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		<title>Dust of Stars.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 06:59:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Black velvet cloak
Thrown over the skies
Diamonds, like stars
Strung on crystal string
Luminous, glowing moon
A deep orange now
Smiles on them
Among scattered star dust
And then quietly
Perfumed wrist to lips
“Still, beating heart
The stars are still asleep.”
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		<title>And me.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 09:30:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I sit here in a room in school, filled with strangers.
Two groups of graduate students, discussing their presentation.
I know only one girl, she turned to look at me, but I was too late to catch her eye.
The week has been a whirlwind of things and such.
I didn&#8217;t really realise how deep the emotions ran,
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		<title>Star Crossed.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2007 19:03:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie,
And young affection gapes to be his heir;
That fair for which love groan&#8217;d for and would die,
With tender Juliet match&#8217;d, is now not fair.
Now Romeo is beloved and loves again,
Alike betwitched by the charm of looks,
But to his foe supposed he must complain,
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		<title>I carry your heart.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jul 2007 15:04:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t believe I have not read the poems of E.E Cummings before. What a terrible waste of all those years.
Fell in love with this instantly.
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in 
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
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		<title>Song of Solomon</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/07/03/song-of-solomon/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 12:21:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I came across a few lines on a film today, and I did a quick research. The beautiful verses I heard belonged to what is widely accepted as a book of the Hewbrew Bible. It has since been through various intepretations, like all texts and literature, being read as an allegory of God&#8217;s love for [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=highpriestess.wordpress.com&blog=116039&post=381&subd=highpriestess&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Our Song</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/06/26/our-song/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 14:21:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The music flowing through my earphones and into my heart and being brings me to a world.
A world where only you and I exist.
Where you hold me by my waist, and swing me around.
Where I laugh, with my hair blowing madly in the wind, my head eventually landing on your chest.
Where I close my eyes, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=highpriestess.wordpress.com&blog=116039&post=379&subd=highpriestess&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Lay me down, Take me whole.</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/06/25/lay-me-down-take-me-whole/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 13:15:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Through the course of our lives, through the daily grind, we come across a few songs that sink into our souls. They hit something and want you to believe in unconditional love. The ideal love. Most of the time, it is songs in Tamil, my mother tongue, that do me in. I will shamefully admit [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=highpriestess.wordpress.com&blog=116039&post=377&subd=highpriestess&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Arranged Marriages.</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/06/18/arranged-marriages/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 15:27:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yes, I&#8217;ll marry you.
I know your name. I know your face.
But not intimately.
We have spoken- bits and pieces of casual conversation, laced with mild anxiety and excitement.
We have spent our lives apart. I do not know your friends. And you do not know mine.
I do not know your family. Except for random information like their [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=highpriestess.wordpress.com&blog=116039&post=375&subd=highpriestess&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Come Undone</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/06/14/come-undone/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2007 16:41:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Come Undone&#8221;

Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin
I&#8217;ve been waiting for you
Signed, with a home tattoo,
Happy birthday to you was created for you 
Can&#8217;t ever keep from falling apart
At the seams
Can&#8217;t I believe you&#8217;re taking my heart
To pieces 
Oh, it&#8217;ll take a little time,
Might take a little crime
To come undone now
We&#8217;ll try to stay blind
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		<title>Little Dark World.</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/05/11/little-dark-world/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 16:00:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The world is a dark place.
Every single person seems to hold a dark secret in the depths of their being.
But there are some things are far worse that secrets.
People who do strange things. Shameful things. Knowingly.
Some things in the world that we believe happen only on film.
But they pretend.
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		<title>Him.</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/03/31/him/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 19:08:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You are everything I&#8217;ve prayed for
Everything I&#8217;ve wanted
Everything I&#8217;ve craved for
Everything that had been granted.
Yet, you are everything I detested
Everything I&#8217;ve avoided
Everything I&#8217;ve cried about
And everything I&#8217;ve debated.
But you are still everything I&#8217;ve prayed for
Everything I longed to love
Then why are you everything that tears me down
And everything I&#8217;ve hated?
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		<title>Troubled Waters.</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/03/27/troubled-waters/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 15:44:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The dangerous lies start to simmer
Below the glassy waters
Will ignorance prevail
Or will the signs finally be heeded?
What should one think about
Those who fell hard for all those tales
Foolish behaviour or plain ignorance?
Your own names marred now.
Take heed, be warned
For trouble brews ahead
There is nothing left to say
Except &#8211; Watch. Very. Carefully.
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		<title>Enveloped. Breathless.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Feb 2007 13:26:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ever had the feeling of being wound up too tight?
Like a gust of air around you
Rapidly morphing into tight binded rope
That winds round, and round your entire being
Your heart is stiff
Your soul still
Your mind battling- raging against thoughts and thoughts and thoughts
That invisible rope, burning and stinging
With your every move of resistance
Every breath of dissent
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		<title>Mr. Fortune Teller</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/02/11/mr-fortune-teller/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 14:22:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hello Mr. Fortune Teller.
I&#8217;m here because I&#8217;m not happy.
Tell me everything that I will be, I will see.
Otherwise, what use is your crystal ball?
It&#8217;s gleaming and smiling at me.
Good day my dear girl.
What&#8217;s the use if I told you all?
Yes, you&#8217;ll save that much of heartache,
and that much of pain.
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		<title>On Repeat.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Feb 2007 11:56:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is something going on.
I stand frozen in time, people passing by, a blur,
and with feet rooted to the ground,
I watch the unfolding of lives,
unfolding exactly the way mine was supposed to,
right about this time.
 Not sure if I can do this anymore.
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		<title>Magic You.</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/02/07/magic-you/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 16:03:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She sat and watched his fingers, floating against the black and white, each note a sparkle, each pause, a time to catch her breath.
With her between his arms, his fingers on the ivory keys, he smiled at her quiet amazement, and softly kissed her head.
Her fingers reached out to touch his, nimbly skipping along the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=highpriestess.wordpress.com&blog=116039&post=196&subd=highpriestess&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Misplaced Arrows.</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/02/04/misplaced-arrows/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 14:57:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Communication breakdown.
With the most important person of her life.
The signboards slip and let loose,
dangerously hanging on their rusty hinges.
At the crossroads, standing there alone.
Wondering which arrow,
Points where,
That is true.
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		<title>Time Machine.</title>
		<link>http://highpriestess.wordpress.com/2007/02/03/time-machine/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 19:57:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wish I had the key.
A golden key, that winds back time.
The delicate clockwork, that will stop with a click
And then slowly tick back.
I will watch, with quiet amazement
The past year of my life
Images of love and pain, laughter and tears
Of dark clouds and stinging memories
There will be doors that close and open
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		<title>Madness.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 14:29:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The point in my life:
&#8221; &#8216;Madness is the inability to communicate your ideas. It&#8217;s as if you were in a foreign country, able to see and understand everything that&#8217;s going on around you, but incapable of explaining what you need to know or of being helped, because you don&#8217;t understand the language they speak there.&#8217;
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		<title>Just Because.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 06:05:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes you do certain things that need no reason.
It could be a sudden smile, a little giggle.
It could be the time when your heart broke,
the dams of your eyes released,
and you can&#8217;t stop crying, you can&#8217;t stop sobbing deeply from your heart,
and you hear little pained groans from yourself.
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