<?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-5924072556467699436</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:15:45.319Z</updated><category term='man'/><category term='business'/><category term='combat'/><category term='death'/><category term='loyalty'/><category term='oppression'/><category term='growth'/><category term='hate'/><category term='nature'/><category term='art'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='gaming'/><category term='home'/><category term='tranquility'/><category term='grass'/><category term='idealism'/><category term='travel'/><category term='muse'/><category term='play'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='lies'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='race'/><category term='love'/><category term='progress'/><category term='work'/><category term='dance'/><category term='sestina'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='car'/><title type='text'>Yashkir's Poems</title><subtitle type='html'>You are the ink that fuels my pen,&lt;br&gt;
Demanding always, just another line,&lt;br&gt;
And when I've written yet another ten,&lt;br&gt;
You ask for more, and I cannot deny.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924072556467699436.post-1342523382003885037</id><published>2009-09-20T14:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:58:41.928Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Boots</title><content type='html'>Her boots strike the ground&lt;br /&gt;When no one's around&lt;br /&gt;She breaks into dance&lt;br /&gt;When given the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is her therapy&lt;br /&gt;For broken heart malady&lt;br /&gt;Tip-tap on her toes&lt;br /&gt;Gets rid of her woes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-1342523382003885037?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=1342523382003885037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/1342523382003885037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/1342523382003885037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2009/09/boots.html' title='Boots'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-5543755784943835825</id><published>2009-09-20T14:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:58:14.376Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><title type='text'>Ground</title><content type='html'>Crouched to the ground&lt;br /&gt;In the fumes of the day&lt;br /&gt;She's crawling around&lt;br /&gt;In the game that they play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lap and another&lt;br /&gt;On a circular track&lt;br /&gt;In silence together&lt;br /&gt;They make the attack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fuel runs out&lt;br /&gt;But they're making good time&lt;br /&gt;On momentum they coast&lt;br /&gt;Past the finishing line&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-5543755784943835825?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=5543755784943835825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5543755784943835825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5543755784943835825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2009/09/ground.html' title='Ground'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-174006322085759361</id><published>2009-06-23T15:56:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-06-23T15:57:51.486Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oppression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idealism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='combat'/><title type='text'>Whip</title><content type='html'>We made grand plans the day before&lt;br /&gt;But faced with death we are unsure&lt;br /&gt;And though we know that it is time&lt;br /&gt;To put our freedom on the line&lt;br /&gt;We falter and, we compromise&lt;br /&gt;We are but cowards in disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great speeches stirred us to believe&lt;br /&gt;We're owed far more, than we receive&lt;br /&gt;But who will pay to make it so?&lt;br /&gt;None of the people here, I know&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a coward too, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I wont lay down my life for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man beside me says, "Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;He isn't anyone I know&lt;br /&gt;He charges forward, and he falls&lt;br /&gt;His body full of bullet- holes&lt;br /&gt;We stand around, but then we run&lt;br /&gt;A Whip is safer- than a Gun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-174006322085759361?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=174006322085759361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/174006322085759361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/174006322085759361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2009/06/whip.html' title='Whip'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-3125449183505818419</id><published>2009-04-04T04:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-04-04T04:19:35.533Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sestina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Grass</title><content type='html'>Some time ago you stayed with me,&lt;br /&gt;Together sitting on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;It never did occur, that you,&lt;br /&gt;Would leave me for another man.&lt;br /&gt;But times, they change, that much is true,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't change, I stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reveal to me, if it's the same,&lt;br /&gt;With him, just as it was with me.&lt;br /&gt;I hear that flowers don't stay true,&lt;br /&gt;And prostitute upon the grass,&lt;br /&gt;For any passing bee, or man.&lt;br /&gt;Are their advances blessed by you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, I dream of you,&lt;br /&gt;And picture you as still the same.&lt;br /&gt;A girl beside an honest man,&lt;br /&gt;A woman who loved only me.&lt;br /&gt;Who lay so still on green green grass,&lt;br /&gt;But now I doubt if you stayed true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I doubt *all* that is true!&lt;br /&gt;And doubt that I ever knew you.&lt;br /&gt;We rolled upon that lie-stained grass,&lt;br /&gt;And every, "I love you," was same,&lt;br /&gt;Mechanically fed to me,&lt;br /&gt;And I believed I was your man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whom was your love for? What man?&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't him, It wasn't true,&lt;br /&gt;Inside a fantasy you led me,&lt;br /&gt;And willingly I followed you.&lt;br /&gt;And after, nothing is the same,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always see you on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feet ran wild and crushed the grass,&lt;br /&gt;But can not crush the love of man.&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is still the same,&lt;br /&gt;At least that much I know is true.&lt;br /&gt;Despite whatever's done by you,&lt;br /&gt;You'll always have, a friend in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is true, it was a game,&lt;br /&gt;Played by you, me, and a man,&lt;br /&gt;Lost by me, on trampled grass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-3125449183505818419?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=3125449183505818419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/3125449183505818419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/3125449183505818419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2009/04/grass.html' title='Grass'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-2483631474287663756</id><published>2008-06-24T07:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:26:54.327Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idealism'/><title type='text'>Man</title><content type='html'>This man, right here, is an exception,&lt;br /&gt;Possessing virtue, but no vice.&lt;br /&gt;He should be, in an art collection,&lt;br /&gt;Marked: "Not for sale- has no price."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-2483631474287663756?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=2483631474287663756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2483631474287663756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2483631474287663756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2008/06/man.html' title='Man'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-7952513096976223575</id><published>2008-06-24T06:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-06-24T06:58:54.666Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Facade</title><content type='html'>Does shallow rhyme amuse you so,&lt;br /&gt;That you decline to let me go?&lt;br /&gt;Rhymes about a hundred roses,&lt;br /&gt;Rhymes about how cute your nose is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you not notice my disguise,&lt;br /&gt;That I fashion from these lies?&lt;br /&gt;That have no substance and no meaning,&lt;br /&gt;But which you seem to find appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you now, I think that you,&lt;br /&gt;Deserve far better than a few,&lt;br /&gt;Love poems written by a man,&lt;br /&gt;Who hides behind a crafty pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not take this the wrong way,&lt;br /&gt;And think that what I'm trying to say,&lt;br /&gt;Is that there is a man of worth,&lt;br /&gt;Who hides behind this awkward verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there is no such man here,&lt;br /&gt;No wise man, oracle, or seer.&lt;br /&gt;A poet made of flesh and blood,&lt;br /&gt;Is all that's under this facade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-7952513096976223575?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=7952513096976223575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/7952513096976223575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/7952513096976223575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2008/06/facade.html' title='Facade'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-2194069836305921177</id><published>2008-04-30T21:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:00:54.711Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Bargain</title><content type='html'>Take me to the man who teaches,&lt;br /&gt;How to sell one's misery.&lt;br /&gt;What foul lie is it he preaches,&lt;br /&gt;That promises, to set me free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if I could sell depression,&lt;br /&gt;Mania, sleeplessness, and vice.&lt;br /&gt;He can have all my possessions,&lt;br /&gt;I won't haggle over price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-2194069836305921177?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=2194069836305921177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2194069836305921177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2194069836305921177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2008/04/bargain.html' title='Bargain'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-4335155113089641045</id><published>2008-02-29T23:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:08:43.037Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Tree</title><content type='html'>A lonely tree springs from a seed,&lt;br /&gt;Blown from afar by cruel winds,&lt;br /&gt;It has no shelter from the storm,&lt;br /&gt;No forest, family, or home,&lt;br /&gt;Although it has no single thing,&lt;br /&gt;It is a happy tree indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when its fruit has blossomed forth,&lt;br /&gt;And branches strain beneath the weight,&lt;br /&gt;The birds shall not resist the lure,&lt;br /&gt;The tree of loneliness they'll cure,&lt;br /&gt;For with their help it will create,&lt;br /&gt;A forest from the fertile earth,&lt;br /&gt; To keep it company forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-4335155113089641045?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=4335155113089641045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/4335155113089641045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/4335155113089641045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2008/02/tree.html' title='Tree'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-2138910051570800976</id><published>2008-02-29T22:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:01:24.840Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oppression'/><title type='text'>Deserving</title><content type='html'>So many times I've been oppressed,&lt;br /&gt;By gossip, lust, and poor advice,&lt;br /&gt;That I've been chronically depressed,&lt;br /&gt;Lamenting this- my lot in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children's laughter does not reach,&lt;br /&gt;My ears, which have been so abused.&lt;br /&gt;With hate, and spite, by vulgar speech,&lt;br /&gt;Of every crime I've been accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chains that bind me have no name,&lt;br /&gt;My jailors have no mortal form.&lt;br /&gt;I have only myself to blame,&lt;br /&gt;I am deserving of their scorn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-2138910051570800976?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=2138910051570800976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2138910051570800976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2138910051570800976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2008/02/deserving.html' title='Deserving'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-6056385438864670036</id><published>2007-07-31T23:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:10:05.191Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Oasis</title><content type='html'>The Oasis that embraced me,&lt;br /&gt;Has dried up,&lt;br /&gt;And I am thirsty,&lt;br /&gt;For a love that shall not leave me,&lt;br /&gt;In a shattered paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-6056385438864670036?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=6056385438864670036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6056385438864670036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6056385438864670036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/07/oasis.html' title='Oasis'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-5470834222647506436</id><published>2007-07-28T16:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-28T16:34:36.234Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Follow You</title><content type='html'>Wave by wave does my emotion,&lt;br /&gt;Chain my heart, to follow you.&lt;br /&gt;Step by step, in endless motion,&lt;br /&gt;I shall follow, and stay true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-5470834222647506436?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=5470834222647506436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5470834222647506436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5470834222647506436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/07/follow-you.html' title='Follow You'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-5368191286854664515</id><published>2007-07-08T01:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-07-08T02:00:44.873Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Mediocrity</title><content type='html'>When life demands, you bend and twist,&lt;br /&gt;The call, of your heart, you resist.&lt;br /&gt;The path is clear, but you are still,&lt;br /&gt;Frozen by love,&lt;br /&gt;Of mediocrity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-5368191286854664515?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=5368191286854664515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5368191286854664515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5368191286854664515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/07/mediocrity.html' title='Mediocrity'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-235508247344154724</id><published>2007-06-12T22:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:01:09.132Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Song</title><content type='html'>A woman's song called out to me,&lt;br /&gt;And asked, "How have you been?&lt;br /&gt;What drives your heart? What love you most?&lt;br /&gt;What treasures have you seen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around, and tried to say,&lt;br /&gt;"My path is clearly set.&lt;br /&gt;I know my heart and what I want,&lt;br /&gt;I have not one regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she would not accept this lie,&lt;br /&gt;And sang to draw me close to her.&lt;br /&gt;My feet moved of their own free will,&lt;br /&gt;I'd never felt such love before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the meaning of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Spelled out in words I could not understand.&lt;br /&gt;Her voice required more of me,&lt;br /&gt;And I could not refuse her this demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For she had shown me something,&lt;br /&gt;Few have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;My muse had come to life,&lt;br /&gt;Before my eyes- I saw my dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-235508247344154724?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=235508247344154724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/235508247344154724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/235508247344154724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/06/song.html' title='Song'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-8115289702220664812</id><published>2007-06-12T22:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:52:51.026Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Train</title><content type='html'>This speeding train that carries me away,&lt;br /&gt;Can't carry me away from you for long.&lt;br /&gt;For I shall take another train today,&lt;br /&gt;And it will be as if I'd never gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-8115289702220664812?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=8115289702220664812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8115289702220664812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8115289702220664812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/06/train.html' title='Train'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-6348057273235593095</id><published>2007-06-12T22:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:11:17.574Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Inside My Head</title><content type='html'>You enter my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And make my head your playground.&lt;br /&gt;What will you find?&lt;br /&gt;What are you searching for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you run around,&lt;br /&gt;I stumble, walking into walls.&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me that you've found,&lt;br /&gt;What you were looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside my head, inside my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;You gently poke and confuse.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sore, but I cannot,&lt;br /&gt;Evict a playful muse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-6348057273235593095?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=6348057273235593095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6348057273235593095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6348057273235593095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/06/inside-my-head.html' title='Inside My Head'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-8301045940167847268</id><published>2007-05-13T10:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.737Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Memory</title><content type='html'>We met in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Of a day that has passed.&lt;br /&gt;And now we've forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;What we thought would last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice I remember,&lt;br /&gt;And the fire still burns.&lt;br /&gt;To relive once that memory,&lt;br /&gt;My heart, still yearns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-8301045940167847268?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=8301045940167847268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8301045940167847268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8301045940167847268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/05/memory.html' title='Memory'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-1840779063946542982</id><published>2007-05-13T10:03:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:05:43.787Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><title type='text'>This Time I'll Change</title><content type='html'>Death comes quickly to his past,&lt;br /&gt;When he decides to change his ways.&lt;br /&gt;But it comes back again at last,&lt;br /&gt;As his mind wanders when he plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A harmless way to pass the time,"&lt;br /&gt;He thinks as he logs in again.&lt;br /&gt;"I can stop anytime I want,&lt;br /&gt;After all, it's just a game."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the night, passes to day,&lt;br /&gt;He is exactly where he was.&lt;br /&gt;And as he fails to change his ways,&lt;br /&gt;He's always blind to the cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-1840779063946542982?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=1840779063946542982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/1840779063946542982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/1840779063946542982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-time-ill-change.html' title='This Time I&apos;ll Change'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-2545513141632538103</id><published>2007-05-13T10:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.737Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Apple</title><content type='html'>Take this apple that I've grown,&lt;br /&gt;My love, for you, and you alone.&lt;br /&gt;I picked it from my apple tree,&lt;br /&gt;Which you can always come and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-2545513141632538103?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=2545513141632538103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2545513141632538103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2545513141632538103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/05/apple.html' title='Apple'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-8256767061656858370</id><published>2007-05-13T09:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:13:49.100Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Upon your throne you sit and dream,&lt;br /&gt;Of days gone by, and days that seem,&lt;br /&gt;To last forever in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;But which again, you cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reminisce, of days gone past,&lt;br /&gt;That you had always thought would last.&lt;br /&gt;But all they do is hold you back,&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is stuck, on what you lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So leave behind the things you've lost,&lt;br /&gt;And take in hand what you love most.&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgia has a hefty price,&lt;br /&gt;And is indeed a vicious vice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-8256767061656858370?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=8256767061656858370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8256767061656858370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8256767061656858370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/05/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-1791411896850705822</id><published>2007-04-06T22:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.738Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Together</title><content type='html'>Though you may have lost your way,&lt;br /&gt;And know not where to go.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I can say,&lt;br /&gt;Is that I love you still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though you might not come back home,&lt;br /&gt;And though you might be changed,&lt;br /&gt;I will not let you be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Whether for good or ill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-1791411896850705822?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=1791411896850705822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/1791411896850705822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/1791411896850705822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/04/together.html' title='Together'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-5251947528044713403</id><published>2007-04-06T12:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:38:20.767Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tranquility'/><title type='text'>Crescent</title><content type='html'>The moon takes a cue from your smile,&lt;br /&gt;And smiles in turn, a crescent in the night.&lt;br /&gt;All the world is entranced for a while,&lt;br /&gt;Though they look at the moon,&lt;br /&gt;They see you, in the light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-5251947528044713403?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=5251947528044713403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5251947528044713403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5251947528044713403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/04/crescent.html' title='Crescent'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-8096053625191486965</id><published>2007-03-02T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-02T23:34:52.180Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Sea of Music</title><content type='html'>You softly strummed the strings of your guitar,&lt;br /&gt;I turned and listened to your melody,&lt;br /&gt;And when you sang with perfect harmony,&lt;br /&gt;I felt that I was near, though I was far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a step ahead unconsciously,&lt;br /&gt;And revelled in the sound of every note,&lt;br /&gt;The flow of music keeping me afloat,&lt;br /&gt;Though I had long since drowned within your sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-8096053625191486965?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=8096053625191486965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8096053625191486965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8096053625191486965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/03/sea-of-music.html' title='Sea of Music'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-6602473737262183611</id><published>2007-02-21T06:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-21T06:44:10.941Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>Flower</title><content type='html'>The flower will bloom,&lt;br /&gt;Despite knowing that soon,&lt;br /&gt;It's fragile life will end,&lt;br /&gt;By a human hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-6602473737262183611?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=6602473737262183611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6602473737262183611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6602473737262183611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/02/flower.html' title='Flower'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-2756927015276287750</id><published>2007-02-20T07:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-20T08:00:14.351Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Her Voice</title><content type='html'>I have no escape from the songs that she sings,&lt;br /&gt;They haunt me by day, and they live in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Her voice captivates me and keeps me entranced,&lt;br /&gt;Though I am imprisoned, I don't feel alarmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-2756927015276287750?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=2756927015276287750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2756927015276287750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/2756927015276287750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/02/her-voice.html' title='Her Voice'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-7684261318301368452</id><published>2007-02-17T11:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.739Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tranquility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I Wait for You</title><content type='html'>I lie and rest in tranquil peace,&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you puts me at ease.&lt;br /&gt;Removes all pain I've ever had,&lt;br /&gt;Forbids my heart from being sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home and rest within my arms,&lt;br /&gt;And put on all your lovely charms.&lt;br /&gt;I will embrace you as you are,&lt;br /&gt;My Love, you're often much too far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-7684261318301368452?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=7684261318301368452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/7684261318301368452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/7684261318301368452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wait-for-you.html' title='I Wait for You'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-8532714030927221853</id><published>2007-02-15T00:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:47:24.980Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Clay</title><content type='html'>The formless clay that's in my hands,&lt;br /&gt;I carve and shape until it stands,&lt;br /&gt;Before me, finished and complete,&lt;br /&gt;A work of art- no easy feat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-8532714030927221853?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=8532714030927221853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8532714030927221853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8532714030927221853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/02/clay.html' title='Clay'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-5971961213686434854</id><published>2007-02-15T00:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-20T08:02:49.118Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><title type='text'>New Graduate</title><content type='html'>He graduates top of his class,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will stand in his way.&lt;br /&gt;His papers are marked with A plus,&lt;br /&gt;His honors are here to stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-5971961213686434854?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=5971961213686434854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5971961213686434854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5971961213686434854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-graduate.html' title='New Graduate'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-6036492894146159915</id><published>2007-02-11T20:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-11T20:02:07.986Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Seven Days a Week</title><content type='html'>The seven days that fill her week,&lt;br /&gt;Are full of burdens from her work.&lt;br /&gt;And the monotony of it,&lt;br /&gt;Brings sadness she cannot avert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point she recalls her youth,&lt;br /&gt;And wonders when her love was lost.&lt;br /&gt;Did she dismiss it as non-truth?&lt;br /&gt;Did she ignore the hefty cost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in her mind there is no place,&lt;br /&gt;To wonder if her choice was good.&lt;br /&gt;So every morning, every day.&lt;br /&gt;She works as every good girl should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-6036492894146159915?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=6036492894146159915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6036492894146159915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6036492894146159915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/02/seven-days-week.html' title='Seven Days a Week'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-27022107130582939</id><published>2007-01-30T13:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.740Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loyalty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Loyalty</title><content type='html'>The loyalty you ask of me,&lt;br /&gt;My love, I'll grant most heartily.&lt;br /&gt;For you are one that I adore,&lt;br /&gt;And want to be with more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that I ask of you,&lt;br /&gt;Is that you also remain true.&lt;br /&gt;To yourself as well as me,&lt;br /&gt;Never forsaking loyalty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-27022107130582939?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=27022107130582939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/27022107130582939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/27022107130582939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/01/loyalty.html' title='Loyalty'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-5625266853080475329</id><published>2007-01-30T13:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.740Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Insult</title><content type='html'>My lady, you insulted me,&lt;br /&gt;When you rejected my advance.&lt;br /&gt;As every eye could plainly see,&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to be in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are scared of what will come,&lt;br /&gt;When I take you from your home,&lt;br /&gt;And show to you all of the fun,&lt;br /&gt;You can have when not alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-5625266853080475329?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=5625266853080475329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5625266853080475329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5625266853080475329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/01/insult.html' title='Insult'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-5866125425895129423</id><published>2007-01-27T00:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:35:48.258Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='combat'/><title type='text'>Song of Blades</title><content type='html'>Under the crimson sky of mournful dusk,&lt;br /&gt;The song of blades,&lt;br /&gt;Persisted in its deadly rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;And night would be the only thing to last,&lt;br /&gt;For those of us,&lt;br /&gt;Whose blades failed to listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-5866125425895129423?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=5866125425895129423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5866125425895129423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/5866125425895129423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/01/song-of-blades.html' title='Song of Blades'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-3361766720248459607</id><published>2007-01-26T05:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.741Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Lorrie</title><content type='html'>Lorrie was here on the day,&lt;br /&gt;She came of age at seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;In my arms peacefully she lay,&lt;br /&gt;She looked as if in a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into her eyes and said,&lt;br /&gt;"You know all the things you want,&lt;br /&gt;And all the challenges you've met,&lt;br /&gt;Have crumbled as your dreams unfold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She smiled as I told her,&lt;br /&gt;Things she already knew.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "I like to hear that,&lt;br /&gt;Because it comes from you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-3361766720248459607?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=3361766720248459607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/3361766720248459607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/3361766720248459607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/01/lorrie.html' title='Lorrie'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-7719984866302341637</id><published>2007-01-26T04:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:17:05.961Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Trade</title><content type='html'>Go forward you,&lt;br /&gt;And walk the world,&lt;br /&gt;Unflinching sons of liberty.&lt;br /&gt;It's you of whom stories are told,&lt;br /&gt;Tales of selfish purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift up the sky,&lt;br /&gt;With your tall homes,&lt;br /&gt;And dig inside the earth for wealth.&lt;br /&gt;Trade in the many things you own,&lt;br /&gt;For things that you want for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-7719984866302341637?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=7719984866302341637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/7719984866302341637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/7719984866302341637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/01/trade.html' title='Trade'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-6779940629676762320</id><published>2007-01-26T04:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:13:54.918Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><title type='text'>Queen</title><content type='html'>She holds the reins of power,&lt;br /&gt;In the long folds of her gown.&lt;br /&gt;Her kingdom is the only lover,&lt;br /&gt;That she has ever known.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-6779940629676762320?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=6779940629676762320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6779940629676762320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/6779940629676762320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/01/queen.html' title='Queen'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-8611564567222420215</id><published>2007-01-26T04:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.742Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Her Poem</title><content type='html'>The glowing light that's all around her,&lt;br /&gt;Is an illusionary measure,&lt;br /&gt;Of the extraordinary pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;Which her existence gives to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I look at what she grants me,&lt;br /&gt;Simply with a lazy smile,&lt;br /&gt;As if she is in denial,&lt;br /&gt;Of the effect she has on me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh and love her all the more,&lt;br /&gt;And write my verse quietly,&lt;br /&gt;So that I may read it proudly,&lt;br /&gt;The next time that she smiles at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-8611564567222420215?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=8611564567222420215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8611564567222420215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8611564567222420215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/01/her-poem.html' title='Her Poem'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-8238390608745665298</id><published>2007-01-26T04:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.743Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Number One</title><content type='html'>She sings a lullaby to him,&lt;br /&gt;Though he's in pain and cannot win.&lt;br /&gt;He lies in bed, waiting for death,&lt;br /&gt;The only thing left, is to rest.&lt;br /&gt;But she will wait until it's done,&lt;br /&gt;Singing to her number one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-8238390608745665298?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=8238390608745665298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8238390608745665298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/8238390608745665298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/01/number-one.html' title='Number One'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><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-5924072556467699436.post-970143403081933403</id><published>2007-01-26T02:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:12:59.743Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Her Pet</title><content type='html'>Her pet smiles in her embrace,&lt;br /&gt;And cuddles deeper in her arms.&lt;br /&gt;As this is, the only place,&lt;br /&gt;Where he feels safe, and free from harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves him with all of her heart,&lt;br /&gt;And hugs him till his breath is gone.&lt;br /&gt;So every morning, when they part,&lt;br /&gt;He knows that- she will come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924072556467699436-970143403081933403?l=yashkir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924072556467699436&amp;postID=970143403081933403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/970143403081933403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924072556467699436/posts/default/970143403081933403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yashkir.blogspot.com/2007/01/her-pet.html' title='Her Pet'/><author><name>Yuriy Yashkir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15515965413407708327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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