<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/JNSR"><title>Poetry: Under lock and Key - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/</link><description>random writings and ideas about whats on my mind at that very instance.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/495590" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/495588" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/495587" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/491481" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/491473" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/491472" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/495590"><title>Hot Flash</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/495590</link><description>It was a normal day, With time slowly ticking away, Work was a bore, Doing everything the same, Every day, Until she came, During lunch that day She walked my way, And grabbed my attention, Average size and average shape, Nice formed hips not to much weight, She had on a casual fit with her hair...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/495588"><title>Secret Window</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/495588</link><description>I go to this place to get a glim p's of a rare creature, As I try not to interfere I make sure my sight is clear, So I can capture every feature, Unknown to this beauty is an admirer, One that has traveled many lands, And still would go farther, Just to get to my secret window, and let my focus...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/495587"><title>Held in Stillness</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/495587</link><description>sitting by the window iwatch life pass me by, like a man cast in stone i sit still, with no passion for life and a broken will, i yearn to be set free from this motionless body, i have no strength to resist as age come by to rob, freedom is a word i dont not know, dont stop and stares at me...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/491481"><title>LRL</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/491481</link><description>Torment is pleasure Pain is love Death is a gift Form the man above Life is torture To breathe only hurts This is what it means to wear that tattered ACU Shirt To be an American soldier</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/491473"><title>In My Mind Part two</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/491473</link><description>As the days go by time tic toc’in to the beat of a silent clock and slows down to were I can here my heart beat pause and stop followed be sound of an explosion… INCOMING!, INCOMING! my hearts racin my minds pacin as shelter is sot for but not always reached… people die in these streets they...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/491472"><title>In My Mind Part One</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/JNSR/491472</link><description>If a man be judged by what he says than let that man be silent. If a man is held responsible for his action than let that man be still. Before he speaks and before he acts that man is just a being. He bares no fault to ill spoken thoughts or hands used for “Ill Gotten Gain.” He can not take away...</description></item></rdf:RDF>