tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5666347120433401182012-02-16T06:30:11.605-06:00I dont know. Read and describe it yourself!Ice-Thornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07503098447863549999noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-566634712043340118.post-28193553081184263732008-06-25T10:03:00.000-05:002008-06-25T10:51:34.496-05:00Since my (evil) Twin wont leave me alone, I've decided to post whatever I've written so far.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncbLQQRe1pQ/SGJn1m2Jz6I/AAAAAAAAA6I/7bqpn5zhDjM/s1600-h/840179035_8023c68857.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215845489106866082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="269" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ncbLQQRe1pQ/SGJn1m2Jz6I/AAAAAAAAA6I/7bqpn5zhDjM/s320/840179035_8023c68857.jpg" width="259" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left">I'm sure all of us have come across children like this, have we ever wondered what brought them to their pathetic state? Was their fate written by some invisible hand as soon as they were born? or are they merely victims of circumstances? They did not ask to be like this, but then again, they do not have a way out. </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="center">Too wrapped up in my world, too selfish,<br />I was simply too busy to notice.<br />I sat in the car in a miserable mood,<br />When the child came to me begging for food.<br />“Oh one of them how exasperating” I thought<br />It didn’t occur to give the food that I had bought.<br />That the child was ragged and dirty,</div><div align="center">why should her misery matter to me?<br />I turned up the window pretending not to hear,<br />I wasn’t going to help that was clear<br />Few days later I read that a child had died<br />The same child that had come to me and cried.<br />‘Malnourishment'the newspaper said,<br />" You could have saved her" said a voice in my head.<br />A kind gesture from me could have changed her fate,<br />I realize now, alas it is too late!<br /><br />The guilt in my heart will forever stay,<br />The child’s face will haunt me to my dying day...<br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><br />I dont remember when exaclty i wrote this, I just hope that the next time you come across someone needy, they wont go unnoticed.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/566634712043340118-2819355308118426373?l=icymusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ice-Thornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07503098447863549999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-566634712043340118.post-73644467634842732502007-11-10T10:32:00.000-06:002008-06-25T09:58:51.185-05:00<div align="center"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span style="font-family:arial;">Well well... My very first blog! (happy somsie?)..since i am going to be twenty soon..i jus looked back on the tumultous period of life called teenage.. an this about sums it up.. i wrote this when i was 15 or 16 i think. my 1st post specially dedicated to My friend so(w)msie.. who pushed me to start blogging!</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br />----Thank You God---<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">As i make to another day<br />I'm glad to be alive<br />I'm thankful for what i am<br />and that i could survive<br /><br />I'm happy to have endured<br />so many things as a teen<br />if not for these I wonder<br />what I would have been?<br /><br />I'm glad that I had distractions<br />that let my mind wander<br />I'm thankful to have known<br />safety as well as danger<br /><br />I'm happy that I fared badly<br />cause that helped do better<br />I'm glad that I'm different<br />hey I cud b a trend setter!<br /><br />I'm happy that God put me<br />through things both good and bad<br />Otherwise I wouldnt have realised<br />the nice qualities I had.<br /><br />Thank you God for everything<br />that made me this way.<br />With happiness and sanguinity<br />I face each new day..</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/566634712043340118-7364446763484273250?l=icymusings.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ice-Thornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07503098447863549999noreply@blogger.com5