<?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-1852930315059803829</id><updated>2011-07-28T09:16:10.964-07:00</updated><category term='Poem/ Ideology'/><category term='poem'/><category term='preface / Introduction'/><category term='Diary of a Poet'/><title type='text'>Gift of Expectancy</title><subtitle type='html'>Matured with breakable heart. Due to the poor fate in his love affairs, his heart was broken twice! Who is trying to accomplish the dreams which he has dedicated for his native ground ! Who is trying to astonish and strengthen to the society which concerns with him ! 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့အနစ္နာခံေသးတယ္ဆုိရင္..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍လူေတြကမင္းရဲ ့ွ ႏွလုံးသားကုိဘာအေရာင္လာဆုိးဆုိး၊ဘယ္သူေတြဘာအေရာင္ေၿပာင္းေၿပာင္းမင္းကမေၿပာင္းပဲ အၿဖဴသန္ ့သန္ ့နဲ ့ပဲဆက္တုံ ့့့ၿပန္နုိင္ေသးတယ္ဆုိရင္..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍ လူေတြ ၊ အေၿခအေနေတြ ၊ အခ်ိန္ေတြ ေၿပာင္းလဲ သြားတာေတာင္ မင္းက မင္းယံုၾကည္မႈတစ္ခုအတြက္ ၊ မင္းၿမတ္ႏုိးတဲ ့ခ်စ္ၿခင္းေမတၱာအတြက္ ၊ မင္းတန္ဖုိးထားတဲ ့ၿဖဴစင္ၿခင္းတရား တစ္ခုအတြက္ မေၿပာင္းလဲ ခဲ ့ဘူးဆုိရင္ေလ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;မင္းကုိယ္မင္းမွန္ထဲ ၿပန္ၾကည္ ့လုိက္...&lt;br /&gt;မင္းႏွလုံးသားမွာဒဏ္ရာေတြမ်ားေတာ့ မင္းမ်က္ႏွာမဲ့ရင္မဲ ့ေနလိမ့္မယ္..&lt;br /&gt;ဒါေပမယ့္ ၿပံဳးလုိက္ပါ ဒဏ္္ရာေတြၾကားကပဲ၊&lt;br /&gt;မင္းမွာလြမ္းစရာေတြ အေမ့ခံအၿဖစ္ေတြမ်ားေတာ့ မင္းမ်က္၀န္းမွာ မ်က္ရည္စေတြရွိရင္ရွိေနလိမ့္မယ္..&lt;br /&gt;ဒါေပမယ့္ ၿပံဳးလုိက္ပါ  မ်က္ရည္စေတြၾကားကပဲ၊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ၿပီးေတာ့ ကုိယ့္ကိုကုိယ္ၿပန္ေၿပာလုိက္..&lt;br /&gt;"မင္းသိပ္ ၿဖဳစင္ပါလား...မင္းသိပ္ေတာ္ပါလား"...  လုိ ့&lt;br /&gt;အင္း...မင္းေပးဆပ္ခဲ ့တဲ ့ ၀ိညာဥ္ အားလုံးရဲ ့ကုိယ္စားေပါ ့.....မင္းခံယူထုိက္ပါတယ္..။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                              ၿဖဳေသာစိတ္ကူးမ်ားၿဖင့္, စုိးစံ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*၀န္ခံခ်က္*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ယခုကဗ်ာကုုိ&lt;br /&gt;Rudyard Kipling ၏ If ဆုိေသာကဗ်ာကုိ အေမစု 1989 တြင္ဘာသာၿပန္ခဲ့သည္ ့ဟန္/ပံုစံ ကုိယူ၍ ေရးဖြဲ ့ထားပါေၾကာင္း&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-8146471743966905207?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/8146471743966905207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Poet'/><title type='text'>ဒိုင္ယာရီ(၄)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ဒီေန ့ေတြးမိတာေလး တစ္ခုပါ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self confidence ဆုိေသာမိမိကိုယ္ကုိယံုၾကည္မႈသည္၄င္း&lt;br /&gt;Purity ဆုိေသာ ၿဖဴစင္မႈသည္၄င္း&lt;br /&gt;Belief ဆုိေသာ ယံုၾကည္မႈသည္၄င္း ပ်က္စီးသြားခဲ့သည္ရွိေသာ္&lt;br /&gt;၄င္းတုိ ့သည္ၿပဳၿပင္ရန္(သုိ ့မဟုတ္) ၿပန္၍တည္ေဆာက္ရန္&lt;br /&gt;လြန္စြာခက္ခဲ ေသာ&lt;br /&gt;စိတ္ဓာတ္အေဆာက္အအံုမ်ားၿဖစ္ေလသည္။&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-9088953169872333834?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/9088953169872333834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Ideology'/><title type='text'>အကယ္၍</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S-jB4U1AMQI/AAAAAAAAARo/xDRdumcrhaA/s1600/suu-kyi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S-jB4U1AMQI/AAAAAAAAARo/xDRdumcrhaA/s200/suu-kyi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469834920849322242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;မင္းအသုိင္းအ၀ုိင္း တုန္လႈပ္ေျခာက္ျခားၿပီး&lt;br /&gt;ဒါေတြဟာ မင္းေၾကာင့္လုိ႔ ၀ုိင္း၀န္းအျပစ္တင္ၾကတဲ့အခါ&lt;br /&gt;မင္းဟာ တည္ၿငိမ္စြာနဲ႔ ရင္ဆုိင္ႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;အားလုံးက မင္းကုိ မယုံသကၤာျဖစ္လာတဲ့အခါ&lt;br /&gt;သူတုိ႔ကုိ နားလည္စြာ ခြင့္လႊတ္ရင္းနဲ႔&lt;br /&gt;မင္းကုိယ္မင္း ယုံၾကည္မႈ အျပည့္ရွိမယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;ေစာင့္သင့္တဲ့အခ်ိန္ကုိ ေစာင့္ႏုိင္ၿပီး&lt;br /&gt;အဲဒီအတြက္လည္း မေမာမပန္း ေနႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ဒါမွမဟုတ္&lt;br /&gt;မင္းရဲ႕အေၾကာင္း မဟုတ္မတရား မုသားစကားၾကားရတဲ့အခါ&lt;br /&gt;မင္းကလည္း အလိမ္အညာေတြနဲ႔ မတုန္႔ျပန္ဘူးဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ဒါမွမဟုတ္&lt;br /&gt;မင္းကုိ လူတကာက ၀ုိင္း၀န္းမုန္းတီးတဲ့အခါ&lt;br /&gt;မင္းကလည္း အမုန္းေတြ ျပန္မပြားဘူးဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;စိတ္ကူးယဥ္အိပ္မက္ေတြဟာ&lt;br /&gt;မင္းအေပၚ မလႊမ္းမုိးေစဘဲ&lt;br /&gt;စိတ္ကူးႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ၿပီးေတာ့&lt;br /&gt;အေတြးအေခၚ စိတ္ကူးေတြဟာ&lt;br /&gt;ေမွ်ာ္မွန္းခ်က္သက္သက္သာ မျဖစ္ေစဘဲ&lt;br /&gt;ေတြးေခၚႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;ေအာင္ျမင္မႈသုခနဲ႔ ဆုံး႐ႈံးမႈဒုကၡေတြကုိ ၾကံဳေတြ႕ရတဲ့အခါ&lt;br /&gt;တူညီေသာ ေလာကဓံတရားေတြပါလားရယ္လုိ႔&lt;br /&gt;ခံယူထားႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;မင္းရဲ႕ အမွန္စကားေတြကုိ&lt;br /&gt;လူလိမ္လူညာေတြက လွည့္စားေျပာင္းလဲၿပီး&lt;br /&gt;မုသားအျဖစ္ ေထာင္ေခ်ာက္ဆင္ ညစ္တဲ့အခါ&lt;br /&gt;မင္းဟာ တည္ၿငိမ္စြာနဲ႔ နာၾကားႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;မင္းဘ၀တစ္ခုလုံးေပးၿပီး&lt;br /&gt;အရိပ္တၾကည့္ၾကည့္နဲ႔ ျဖည့္ဆည္းခဲ့ရတဲ့ အရာရာကုိ&lt;br /&gt;ဖ်က္ဆီးခံလုိက္ရၿပီးတဲ့ေနာက္&lt;br /&gt;အင္မတန္မွေသးငယ္တဲ့ တန္ဆာပလာ အရာရာနဲ႔&lt;br /&gt;ျပန္လည္တည္ေဆာက္ႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;မင္းႏုိင္ခဲ့သမွ်ေတြအားလုံး&lt;br /&gt;ေႂကြတလွည့္ၾကက္တခုန္ပမာ&lt;br /&gt;တလွည့္တခါတည္းနဲ႔ ဆုံး႐ႈံးသြားခဲ့ရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ၿပီးေတာ့&lt;br /&gt;အစကေန ျပန္စႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ၿပီးေတာ့တခါ&lt;br /&gt;ဆုိးလွတဲ့ကံၾကမၼာရယ္လုိ႔&lt;br /&gt;ဘယ္ေသာအခါမွ ညည္းညဴမေနဘူးဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;သူမ်ားတကာေတြ လုပ္ၿပီးသြားၾကလုိ႔&lt;br /&gt;အခ်ိန္အေတာ္ၾကာမွ မင္းအလွည့္ေရာက္လာတဲ့အခါ&lt;br /&gt;မင္းတေယာက္တည္းနဲ႔ပဲ&lt;br /&gt;အားနဲ႔မာန္နဲ႔ ဇြဲသတၱိရွိရွိ ဆက္ႀကိဳးစားႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အဲဒီလုိပဲ&lt;br /&gt;မင္းမွာ စိတ္အင္အားကလြဲလုိ႔ ဘာဆုိဘာမွ မရွိေတာ့တဲ့အခါ&lt;br /&gt;အဲဒီစိတ္အင္အားကုိ ခုိင္မာစြာနဲ႔ပဲ&lt;br /&gt;လက္ဆုပ္လက္ကုိင္ ထားႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;လူေတြနဲ႔ ထိေတြ႕ဆက္ဆံ ေျပာဆုိတဲ့အခါ&lt;br /&gt;ကုိယ္က်င့္သိကၡာကုိ ေစာင့္ထိန္းႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ဒါမွမဟုတ္&lt;br /&gt;မင္းဧကရာဇ္ေတြနဲ႔အတူ လမ္းေလွ်ာက္ေနရေပမယ့္&lt;br /&gt;မာန္၊ မာန ေသြး မႂကြဘူးဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;ရန္သူကျဖစ္ေစ၊ မိတ္ေဆြကျဖစ္ေစ&lt;br /&gt;မင္းကုိ နာက်ည္းေအာင္ မလုပ္ႏုိင္ေစရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;လူတုိင္းကုိ တန္ဖုိးထားေလးစားေပမယ့္&lt;br /&gt;စြဲလမ္းမႈ သံေယာဇဥ္ေတြ ထားမေနဘူးဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍&lt;br /&gt;တုိေတာင္းလွတဲ့ မပစ္ပယ္ႏုိင္တဲ့ တမိနစ္အတြင္းမွာ&lt;br /&gt;အဓိပၸာယ္ရွိတဲ့ စကၠန္႔ေျခာက္ဆယ္အျဖစ္ အသုံးခ်ႏုိင္မယ္ဆုိရင္ . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ငါ့သားေရ&lt;br /&gt;မင္းဟာ အရာရာရွိတဲ့ အရာရာျဖစ္တဲ့ ကမာၻႀကီးကုိ ဆုပ္ကုိင္လုိ႔&lt;br /&gt;အရာရာ ဘာမဆုိ မင္းစြမ္းႏုိင္ၿပီေပါ့&lt;br /&gt;အဲဒီေတာ့ မင္းဟာလည္း ေယာက္်ားေကာင္းတေယာက္ပဲေပါ့။ ။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ေဒၚေအာင္ဆန္းစုၾကည္မွ NLD လူငယ္မ်ားအား ၁၉၈၉ ခုႏွစ္တြင္ အမွာစကားေျပာၾကားရင္း ဒီ IF ကဗ်ာကုိ ျပန္ဆုိျပခဲ့ျခင္း ျဖစ္ပါသည္။&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-1291302260351749619?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/1291302260351749619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/1291302260351749619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Diary of a Poet'/><title type='text'>ဒိုင္ယာရီ(၃)</title><content type='html'>Today I have read something from Chicken soup for the soul and its mentioned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; The greatest weakness of most humans is their hesitancy to tell others how much they love them while they're still alive. ( O.A.Battista )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I urge all my friends to tell " I Love You " to the one you love without hesitatingly 'cause those words are Perfect words, a Gift and a Legacy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         ၿဖဴေသာစိတ္ကူးမ်ားၿဖင့္,&lt;br /&gt;                                                         စုိးစံ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-1068682938210580269?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/1068682938210580269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>ဒိုင္ယာရီ(၂)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ဒီေန ့ခ်စ္သူကုိလြမ္းသည္၊&lt;br /&gt;အကယ္၍ခ်စ္သူသည္ ႏွင္းဆီဆုိလွ်င္ သူ ့ကုိလြမ္းေသာအလြမ္းတုိ ့ကုိ ႏွင္းဆီရနံ ့ဟုေခၚရမည္၊&lt;br /&gt;ရင္ခြင္တြင္း၌ ႏွင္းဆီရွိမေနေသာ္လည္း ႏွင္းဆီရနံ ့ထုံလႊမ္းေသာအလြမ္းတုိ ့သည္ ရင္ကုိလႊမး္ၿခံဳ၍ အလြမ္းေတးသြားတစ္ပုဒ္ကုိသီဆုိေနသေယာင္.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-4461532122503944029?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/4461532122503944029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ဒိုင္ယာရီ(၁)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ယေန ့singapore တြင္ပိေတာက္ပန္းမ်ားပြင့္ၾကသည္၊ ခူးသူမဲ့ေသာမ်က္ႏွာငယ္ပန္းပိေတာက္တုိ ့သည္ ပင္ယံထက္တြင္လည္းေ၀လွ်က္ ္ ေၿမၿပင္တြင္လည္းေၾကြလွ်က္၀င္း၀ါလွပလွ်က္ရွိသည္၊ ေၾကြေလေသာပိေတာက္တစ္ဆုပ္ကုိ ေလထဲသုိ ့ၾကဲေၿမွာက္လုိက္ရာ ခပ္ေရးေရးရနံ ့ကုိေပးကာ ေၾကြပိေတာက္တုိ ့ေလတြင္လွပစြာလြင့္၀ဲေလေတာ့သည္၊ အင္..နက္ၿဖန္ဆုိလွ်င္ပိေတာက္ႏွင့္တူေသ...ာခ်စ္သူသည္လည္း အလြမ္းခပ္ေရးေရးကုိခ်န္ရင္း..ဟိုးအေ၀းဆီသုိ ့လွပစြာ၀ဲလြင့္ေလေတာ့မည္ေလ.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-511378393902648832?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/511378393902648832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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့တစ္ခါတစ္ရံအတန္ငယ္ေအးစက္ေသာ္လည္းေႏြးေထြးေသာႏွလုံးသားတစ္စံုကုိပိုင္ဆုိင္ေလ၏။ထုိေမ်ာက္သည္ေအးခ်မ္းေသာဘ၀ကုိၿမတ္ႏိုးေသာ္လည္းသူ၏ဘ၀အစိတ္အပုိင္းတုိ ့ကုိစြန္ ့စားမႈတုိ ့ၿဖင့္စတင္ေလ့ရွိသည္။&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ထုိ ့ၿပင္၄င္းေမ်ာက္သည္မ်ားၿပားေသာအစြန္းတုိ ့တြင္ေနထုိင္သူလည္းၿဖစ္သည္။&lt;br /&gt;၄င္းေမ်ာက္သည္တစ္ခါတစ္ရံလြန္စြာေအးစက္၍တစ္ခါတစ္ရံေႏြးေထြး၏။&lt;br /&gt;တစ္ခါတစ္ရံသနားၾကင္နာမႈၿပင္းထန္၍တစ္ခါတစ္ရံရက္စက္ခ်င္၏၊&lt;br /&gt;တစ္ခါတစ္ရံ လြန္စြာအပ်င္းထူ၍တစ္ခါတစ္ရံလည္း၀ိရီယလြန္တတ္၏၊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;တစ္ခါတစ္ရံေၿပာလက္စအေၾကာင္းကုိပင္ေမ့ေနတတ္ၿပီးတစ္ခါတစ္ရံေတာ့(၁၀)ႏွစ္ခန္ ့ကအပ္ဆူးခဲ့သည္ကုိမွတ္မိေနတတ္သည္၊&lt;br /&gt;တစ္ခါတစ္ရံအမ်ားအက်ဳိးကုိသာစဥ္းစားတတ္ၿပီးတစ္ခါတစ္ရံေတာ့မိမိထိခိုက္မည့္မည္သည့္ကိစၥမဆုိမလုပ္သူၿဖစ္သည္၊&lt;br /&gt;တစ္ခါတစ္ရံကိစၥတစ္ခုကုိအေဆာတလွ်င္ဆံုးၿဖတ္တတ္ၿပီးတစ္ခါတစ္ရံလည္းဆံုးၿဖတ္ခ်က္ခ်န္လြန္စြာေႏွာင့္ေႏွးတတ္၏၊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;တစ္ခါတစ္ရံအလြန္စိတ္ဓာတ္ခုိင္မာၿပီးတစ္ခါတစ္ရံေတာ့လည္းေပ်ာ့ ည့ံေလသည္&lt;br /&gt;တစ္ခါတစ္ရံမာနမရွိအၿဖဴထည္ၿဖစ္ေသာ္လည္းတစ္ခါတစ္ရံမူထုိမာနကုိစီး၍တိမ္မ်ားဆီသုိ ့သြားတတ္ေလ၏&lt;br /&gt;တစ္ခါတစ္ရံလြန္စြာသတိရွိေသာ္လည္းတစ္ခါတစ္ရံလက္လြတ္စပယ္လုပ္တတ္ေလ၏&lt;br /&gt;္၄င္းေမ်ာက္သည္တစ္ခါတစ္ခါရယ္ရမည့္   အခ်ိန္၌ငိုေနတတ္၍ငုိရမည့္အခ်ိန္မ်ားတြင္ရယ္ေနတတ္သူလည္းၿဖစ္သည္။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;သုိ ့ေသာ္ထုိေမ်ာက္၌အလွတရားတစ္ခုကုိကြ်န္ေတာ္ေတြ ့ရွိမိသည္၊ ၄င္းအလွကားၿဖဴစင္မႈအလွတရားပင္ၿဖစ္သည္။&lt;br /&gt;ကြ်န္ေတာ္္ၿမတ္ႏုိးေသာၿဖဴစင္မႈကုိ ခ်စ္ေသာ၄င္းေမ်ာက္ေလး၏ႏွလုံးသားတြင္ရွာေဖြေတြ ့ရွိခဲ ့ရၿခင္းသည္လည္း ကြ်န္ေတာ္ ့ကုိဤကမာၻ၌ေပ်ာ္ရႊင္စြာရပ္တည္ႏိုင္ေစေသာအေၾကာင္းမ်ားထဲမွတစ္ခုၿဖစ္ေလသည္။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; သုိ ့ေသာ္၄င္းေမ်ာက္သည္ကြ်န္ေတာ္ ့ႏွလုံးသားတြင္ေနထုုိင္ေသာ္လည္းသူ၏အတၳဳပၸတၱိတြင္ကြ်န္ေတာ့္အားပါ၀င္ခြင့္မေပးေပ၊&lt;br /&gt;သုိ ့ေသာ္သူစိတ္လုိလက္ရွုိေသာအခါမ်ား၌ သူၾကိဳက္ေသာအာလူးကုိစား၍သူ၏အတၳဳပၸတၱိကုိကြ်န္ေတာ့အားရင္ဘတ္ႏွင့္ေၿပာၿပတတ္ေလ၏၊&lt;br /&gt; ကြ်န္ေတာ္သည္လည္းထုိေမ်ာက္ကုိခ်စ္သၿဖင့္သူ ့ရင္မွလာေသာစကားမ်ားကုိႏွလုံးသားၿဖင့္နားေထာင္မိေလသည္၊&lt;br /&gt; နားေထာင္ရင္းၿဖင့္သာလွ်င္ထုိၿဖဴစင္ေသာေမ်ာက္တစ္ေကာင္၏အတၳဳပၸတၱိတြင္ကြ်န္ေတာ္ပါ၀င္ခြင့္ရမည့္ေန ့ကုိ   ေစာင့္ရင္းႏွလုံးသားတြင္းရွိသူေနထု္ိင္ရာသစ္ပင္ကုိသာေမတၱာေရမ်ားတြင္တြင္ေလာင္းေပးေနမိပါေတာ့သည္။        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                  ဆက္ရန္..............&lt;br /&gt;                      ၿဖဴေသာစိတ္ကူးမ်ားၿဖင့္,&lt;br /&gt;                                     စုိးစံ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-2687941746581525436?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/2687941746581525436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>ေနြပန္းခ်ီ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ေႏြပန္းခ်ီ   စာမမီွၿပီေပါ့&lt;br /&gt;                                                     သည္အတာ။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--                                                   စိမ္း၀ါေေရႊဖူး   ပိေတာက္ဦးနွင့္&lt;br /&gt;                                                     ေရႊရည္၀င္းပ    ငုအလွတုိ ့&lt;br /&gt;                                                     ပင္ယံၿမိဳင္နန္း   ဘ၀င္လန္းေအာင္ &lt;br /&gt;                                                     ရနံ ့ထုံ ့သင္း     ဆုပ္အံုက်င္းနွင္ ့&lt;br /&gt;                                                     သဘာ၀က်       ပနာရ၍&lt;br /&gt;                                                     အတာအလွ          မပါမရၿပီ&lt;br /&gt;                                                     ပိေတာက္တစ္မည္   ငုတစ္လီႏွင့္။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     ေႏြ၏ပန္းခ်ီ     အတာမည္ေသာ&lt;br /&gt;                                                     ပိေတာက္ႏွင့္ငု   ေပါင္းစုသြန္းသည့္&lt;br /&gt;                                                     တစ္ခုဂိန္မွာန္  ေႏြသၾကၤန္ တြင္&lt;br /&gt;                                                     သိခဲ ့ဖူးသည္   ပိေတာက္မည္သည္&lt;br /&gt;                                                     ေမႊးအီသင္း   ထံုရနံ ့စံုကုိ  &lt;br /&gt;                                                     အိမ္မက္ပမာ   သၾကၤန္ခါတြင္&lt;br /&gt;                                                     ေပးၿပီကြယ္ေပ်ာက္    ေၿခရာေၿဖာက္သုိ ့  &lt;br /&gt;                                                    ေပ်ာက္ခဲ ့ဖူးသည္    ခ်စ္ဦးသူသည္&lt;br /&gt;                                                    ႏွလုံးသားထက္       တံဆိပ္ႏွက္ကာ&lt;br /&gt;                                                   အိမ္မက္ပိေတာက္   တင္ကာေပ်ာက္သည္&lt;br /&gt;                                                   ေဩာ္တစ္ခုဂိန္မွာန္   ေႏြသၾကၤန္   တုန္းကပါလား.... ....        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                   ၿဖူေသာစိတ္ကူးမ်ားၿဖင့္&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                   စိုးစံ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-8512371575072981331?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/8512371575072981331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/8512371575072981331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/8512371575072981331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_14.html' title='ေနြပန္းခ်ီ'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-5460893781138706888</id><published>2010-04-10T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T02:35:33.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>အိမ္မက္(၂)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ညက အ္ိမ္မက္ထပ္မက္တယ္ အိမ္မက္ထဲမွာ...&lt;br /&gt;  ကိုယ့္ႏွလံုးသားေလးေလ   ေသသြားလို႕တဲ႕&lt;br /&gt;  ဒါနဲ႕သူကို ရင္ခြဲရုံကိုပို႕လိုက္ၾကပါေရာ...&lt;br /&gt; ဟုိေရာက္ေတာ့ သူကိုခြဲၾကည့္ၾကတာေပါ့&lt;br /&gt;  ဘာရွိလဲလို႕ေလ...&lt;br /&gt;  အဲဒီမွာကိုယ္ေတြ႕ခဲ႕တယ္...၊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ေသဆံုးသြားတဲ႕ ႏွလံုးသားထဲမွာ&lt;br /&gt;  ကိုယ္ခ်စ္တဲ႕မင္းရွိတယ္။&lt;br /&gt;  မင္းရဲ႕ပစ္ပယ္ျခင္း ခံရတဲ႔&lt;br /&gt;မ်က္ႏွာငယ္ ကဗ်ာေလးေတြလည္းရွိတယ္။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  အေကာင္အထည္မေပၚခဲ႕တဲ႕အိမ္မက္ေတြရွိတယ္။&lt;br /&gt;Cyprus လမ္းမွာေလွ်ာက္ခ်င္ခဲ့တဲ႕ စိတ္ကူးယဥ္&lt;br /&gt;  ေတြလည္းရွိခဲ႕ဖူးတယ္။&lt;br /&gt;ရည္သန္ခ်က္ေတြနဲ႕ လတ္ဆတ္တဲ႕မနက္ျဖန္ေတြလည္း ရွိခဲ႕တယ္။&lt;br /&gt;သယ္ေဆာင္ခဲ႕ရတဲ႕အတိတ္ကအရိပ္ေတြလည္း&lt;br /&gt;  တစ္ေပြ႕တစ္ပိုက္နဲ႕ရွိေနတယ္။မသိစိတ္မွာထိုးသိပ္ျမဳပ္ႏွံထားတဲ႔အျငိဳးေတြ၊&lt;br /&gt;  အမုန္းေတြနဲ႕ အေငြ႕ပ်ံမ်က္ရည္ေတြလည္းရွိတယ္။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    မင္းျငင္းတိုင္းျပိဳကြဲခဲ႕တဲ႕အိမ္မက္အပိုင္းအစေတြ ရွိတယ္။&lt;br /&gt;                    ၾကယ္မစံုရင္မင္းမၾကည့္ခ်င္ဘူးလို႕ေျပာခဲ႕တဲ႕&lt;br /&gt;                    ၾကယ္မစံုတဲ႕ညေတြလည္းရွိတယ္။&lt;br /&gt;                    လမင္းနဲ႕ထင္ေယာင္မွားခဲ႕ရတဲ႕မင္း ရဲ႕ဆင္္ပံုလႊာေတြလည္းရွိခဲ႕တယ္။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    ေၾသာ္.....သနားစရာေကာင္းလိုက္တဲ႕....ကိုယ့္ႏွလံုးသားေလး&lt;br /&gt;                    သူသိမ္းဆည္းသယ္ေဆာင္လာရတာသိပ္ပင္ပန္းျပီထင္ပါရဲ႕“&lt;br /&gt;                    ေအးခ်မ္းစြာ ေသဆံုးသြားတဲ႕သူကို&lt;br /&gt;                    ျပန္သက္၀င္ေအာင္ ကိုယ္မလုပ္ေတာ့ပါဘူးေလ&lt;br /&gt;                    ႏွလံုးသားမဲ႕ရွင္သန္သင့္ျပီထင္ပါရဲ႕...........။&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    ၿဖဳဳေသာစိတ္ကူးမ်ားၿဖင့္,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             စိုးစံ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-5460893781138706888?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/5460893781138706888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/5460893781138706888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/5460893781138706888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_10.html' title='အိမ္မက္(၂)'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-1898597306170385391</id><published>2010-04-07T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T02:34:33.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>အိမ္မက္ ( ၁ )</title><content type='html'>ညကအိမ္မက္ မက္တယ္&lt;br /&gt;အိမ္မက္ထဲ မွာေလ ကိုယ့္နွလံုးသားေလးက ေတြရာလူကုိလိုက္ေမးသတဲ့&lt;br /&gt;သူဘာလုိ ့မင္းကုိ ဒီေလာက္ ခ်စ္ရတာလဲတဲ့ေလ....ဘာလို ့လဲတဲ ့?&lt;br /&gt;္&lt;br /&gt; ဦးဆုံးေတြတဲ့ ပန္းခ်စ္သူပ်ားကေတာ့ေၿပာတယ္၊&lt;br /&gt;"မင္းသူအက်ဳိးကုိ သိပ္လိုလားသလား" တဲ့၊&lt;br /&gt;"ငါတုိ ့ေတာ့ ငါတုိ ့ခ်စ္တဲ့ပန္း ေတြအက်ဳိးကိုလုိလားတယ္&lt;br /&gt;ဒါေၾကာင့္ ငါတုိ ့ပန္း ေတြကုိ သိပ္ ခ်စ္တယ္" တဲ။့&lt;br /&gt;ကိုယ့္နွလံုးသားေလးကစဥ္းစားတယ္, အင္း...မွန္ေပမဲ့ အၿပည့္အ၀မပာုတ္ေသးဘူး။&lt;br /&gt;ဒါနဲ ့သူဆက္ထြက္ခဲ့ၿပန္ေရာ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ၿမည္းတစ္ေကာင္နဲ ့ထပ္ေတြ ့ေတာ့ သူကေၿပာတယ္&lt;br /&gt;"မင္းလည္းငါ့လိုသိပ္တံုးတဲ့ေကာင္မို ့လို ့ေနမွာေပါ့ကြာ " တဲ၊&lt;br /&gt;ကိုယ့္နွလံုးသားေလး့ကစဥ္းစားတယ္,အင္း...မွန္သလိုလိုပဲ ဒါေပမဲ့အၿပည့္အ၀မပာုတ္ေသးဘူး။&lt;br /&gt;ဒါနဲ ့သူဆက္ထြက္ခဲ့ၿပန္ေရာေပါ့......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ေနာက္ထပ္ေတြတဲ့၀တ္ရည္စုပ္ငွက္ေလးကေတာ့&lt;br /&gt;"ငါတို ့အတြက္ေတာ့၀တ္ရည္ကမရွိမၿဖစ္ေလ&lt;br /&gt;၀တ္ရည္မရွိရင္ငါတို ့လည္းမရွိနိုင္ဘူးေပါ့&lt;br /&gt;မင္းလည္းငါတို ့၀တ္ရည္ ကုိ ခ်စ္သလုိ သူ ့ကုိ ခ်စ္တာ လား" တဲ့။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;္ဒါနဲကိုယ့္နွလံုးသားေလးကစဥ္းစားရၿပန္ေရာ...&lt;br /&gt;စဥ္းစားေနတုန္းၿဖတ္သြားတဲ့ပုရြက္ဆိတ္ၾကီးကေအာ္ေမးတယ္&lt;br /&gt;"မင္းမွာငါတို ့လို back-up system ရွိရဲ ့လား "တဲ့&lt;br /&gt;နွလံုးသားကေၿဖတယ္ " ရွိဘူး " တဲ့။&lt;br /&gt;ဦးပုရြက္ဆိတ္ၾကီးက"  အင္းဒါဆုိရင္ေတာ့ မင္းဘ၀ထဲ ကေန သူထြက္သြားတဲ့ေန ့ကေတာ့မင္းေသၿပီပဲ"&lt;br /&gt;အဲ့ဒီမွာ သစ္ေခါင္းထဲမွာရွိ တဲ့ ဇီးကြက္ၾကီးကလွမ္းေၿပာတယ္&lt;br /&gt;"ဘာလို ့လဲဆိုတာ မင္းကိုယ္္မင္းၿပန္ေမးၾကည့္ ပါဦး"  တဲ့။&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ဒါနဲကိုယ့္နွလံုးသားေလးက ၿပန္ေၿဖတယ္&lt;br /&gt;"ထူးအိမ္သင္ရယ္ေနလိမ့္မယ္ဗ်&lt;br /&gt;ကြ်န္ေတာ့္အခ်စ္မွာက အေၾကာင္းၿပခ်က္ မရွိဘူး "လို ့ ဆိုသတ ဲ့၊&lt;br /&gt;ဇီးကြက္ၾကီးကေတာ့ ေတြးေတြး ဆ ဆ နဲ ့ၿပန္ေၿပာတယ္&lt;br /&gt;" အင္း ...... မင္း ေတာ္ေတာ္ ရူးတဲ့ ေကာင္ပဲ "  တဲ ့၊&lt;br /&gt;ဒါေပမယ့္ေနာက္ဆံုးေတြတဲ့လ မင္းၾကီးကေတာ့&lt;br /&gt;ကိုယ့္နွလံုးသား ကုိ တုန္ရီစြာ နွစ္သိမ့္စကားဆိုတယ္။&lt;br /&gt;" ေအာ္......သနားစရာေကာင္းလိုက္တဲ့ ခေလးရယ္&lt;br /&gt;မင္းခံ စားရမွာေတြအတြက္ငါရင္ေလး လိုက္တာ " တဲ့&lt;br /&gt;ၿပီးေတာ့ သူက ဆက္ ေၿပာ တယ္&lt;br /&gt;" မင္းသူ ့ကုိ ဘယ္ေလာက္ခ်စ္တယ္ ဘာေၾကာင့္ခ်စ္တယ္ဆိုတာ ငါမသိပါဘူး&lt;br /&gt;္ဒါေပမယ့္မင္းသူ ့ေၾကင့္ ဒဏ္ရာရခဲ့လို ့ငုိရ တဲ ့အခ်ိန္က်ရင္သာ ငါ့ကုိသတိရလိုက္ပါ&lt;br /&gt;ငါ့ရဲ  ့ေအးၿမတဲ့ေရာင္ၿခည္ဟာမင္းရဲ  ့ဒဏ္ရာေတြကုိ ၿငိမ္းခ်မ္းေစၿပီး&lt;br /&gt;ငါ့ရဲ  ့ေအးၿမတဲ့ေမတၱာဓတ္ကေတာ့ မင္းရဲ  ့မ်က္ရည္ေတြကိုတိတ္နိုင္ပါေစလိမ့္မယ္ " တဲ၊့&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;လမင္းကုိေက်းဇူးတင္ရင္း ေနာက္ဆံုးကုိယ့္ နွလံုးသားေလးက တီး တိုးညီးတြားတယ္&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" အိုခ်စ္သူ&lt;br /&gt;              ကြ်နုူ္ပ္၏ ခ်စ္ၿခင္းသည္ စြန္ ့လြတ္ ၿခင္းနွင့္ ပိုင္ဆိုင္ရယူ ၿခင္းဟူေသာ&lt;br /&gt;              အစြန္းတို ့ မွလြတ္ကင္းကာ သန္ ့စင္ ေသာ ေမတၱာ ၿဖင့္ ခ်စ္ရင္းၿဖင့္သာ လ်င္&lt;br /&gt;              သီး ၿခားတည္ေနပါေလရဲ  ့.......     အိုခ်စ္သူ" ။&lt;br /&gt;                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                       ၿဖဳဴစင္စြာၿဖင့္,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                စုိးစံ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-1898597306170385391?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/1898597306170385391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-8026782505912534201</id><published>2010-04-05T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T02:34:09.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>The dream that dreamed by heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S7pEAsNT_gI/AAAAAAAAARE/y9UXLpHo2ao/s1600/sendinglove1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S7pEAsNT_gI/AAAAAAAAARE/y9UXLpHo2ao/s200/sendinglove1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456748677170462210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreaming that I have never dreamed before,&lt;br /&gt;You are the princess in my dream, princess that I can only possess in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream ,I' m yours, In fact, you have never requested and never knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, I was fallen into deep holes, in fact, you haven't done and never knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, I was taken to the Eden,in fact, you haven't  sent intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, I was trying to stay beside you, in fact, I was too tired and too pain to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, I was begging your mercy, in fact , its too critical to let me be in your heart forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreaming that I have never dreamed before,&lt;br /&gt;When I want to wake up  but  I can't wake up,&lt;br /&gt;I looked my self and amazed ,&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD !     I  DREAMED BY MY HEART  !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-8026782505912534201?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/8026782505912534201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream-that-dreamed-by-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/8026782505912534201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/8026782505912534201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream-that-dreamed-by-heart.html' title='The dream that dreamed by heart'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S7pEAsNT_gI/AAAAAAAAARE/y9UXLpHo2ao/s72-c/sendinglove1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-7851425117809027108</id><published>2010-03-31T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T10:00:55.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://buzz.blogger.com/2009/12/blogger-integrates-with-amazon.html"&gt;Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-7851425117809027108?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://buzz.blogger.com/2009/12/blogger-integrates-with-amazon.html' title='Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/7851425117809027108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/03/blogger-buzz-blogger-integrates-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/7851425117809027108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/7851425117809027108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/03/blogger-buzz-blogger-integrates-with.html' title='Blogger Buzz: Blogger integrates with Amazon Associates'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-3553761351640859905</id><published>2010-02-27T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:12:33.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To those lives which I had'nt met</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S4nPbvC3WSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/CSkenFPvd5M/s1600-h/photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S4nPbvC3WSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/CSkenFPvd5M/s200/photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443109700045855010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              It was sometime.&lt;br /&gt;                              I didn't know the value of,&lt;br /&gt;                              compassion,kindness of my parents,&lt;br /&gt;                              the value of being a student, aims of my lives,&lt;br /&gt;                              and love of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              There are so many points of lives which I had not met&lt;br /&gt;                              on my life path.   &lt;br /&gt;                              We can't meet with lives if we don't deserve.&lt;br /&gt;                              If so,I have so many points of lives which had not met&lt;br /&gt;                              on my life path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              So, can I meet again with those points of lives?&lt;br /&gt;                              World is like spherical ,that means&lt;br /&gt;                              I can meet again with those lives again at&lt;br /&gt;                              somewhere in sometime by somemeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              We can meet some points again but some of them&lt;br /&gt;                              had been already abolished when we reach again to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Sincerely written,&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Soe San&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-3553761351640859905?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/3553761351640859905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-those-lives-which-i-hadnt-met.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/3553761351640859905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/3553761351640859905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-those-lives-which-i-hadnt-met.html' title='To those lives which I had&apos;nt met'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S4nPbvC3WSI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/CSkenFPvd5M/s72-c/photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-2192328399567339439</id><published>2010-02-21T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T09:42:59.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'>Dancers in the Circle of lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S4HuMPXEgCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uUwoJrn4pGQ/s1600-h/dancers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S4HuMPXEgCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uUwoJrn4pGQ/s200/dancers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440891718889406498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Since the Origination ,&lt;br /&gt;We are born alone,&lt;br /&gt;with no companions and opulence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Termination,&lt;br /&gt;We will be  leaving  alone,&lt;br /&gt;with no companions and opulence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our existence in the vast web of life,&lt;br /&gt;we are dancing with various styles of choreography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are dancing  correlatively with,&lt;br /&gt;happiness,grievance,failure,glory,&lt;br /&gt;crying,smiling,venom and condolence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are dancing because we have to dance,&lt;br /&gt;We have to dance because we are on the stage,&lt;br /&gt;We are dancing on the stage of the fate only till......,&lt;br /&gt;Just only before Termination,&lt;br /&gt;Just only before we are leaving......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Sincerely Written by,&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Soe San&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-2192328399567339439?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/2192328399567339439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/dancers-in-circle-of-lives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/2192328399567339439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/2192328399567339439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/dancers-in-circle-of-lives.html' title='Dancers in the Circle of lives'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S4HuMPXEgCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/uUwoJrn4pGQ/s72-c/dancers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-6355983887965484487</id><published>2010-02-21T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:01:12.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'>On My way for the Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S4HlHXtgaPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/IqAyaJsOsro/s1600-h/Dance+His+Way+to+Peace+(Ben+Heine).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S4HlHXtgaPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/IqAyaJsOsro/s200/Dance+His+Way+to+Peace+(Ben+Heine).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440881739626998002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/spa&lt;br /&gt;                    On my way for the Peace,&lt;br /&gt;                    The way was roughly hard indeed,&lt;br /&gt;                    It was really  hard to defeat.&lt;br /&gt;                    I had tried to retreat ,  &lt;br /&gt;                    My mind warned me not to release,&lt;br /&gt;                    So I made an iron-will to withstand for success,&lt;br /&gt;                    That was  I will find the peace till to my last breath.&lt;br /&gt;                    Finally,  I had seen the peace,&lt;br /&gt;                    I believe that, On one day,I will succeed to get that peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Sincerely written,&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Soe San&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-6355983887965484487?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/6355983887965484487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-my-way-for-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/6355983887965484487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/6355983887965484487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-my-way-for-peace.html' title='On My way for the Peace'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S4HlHXtgaPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/IqAyaJsOsro/s72-c/Dance+His+Way+to+Peace+(Ben+Heine).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-6358676409101337330</id><published>2010-02-11T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:15:33.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'>Complexity in Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S3QtHKuMOaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GSv3RIPImQA/s1600-h/complexity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S3QtHKuMOaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GSv3RIPImQA/s200/complexity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437020251303459234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since dawn, our hearts are complex,&lt;br /&gt;But didn't know how complex was mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever,I need someone indeed,you appeared for me.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I felt for,  you shared with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps in slow, you flow into my soul.&lt;br /&gt;I had to accept even that feel was too complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since dawn, our minds are confuse,&lt;br /&gt;But didn't know how confuse was mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I omitted,  you came to my dreams and make me memorize your fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever, I choose,  your melody still unchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech in slow, you throw into my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't  refuse even that feel was too  confuse.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your fragrance and melody give me complexity,&lt;br /&gt;Your existing and sharing give me complexity.&lt;br /&gt;You might be known or you might not be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, my mind confuse and my heart complex,&lt;br /&gt;to breath together in a nest where a place I had never passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           Sincerely Written by, Soe San&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-6358676409101337330?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/6358676409101337330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/complexity-in-confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/6358676409101337330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/6358676409101337330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/complexity-in-confusion.html' title='Complexity in Confusion'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S3QtHKuMOaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GSv3RIPImQA/s72-c/complexity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-1143082715681228838</id><published>2010-02-05T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T17:53:06.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'>Donatore di cuore !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2zLexSYP8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/mEqfAUuJSUo/s1600-h/Heart+Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2zLexSYP8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/mEqfAUuJSUo/s200/Heart+Tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434942579816284098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could protect your lips,&lt;br /&gt;form dexterous seizing of Floral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could protect your hairs,&lt;br /&gt;from dexterous seizing of Divine  wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could protect your mind,&lt;br /&gt;from dexterous seizing of Dissimulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I couldn't  protect your heart,&lt;br /&gt;from dexterous seizing of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concealment made me lost,&lt;br /&gt;I had protected just to seize your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Beautifully in gilded home with your love,&lt;br /&gt;Concede my love and I will go to apogee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now: you may say Good-bye and Fare well !&lt;br /&gt;I have no Venom,none Animus, and won't  Blame on you.&lt;br /&gt; Just wrote this for my love , who loves  poems.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                               Sincerely, Soe San&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Theme to read Donatore di cuore !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its theme is ,there was  a gardener, who planted and watered   a flower and he didn't  pick-off the flower  because he thought that it not time and it may cause some damages to the flower.But unfortunately, his loving flower was taken by someone who has fast handed. And then, he found his flower is happy in the hand of  the new owner and he decided to go to the place where he can't find his flower, but before he left,he wished  his little flower to be happy and  he committed and said he loves her so much. And that's  all the story and I hope you will more easy to feel my poem. Thanks you ! &lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;*Meanings are appropriate only for this poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Donatore di couore ! -----   the  heart donor (or) donation of heart   &lt;br /&gt;                              dexterous seizing----- having fast handed/pick-off fast and firstly             &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         dissimulation----    having wrong ideas&lt;br /&gt;           gilded home---     home builted or covered with gold&lt;br /&gt;           apogee   --------- end of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                                          With Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;                                          Soe San&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-1143082715681228838?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/1143082715681228838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/donatore-di-cuore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/1143082715681228838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/1143082715681228838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/donatore-di-cuore.html' title='Donatore di cuore !'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2zLexSYP8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/mEqfAUuJSUo/s72-c/Heart+Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-2475755233605120816</id><published>2010-02-02T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T05:23:51.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2rKYN5YsPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vSmAp9pyzHM/s1600-h/philosophical_by_Lenv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2rKYN5YsPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vSmAp9pyzHM/s200/philosophical_by_Lenv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434378417771950322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wrong Orientation        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw my hand,&lt;br /&gt;They are guilt instead of innocence.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When I saw my steps,&lt;br /&gt;I went wrong instead of exemplary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw my brain,&lt;br /&gt;It was destructive instead of olivebranch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw my heart,&lt;br /&gt;It was trepidation  instead of nobleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had flown purely on all my way,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, there could be some trashes on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just nourished my brain to benefit the humanity,&lt;br /&gt;But, It was poisoned and cursed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I blurring my self in complex coloring.&lt;br /&gt;I yelled;" who had coloured me"&lt;br /&gt;A voice came up;" the one behind you",&lt;br /&gt;I looked back, I saw only a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;                                    Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;                                    Soe san&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-2475755233605120816?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/2475755233605120816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/wrong-orientation-when-i-saw-my-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/2475755233605120816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/2475755233605120816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/02/wrong-orientation-when-i-saw-my-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2rKYN5YsPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/vSmAp9pyzHM/s72-c/philosophical_by_Lenv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-5587490232652018752</id><published>2010-01-31T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:57:50.793-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'>A Road that leads to Nowhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2Y0jVSLjQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-HdzfaOqgio/s1600-h/Road_To_Nowhere_by_toxictwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2Y0jVSLjQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-HdzfaOqgio/s200/Road_To_Nowhere_by_toxictwo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433087782082546946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every road leads  some where and has destination.&lt;br /&gt;Man has to choose the own way.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps,some walk on other"s choice.&lt;br /&gt;Me? I am walking on the old lane that I have chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some walk on Noble.&lt;br /&gt;Some on Gravel but Exemplary.&lt;br /&gt;Some on Guilty but Hush with velvet.&lt;br /&gt;Me? I'm  on which path ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some,walking their path with griefs,&lt;br /&gt;Some, walking their path with craving greediness,&lt;br /&gt;Some, walking their path with strenuous hopes,&lt;br /&gt;Me?I had walked with chaotic aims and, now I have owned a cluster of regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I am walking on the old lane, that I have chosen.&lt;br /&gt;My choice,  I had made for,   A Road that leads to Nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                  Written by,  Soe San&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-5587490232652018752?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/5587490232652018752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/road-that-leads-to-nowhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/5587490232652018752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/5587490232652018752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/road-that-leads-to-nowhere.html' title='A Road that leads to Nowhere'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2Y0jVSLjQI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-HdzfaOqgio/s72-c/Road_To_Nowhere_by_toxictwo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-756792295212027174</id><published>2010-01-28T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T02:44:19.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2J1tMsBUVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ETGpLSkuHLI/s1600-h/sp_0497_on_the_way_home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2J1tMsBUVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ETGpLSkuHLI/s200/sp_0497_on_the_way_home.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432033519922663762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Time to go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time to go home,&lt;br /&gt; I should have known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I should go home,&lt;br /&gt;But, my feet drown in diabolic zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was drown because I helped them to fly by own,&lt;br /&gt;When they flew by own, I was left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't go home because I was drown,&lt;br /&gt;The grievance  sink even in my bones,&lt;br /&gt;But,I had blown the grievance with a comb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the poem of KI KIE's , "God please forgive them"!&lt;br /&gt;Because they didn't know that what really they have owned.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                              Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;                                         Soe San&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-756792295212027174?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/756792295212027174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-to-go-home-it-was-time-to-go-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/756792295212027174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/756792295212027174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-to-go-home-it-was-time-to-go-home.html' title=''/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2J1tMsBUVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ETGpLSkuHLI/s72-c/sp_0497_on_the_way_home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-9107577398140528155</id><published>2010-01-27T18:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:51:59.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preface / Introduction'/><title type='text'>Preface</title><content type='html'>From my heart to  yours ,I am very pleased to have a chance to share my writings on "Gift of Expectancy".&lt;br /&gt;Formerly, the title of my blog is "Poem Village", although I intended to name it as "History of Feelings".&lt;br /&gt;I wish my writings be the gifts for everyone. Gift, which may give thoughts, encouragements,feelings,pleasure and acknowledgments.&lt;br /&gt;On "Gift of Expectancy" you may find poems, thoughts,dissertations, and broken pieces of my life diary.&lt;br /&gt;If you have got something from my words ,kindly leave a comment.But if you haven't got anything, dispose them, that won't be prohibited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May my "Gift of Expectancy"  be worth to read.&lt;br /&gt;May my "Gift of Expectancy"  be a refuge for depressed ones.&lt;br /&gt;May my "Gift of Expectancy"  be a lantern for the lost ones.&lt;br /&gt;May my "Gift of Expectancy"  be an alarm to astonish about Peace &amp; life.&lt;br /&gt;May my "Gift of Expectancy"  be  dispersed if my dedications are true.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Soe San&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-9107577398140528155?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/9107577398140528155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/preface_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/9107577398140528155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/9107577398140528155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/preface_27.html' title='Preface'/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-9202567895158440071</id><published>2010-01-27T18:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:58:54.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2D7HEsSw0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/GiVl13GE_a8/s1600-h/PhotoFunia-1b6a200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2D7HEsSw0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/GiVl13GE_a8/s200/PhotoFunia-1b6a200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431617249545995074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Look Inside to Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;   Look inside to me,&lt;br /&gt;                                 What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;                                 You will see something,&lt;br /&gt;                                 But you saw just only what i showed-off.&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;                                 Look inside to me.&lt;br /&gt;                                 Can you see beyond your capability?&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;                                 Something can exist behind Everything,&lt;br /&gt;                                 Guilt can exist behind Innocence,&lt;br /&gt;                                 Property can exist behind Nobel,&lt;br /&gt;                                 Truth can exist behind Concealment,&lt;br /&gt;                                 Hope can exist behind Failure,&lt;br /&gt;                                 Nothing can exist behind Glory.&lt;br /&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;                                 Look inside to me?&lt;br /&gt;                                 What did you see?&lt;br /&gt;                                 A head of Ogre  or a mask of  Prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                 Soe San&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-9202567895158440071?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/9202567895158440071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/look-inside-to-me-look-inside-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/9202567895158440071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/9202567895158440071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/look-inside-to-me-look-inside-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S2D7HEsSw0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/GiVl13GE_a8/s72-c/PhotoFunia-1b6a200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-4606551972573664690</id><published>2010-01-24T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:59:17.429-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S1x1eGiinBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AADMkzMVDR4/s1600-h/heart20hand-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S1x1eGiinBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AADMkzMVDR4/s200/heart20hand-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430344410713988114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ORISONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember me, when you seek a shoulder to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me,when you are lost or wounded by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me, I'll right beside you no matter how far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I'll sacrifice my love for heal you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandon me,when you have been cured by my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neglect me, when you are walking on the red carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grieve me, not to risk my love again for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, are you really happy in new life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever for me;&lt;br /&gt;All my ORISONS are just for you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             Sincerely, SOE SAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-4606551972573664690?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/4606551972573664690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/orisons-remember-me-when-you-seek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/4606551972573664690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/4606551972573664690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/orisons-remember-me-when-you-seek.html' title=''/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S1x1eGiinBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/AADMkzMVDR4/s72-c/heart20hand-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852930315059803829.post-8624279404576169781</id><published>2010-01-06T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:59:34.717-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem/ Ideology'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S1pbZr1eBhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LN3ChpKu52E/s1600-h/Peace_and_Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S1pbZr1eBhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LN3ChpKu52E/s200/Peace_and_Love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429752797570401810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Speranzo Regalo (The Expected Gift)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the dawn of my life,&lt;br /&gt;I have expected for something,&lt;br /&gt;Might be annexation of seeking the truth.&lt;br /&gt;So,I had found many precious and useless,&lt;br /&gt;Also including, Expected and Unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;nsatisfaction leads to began seeking,&lt;br /&gt;Seeking of some expected truth on earth,&lt;br /&gt;Because of being a human,who lives with acceptance and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;At one turn,in a blink, saw my own heart,&lt;br /&gt;Receiving Compassion as property from family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart, also distributes to outsiders,&lt;br /&gt;No Prohibition, No Discrimination in distribution of Compassion from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Compassion might be the Expected truth or may be not.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, it is sufficient,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is needed, to be Expected,&lt;br /&gt;It is Speranzo Regalo for me !&lt;br /&gt;Compassion, its all-in, its real Spenranzo Regalo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by, soe san.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852930315059803829-8624279404576169781?l=soesanaung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/feeds/8624279404576169781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/speranzo-regalo-expected-gift-since.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/8624279404576169781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1852930315059803829/posts/default/8624279404576169781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soesanaung.blogspot.com/2010/01/speranzo-regalo-expected-gift-since.html' title=''/><author><name>soe san aung</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02569654711224398093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S0TGE8CwslI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3tlDN1DN4fs/S220/PhotoFunia-3a461db.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oqzRaTf0UEI/S1pbZr1eBhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LN3ChpKu52E/s72-c/Peace_and_Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
