<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744</id><updated>2012-02-17T05:21:06.676+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day A new life</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the poems of a new man diffrent idea of life 
                   The new KFH King</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-6660340016350166197</id><published>2007-12-10T22:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:09:56.252+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my new blog is at&lt;br /&gt;http://kfhsmind.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;please have a look and enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-6660340016350166197?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6660340016350166197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=6660340016350166197&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/6660340016350166197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/6660340016350166197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-new-blog-is-at-httpkfhsmind.html' title=''/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-1941396387311698328</id><published>2007-07-31T15:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:28:34.646+03:00</updated><title type='text'>when angels meet evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;if Angel eyes fall upon evil eyes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;and the eyes of evil look upon floor&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;and his will is broken and he can't look back &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;the evil curse on his soul has been broken by love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;in his soul starts to heal even though evil is still in control&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;and as he raises his head and looks at this Angel&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;tears flow down his face for sorrow of his deeds of the past&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;with fury and rage he will destroy this place which his mine rests&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;a feeling of being disturbed and unrest works out to violence&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;but love forbids him to hurt a soul bled inflicts pain to himself&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;and sees Angel looks and feeling through her eyes and he stops&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;it cools down and sits down and finds a place of peace&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;in the last breath of evil leaves his chest&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;to this man of once evil becomes weak to this power&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;the power so strong that evil itself was scared&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;love this man in love is in the its place of control&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;"this angel" he cries "my love to you has made me weak&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;But it's you who may me want to be a better being&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;And I thank you oh sweet lovely soul"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;and the angel nods her head and smiles with the flare&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;"and what you must do, his wait" she replies with a voice of singing birds&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;And he sits waiting and watching every one flyaway&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;even though it was only here he felt a long&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed;"&gt;and he dreams of future days where the angel returns&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-1941396387311698328?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1941396387311698328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=1941396387311698328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/1941396387311698328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/1941396387311698328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-angels-meet-evil.html' title='when angels meet evil'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-4852723594376668838</id><published>2007-07-27T00:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T01:02:36.037+03:00</updated><title type='text'>true face, angels of hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if in death i will find peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;all given to fate's wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and sit to wait to find peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as the wind passes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a chill goes down my spine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is it you angel of death &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i have been waiting for this day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in my past i have been visited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;by another angel, the angel love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and she tricked me into love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what seems like happiness but was not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it hurt me and caused me pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i became weak and fell to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that was a dream of happiness that felt good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then i woke and recognized the nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and as i looked up at that angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;she laughed at me and mocked my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i left me alone to find my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so i called you and asks for your peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and here you are once again another angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a liar, a jester, a con, just left in our face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;such a daemon that has been given the wrong name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;because we are just humans with limited brains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that you can lie and con and get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if you will not help me find my peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i shall make my life goal to show to wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and that to a face you hide so well away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gives me peace or go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for you shall be the first to feel what you made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a beginning that is empty and filled with hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and until there is no more hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left; direction: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;fighting angels shall be my chosen fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-4852723594376668838?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4852723594376668838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=4852723594376668838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/4852723594376668838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/4852723594376668838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/07/true-face-angels-of-hate.html' title='true face, angels of hate'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-6448720998615472821</id><published>2007-07-19T17:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T17:39:26.316+03:00</updated><title type='text'>a cry of truth</title><content type='html'>if i live i cry, but if i die i will lose&lt;br /&gt;crying, lose, it all the same&lt;br /&gt;lost and confused about fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obstacles&lt;/span&gt; fill my way&lt;br /&gt;for every brick wall i brake&lt;br /&gt;another one is not to far away&lt;br /&gt;no rest in this place&lt;br /&gt;all i want is a brake&lt;br /&gt;crave for happiness that is so far away&lt;br /&gt;days come and nights go&lt;br /&gt;and the pain does not fade&lt;br /&gt;a sound that's in the air&lt;br /&gt;is a song of happiness&lt;br /&gt;that tells a story which i hate&lt;br /&gt;an angel here but is so far away&lt;br /&gt;and my soul is empty&lt;br /&gt;and my heart still bets&lt;br /&gt;and does not stop at this time&lt;br /&gt;no matter how i try&lt;br /&gt;my mind does not stop and sleep&lt;br /&gt;and sleep lost its worth&lt;br /&gt;days so long and night longer&lt;br /&gt;with only day dreams of lost hope&lt;br /&gt;and my blood is red and filled with hate&lt;br /&gt;and spill it shall flow all away&lt;br /&gt;until there's nothing left&lt;br /&gt;and i become an empty shell&lt;br /&gt;at the shore of the ocean of pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-6448720998615472821?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6448720998615472821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=6448720998615472821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/6448720998615472821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/6448720998615472821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/07/cry-of-truth.html' title='a cry of truth'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-2312120631584627907</id><published>2007-07-18T15:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T17:23:44.013+03:00</updated><title type='text'>count down</title><content type='html'>hands shaking, heave breathing, nicotine craving&lt;br /&gt;nerves sending singles to my mind making it work over time&lt;br /&gt;doubt and worry of whats unknown&lt;br /&gt;no concentration at all no piece of thought&lt;br /&gt;vary time consuming, no way of running&lt;br /&gt;energy depletion, sitting thinking alone&lt;br /&gt;sleep deprived from non-stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;coffee the only thing that keeping me alive&lt;br /&gt;can't eat and feeling like i can't breath&lt;br /&gt;giving up the fight the unrested mind&lt;br /&gt;giving into this place of my mind&lt;br /&gt;feeling bad but not depressed just unrest&lt;br /&gt;all the different kinds of questions at thing time&lt;br /&gt;predicting a future, preparing my self at this time&lt;br /&gt;hopeful for peace within my mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-2312120631584627907?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2312120631584627907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=2312120631584627907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/2312120631584627907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/2312120631584627907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/07/count-down.html' title='count down'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-581115889387741941</id><published>2007-07-13T01:28:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T15:58:08.754+03:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamless</title><content type='html'>a man can only dream of what he does not have and desires&lt;br /&gt;and only when he feels it close and with in his grasp he will stop&lt;br /&gt;and i have had dreams for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thousand&lt;/span&gt; and one nights&lt;br /&gt;the same thing the same way as in real life, not change&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thousand &lt;/span&gt;dreams at night where i felt so great and i slept&lt;br /&gt;so perfect, so sweet, an angel from heaven for man to wish for&lt;br /&gt;but i dream no more for love for you're in sight&lt;br /&gt;i seek no more i now its right&lt;br /&gt;i want no more just you at my side&lt;br /&gt;one world, one place, one truth, and there is only one you&lt;br /&gt;so rare and nothing shines so bright&lt;br /&gt;i only hope you can accept me for what i am&lt;br /&gt;but dreams come true and you are Prof&lt;br /&gt;sorry for what i do but is not right but&lt;br /&gt;just looking at you makes me feel like becoming a better person&lt;br /&gt;because you are so perfect and i am but just a human&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-581115889387741941?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-6603001972230690475</id><published>2007-05-31T19:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:54:39.890+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the first angel's walk of the clouds</title><content type='html'>an empty place no one around not even a sound&lt;br /&gt;walking alone praying to god for a chance&lt;br /&gt;and my angel appears in front of me&lt;br /&gt;my nerves are shocked and i can barely stand&lt;br /&gt;i open my mouth and say what i can&lt;br /&gt;a moment feels like my life time that pass by&lt;br /&gt;and an angel looks into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and the smallest word comes out that bundles my mind&lt;br /&gt;nerves high but calm and time goes by and i feel like if I'm flying&lt;br /&gt;every word rings in my mind every movement makes me think&lt;br /&gt;the angel hides the truth and her feelings&lt;br /&gt;she knows why and i feel that she likes the idea&lt;br /&gt;the angel is shocked as much as i&lt;br /&gt;my angel unable to continue and the guardian that by her side&lt;br /&gt;the gardian say what my angel can not saybecause&lt;br /&gt;its not what she believes and she feels a different way&lt;br /&gt;she looks at me and can't speak and looks away and&lt;br /&gt;says what she says and i look and i look and i cant believe&lt;br /&gt;that i am finally here i broke the silence&lt;br /&gt;and my curse of sleepless nights and hope&lt;br /&gt;for forsaken dreams to fade away a true&lt;br /&gt;flower of the desert that i have gained the small&lt;br /&gt;of achievement and i am finally so happy&lt;br /&gt;and i thank my lord and kneel to him for&lt;br /&gt;helping me reach, and becoming a knight and meeting my queen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-6603001972230690475?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-1408654212680956524</id><published>2007-05-30T16:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T17:13:54.571+03:00</updated><title type='text'>passion of love</title><content type='html'>oh Palestine the land of our hopes&lt;br /&gt;i cry out for you, and we all give you our love&lt;br /&gt;the blood of our martyrs on your soil&lt;br /&gt;i ask for your ability to wait for your freedom&lt;br /&gt;our blood runs free and murders have control&lt;br /&gt;the wounds of our martyrs release blood around this corps&lt;br /&gt;but that blood is spilled for you Palestine, its only&lt;br /&gt;what little we can give for our true love is in our souls&lt;br /&gt;i beg you to wait for all we have is you&lt;br /&gt;our land, our hope, our free blood that flows&lt;br /&gt;we have lost another to you, but i shall not&lt;br /&gt;not be angered by his death but i live with pride&lt;br /&gt;for another martyr has died for you&lt;br /&gt;take my soul if you please if thats what you need&lt;br /&gt;let our blood flow with our love for you in your soil&lt;br /&gt;not a tear will run off my face for i know&lt;br /&gt;you see and know our pain but is all for you&lt;br /&gt;in the hands of god goes the martyrs soul&lt;br /&gt;we wait for your freedom, we know it will come&lt;br /&gt;and we stand here strong and will not kneel&lt;br /&gt;to the murders that occupies you&lt;br /&gt;my soul with you oh martyr of last night&lt;br /&gt;your death is only our rebirth of love for your cause&lt;br /&gt;Palestine the land of our free blood of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            " this is for the martyr omar from bir zeit university that died on 29 of may 2007 (allah yarhamk ya shahed phalestin"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-7690125507025602886</id><published>2007-05-27T16:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T16:35:31.562+03:00</updated><title type='text'>angels at night</title><content type='html'>cant sleep at night, my mind wont let me sleep&lt;br /&gt;son as my head hits the pillow i am in a world&lt;br /&gt;that excites me my angel sits before me&lt;br /&gt;where the is no limits for me, i spend the night&lt;br /&gt;thinking of different possibilities if one thing&lt;br /&gt;is for sure it what i want, but i cant reach&lt;br /&gt;i only hope that the late nights will stop&lt;br /&gt;being dreams and will become reality&lt;br /&gt;such beauty, not a norm of reality&lt;br /&gt;i sit there waiting to sleep but sleep never comes&lt;br /&gt;my energy is sucked right out of me&lt;br /&gt;but i get up in the morning not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;just to be able to see this angel of such beauty&lt;br /&gt;i cry out to the heavens and ask for help&lt;br /&gt;the help i need to make dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;from the present to our future to become reality&lt;br /&gt;so tiered but i love this day of so much joy&lt;br /&gt;without any pain but for the fact of seeing&lt;br /&gt;seeing such an angel but staying so far&lt;br /&gt;i do not miss sleep if its for you oh angel of mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-7690125507025602886?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7690125507025602886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=7690125507025602886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wrong&lt;br /&gt;love is one place where nothings known&lt;br /&gt;crying out for forgiveness even though&lt;br /&gt;nothing is done wrong please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;its been eating me up for so long&lt;br /&gt;only thing is, i don't know what wrong&lt;br /&gt;i have done nothing right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;i have had sleepless nights of guilty conscience&lt;br /&gt;your my queen and my angel in my presence&lt;br /&gt;i look at you and worry for i fear to loss you&lt;br /&gt;thinking about you all the time playing back momories&lt;br /&gt;and possibilities of what may happen in the long run&lt;br /&gt;just thoughts that have been eating me&lt;br /&gt;for my life is meaningless without you&lt;br /&gt;all i want is the test of time&lt;br /&gt;an ability to show you what i love about you&lt;br /&gt;crying out at the heavens asking for an answer&lt;br /&gt;but i know that the angel that is you&lt;br /&gt;is the only one who will answer me&lt;br /&gt;for god has sent you to me to show me&lt;br /&gt;this worlds different possibilities&lt;br /&gt;i will try to stay calm and and not cry&lt;br /&gt;for what is wrong and i realize&lt;br /&gt;now what is wrong for i die but my&lt;br /&gt;soul lives long with you at its side&lt;br /&gt;for ever i ask you to forgive me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-3752443675116690246?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/3752443675116690246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=3752443675116690246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/3752443675116690246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; correct&lt;br /&gt;nether can you, a shine and beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;a dark and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tranceing&lt;/span&gt; eyes&lt;br /&gt;skin so smooth and clear that fits a queen&lt;br /&gt;you wave paper in your face like a fan&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;delicate&lt;/span&gt; in the a way that makes you the queen of air&lt;br /&gt;and i only want to breath, nothing more&lt;br /&gt;you have been a drug in my blood&lt;br /&gt;i just cant get enough, if you tear&lt;br /&gt;one tear you shall cause such misery&lt;br /&gt;you always sit like a queen at the head of the table&lt;br /&gt;surrounded by your followers that will protect you&lt;br /&gt;i only wish i can be the king that fits you&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable looks that turned me your way&lt;br /&gt;but its not what makes me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;its the fact you act the way you do&lt;br /&gt;i feel you like too but too proud and in control&lt;br /&gt;to let me know i must suffer here and thinking away&lt;br /&gt;your testing me waiting to see if i am you&lt;br /&gt;knight in shining armor that deserves the hand of the queen&lt;br /&gt;oh sweet angel do you see the world i have to live through&lt;br /&gt;liking you and loving you with out knowing you&lt;br /&gt;why do you thing its so hard to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;but know that i will do any thing for you your my angel&lt;br /&gt;and i will show you what you mean and hopefully you will&lt;br /&gt;accept me for who i am and let me just be all&lt;br /&gt;i want to be with you as my queen at my side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-7776390776472247790?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-5895685110790608291</id><published>2007-04-24T18:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:36:23.244+03:00</updated><title type='text'>changing times</title><content type='html'>standing lost without a road&lt;br /&gt;in the mid of a desert with no where to go&lt;br /&gt;choices and hope of finding my way&lt;br /&gt;but lost until i find the desert flower&lt;br /&gt;such beauty, so calm and quite&lt;br /&gt;a beautiful smell and lovely look&lt;br /&gt;one flower with in a bush of thorns&lt;br /&gt;poison drips from the thorn warring off&lt;br /&gt;those who may think of it and want to take it&lt;br /&gt;but the truth is i want it and i must try&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how but i shall&lt;br /&gt;so i sat and thought of what may happen&lt;br /&gt;forsaken dream and restless nights&lt;br /&gt;crying of silent soul out of sight&lt;br /&gt;please my angel help me find the way&lt;br /&gt;the thorns fade away and i think its all right&lt;br /&gt;but when i think is the perfect time&lt;br /&gt;new things shock me and things change&lt;br /&gt;new problems in my way never free&lt;br /&gt;of thinking how or when is the right time without&lt;br /&gt;things changing through time and the soul&lt;br /&gt;for more i know the more i fear&lt;br /&gt;try to ignore but fail the sight of a flower&lt;br /&gt;the light of a perfect soul, silent hidden away&lt;br /&gt;time will pass and things will change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-5895685110790608291?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5895685110790608291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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changed&lt;br /&gt;people change but places does not&lt;br /&gt;what we thought was right is now wrong&lt;br /&gt;i have been to hell and i came back&lt;br /&gt;but my self after so long in the same place&lt;br /&gt;a place i hate where hells gates opened up&lt;br /&gt;and pulled me in to the dark pits&lt;br /&gt;hell was not a place but a set of mind&lt;br /&gt;but i did not cry i held my stand and won the war&lt;br /&gt;and these scars will never fade away&lt;br /&gt;i look at my self every day and i see those scars&lt;br /&gt;a reminder of those painful time&lt;br /&gt;now on the two year eve i have been&lt;br /&gt;placed in the same place where i have a choice&lt;br /&gt;to run away or go to the gates&lt;br /&gt;if i do go to the gates i can keep them closed&lt;br /&gt;or open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;them wide&lt;/span&gt; to the world and walk right in&lt;br /&gt;in to hell and fight my fight with out a fear&lt;br /&gt;learning from my past the scars of life&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lesson&lt;/span&gt; that i now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind but i still wonder why&lt;br /&gt;why i went through such hell to reach the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt; place again&lt;br /&gt;now i hope to control this and become the power of my fears&lt;br /&gt;i shall call out and ride my ways there to those gates of hell&lt;br /&gt;where i will make my finial stand once again&lt;br /&gt;do not fear i shall win i am better now more then ever&lt;br /&gt;cry oh keeper of hell gate i shall raise my own hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-6089825793316830487?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6089825793316830487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=6089825793316830487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/6089825793316830487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/6089825793316830487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/04/hell.html' title='hell'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-524177222476631658</id><published>2007-03-16T20:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:42:42.745+03:00</updated><title type='text'>what if, but i know</title><content type='html'>if the stars all go out at night&lt;br /&gt;and the sun does not rise again&lt;br /&gt;and nothing that was constant is the same&lt;br /&gt;but i know my heart will still beat&lt;br /&gt;and if it stops it simply fixed&lt;br /&gt;the sight of you jump starts my heart&lt;br /&gt;and brights up my day with out a sun&lt;br /&gt;and the night is bright with stars again&lt;br /&gt;with out you what will there be&lt;br /&gt;to me nothing is with in my sight with out you&lt;br /&gt;i sleep always thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;and the idea of you is always there&lt;br /&gt;when i wake up in the back of my head&lt;br /&gt;because of the dream that i know i had&lt;br /&gt;everything is alright because i see you&lt;br /&gt;and what scares me is the idea that&lt;br /&gt;you'll not be there one day&lt;br /&gt;that dark and gloomy day&lt;br /&gt;but your not gone yet your still here&lt;br /&gt;that if your not in my sight i still will see&lt;br /&gt;because there is not one day i live with out the sight of you&lt;br /&gt;i hope nothing changes all stays the same&lt;br /&gt;i am happy just the way it is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-524177222476631658?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/524177222476631658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=524177222476631658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/524177222476631658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/524177222476631658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-if-but-i-know.html' title='what if, but i know'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-561453832701114630</id><published>2007-03-13T17:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T17:32:12.483+02:00</updated><title type='text'>forsaken dreams</title><content type='html'>inside a dream i am filled with a fear&lt;br /&gt;and in here these dreams of nights&lt;br /&gt;set worries i thought about&lt;br /&gt;where i have no control and my minds has all&lt;br /&gt;it shows me what i don't know&lt;br /&gt;why on these past few nights i have dreamed&lt;br /&gt;i don't dream but i have i cant stand these nights&lt;br /&gt;they set hope that i fear the most&lt;br /&gt;oh hell i hate the night, comfort me&lt;br /&gt;oh angel of mine be kind and save me from this fight&lt;br /&gt;wipe my eyes when i wake up at night&lt;br /&gt;world of mixed feeling and crying at night&lt;br /&gt;for the devil is within my soul&lt;br /&gt;hurting me for what i don't hold&lt;br /&gt;my angel appears and the devil takes control&lt;br /&gt;in these dreams it just is not right&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand it these dreams a fight for&lt;br /&gt;our feelings that are with in our souls&lt;br /&gt;for this feeling is much more powerful then&lt;br /&gt;this devil that wont let me free from misery&lt;br /&gt;i hope you see this effecting me for when i wake&lt;br /&gt;i think of you so that i can clam down within inside&lt;br /&gt;for you are the only thing that makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;and can not forget that fact or i will die&lt;br /&gt;your my angel and the reason of life&lt;br /&gt;e will both fight this devil and win with our happiness to night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-561453832701114630?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/561453832701114630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=561453832701114630&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/561453832701114630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/561453832701114630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/03/forsaken-dreams.html' title='forsaken dreams'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-7280703291714914664</id><published>2007-03-13T16:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T17:11:47.509+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent</title><content type='html'>oh silent days and silent nights&lt;br /&gt;where we cry out without a voice   &lt;br /&gt;feeling so far but so close   &lt;br /&gt;our voices have no sound but actions tell it right&lt;br /&gt;the right move means more hen life&lt;br /&gt;a smile sends out hope to my life&lt;br /&gt;so i kindly smile back with out a doubt&lt;br /&gt;and though out the day we play our games&lt;br /&gt;with out a voice, and it feels right&lt;br /&gt;and it bothers us that vary night&lt;br /&gt;can not sleep can not stop thinking that night&lt;br /&gt;i spend the night thinking what would i say&lt;br /&gt;with that voice i wish to use but the truth&lt;br /&gt;nothing feels right so i sit and think some more&lt;br /&gt;and finally sleep on another silent night&lt;br /&gt;i wake up and see you again and sitting here feels&lt;br /&gt;so right but so wrong for it is silent and want more&lt;br /&gt;and once a gain i decide to write&lt;br /&gt;these cryptic feelings of my soul&lt;br /&gt;hoping one day and i mean today to brake the silent fight&lt;br /&gt;but for now my soul flows like ink on this page&lt;br /&gt;the feeling begin the same and that the way it ends&lt;br /&gt;but i will find a way to brake this silent lock&lt;br /&gt;all with one hit it shall end&lt;br /&gt;oh silent days and silent nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-7280703291714914664?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7280703291714914664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=7280703291714914664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/7280703291714914664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/7280703291714914664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/03/silent.html' title='Silent'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-4730835554491374752</id><published>2007-03-07T13:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:33:55.497+02:00</updated><title type='text'>angel's fate</title><content type='html'>siting in front of fate&lt;br /&gt;wishes are great&lt;br /&gt;and dreams are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when angels wait for some thing great&lt;br /&gt;but how can one know what is fate&lt;br /&gt;are wishes, what will be answered&lt;br /&gt;or dreams that will become real&lt;br /&gt;siting here deciding fate&lt;br /&gt;a wish for the angel's help, a sign&lt;br /&gt;that i cry for a look of the angel&lt;br /&gt;and those eyes of an angel with a look of love&lt;br /&gt;and i sit here looking in those eyes&lt;br /&gt;wishing for time to never go by&lt;br /&gt;i now wait that time of fate where&lt;br /&gt;i find out my fate, and my place&lt;br /&gt;i cry out to you oh angel of mine&lt;br /&gt;today should be the day let me and test me&lt;br /&gt;never crying angel why should we wait&lt;br /&gt;though time it is harder and filled with pain grows larger&lt;br /&gt;i count the seconds and the minuets i wait&lt;br /&gt;i know that time is not limited&lt;br /&gt;but i can not wait no longer, i cry for help&lt;br /&gt;oh lord who sends this angel, answer my calls&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i shall do with my time&lt;br /&gt;only sit here waiting, the wish, the dream&lt;br /&gt;just the answer of fate, and if i see&lt;br /&gt;that  time arrives i will not hesitate&lt;br /&gt;its been so long for me to wait&lt;br /&gt;but until that time i will wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-4730835554491374752?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4730835554491374752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=4730835554491374752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/4730835554491374752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/4730835554491374752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/03/angels-fate.html' title='angel&apos;s fate'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-8716479388754967959</id><published>2007-02-27T08:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T08:12:16.047+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pushing me forward</title><content type='html'>to unknown worlds we have come&lt;br /&gt;dont know where i am&lt;br /&gt;lost in the space of time&lt;br /&gt;confused at whats right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;many way in front of me and no signs to point me&lt;br /&gt;lost at a cross road  not daring to make a move&lt;br /&gt;then you come to mind and then i start to make a choice&lt;br /&gt;making choices base on you and our future, my future with you&lt;br /&gt;the world may come to a end&lt;br /&gt;but do i even care as long as i have you&lt;br /&gt;crazy world crazy place to live&lt;br /&gt;but i love it so much the place and the one person i am in love with&lt;br /&gt;i thank you all from the past you made it possible to know&lt;br /&gt;know true love as it comes walking by and i was lucky to find it&lt;br /&gt;dont worry now its not far and then we will have a future together&lt;br /&gt;and i will prove my self to you&lt;br /&gt;your only an angel&lt;br /&gt;i think of your eyes and all the sudden i am in fairy land&lt;br /&gt;i will say here as long as i can good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-8716479388754967959?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8716479388754967959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=8716479388754967959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/8716479388754967959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/8716479388754967959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/02/pushing-me-forward.html' title='pushing me forward'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-5236769264417171649</id><published>2007-01-24T19:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T20:13:13.977+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the soul gates and tears</title><content type='html'>the soul deep with in knowing every deep and dark secret&lt;br /&gt;the mind does not accept but the soul knows&lt;br /&gt;the tears are every thing the soul hold from you the hidden truth&lt;br /&gt;with one tear a story of life is said strait from the soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;filled&lt;/span&gt; with feelings so far with in, where its cold no light to grow&lt;br /&gt;the eyes the gate to the soul here you can look right in&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;connection&lt;/span&gt; of tear and soul where hidden want lay to be seen&lt;br /&gt;but who sees the feelings of my soul, can not be read by the naked eye&lt;br /&gt;but through the eyes strait in to your soul is where you can see&lt;br /&gt;i have read you from with in a story of feeling of being misplaced&lt;br /&gt;dark filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gloom&lt;/span&gt; of loss of some thing dear to you but you gained back&lt;br /&gt;in that place is a light i hope to reach and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enlarge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bigger&lt;/span&gt; then the dark part&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know have you seen my soul, will if you did you will know&lt;br /&gt;this feeling is from within not false and not fake the soul does not lie&lt;br /&gt;and if it takes a tear i shall cry for you to see and give you flask of my soul&lt;br /&gt;if i can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; show you what i feel but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how to show it i will tell you&lt;br /&gt;that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Can&lt;/span&gt; not be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;written&lt;/span&gt; by the hand and can be said by the mouth&lt;br /&gt;there is no way i an show you but for you to look in to my eyes and see&lt;br /&gt;but if you do i will be looking in to yours and i may not allow you to leave&lt;br /&gt;i cant tell you what this means for me but soon our souls will be one&lt;br /&gt;i hope oh god will you please let me see what i need to see to let me be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-5236769264417171649?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5236769264417171649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=5236769264417171649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/5236769264417171649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/5236769264417171649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/01/soul-gates-and-tears.html' title='the soul gates and tears'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-4981471095023057154</id><published>2007-01-18T22:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T22:54:44.788+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a spin in time, another place</title><content type='html'>i though up my hands and take a chance of fate&lt;br /&gt;today i will know what will happen, it does not bother me&lt;br /&gt;i think what will happen is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to be&lt;br /&gt;a yes or a no, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care as long as i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; an angel you will know what to say&lt;br /&gt;as long as you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt; me to forgive me&lt;br /&gt;sweet sour truth i am willing to take&lt;br /&gt;any thing but this life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; d&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;outs&lt;/span&gt; and dreams&lt;br /&gt;nothing will hurt me as long as you know what i feel&lt;br /&gt;blinded by the want to talk to see you smile in my face&lt;br /&gt;in this world i only ask you once and in heavens again&lt;br /&gt;liking is where it started but in the end i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know&lt;br /&gt;may be we are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to but that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; with me&lt;br /&gt;for i have thought a life time to find out what is this&lt;br /&gt;this feeling within the days and nights of the time i got a look&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes i saw the sky fill up with stars and&lt;br /&gt;you shine so brightly unlike others i have seen&lt;br /&gt;i just hope you can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; being with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; a mess up like me&lt;br /&gt;and if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; i hope the best for you because&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; deserve you,if not the best you should never get&lt;br /&gt;because the sun shines so bright and you should&lt;br /&gt;get what is the and not me there is no&lt;br /&gt;greed and i hope you can see it just a little&lt;br /&gt;hope in my soul and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;whis&lt;/span&gt; for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;happyness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for give me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; judge just forget please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-4981471095023057154?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4981471095023057154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=4981471095023057154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/4981471095023057154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/4981471095023057154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/01/spin-in-time-another-place.html' title='a spin in time, another place'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-7379348947891872149</id><published>2007-01-16T23:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:51:11.780+03:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah ... did i just write some thing???</title><content type='html'>looking at you and i wish i can ask you a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it true what i think is true that you feel the same way i do&lt;br /&gt;is it me once again wishing to much and seeing a dream&lt;br /&gt;i have so much that i like about you but i still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know you&lt;br /&gt;if i can only get to know you just talk to you&lt;br /&gt;the odds are against me i think that is true&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing more that i want to do other then get to know you&lt;br /&gt;looking at an angel like you is not all i want but if i only talk to you&lt;br /&gt;i once thought i knew the feeling i have felt but now i started doubt&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what i felt in the past and i am not sure about that i feel now&lt;br /&gt;but i know its new to me and you are some thing i never thought about seeing&lt;br /&gt;i can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; my self how much you amaze me i gaze at you and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;steal&lt;/span&gt; my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; ask me how or even why but you do i go through so much pain just to see you&lt;br /&gt;today i went beyond the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt; limit and when i like at you you completed my day&lt;br /&gt;with that smile of your it warmed my heart and made me forget my pain&lt;br /&gt;i just am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of being hurt again but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a lie i fear for some thing new not like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if you do like me back this will be new to me and i will lose all thought with in me&lt;br /&gt;for i have played it in my head, that day i talk to you, hopeless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;strained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what to do but look in those dark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; eyes of our and i know&lt;br /&gt;i think not a word will come out of this mouth of mine for your beauty makes&lt;br /&gt;me forget everything even my self my name and what i want to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; this i have lost the words nothing comes to my mind good night&lt;br /&gt;i will see you tomorrow morning at 9 like i always do the best thing in the morning is you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-7379348947891872149?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7379348947891872149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=7379348947891872149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/7379348947891872149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/7379348947891872149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/01/blah-blah-blah-did-i-just-write-some.html' title='blah blah blah ... did i just write some thing???'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-6209524790913684209</id><published>2007-01-09T22:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:03:06.712+02:00</updated><title type='text'>secret confession</title><content type='html'>i sit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;looking &lt;/span&gt;at you, for hours a day&lt;br /&gt;just here wishing to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;looking at you has been driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;i now am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;drunk&lt;/span&gt;, drunk of your beauty&lt;br /&gt;i feel so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;taking&lt;/span&gt; a look at you&lt;br /&gt;you make me happy and high on joy&lt;br /&gt;if you can only see your self such beauty&lt;br /&gt;i can only wish i can tell you what i feel&lt;br /&gt;and as the day goes by i start a sleep&lt;br /&gt;you wake me up and make me smile&lt;br /&gt;i stay happy hoping to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;and as the day ends i start to feel down&lt;br /&gt;do to the fact i have not talked to you&lt;br /&gt;i failed once again i want to cry&lt;br /&gt;i feel when your away that i may die&lt;br /&gt;it takes me time to forget the pain&lt;br /&gt;and then i want to sleep but can not&lt;br /&gt;i can not stop thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;and planing to talk t you and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the truth&lt;br /&gt;and sleep and dream to the thought of you&lt;br /&gt;which makes my rest so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only wish you can see this and i&lt;br /&gt;talk to you for i do this one day&lt;br /&gt;but i fear it will come to late&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-6209524790913684209?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/6209524790913684209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=6209524790913684209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/6209524790913684209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/6209524790913684209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/01/secret-confession.html' title='secret confession'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-7974920439332622373</id><published>2007-01-09T06:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:12:17.494+02:00</updated><title type='text'>i was not ment to see?</title><content type='html'>as i walk, by the chance of god, i saw what i saw&lt;br /&gt;my past with a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; in rest&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nerves&lt;/span&gt; that it was funny to see&lt;br /&gt;i thank the lord for i am free&lt;br /&gt;no more fear no more running away&lt;br /&gt;the end of all those dirty games we use to play&lt;br /&gt;freedom of the mind no more worries of the past&lt;br /&gt;i must say i am glad for that&lt;br /&gt;now that i can move &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; i shall run that way&lt;br /&gt;this is one happy day but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know&lt;br /&gt;how long it shall last, for now i shall live the moment&lt;br /&gt;the smile of freedom is great today&lt;br /&gt;good-bye of wight of my past&lt;br /&gt;may god be with you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; and at last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-7974920439332622373?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7974920439332622373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=7974920439332622373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/7974920439332622373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/7974920439332622373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-not-ment-to-see.html' title='i was not ment to see?'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-9089825566584660160</id><published>2007-01-05T13:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T13:35:38.020+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hurting her</title><content type='html'>such pain, so much fear, the stench of death is in the air&lt;br /&gt;chills down my spine and i am in fear&lt;br /&gt;of what may be next much worse then now&lt;br /&gt;oh stop this pain and the fight we are all one&lt;br /&gt;we are Palestinians we all have a cause we are one&lt;br /&gt;simple differences is not enough to fight&lt;br /&gt;if not for my cry for you, the cry of Palestine&lt;br /&gt;that love all of you, your her children in the streets&lt;br /&gt;it hurt her to see what we are doing to your self&lt;br /&gt;for the love you have for it stop the fight&lt;br /&gt;the blood of tear run so deep in the streets&lt;br /&gt;stop it hurt our love of our Palestine&lt;br /&gt;don't let continue it hurts so much&lt;br /&gt;i fall a sleep a wake up to more death stop&lt;br /&gt;stop your are all one&lt;br /&gt;one land&lt;br /&gt;one great love&lt;br /&gt;one fight&lt;br /&gt;freedom is never in sight of if we stay they way we are&lt;br /&gt;for your children the children of Palestine stop now&lt;br /&gt;i beg of you no more please it hurt to see&lt;br /&gt;we are killing out beloved&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Palestine&lt;/span&gt; forgive us we are blind&lt;br /&gt;we are blind from seeing our true love for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Palestine my one and only true love"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-9089825566584660160?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/9089825566584660160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=9089825566584660160&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/9089825566584660160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/9089825566584660160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2007/01/hurting-her.html' title='hurting her'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-7478838612983250180</id><published>2006-12-31T00:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T01:21:47.372+02:00</updated><title type='text'>away</title><content type='html'>it was only yesterday i have seen you but feel like i have not seen you forever&lt;br /&gt;i can stand being away from you for i want to spent my whole life next to you&lt;br /&gt;every second away from you feels like an year away from you and i feel down&lt;br /&gt;i almost want to cry at the sight of you walking away from me it hurt within me&lt;br /&gt;does this sound impassable but i can truly say i do feel this way about you&lt;br /&gt;the sight of your eyes are one of my most favorite things about you and you know&lt;br /&gt;the eyes are the gates of the soul where i sit waiting for a replay from you&lt;br /&gt;just looking in to your soul i wish i can stay here so warm and so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;this is how i see your soul and no one can change what  i think of you i can see you&lt;br /&gt;no need for others to destroy what beauty i see within you for they are blind&lt;br /&gt;and filled with jealousy because i have found an angel and they can not see the beauty&lt;br /&gt;if you where to talk i would listen to every word of your voice is music to my soul&lt;br /&gt;some time filled with happiness and some time with sad songs i wish to help you&lt;br /&gt;push all your problems away and just listen to heavens birds sing way with a song&lt;br /&gt;a song of the soul that makes me fall so far away from the  problems of the world&lt;br /&gt;and now can you see why i hate being away from you do you see now why i do&lt;br /&gt;i do not like you going away from me but i can say its only a dream that&lt;br /&gt;you put me under and when i wake up you will for sure walk away from me&lt;br /&gt;it just too good to be true you must be an angel that save my soul for the time&lt;br /&gt;your with me and i must wait for your return because the best Way to miss you&lt;br /&gt;is to be away from you so that i can say i miss you and don't go away from me&lt;br /&gt;                                                               MY ANGEL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-7478838612983250180?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/7478838612983250180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=7478838612983250180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/7478838612983250180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/7478838612983250180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/12/away.html' title='away'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-4081188313761921202</id><published>2006-12-27T22:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:58:37.629+02:00</updated><title type='text'>angel from with in the light</title><content type='html'>if i try to not care i will fail to do so&lt;br /&gt;because when your in the room i do care&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop my self i have tried but failed&lt;br /&gt;just the sight of you drives me crazy&lt;br /&gt;for you are an angel in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; deep brown eye that i&lt;br /&gt;get lost in looking at you to that hair&lt;br /&gt;that you so deeply love and i love too&lt;br /&gt;and when you smile the world fades away&lt;br /&gt;no one and nothing else but that smile of yours&lt;br /&gt;i never seen a face like yours it makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;too see you but when you go i fall down a hole of sadness&lt;br /&gt;i have never seen a girl that makes me feel like you do&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing i know that will stop me but you&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; because it will hurt too much&lt;br /&gt;for this heart of mine i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think i can say i will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless your with me my angel the one that i see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of me&lt;br /&gt;every where i go your in my mind i just cant stop thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;good bye and good night and if i die i will will see you in heaven this night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-4081188313761921202?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/4081188313761921202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=4081188313761921202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/4081188313761921202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/4081188313761921202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/12/angel-from-with-in-light.html' title='angel from with in the light'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-2379791912513279306</id><published>2006-12-26T11:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T12:15:40.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>to my love, i cry</title><content type='html'>that thing that i always love that thing that loves me back&lt;br /&gt;has now made me ashamed of my self more then ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tension in the air one word wrong and things change&lt;br /&gt;we fight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;self's&lt;/span&gt; for control and we lost the goal&lt;br /&gt;a war that i have never seen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; like this one&lt;br /&gt;i have never been a shamed of what i am but i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sorry for you my love i hope you can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;handle&lt;/span&gt; this&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;human&lt;/span&gt; action that makes us animals but&lt;br /&gt;animals don know disrespect each other like us humans&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what to do or what to say for i am here&lt;br /&gt;and can do nothing to to save you from your suffering&lt;br /&gt;my love i have failed i sit here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; you can forgive&lt;br /&gt;not only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;me your&lt;/span&gt; people that can not see for they are blind&lt;br /&gt;blinded by words of a few and the guns of others&lt;br /&gt;a few black seeds in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;garden&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;destroy&lt;/span&gt; kills the flowers&lt;br /&gt;forgive them they do not see i am here willing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you to be freed but as i see we fight each other&lt;br /&gt;and shall never be freed but i have hope and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in you&lt;br /&gt;my love, my land, my beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Palestine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE MY LAND PALESTINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my one and only true love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-2379791912513279306?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2379791912513279306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=2379791912513279306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/2379791912513279306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/2379791912513279306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-my-love-i-cry.html' title='to my love, i cry'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-5282809797312218472</id><published>2006-12-08T12:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:18:32.874+02:00</updated><title type='text'>on my way</title><content type='html'>as i move through life i look at every as it move by&lt;br /&gt;nothing worth taking along on the ride&lt;br /&gt;the souls i meet let them sit by looking at me as i pass by&lt;br /&gt;i will not like to say here no more&lt;br /&gt;if life is a circle then i am at the start no more wait&lt;br /&gt;its time to move to a level and new place&lt;br /&gt;i was dead in the past and i still not alive&lt;br /&gt;dieing in the night with out a want to die&lt;br /&gt;crying in light for its to bright&lt;br /&gt;siting in the same place waiting to die&lt;br /&gt;and then an angel came by&lt;br /&gt;i got up and followed that light&lt;br /&gt;just let me see you one more time&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in my life i feel alive&lt;br /&gt;but like i said i die at night the angel flies way&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i have are memories the angels beauty&lt;br /&gt;the face that smile, those eyes i will to see them cry&lt;br /&gt;and if i am so right maybe in death i will see it one more time&lt;br /&gt;but i will be alive he next day just to wait for the angel&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can stop it and just ask a few questions that i like to ask&lt;br /&gt;but for now i will stand up and walk away&lt;br /&gt;but maybe i return this way life is a circle no way of escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-5282809797312218472?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5282809797312218472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spinning&lt;/span&gt; around, no time in this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; i sit down life has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt; by and away&lt;br /&gt;nothing new, nothing changed, starts and ends the same way&lt;br /&gt;crying here, crying no, out for help but is all the same&lt;br /&gt;i see some beauty the only way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;out of&lt;/span&gt; this loop we call life&lt;br /&gt;away to change a way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;beautify&lt;/span&gt; this place i call life&lt;br /&gt;there is a long distance a hard way to go far from here&lt;br /&gt;i start on my way and i get close it it then all in the blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;it was far again fight my way back but hard was the road this time around&lt;br /&gt;i am far again and asked for help but know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; can but for one&lt;br /&gt;and they are far from what i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; and can not help&lt;br /&gt;so far way from the place i started from sitting here&lt;br /&gt;sitting alone in the dark back at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of the road&lt;br /&gt;nothing new, nothing changes, same as i always been&lt;br /&gt;cry out now i will not change for life does not want or like to change&lt;br /&gt;sad thoughts enter this mind and hopes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt; until i am blind&lt;br /&gt;no change just the same far way from hell i am shamed&lt;br /&gt;for i have not been able to reach haven and cant go to hell&lt;br /&gt;bye oh bye to these thoughts of my mind cry away&lt;br /&gt;like if i am died here not to change good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-8794292770916620323?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8794292770916620323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=8794292770916620323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/8794292770916620323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/8794292770916620323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/11/waitingfor-ride.html' title='waiting for a ride'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-1280201276534617184</id><published>2006-11-12T16:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T17:03:06.123+02:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>not a thought runs through this mind of mind of mine&lt;br /&gt;no sound as i cry out and nor does a tear drop from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;no pain now that i am hurt no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; from my joy&lt;br /&gt;just a blank &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of paper with nothing on it nothing but every thing&lt;br /&gt;i just know one thing that am here but where is here&lt;br /&gt;i ask my self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know am i in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt; or is it hell&lt;br /&gt;where ever it is i know that i am here doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;and every thing i do is for nothing why try to&lt;br /&gt;no feelings nothing at all just being when wanting not to be&lt;br /&gt;no feelings no goals no plain and not a thought that i can grab&lt;br /&gt;the rage seeps away and nothing fills its place&lt;br /&gt;the love i have for my self missing but no hate&lt;br /&gt;i dead but i still breath and my heart beats&lt;br /&gt;i scream but there is no sound for me&lt;br /&gt;i show some thing that is not there for things i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; care&lt;br /&gt;i try to be what is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; but does any one even care to ask me&lt;br /&gt;what i had hope on has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;my love that i have only cause pain&lt;br /&gt;but only if i can feel this feeling i talk about&lt;br /&gt;i am full of shit every thing i talk about is worthless&lt;br /&gt;no more god i can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Handel&lt;/span&gt; it no more just let me go&lt;br /&gt;make me what is need to be normal or dead its all the same to me&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; leave me in this place i am in your power know me&lt;br /&gt;and let me see that i can be some thing instead of being nothing&lt;br /&gt;i am sick of being what i am nothing in this world&lt;br /&gt;some thing that lives and dies with out a point&lt;br /&gt;an insect on its way one day alive the next dead just put me in its place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-1280201276534617184?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/1280201276534617184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=1280201276534617184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/1280201276534617184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/1280201276534617184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/11/blank_4154.html' title='blank'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-8749717874587836391</id><published>2006-11-01T09:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T10:14:55.729+02:00</updated><title type='text'>with out the morning there is no day</title><content type='html'>this morning was dark with its sky filled with clouds&lt;br /&gt;the true beauty of the morning was hidden by the darkness&lt;br /&gt;i peek &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;throw the&lt;/span&gt; clouds and see the morning so filled&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful and bright, it shines throw the clouds&lt;br /&gt;and brightens up my day and makes me forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt; of the morning makes me think that i will make it&lt;br /&gt;just another day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; that i can see the morning beauty&lt;br /&gt;another day and hope the clouds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; block my way&lt;br /&gt;i wish only that i can talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;convince&lt;/span&gt; the morning to stay and when a cloud comes&lt;br /&gt;i just push it a way, who can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;deny&lt;/span&gt; the happiness from&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of the morning, i only wish i can aways see its face&lt;br /&gt;the wind running down its face&lt;br /&gt;with a few birds flying away&lt;br /&gt;the bright sun that shines every day&lt;br /&gt;and i see those eye of an angel watching me&lt;br /&gt;and these dark clouds in my mind&lt;br /&gt;and if it had a choice it will leave and forget me&lt;br /&gt;but i think the world that was created with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; a beautiful morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-8749717874587836391?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/8749717874587836391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=8749717874587836391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/8749717874587836391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/8749717874587836391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/11/with-out-morning-there-is-no-day.html' title='with out the morning there is no day'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-2019419280212872478</id><published>2006-10-27T01:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T01:33:38.370+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers within</title><content type='html'>looking up at the sky wondering why&lt;br /&gt;i cry out to the clouds and tell them how&lt;br /&gt;how i feel but i don't know why&lt;br /&gt;they are so gray and unclear&lt;br /&gt;just like my mind on this day&lt;br /&gt;many feeling from different places&lt;br /&gt;happiness with a smile&lt;br /&gt;excitement at a laugh&lt;br /&gt;peace and calmness just by a look&lt;br /&gt;which i like i don't know&lt;br /&gt;waiting for an answer now&lt;br /&gt;but i know where to get this answer&lt;br /&gt;the one like look for is with in this&lt;br /&gt;mind that is clear and feels so rainy&lt;br /&gt;but i can throw the fog a light&lt;br /&gt;a light of happiness but not that one&lt;br /&gt;its pure excitement that will fallow&lt;br /&gt;but its not that one, pure light throw the fog&lt;br /&gt;and there it is clam sweet and pure&lt;br /&gt;a feeling long lost and believed to never return&lt;br /&gt;there is is here now but i want to grab it&lt;br /&gt;but how can i now, i fear a fear from the past&lt;br /&gt;to reach out and grab it at last&lt;br /&gt;but will it disappear like away with out a Trace&lt;br /&gt;only now i start to see a new way to this peace&lt;br /&gt;come oh come now i a wait you now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-2019419280212872478?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/2019419280212872478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=2019419280212872478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/2019419280212872478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/2019419280212872478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/10/answers-within.html' title='Answers within'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-5385502621577207458</id><published>2006-10-19T07:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T07:31:36.368+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiered</title><content type='html'>tiered, always feeling down&lt;br /&gt;never having energy to move around&lt;br /&gt;sleeping in place i should not sleep&lt;br /&gt;both mentally and physically tiered&lt;br /&gt;i would love so rest but can i find it&lt;br /&gt;and where can i, i look for it in my&lt;br /&gt;my bee at night but i get up every morning&lt;br /&gt;i try to relax with my friends&lt;br /&gt;but they are worthless&lt;br /&gt;all i to is get tiered of them&lt;br /&gt;time passes by and it all stays here&lt;br /&gt;so tiered i can not write&lt;br /&gt;morning is like the middle of then night&lt;br /&gt;good night oh good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-5385502621577207458?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/5385502621577207458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=5385502621577207458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/5385502621577207458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/5385502621577207458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/10/tiered.html' title='Tiered'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-3239705045621832186</id><published>2006-10-16T09:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T09:23:17.994+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind shake</title><content type='html'>i feel a little relaxed but not batter&lt;br /&gt;one of the things are over now&lt;br /&gt;but i only wished i solve my problems&lt;br /&gt;nothing i will do can solve the problems&lt;br /&gt;in the back of my head filled with ideas&lt;br /&gt;no more voices i cry out to you&lt;br /&gt;stop the sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;can i have peace once and for all&lt;br /&gt;but no i may not i have to find more&lt;br /&gt;answers then before to things i want to know&lt;br /&gt;i am not stupid i can see through all those lies&lt;br /&gt;don't act like i am walking with out any mind&lt;br /&gt;i see every thing lies and all come clean&lt;br /&gt;or one day be wiped clean&lt;br /&gt;i have to say my mind is filled with these ideas&lt;br /&gt;that hurt me and causes pain to&lt;br /&gt;every one around me with out see who or why&lt;br /&gt;cry only if another tear can fall from my eye&lt;br /&gt;and i wish only some can walk away from myself&lt;br /&gt;a part of me that i don't like end this all&lt;br /&gt;no more pain no more games no more fear&lt;br /&gt;all over when the time is right they will all go away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-3239705045621832186?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/3239705045621832186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=3239705045621832186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;seeing the faces that I see every day that I have been trying to run away from&lt;br /&gt;people that I cant stand always around me&lt;br /&gt;not being able to get away from this place that I have been in for some time&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can see some where I have never been&lt;br /&gt;crying is a feeling that is with me&lt;br /&gt;things that causes me to think always happening around me&lt;br /&gt;the voices in my head are becoming more painful thing to me&lt;br /&gt;hate is some thing always feel&lt;br /&gt;all I want is a little peace from this mind of mine&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a way from this place so bad I cant do anything&lt;br /&gt;I need some peace from this voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;always thinking how and why, driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;nothing I do calm it down always hearing these voices&lt;br /&gt;hope has left me for ever now and I cant see a future for me&lt;br /&gt;I can even do what I must do with out think why or how to do it&lt;br /&gt;simple a mentally destroyed by the voices in my head&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-116093845936525573?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/116093845936525573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=116093845936525573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/116093845936525573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/116093845936525573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/10/voices.html' title='Voices'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-116069354377746384</id><published>2006-10-13T00:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:06:39.090+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It arrived</title><content type='html'>It took some time but it finally came&lt;br /&gt;why did it come I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I have ran to the ends of the world&lt;br /&gt;to get away from what is inevitable&lt;br /&gt;it came with out me knowing about it&lt;br /&gt;such evil such hate for what has happened&lt;br /&gt;should have ever came&lt;br /&gt;I hid it away for some time and&lt;br /&gt;got as far away cant run no more for&lt;br /&gt;it has found me and destroyed me&lt;br /&gt;cry, let the tears of the past flow&lt;br /&gt;with hope that this will be the end&lt;br /&gt;to what has happened in the past&lt;br /&gt;no more hunting and torment&lt;br /&gt;it took years for one tear&lt;br /&gt;oh sweet soul cry your sorrow away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-116069354377746384?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/116069354377746384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=116069354377746384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/116069354377746384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/116069354377746384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-arrived.html' title='It arrived'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-116002887838653463</id><published>2006-10-05T08:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:06:39.032+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rage of a wild fire</title><content type='html'>Here I am fire running throw me&lt;br /&gt;I am stand ing right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;why don't you say some thing like always do&lt;br /&gt;or is it fearthat runs throw you&lt;br /&gt;cry little boy I am here to do some thing&lt;br /&gt;and I will hurt you if you do or don't&lt;br /&gt;you are my target and that the end of it&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you try to run from me you little shit&lt;br /&gt;I am here for the time it take you finish you&lt;br /&gt;the fire it burning throw me&lt;br /&gt;devouring me to the point I about to release it&lt;br /&gt;on to you just to get rid of you&lt;br /&gt;the rage the hate that it with in me&lt;br /&gt;and I will get rid of all of it just for you&lt;br /&gt;your death will be seen by all and I may&lt;br /&gt;be the one standing above you then&lt;br /&gt;time to die, I will hunt you out until&lt;br /&gt;you are where I want down in the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-116002887838653463?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/116002887838653463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=116002887838653463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/116002887838653463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/116002887838653463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/10/rage-of-wild-fire.html' title='Rage of a wild fire'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-115965644388945181</id><published>2006-10-01T01:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:06:38.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes of a queen</title><content type='html'>Oh, good morning those eyes of an queen&lt;br /&gt;the ruler of all beauty that is in this world&lt;br /&gt;the one who calls to me in the morning&lt;br /&gt;"good morning" for the first time I am in shock&lt;br /&gt;I wonder for some time was it a mistake or&lt;br /&gt;was the queen talking to some one other then me&lt;br /&gt;that is what I thought and I was for sure it could not be me&lt;br /&gt;for I am not worth this treat which is called blessing&lt;br /&gt;but I was a subject at her will sitting with her but&lt;br /&gt;far away for I still don't believe with in my self&lt;br /&gt;but I look up for I cant not look at such beauty&lt;br /&gt;and I find those eyes looking upon me&lt;br /&gt;and she looks away from me in shyness&lt;br /&gt;so I look away and there she does it again&lt;br /&gt;and again for the longs period of time&lt;br /&gt;I only hope I may have a word with the queen&lt;br /&gt;but before I can get close she is gone&lt;br /&gt;I look for any sign of her beauty but I can find her&lt;br /&gt;and as I give up and start to walk away&lt;br /&gt;I see her, her yes have changed filled with tears&lt;br /&gt;tears of lose or sorrow, I don't know for I am&lt;br /&gt;only human and she I much more then that&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have failed once again and walk away&lt;br /&gt;now I will make it up the next time I see this angel&lt;br /&gt;just one more chance and I will not fail you again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-115965644388945181?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/115965644388945181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=115965644388945181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115965644388945181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115965644388945181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/10/eyes-of-queen.html' title='Eyes of a queen'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-115965542024096733</id><published>2006-09-27T00:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:06:38.916+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand high</title><content type='html'>Its time to do what I have been working for&lt;br /&gt;I freeze in my place not a move from me&lt;br /&gt;not a word comes out of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why I have been waiting&lt;br /&gt;for this for some time now and I fail myself&lt;br /&gt;I was there at my goal ant the place of judgment&lt;br /&gt;I failed and have became this failure in life&lt;br /&gt;I never had this problem before this day&lt;br /&gt;why is this happening to me here and now&lt;br /&gt;I never feared failing when I try but now&lt;br /&gt;I fail of fear with out trying do to my past&lt;br /&gt;failing has been painful in the past and&lt;br /&gt;life is a circle that goes around and&lt;br /&gt;ends up ion the same place I hope to try again&lt;br /&gt;but I have been here before and I will stand up&lt;br /&gt;to my fears and look them in their face and&lt;br /&gt;make them fear me for I have become a king&lt;br /&gt;that should be feared not afraid of my goals&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-115965542024096733?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/115965542024096733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=115965542024096733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115965542024096733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115965542024096733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/09/stand-high.html' title='Stand high'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-115925326239873113</id><published>2006-09-26T09:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:06:38.859+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal in the dark</title><content type='html'>There is a goal in my head&lt;br /&gt;and I can only hope I can do it&lt;br /&gt;I look at my self in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;you can do this for me its a new world&lt;br /&gt;and I must stand up to my fears&lt;br /&gt;open out my mouth and let it all out&lt;br /&gt;my fist starts to sweet and my mouth is dry&lt;br /&gt;nerves high in the are I hope only to be able&lt;br /&gt;to do this I must do this to prove it all to me&lt;br /&gt;cry out to myself wake up and fight&lt;br /&gt;no more sleeping no more games&lt;br /&gt;if you are here then you should stand up&lt;br /&gt;in the face of what is hard to see and grab it&lt;br /&gt;why cant we just get rid of our fears&lt;br /&gt;walk to the goal and just say hello&lt;br /&gt;game over you have won the game&lt;br /&gt;just the fact that you stand up is a great step&lt;br /&gt;no sit down and relax for its out of my hand&lt;br /&gt;my moves over its now your good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-115925326239873113?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/115925326239873113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=115925326239873113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115925326239873113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115925326239873113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/09/goal-in-dark.html' title='Goal in the dark'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-115867066348741821</id><published>2006-09-19T15:46:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:06:38.802+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Here but where</title><content type='html'>Here in this place I don't know&lt;br /&gt;a felling of happiness flows&lt;br /&gt;though me and over me like&lt;br /&gt;water under a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;so happy that I have a hard time&lt;br /&gt;believing it its to much to fell this flow&lt;br /&gt;but deep in this soul I fell some thing else&lt;br /&gt;pain a hate to some thing I don't like&lt;br /&gt;I can stand this any more one feeling&lt;br /&gt;one word should I know&lt;br /&gt;any thing but here cry is all I want to&lt;br /&gt;do but laugh is what I want to do&lt;br /&gt;die is what I want but a live I am&lt;br /&gt;life should be one way why am I here&lt;br /&gt;it seems to be two way street&lt;br /&gt;and I am in the middle of it&lt;br /&gt;confused and want an answer to this&lt;br /&gt;life I am livings in the end I am here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-115867066348741821?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/115867066348741821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=115867066348741821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115867066348741821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115867066348741821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-but-where_19.html' title='Here but where'/><author><name>Salah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-115838582697821611</id><published>2006-09-16T08:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:06:38.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark truth</title><content type='html'>Late at night I sit quite&lt;br /&gt;in this house that is loud&lt;br /&gt;I ask my self what I have&lt;br /&gt;done and why I think the way I do&lt;br /&gt;I sit for hours just wondering&lt;br /&gt;about the stupidest things&lt;br /&gt;I can not deny the facts that&lt;br /&gt;run throw my head for I can&lt;br /&gt;only see the truth of&lt;br /&gt;silliness and waste of time&lt;br /&gt;I have to do some thing with&lt;br /&gt;in this life of mine&lt;br /&gt;it is only one second in&lt;br /&gt;the long time of life&lt;br /&gt;I am here doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;evil just evil that's all&lt;br /&gt;taking time as a joke&lt;br /&gt;before you know I will be die&lt;br /&gt;and what would I have left behind&lt;br /&gt;cry at the idea of the life we live&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-115838582697821611?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/115838582697821611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=115838582697821611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115838582697821611'/><link rel='self' 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understand the unknown like all the time&lt;br /&gt;because it knows me more then I know my self&lt;br /&gt;I just hope this is not what I think it is&lt;br /&gt;I see the face of a friend and a word&lt;br /&gt;the eyes of an angel and a feeling&lt;br /&gt;the smile of a dream and once more cry out&lt;br /&gt;a past with a knife coming to me&lt;br /&gt;some thing so small that problems me&lt;br /&gt;fears that come alive and hunt me&lt;br /&gt;what done this mean I don't know but&lt;br /&gt;I only hope I can see what it all means&lt;br /&gt;before its to late to do anything about what I see&lt;br /&gt;people would say let me be&lt;br /&gt;but not me help me for I don't know what happened&lt;br /&gt;to this mind of mine good bye oh old friend&lt;br /&gt;I will just need to wait and see what shall happen to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-115827541880871997?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32761744.post-115815600570514935</id><published>2006-09-13T16:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:06:38.558+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I raise above my old self</title><content type='html'>I sit on the floor and look up&lt;br /&gt;there is was some thing new&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen like it before&lt;br /&gt;I changed my mind and tried my best&lt;br /&gt;I spoke all right without a flaw&lt;br /&gt;for what was before me fell down&lt;br /&gt;from the skies and on to earth&lt;br /&gt;the stones that is set in the face&lt;br /&gt;the kind curves that are just in place&lt;br /&gt;the hidden beauty I want to know&lt;br /&gt;story came with such grace&lt;br /&gt;and will leave this soul of mine&lt;br /&gt;staying here in this small place&lt;br /&gt;the limited time that I get to see&lt;br /&gt;what truly is there is something large&lt;br /&gt;a whole piece of life that I can have&lt;br /&gt;but I stand up and walk away&lt;br /&gt;for I deny my self to fall into the dark&lt;br /&gt;bye oh friend and more then that&lt;br /&gt;but I forgot to even know the name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32761744-115815600570514935?l=kfhreturns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kfhreturns.blogspot.com/feeds/115815600570514935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32761744&amp;postID=115815600570514935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115815600570514935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32761744/posts/default/115815600570514935'/><link 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