<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/TheUnderdog"><title>A Personal Page - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/</link><description>Tit bits of me. </description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/582148" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/581059" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/580425" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/580098" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/579790" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/579564" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/579237" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/578739" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/578520" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/577604" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/582148"><title>Thank you, my friend.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/582148</link><description>Thank you, my friend. As I close my eyes and kneel down to pray, My mind travels down the memory lane I picture times both rueful and gay. I'm lost in reverie my thoughts are nothing but a rushing flashback. I wryly smile at the love I gave you and the love you always seemed to lack. I find...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/581059"><title>Thank you, my friend.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/581059</link><description>As I close my eyes and kneel down to pray, My mind travels down the memory lane I picture times both rueful and gay. I'm lost in reverie my thoughts are nothing but a rushing flashback. I wryly smile at the love I gave you and the love you always seemed to lack. I find myself far above looking...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/580425"><title>Let's... ...for once.</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/580425</link><description>Let's walk hand in hand let's stick together for once let's not walk out let's stand up for once. let's sing a song let's let go for once let's let a tear flow let's be ourselves for once. let's look beyond ourselves let's care for the world for once let's forgive and forget let's make the world...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/580098"><title>Straight from the heart</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/580098</link><description>For all the world to see you're falling in love with me. And I'm falling in your life faster than the speed of light. But one two three and u don't wanna hear from me... If we can't be like before tell me what went wrong coz I know I was right... for sure.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/579790"><title>He's a friend, mine too as well!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/579790</link><description>A tribute to one of my newest friends... met him through another friend.. He's a friend, mine too as well! He can read my mind though he barely knows me I wonder if there's some connection maybe one that we can't see. He often sulks when I call him a retard But what he knows not is I'm his fan...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/579564"><title>We all scream for ice-cream!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/579564</link><description>At four it meant, the oh-so-lovely cube of ice Chocos, horlicks weren't required it was there to suffice. At nine we started asking for more, we now pampered our taste buds with vanilly bricks and chocolate tubs. At fourteen we were grown up, we looked for the exoticas. we delved into "banana...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/579237"><title>Can't u hear it through my fake smile?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/579237</link><description>My cheeks are moist again...no doubt this time, with my own by product. I kick the wall in woeful agitation. But then I remember a friend who said "try try try again". N so i Do. Try. I heave against the wall with every bit of myself. Alas; all in vain. I give up. My knees give way and I fall to...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/578739"><title>They turned out to be my tears...I was rejected</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/578739</link><description>As I stroll down the beach, the sand tickling my bare feet, I feel a drop on my cheek. I look up, but there is no sign of rain. One drop. Then another. And another. I glance at the heavens again, perplexed... but the sky seems clearer than the water. In utter bewilderment, I walk to the sea......</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/578520"><title>Life was lived like it is lived by few</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/578520</link><description>Dark was the night when the sunlight dawned. Luck woke up and wide it yawned. Joy and laughter filled up the days. Misery was out gone was a terrible phase. Life was ushered with arms open wide. The past was forgotten taken well in stride. The present was enjoyed with not a single care, as...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/577604"><title>sometimes what you feel just comes out alright!</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/TheUnderdog/577604</link><description>I sit with a paper and a pen in my hand but my mind is wandering off to a distant land. I want to write about what I feel but I can't think of verses nice enough, those which I do think of are no big deal. I just realised I've written five lines My verse seemingly even rhymes. But my brain is...</description></item></rdf:RDF>