<?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-20394213</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:17:59.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be surprised</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20394213.post-2438995620834543547</id><published>2009-03-15T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:28:40.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sealing Fates</title><content type='html'>Breath by breath,&lt;br /&gt;Step by step,&lt;br /&gt;Walking into the light&lt;br /&gt;Unknowing of what future may bring.&lt;br /&gt;A warm grasp,&lt;br /&gt;That guided her path,&lt;br /&gt;The first man she ever loved,&lt;br /&gt;Would leave her,&lt;br /&gt;in the loving care of another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pachelbel’s silent intonations,&lt;br /&gt;Sweetly whisper,&lt;br /&gt;The thought of everlasting true love.&lt;br /&gt;Along with the sound of an ode to joy.&lt;br /&gt;Danced did the rose petals,&lt;br /&gt;To the Ritornello,&lt;br /&gt; As they slowly weave through the air,&lt;br /&gt;With enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reached her destination,&lt;br /&gt;A place her heart had been searching for,&lt;br /&gt;He is her life,&lt;br /&gt;He is always there.&lt;br /&gt;She knew his words,&lt;br /&gt;were the truth.&lt;br /&gt;She will not deny him,&lt;br /&gt;The coming days,&lt;br /&gt;Where they could grow old together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closing scene of lovers sealing their fates,&lt;br /&gt;With a single kiss,&lt;br /&gt;A kiss that would last through the aging period of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-2438995620834543547?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/2438995620834543547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=2438995620834543547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/2438995620834543547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/2438995620834543547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2009/03/sealing-fates.html' title='Sealing Fates'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-5252879000008265642</id><published>2009-03-12T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T01:25:08.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love’s Visage</title><content type='html'>Her tousled hair&lt;br /&gt;Swayed in rhythm&lt;br /&gt;With the palm trees of high,&lt;br /&gt; The sand played between her toes,&lt;br /&gt;As the tide begins to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her visage,&lt;br /&gt;a hinder to the brilliance of the setting sun.&lt;br /&gt;no man,&lt;br /&gt;was worthy of her love,&lt;br /&gt;for it belongs to only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s departure,&lt;br /&gt;After the epilogue,&lt;br /&gt;Left her in tears and denial,&lt;br /&gt;She forever trapped in that&lt;br /&gt;Shell of resentment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-5252879000008265642?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/5252879000008265642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=5252879000008265642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/5252879000008265642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/5252879000008265642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2009/03/loves-visage.html' title='Love’s Visage'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-803866208072043578</id><published>2009-03-11T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:51:56.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Potter</title><content type='html'>Slowly,&lt;br /&gt;Steadily,&lt;br /&gt;He glides his hands,&lt;br /&gt;Up her tiny waist.&lt;br /&gt;The wheel of life begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her petite figure,&lt;br /&gt;Her manner of disposition,&lt;br /&gt;Seem to be have leapt forth from his wildest fantasies.&lt;br /&gt;A sip of wine,&lt;br /&gt;As the gentle music played by chimes,&lt;br /&gt;Kept him safe in the arms of sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His love grew as his moves,&lt;br /&gt;His understanding of her continues,&lt;br /&gt;He finally adorns her in the midst of fire,&lt;br /&gt;Glazed,&lt;br /&gt;And for many every days,&lt;br /&gt;his beauty illuminated under the full moon’s light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-803866208072043578?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/803866208072043578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=803866208072043578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/803866208072043578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/803866208072043578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2009/03/potter.html' title='The Potter'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-115166832409281357</id><published>2006-06-30T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T04:52:04.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradise Lost</title><content type='html'>Oh, the sweet summer’s gone,&lt;br /&gt;Away, away, no more budding beauties,&lt;br /&gt;Their guardian’s dancing no more,&lt;br /&gt;The Crystal Lake, an endless labyrinth,&lt;br /&gt;Cast that evil wind off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the lady in red slowly fades off.&lt;br /&gt;Life spent, harbours pain inside,&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, breathe, and lost the next moment…&lt;br /&gt;The heart shatters, shredded wings,&lt;br /&gt;Ruby fragments, the end of all things,&lt;br /&gt;Paradise lost, ambrosia eaten,&lt;br /&gt;Echo’s last song, like mine,&lt;br /&gt;Will be forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-115166832409281357?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115166832409281357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=115166832409281357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/115166832409281357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/115166832409281357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/06/paradise-lost.html' title='Paradise Lost'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-115166741848642585</id><published>2006-06-30T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T04:36:58.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Hope</title><content type='html'>The lone star emits a dim light,&lt;br /&gt;Amongst the endless blue,&lt;br /&gt;The moon has lost her beauty,&lt;br /&gt;And had gone to weep at the lagoon,&lt;br /&gt;The cloud disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;The sun refused to rise,&lt;br /&gt;All our hopes pinned,&lt;br /&gt;on that one star that held the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlas gave up,&lt;br /&gt;Mountains crumbled away,&lt;br /&gt;Enyo wept a thousand tears,&lt;br /&gt;Rivers flooded, temples fell,&lt;br /&gt;Not one hero brave enough,&lt;br /&gt;None but that lone star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-115166741848642585?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115166741848642585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=115166741848642585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/115166741848642585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/115166741848642585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/06/only-hope.html' title='Only Hope'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-115166710994571028</id><published>2006-06-30T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T04:31:49.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Romances</title><content type='html'>Old romances&lt;br /&gt;Haunts the new ones,&lt;br /&gt;Would she be hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Will she still trust thy beloved one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmares galloped through her dreams,&lt;br /&gt;They stopped, fiery eyes glared with emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;Frightened and bewildered&lt;br /&gt;She tried to find his arms,&lt;br /&gt;Instead,&lt;br /&gt;She ran into a giant field of no ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candles kindled the whole room,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to be seen,&lt;br /&gt;But, a table and&lt;br /&gt;a picture of a General groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to contain,&lt;br /&gt;The pain from her flame,&lt;br /&gt;She tried to resist,&lt;br /&gt;But tear came pouring in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, Gone,&lt;br /&gt;Forever lost.&lt;br /&gt;End, End,&lt;br /&gt;Love’s departure,&lt;br /&gt;A sad tragedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-115166710994571028?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115166710994571028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=115166710994571028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/115166710994571028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/115166710994571028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-romances.html' title='Old Romances'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-115166672795684643</id><published>2006-06-30T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T04:25:27.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chérir les moments; A tribute to Ms Khoo Peck Sim</title><content type='html'>The little details you leave,&lt;br /&gt;“Remember…” told to us,&lt;br /&gt;Annoying brats are we,&lt;br /&gt;Undeserving of your imparted skills,&lt;br /&gt;Unappreciative, how immature are we.&lt;br /&gt;‘Désolé ’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the time,&lt;br /&gt;That is about to come,&lt;br /&gt;For you to retire,&lt;br /&gt;We would also remember,&lt;br /&gt;The kind things you did.&lt;br /&gt;‘Chérir les moments’&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we sure will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French:&lt;br /&gt;‘Désolé ’:  Sorry&lt;br /&gt;‘Chérir les moments’: Cherish the moments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-115166672795684643?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/115166672795684643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=115166672795684643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/115166672795684643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/115166672795684643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/06/chrir-les-moments-tribute-to-ms-khoo.html' title='Chérir les moments; A tribute to Ms Khoo Peck Sim'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-114406159200730051</id><published>2006-04-03T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T03:53:12.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Hat</title><content type='html'>Nostalgia sends tears to our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days,&lt;br /&gt;When silence consumes us,&lt;br /&gt;We cried, we hugged, we feared,&lt;br /&gt;But smiles of assurance affirmed our disillusion&lt;br /&gt;The gate flooded with tears,&lt;br /&gt;A tap runs wild,&lt;br /&gt;We said goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Never to think,&lt;br /&gt;That we would ever see her again.&lt;br /&gt;Until one day,&lt;br /&gt;She came back,&lt;br /&gt;Smiles returned,&lt;br /&gt;Crying starts again,&lt;br /&gt;That was how I got my straw hat,&lt;br /&gt;From the best ever friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-114406159200730051?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/114406159200730051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=114406159200730051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/114406159200730051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/114406159200730051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-favorite-hat.html' title='My Favorite Hat'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-114406124934635826</id><published>2006-04-03T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T03:47:29.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up in the sky</title><content type='html'>Up in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Two champagne glasses,&lt;br /&gt;Half filled with red wine,&lt;br /&gt;Sun sets before their very eyes,&lt;br /&gt;What a romantic setting,&lt;br /&gt;Even fishes would sigh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night to remember,&lt;br /&gt;No way to forget,&lt;br /&gt;The petal of roses,&lt;br /&gt;So soft and burning&lt;br /&gt;With flair,&lt;br /&gt;Though a few more hours,&lt;br /&gt;And the night is gone,&lt;br /&gt;This lovely scene would replay itself,&lt;br /&gt;Like a never-ending song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-114406124934635826?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/114406124934635826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=114406124934635826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/114406124934635826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/114406124934635826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/04/up-in-sky.html' title='Up in the sky'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-114000875282532079</id><published>2006-02-15T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T04:18:32.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conqueror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="file:///D:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Sam.NICHOLAS/My%20Documents/Poems/The%20Conqueror.doc"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;                          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Our  love distants like&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little island blue,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast away from the others,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a strike from Zeus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even fishes scatter once near&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doomed shore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers never ventured&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There before,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were to step on this accursed shore,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will our passion turn into&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but a thunderstorm?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, nothing,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only true love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Conquers all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-114000875282532079?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/114000875282532079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=114000875282532079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/114000875282532079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/114000875282532079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/02/conqueror.html' title='The Conqueror'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-113611540652003586</id><published>2006-01-01T03:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T04:30:43.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower that bloomed on wretched soil...</title><content type='html'>What flower blooms ever so beautifully,&lt;br /&gt;Upon wretched looking soil.&lt;br /&gt;Thy sweet scent brought forth by many afar,&lt;br /&gt;To see this light against the dark.&lt;br /&gt;With such petals of tender softness,&lt;br /&gt;And a stalk of great strength,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop ye love,&lt;br /&gt;Even if to suffer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If thy love is ever so strong,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close to thy heart,&lt;br /&gt;If emotions stumble and fall,&lt;br /&gt;Weaknesses shown in thy love&lt;br /&gt;Please forget thee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-113611540652003586?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/113611540652003586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=113611540652003586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611540652003586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611540652003586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/01/flower-that-bloomed-on-wretched-soil.html' title='Flower that bloomed on wretched soil...'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-113611543281151398</id><published>2006-01-01T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T04:30:01.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waltz</title><content type='html'>Each step brought forth new dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Our hands took position,&lt;br /&gt;And our feet starts moving-&lt;br /&gt;Along,&lt;br /&gt;With the sweet sounding melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night slowly advances,&lt;br /&gt;As thought time has stopped;&lt;br /&gt;Her magic.&lt;br /&gt;Two souls entwined as one&lt;br /&gt;Dancing to a single beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance between the&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies and exotic lilies,&lt;br /&gt;Sends tenderness through -&lt;br /&gt;the mysterious breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish that&lt;br /&gt;the waltz&lt;br /&gt;Im dancing with thee&lt;br /&gt;Wouldnt stop for the&lt;br /&gt;Next century&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-113611543281151398?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/113611543281151398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=113611543281151398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611543281151398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611543281151398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/01/waltz.html' title='The Waltz'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-113611536972018476</id><published>2006-01-01T03:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T04:32:03.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Until you spread your wings...</title><content type='html'>Until you spread your wings,&lt;br /&gt;You ll have no idea how far you can fly.&lt;br /&gt;To the ends of this earth, what awaits me?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the thought of true love seems like an illusion,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I should dread the thought of it&lt;br /&gt;For it might bring great hurt&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;Fairytales, I wish of coming true&lt;br /&gt;Just slashes off when-&lt;br /&gt;Reality steps in&lt;br /&gt;All I can depend on,&lt;br /&gt;Is thy wing,&lt;br /&gt;How far, how high,&lt;br /&gt;I can go,&lt;br /&gt;Is entirely to thee&lt;br /&gt;Love is all I need,&lt;br /&gt;Even if my physical being is dying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-113611536972018476?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/113611536972018476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=113611536972018476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611536972018476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611536972018476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/01/until-you-spread-your-wings.html' title='Until you spread your wings...'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-113611516402008765</id><published>2006-01-01T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T03:39:59.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HER</title><content type='html'>Her beauty proceeds what many might say,&lt;br /&gt;Her songs are as sweet as any summer day,&lt;br /&gt;Her hair brings the scent of newly bloomed lilies,&lt;br /&gt;As it flows unendingly to her saintly feet.&lt;br /&gt;Flowers bowed as she walked by,&lt;br /&gt;Children stopped to gaze in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;People gasp at this unearthly sight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-113611516402008765?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/113611516402008765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=113611516402008765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611516402008765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611516402008765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/01/her.html' title='HER'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-113611512332977296</id><published>2006-01-01T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T04:32:41.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Twist</title><content type='html'>A broken shell on the beach,&lt;br /&gt;Ready to be embedded and ditched,&lt;br /&gt;The owner has got eaten by a fish,&lt;br /&gt;OH! But what poor little thing!&lt;br /&gt;Along came a petite miss,&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to a tiny dish,&lt;br /&gt;In the end,&lt;br /&gt;The shell felt relieved,&lt;br /&gt;For thats a poem with a twist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-113611512332977296?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/113611512332977296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=113611512332977296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611512332977296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611512332977296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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whats the marks,&lt;br /&gt;We cannot deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas,&lt;br /&gt;This should be put behind,&lt;br /&gt;for dwelling in thy mistakes&lt;br /&gt;is something we shouldnt&lt;br /&gt;remind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can do,&lt;br /&gt;Is nothing but wait,&lt;br /&gt;Wait,&lt;br /&gt;For what good or bad it is&lt;br /&gt;To come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-113611510036209628?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/113611510036209628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=113611510036209628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611510036209628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611510036209628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/01/moment-before-i-recieve-my-literature.html' title='The Moment Before I Recieve My (Literature) Marks'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-113611500710896460</id><published>2006-01-01T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T04:34:59.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till We Meet Again...</title><content type='html'>The winds blew,&lt;br /&gt;My cries ceased,&lt;br /&gt;Many souls flew,&lt;br /&gt;But my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Flees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time passes slowly,&lt;br /&gt;As though,&lt;br /&gt;You were long gone,&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you would leave,&lt;br /&gt;Like this,&lt;br /&gt;So, innocently strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let go,&lt;br /&gt;So let our love,&lt;br /&gt;Be painted with gold.&lt;br /&gt;No matter where ye goes,&lt;br /&gt;I shall follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-113611500710896460?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/113611500710896460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=113611500710896460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611500710896460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611500710896460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/2006/01/till-we-meet-again.html' title='Till We Meet Again...'/><author><name>sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15302187074979718853</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-20394213.post-113611496464888309</id><published>2006-01-01T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T04:36:31.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O' Lady Breeze</title><content type='html'>Is it you, o lady breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Playing on a giant leaf&lt;br /&gt;Prancing and dancing so gracefully,&lt;br /&gt;How I wish that Im with thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing and dancing all day long&lt;br /&gt;How I wish that this wont stop&lt;br /&gt;But sadly she faded off&lt;br /&gt;And left me wondering when to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a jerk at dawn,&lt;br /&gt;Realized that Im in the lawn,&lt;br /&gt;Playing back on my fantasy dream,&lt;br /&gt;Now I know who lady breeze is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-113611496464888309?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/113611496464888309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=113611496464888309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20394213/posts/default/113611496464888309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Will,&lt;br /&gt;His thoughts as a lowly servant of God,&lt;br /&gt;Our opinion as an affectionate father to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though his time has ended here,&lt;br /&gt;And we know hes there in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;His story will be taught though generations -&lt;br /&gt;Of his tranquility and compassion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice!&lt;br /&gt;Again I say,&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20394213-113611487470490147?l=sammisweet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sammisweet.blogspot.com/feeds/113611487470490147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20394213&amp;postID=113611487470490147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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