt;br&gt;
Oh I hear it crying&lt;br&gt;
Crying so sad&lt;br&gt;
My fragile heart&lt;br&gt;
Is broken&lt;br&gt;
Is alone&lt;br&gt;
Is scared&lt;br&gt;
And my soul&lt;br&gt;
My soul is tired&lt;br&gt;
And my body&lt;br&gt;
Get so sad&lt;br&gt;
Get so weak&lt;br&gt;
To carry my exhausted soul&lt;br&gt;
Oh God &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The truth&lt;br&gt;
It says life can be cruel&lt;br&gt;
I can tell&lt;br&gt;
The truth&lt;br&gt;
It says life can be kind&lt;br&gt;
I can tell&lt;br&gt;
But It's so hard to cope&lt;br&gt;
In this gloomy night&lt;br&gt;
And all alone&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh God&lt;br&gt;
You who paint love&lt;br&gt;
Through our hearts&lt;br&gt;
You who make them fly&lt;br&gt;
Like butterflies&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Please&lt;br&gt;
Let them fly together&lt;br&gt;
Fly together&lt;br&gt;
Don't make them apart&lt;br&gt;
Don't make them apart&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh God&lt;br&gt;
Oh God&lt;br&gt;
You're the Truth,&lt;br&gt;
All above&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You're the Light,&lt;br&gt;
Make everything visible&lt;br&gt;
Make everything alive&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You're my only Hope&lt;br&gt;
My only Faith&lt;br&gt;
Take my hands&lt;br&gt;
My hands&lt;br&gt;
Oh they're so cold&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh God&lt;br&gt;
You are wonderful&lt;br&gt;
So beautiful&lt;br&gt;
So soft&lt;br&gt;
Take my hands&lt;br&gt;
Take my hands&lt;br&gt;
They're so cold&lt;br&gt;
So cold&lt;br&gt;
Oh God&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/BEN/AB20633~Lonely-Bench-Posters.jpg" alt="Loneliness" title="Loneliness"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/07/23/pains-4490411/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>My pains<br>
You have put me through my pains<br>
Oh God<br>
Oh God<br>
It's painful<br>
It's cold<br>
It's cruel<br>
You didn't leave my side<br>
You didn't<br>
Did you?</p>
	<p>It's hard not to cry<br>
When all I have is silence<br>
It's painful<br>
And I wanna scream<br>
I wanna shout my pains<br>
But silence<br>
All I have is silence</p>
	<p>Pains make you understand more<br>
It is true<br>
I can tell<br>
But God<br>
Understanding is painful<br>
What if I don't want to</p>
	<p>My hands<br>
My hands are cold<br>
And I'm shivering<br>
I'm shivering all alone<br>
Oh God take me to your kindness<br>
Take me to your warmth<br>
You didn't leave my side<br>
You didn't<br>
Did you?</p>
	<p>My mind is empty<br>
But my heart<br>
My heart is full<br>
Full of hurt<br>
Oh I hear it crying<br>
Crying so sad<br>
My fragile heart<br>
Is broken<br>
Is alone<br>
Is scared<br>
And my soul<br>
My soul is tired<br>
And my body<br>
Get so sad<br>
Get so weak<br>
To carry my exhausted soul<br>
Oh God </p>
	<p>The truth<br>
It says life can be cruel<br>
I can tell<br>
The truth<br>
It says life can be kind<br>
I can tell<br>
But It's so hard to cope<br>
In this gloomy night<br>
And all alone</p>
	<p>Oh God<br>
You who paint love<br>
Through our hearts<br>
You who make them fly<br>
Like butterflies</p>
	<p>Please<br>
Let them fly together<br>
Fly together<br>
Don't make them apart<br>
Don't make them apart</p>
	<p>Oh God<br>
Oh God<br>
You're the Truth,<br>
All above</p>
	<p>You're the Light,<br>
Make everything visible<br>
Make everything alive</p>
	<p>You're my only Hope<br>
My only Faith<br>
Take my hands<br>
My hands<br>
Oh they're so cold</p>
	<p>Oh God<br>
You are wonderful<br>
So beautiful<br>
So soft<br>
Take my hands<br>
Take my hands<br>
They're so cold<br>
So cold<br>
Oh God</p>
	<p><img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/BEN/AB20633~Lonely-Bench-Posters.jpg" alt="Loneliness" title="Loneliness"></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/07/23/pains-4490411/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/06/22/title-4346737/"><default:title>Hope</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/06/22/title-4346737/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-06-22T11:21:49+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;To have hope...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You make me believe&lt;br&gt;
To have hope...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now I wanna say&lt;br&gt;
I believe you...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs12/300W/i/2007/069/4/d/butterfly_01_by_negromante.jpg" alt="Butterfly" title="Butterfly"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/06/22/title-4346737/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>To have hope...</p>
	<p>You make me believe<br>
To have hope...</p>
	<p>Now I wanna say<br>
I believe you...</p>
	<p><img src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs12/300W/i/2007/069/4/d/butterfly_01_by_negromante.jpg" alt="Butterfly" title="Butterfly"></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/06/22/title-4346737/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/04/06/hang-on-4004337/"><default:title>Hang On...</default:title><default:link>http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/04/06/hang-on-4004337/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-04-06T19:36:47+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Sometimes when you look behind&lt;br&gt;
when you look at all you've been through&lt;br&gt;
you can't clearly recognize things&lt;br&gt;
or maybe you don't want to&lt;br&gt;
but it's still remaining there&lt;br&gt;
as even though with time passing by&lt;br&gt;
you can't throw it away...&lt;br&gt;
So give it up&lt;br&gt;
and look through the sky&lt;br&gt;
where the sun is smiling at flowers&lt;br&gt;
and somehow smiling at you...&lt;br&gt;
Just hang on... &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.bamboostudios.com/wp-content/uploads/silence_peace.jpg" alt="silence" title="silence"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2008/04/06/hang-on-4004337/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Sometimes when you look behind<br>
when you look at all you've been through<br>
you can't clearly recognize things<br>
or maybe you don't want to<br>
but it's still remaining there<br>
as even though with time passing by<br>
you can't throw it away...<br>
So give it up<br>
and look through the sky<br>
where the sun is smiling at flowers<br>
and somehow smiling at you...<br>
Just hang on... </p>
	<p> <img src="http://www.bamboostudios.com/wp-content/uploads/silence_peace.jpg" alt="silence" title="silence"></p>
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Come to take me away..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then even the wind can't chase us..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And the sun will adore what we have&lt;br&gt;
As it burns immortality..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There's no space and no time between us..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just trust and jump&lt;br&gt;
You know that you will fly...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/AKYPOD/c0200001008~Lovers-at-Chi-Tou-Posters.jpg" alt="love" title="love "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2007/08/09/fly-4563640/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Just how the waves hug the shore<br>
Come to take me away..</p>
	<p>Then even the wind can't chase us..</p>
	<p>And the sun will adore what we have<br>
As it burns immortality..</p>
	<p>There's no space and no time between us..</p>
	<p>Just trust and jump<br>
You know that you will fly...</p>
	<p><img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/AKYPOD/c0200001008~Lovers-at-Chi-Tou-Posters.jpg" alt="love" title="love "></p>
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://shore-sunrise.blog.co.uk/2007/07/13/title~2630935/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><em>a stranger passed your way, and you never noticed that it was the one ...</em>
</p>
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