<?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-8410016094172560214</id><updated>2011-11-28T05:28:53.765+04:00</updated><category term='Life is beautiful'/><category term='when love hurts'/><category term='poem'/><category term='failure'/><category term='Solitude'/><category term='Khalil Gibran'/><category term='despair'/><category term='Hopeless Romantic'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Love'/><category term='darkness'/><title type='text'>MANY   FACES   OF  LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'>Here I would like to share some of my works and thoughts as well some works of writers and poets that I like.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-6950272607036535253</id><published>2008-10-27T19:21:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T18:45:04.744+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.panoramio.com/photos/original/6775577.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are far, yet close.&lt;br /&gt;It is a bitter happiness I taste each day.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet pain spreads in my veins,&lt;br /&gt;When I see your charming smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry tears I pour tonight.&lt;br /&gt;My soul burns my body...&lt;br /&gt;The torcher of this life&lt;br /&gt;Keeps my scar bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you here&lt;br /&gt;Please come and heal my wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unspoken words creep in my conscious,&lt;br /&gt;Want to be released.&lt;br /&gt;The cold flame in my eyes is&lt;br /&gt;The sign of a silent rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright darkness covers the night,&lt;br /&gt;Just like a widow's veil.&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled on something and&lt;br /&gt;Bent to see what it was.&lt;br /&gt;The lost courage was laying there,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to replace my cowardice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached for it,&lt;br /&gt;I felt the warmness of rising Ra.&lt;br /&gt;He knew I would find the way&lt;br /&gt;To get my love and faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Copyright 2008 Svetlana M. Sokolova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-6950272607036535253?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6950272607036535253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=6950272607036535253' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/6950272607036535253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/6950272607036535253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/coward-lover.html' title=''/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-5775317583105570911</id><published>2008-09-29T23:48:00.004+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:10:28.311+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solitude'/><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rjgeib.com/thoughts/solitude/solitude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.rjgeib.com/thoughts/solitude/solitude.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;when the dark downfalls ,&lt;br /&gt;I remain with myself and&lt;br /&gt;feel the loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only friend…&lt;br /&gt;Solitude….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the hidden place of my inner life&lt;br /&gt;It comes through the shadows&lt;br /&gt;and face me with reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-delusion as a consolation ,&lt;br /&gt;this is what people do.&lt;br /&gt;Life as a solitary confinement&lt;br /&gt;Full with illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existence of friends is&lt;br /&gt;a disputable question.&lt;br /&gt;Lure of the selfishness&lt;br /&gt;prevails over the faith...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 Svetlana M. Sokolova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-5775317583105570911?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5775317583105570911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=5775317583105570911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/5775317583105570911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/5775317583105570911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-377304730508290523</id><published>2008-09-28T20:08:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:33:50.866+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tonabsente.canalblog.com/images/sad_and_lonely_by_Sepia_Club1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tonabsente.canalblog.com/images/sad_and_lonely_by_Sepia_Club1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Release me please&lt;br /&gt;Let me leave.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand more&lt;br /&gt;this heavy burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of fighting,&lt;br /&gt;enough of pain&lt;br /&gt;I didn't love to cry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my smile among the tears&lt;br /&gt;I did the way I could the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I failed, and lost the game. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Copyright 2008  Svetlana M. Sokolova &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;September 28th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-377304730508290523?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/377304730508290523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=377304730508290523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/377304730508290523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/377304730508290523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/failure.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-4179554485098356586</id><published>2008-09-24T17:02:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:21:31.972+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hopeless Romantic'/><title type='text'>Hopeless Romantic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x298/llamallamasong/grass_by_transfigurated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x298/llamallamasong/grass_by_transfigurated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A hopeless fool you said when we met,&lt;/div&gt;May be the destiny will change its mind&lt;br /&gt;I dare to hope but still afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your sun sets there and the black veil covers the city&lt;br /&gt;I try to catch the shadow covering you during the lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;My hand is so close but yet it slips away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made the dried well floods again,&lt;br /&gt;Winter turned to spring with you.&lt;br /&gt;The cherry blossom on my cheeks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waltzing barefoot on the wet grass&lt;br /&gt;I greet the sun with a passionate embrace&lt;br /&gt;Once again love conquered…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Copyright 2008 Svetlana M. Sokolova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-4179554485098356586?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4179554485098356586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=4179554485098356586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/4179554485098356586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/4179554485098356586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/hopeless-romantic.html' title='Hopeless Romantic'/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-3110669695843399478</id><published>2008-09-09T19:10:00.002+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:26:26.880+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Khalil Gibran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Song of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img5.travelblog.org/Photos/42209/195974/f/1459615-African-Sunrise-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img5.travelblog.org/Photos/42209/195974/f/1459615-African-Sunrise-0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the lover's eyes, and the spirit's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wine, and the heart's nourishment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a rose. My heart opens at dawn and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The virgin kisses me and places me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon her breast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the house of true fortune, and the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Origin of pleasure, and the beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of peace and tranquility. I am the gentle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile upon his lips of beauty. When youth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overtakes me he forgets his toil, and his&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whole life becomes reality of sweet dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the poet's elation, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the artist's revelation, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the musician's inspiration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a sacred shrine in the heart of a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Child, adored by a merciful mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appear to a heart's cry; I shun a demand; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fullness pursues the heart's desire; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It shuns the empty claim of the voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appeared to Adam through Eve &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And exile was his lot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet I revealed myself to Solomon, and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He drew wisdom from my presence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smiled at Helena and she destroyed Tarwada; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet I crowned Cleopatra and peace dominated &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Valley of the Nile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am like the ages -- building today And destroying tomorrow; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am like a god, who creates and ruins;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sweeter than a violet's sigh; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am more violent than a raging tempest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gifts alone do not entice me; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parting does not discourage me; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poverty does not chase me; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jealousy does not prove my awareness; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madness does not evidence my presence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh seekers, I am Truth, beseeching Truth; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And your Truth in seeking and receiving &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And protecting me shall determine my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behavior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by &lt;strong&gt;Khalil Gibran&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-3110669695843399478?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3110669695843399478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=3110669695843399478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/3110669695843399478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/3110669695843399478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-of-love.html' title='Song of Love'/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-6858587920726787878</id><published>2008-09-04T19:09:00.003+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:22:28.134+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/04/24/talk_about_a_breakfast_dive_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 429px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="454" alt="" src="http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/04/24/talk_about_a_breakfast_dive_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v197/112/97/535369279/n535369279_312639_2367.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The freshness of the daybreak, the energy and the happiness given by the sun...Your favorite song’s melody arises from your heart to the endless sky and reaches your beloved one with the help of the migrant birds...Even the fact that you breathe the same air with him gives you such a great feeling,pacification. You dont mind the distances between two of you, because there is only you in the whole universe and this makes you closer to eachother. The true love doesn’t recognize distances, it makes you fly. Love is not a torn rose but a wildflower, watered with water from melted snow and revived with the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Open your heart to &lt;strong&gt;LOVE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...to those who are not afraid to love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;by Sveta Sokolova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-6858587920726787878?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6858587920726787878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=6858587920726787878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/6858587920726787878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/6858587920726787878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/freshness-of-daybreak-energy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-140699918277713548</id><published>2008-09-02T17:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:09:49.867+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v217/112/97/535369279/n535369279_322016_140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v217/112/97/535369279/n535369279_322016_140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.....when the wind blows through the narrow streets in the darkness,I feel the warmth of your hand,the power of your love ease my fears,I am not afraid....anymore...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sveta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-140699918277713548?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/140699918277713548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=140699918277713548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/140699918277713548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/140699918277713548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-391756082546804356</id><published>2008-09-02T16:51:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:59:11.056+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darkness'/><title type='text'>Lost in the darkness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-279.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v197/112/97/535369279/n535369279_333536_1418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-279.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v197/112/97/535369279/n535369279_333536_1418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the darkness fall upon me, I am afraid...I look for a hand to take me out,but there is no one...Big words were said, they faded away with the wind,like a smoke of the cigarette,it disappears but the bitter taste of it stays...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;... dew on my face, a blade in my heart, a hole in my soul...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...my angel is lost in the darkness,looking for me...I lost my faith...standing on the edge...looking at the abyss...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...lost in the lifes maze,searching for the light...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Svetlana Sokolova&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-391756082546804356?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/391756082546804356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=391756082546804356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/391756082546804356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/391756082546804356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/lost-in-darkness.html' title='Lost in the darkness...'/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-4325946021552207736</id><published>2008-09-02T16:36:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:49:16.036+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>Life is beautiful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://okeechobee.ifas.ufl.edu/images/4042843-md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://okeechobee.ifas.ufl.edu/images/4042843-md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;want to dance, dance with butterflies and land on each flower and taste its flavour, then fly towards the sun and melt in the air, become one with it...&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Svetlana Sokolova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-4325946021552207736?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4325946021552207736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=4325946021552207736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/4325946021552207736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/4325946021552207736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-beautiful.html' title='Life is beautiful...'/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-2704373552277417047</id><published>2008-08-29T21:27:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:41:43.611+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>no more me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/user_images/%5B/%5BF/%5BFR/%5BFROSTED.MEMORY%5D/1212249028_5511_full.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.quizilla.com/user_images/%5B/%5BF/%5BFR/%5BFROSTED.MEMORY%5D/1212249028_5511_full.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more me...what is left is just a ruin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more me, just a flesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more me, not anymore,I vanished inch by inch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time, with the tears I poured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nowhere and everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wandering in between,like a soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to get beyond borders...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 Svetlana M. Sokolova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-2704373552277417047?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2704373552277417047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=2704373552277417047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/2704373552277417047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/2704373552277417047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-more-me.html' title='no more me...'/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-7780083875824136084</id><published>2008-08-26T23:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:43:19.381+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when love hurts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>when love hurts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/55/145707329_cf841fa52d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/55/145707329_cf841fa52d.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each second turns to eternity when I wait for you &lt;div align="center"&gt;I could wait whole my life&lt;br /&gt;if knew that in the end you will be mine.&lt;br /&gt;You made me believe, you made me want.&lt;br /&gt;It was you who made me fall in love&lt;br /&gt;Now you turn your back and say good bye.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say we are friends,I am not and never will be.&lt;br /&gt;I am tired, powerless and worn out&lt;br /&gt;Your each word become a scratch on my heart&lt;br /&gt;Each look… a deep scar&lt;br /&gt;And each smile… a crash&lt;br /&gt;Why you have to be so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you understand?&lt;br /&gt;my heart belongs to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need you…&lt;br /&gt;You are my sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;Only your kisses can make me blossom in the morning&lt;br /&gt;and your eyes can touch my soul so deep&lt;br /&gt;It's only you and no body else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Copyright 2008 Svetlana M. Sokolova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-7780083875824136084?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7780083875824136084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=7780083875824136084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/7780083875824136084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/7780083875824136084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-love-hurts.html' title='when love hurts...'/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-795141848334996663</id><published>2008-08-26T01:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:40:56.955+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h101/K34PICS/Nature%20and%20Outdoors/Windmill1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h101/K34PICS/Nature%20and%20Outdoors/Windmill1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Struggling with love is like fighting with windmill, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you can’t win. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no enemy to fight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drift with the current... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave it to the time . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen how a small blaze &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can destroy everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2008 Svetlana M. Sokolova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-795141848334996663?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/795141848334996663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=795141848334996663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/795141848334996663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/795141848334996663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/struggling-with-love-is-like-fighting.html' title=''/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h101/K34PICS/Nature%20and%20Outdoors/th_Windmill1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8410016094172560214.post-8650155862225605052</id><published>2008-08-25T23:24:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:39:57.800+04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w49/Lasireneserene/Desert_Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w49/Lasireneserene/Desert_Rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You entered my life like an arrow hits the enemy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly and unexpectedly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are like a storm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having your own rules. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You destroy everything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But give a chance to build something new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the master I am the slave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to tell me that I belong to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Copyright 2008 Svetlana M. Sokolova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8410016094172560214-8650155862225605052?l=many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8650155862225605052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8410016094172560214&amp;postID=8650155862225605052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/8650155862225605052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8410016094172560214/posts/default/8650155862225605052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://many-faces-of-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-entered-my-life-like-arrow-hits.html' title=''/><author><name>Sveta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10315277143646178527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZJDhJVW15JA/SEEQWFfhdvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/POQJP6XzlZo/S220/JMG_0120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
