<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2026 12:48:25 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/created/newpoetries/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Are we really Independent?]]></title><description><![CDATA[Are we really independent? A single day arrives in a while, Professed as 'independence day'. A day for performing formality, Of remembering those who fought & died for nation. The only day of celebration]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetrylove/@fauziaafreen786/are-we-really-independent</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetrylove/@fauziaafreen786/are-we-really-independent</guid><category><![CDATA[poetrylove]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[fauziaafreen786]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2018 12:14:27 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Crude bitterest Religious Hatred that never been before]]></title><description><![CDATA[A phenomenon creeped in centuries before, But reaching on its peak nowadays. Started by some felons, & suffered by all. In spite of secular & religious tolerant constitution. Changing mindset,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetrylove/@fauziaafreen786/crude-bitterest-religious-hatred-that-never-been-before</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetrylove/@fauziaafreen786/crude-bitterest-religious-hatred-that-never-been-before</guid><category><![CDATA[poetrylove]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[fauziaafreen786]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2018 12:54:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The night of a young soul]]></title><description><![CDATA[The calm, lonely night creeped in stealthily. It was almost midnight, but eyes are still wide-awake. I sat beside my window, in that loose gown. It seems bright moon smiling at me, Mild, gentle breeze]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetrylove/@fauziaafreen786/the-night-of-a-young-soul</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetrylove/@fauziaafreen786/the-night-of-a-young-soul</guid><category><![CDATA[poetrylove]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[fauziaafreen786]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2018 00:52:03 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>