<?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-2876616955784507391</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:38:31.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhythm &amp; Emotion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CluelessCritic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12013039020417377188</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876616955784507391.post-6158237759698725779</id><published>2008-03-30T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T21:50:35.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Give Up, God's Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Never Give Up, God's Child!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Prepared by: Jesus Sarmiento&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;June 28, 2007&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;As you move on in life and claim your life's destiny&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sometimes your life is tough and feels like eternity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Never give up, the winds of change are minutes away&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;You'll see the skyline once again and here to stay&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;When the road you are on are always troublesome&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Don't think that you are forsaken, you are not alone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Don't ever give up, God says "if you only ever knew"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Just look around, my angels are watching over you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;In every step of the way, God's plans will continue&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;He'll walk with you and keep your strength renewed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;When you feel proud; this time you are being tested&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;God says "don't doubt, you will always be protected"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;Now, if you confess your sins and promise to change&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;God promises that inner peace in life you will retain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 5pt 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Monotype Corsiva&amp;quot;;"&gt;And the winds of change will blow all the clouds away&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/2876616955784507391-6158237759698725779?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/6158237759698725779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=6158237759698725779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/6158237759698725779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/6158237759698725779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/2008/03/never-give-up-gods-child.html' title='Never Give Up, God&apos;s Child'/><author><name>CluelessCritic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12013039020417377188</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-2876616955784507391.post-5663784839989771940</id><published>2008-03-30T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:38:02.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRIDE</title><content type='html'>In our own little castle we call "P r I d e" we are a king&lt;br /&gt;A king without a subject except ourselve&lt;br /&gt;A king whose palace is made of an empty illusion&lt;br /&gt;A king whose 4 little walls are made of " I 's "&lt;br /&gt;A king without to blame except somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our middle initial is made of "I", a very lonely "I"&lt;br /&gt;Our line "I am a master of my fate, and a captain of my soul"&lt;br /&gt;In the peak of success, and triumph we are invisible&lt;br /&gt;And in the midst of defeat, only God can humble us&lt;br /&gt;SuIcide, is not the solution to our embarassment, humility to God is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-5663784839989771940?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/5663784839989771940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=5663784839989771940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/5663784839989771940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/5663784839989771940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/2008/03/pride.html' title='PRIDE'/><author><name>CluelessCritic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12013039020417377188</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-2876616955784507391.post-5521523729375063382</id><published>2008-03-05T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:24:20.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Heaven!</title><content type='html'>Oh heaven!&lt;br /&gt;You are far but yet so near&lt;br /&gt;God hangs the sun, moon, and stars within your realm&lt;br /&gt;We awe in silence; you are magnificent&lt;br /&gt;How foolish are we to think we can solve your mystery...&lt;br /&gt;At times, we tend to ignore how great you are&lt;br /&gt;But at better days, with largest telescopes...&lt;br /&gt;We realize that we are just dusts on your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh heaven, your secrets! Only God knows...&lt;br /&gt;Galaxies, millions of them....&lt;br /&gt;You surprise us with them, they are like gems in the sands...&lt;br /&gt;Someday, when my time is up&lt;br /&gt;Someday, God will take me with you&lt;br /&gt;I will hop from one galaxy to the next&lt;br /&gt;I will delight myself with the wonders you hide from us for years&lt;br /&gt;And your secrets will never be a mystery no more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-5521523729375063382?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/5521523729375063382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=5521523729375063382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/5521523729375063382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/5521523729375063382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-heaven.html' title='Oh Heaven!'/><author><name>CluelessCritic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12013039020417377188</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-2876616955784507391.post-4550675938068742527</id><published>2008-03-05T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:02:28.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Be Waiting</title><content type='html'>Although you are far away, I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Your kind words will always help me through&lt;br /&gt;This feeling I have for you will never ever last&lt;br /&gt;Time and distance cannot stand between us&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry of the things that I have said to you&lt;br /&gt;For the things I did not mean to say and hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, if I have said things that caused you pain&lt;br /&gt;In time my love and my deeds will not die in vain&lt;br /&gt;Girl, you are always in my heart and my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I pray to God to watch over you and every time&lt;br /&gt;I cannot promise that sunshine will always be there&lt;br /&gt;But, I promise that my love to you is always here&lt;br /&gt;If the sun, moon, and the stars above will disappear&lt;br /&gt;And the heaven in the sky will forever be in tears&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me standing and waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I will be waiting here to console and embrace you&lt;br /&gt;With love, patience, and understanding, I am here...&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you tight and protect you from all your fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared by: Jesus Magpile Sarmiento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-4550675938068742527?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/4550675938068742527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=4550675938068742527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/4550675938068742527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/4550675938068742527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-will-be-waiting.html' title='I Will Be Waiting'/><author><name>CluelessCritic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12013039020417377188</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-2876616955784507391.post-7315806292858505812</id><published>2008-03-05T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:53:08.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence; The Outcry For Freedom</title><content type='html'>Strangers to the land&lt;br /&gt;...that once owned&lt;br /&gt;Cast down by countless&lt;br /&gt;...frustrations&lt;br /&gt;The outcry of beliefs&lt;br /&gt;...and opinions&lt;br /&gt;A perfect battleground&lt;br /&gt;...for human compassions&lt;br /&gt;Identity and harmony&lt;br /&gt;...they lost them all&lt;br /&gt;The burdens of reality&lt;br /&gt;...torments their own soul&lt;br /&gt;Yet complelled&lt;br /&gt;...by genuine desires above all&lt;br /&gt;Humanity, dignity, and independence&lt;br /&gt;...have been achieved once more!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-7315806292858505812?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/7315806292858505812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=7315806292858505812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/7315806292858505812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/7315806292858505812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/2008/03/independence-outcry-for-freedom.html' title='Independence; The Outcry For Freedom'/><author><name>CluelessCritic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12013039020417377188</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-2876616955784507391.post-2367403904264457235</id><published>2008-03-05T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:49:10.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What More Could I Ask For?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What more Could I ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But, for the love of life I live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Your love touches my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And fills my life with ecstacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Your affection secures my very need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;From morning 'til dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And creates a place like a paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Where love is always found...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What more could I ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But for the love of life I live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Two hearts united as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Two souls in perfect harmony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Where life is full of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;And loving memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Now, what more could I ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;But, for the love of life I live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-2367403904264457235?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/2367403904264457235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=2367403904264457235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/2367403904264457235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/2367403904264457235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-more-could-i-ask-for.html' title='What More Could I Ask For?'/><author><name>CluelessCritic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12013039020417377188</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-2876616955784507391.post-5603960694656898069</id><published>2008-03-05T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:44:27.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am...</title><content type='html'>Here I am, I will always lift you up&lt;br /&gt;When everybody lets you down&lt;br /&gt;When the whole world turns it back on you&lt;br /&gt;You can always count on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are and whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, the one who will always be loving you&lt;br /&gt;Who will protect you from the storms&lt;br /&gt;I will always be with you through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, I will always be by your side&lt;br /&gt;When your so called friends cannot be found&lt;br /&gt;I will always here, never to give up on you&lt;br /&gt;My shoulders will be ready for you to lean on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my love, I am here to stay with you forever&lt;br /&gt;We will be together and I will watch over you&lt;br /&gt;I will make sure that you are safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;My strength and my heart are yours at anytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other promises love and give you nothing&lt;br /&gt;My love is full and will shelter you from harm&lt;br /&gt;How sad to see other lovers falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, my loving touch will sustain you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart will sing melodies to comfort you&lt;br /&gt;And I will wipe your tears when people hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I will always be your lover, a companion and a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared by: Jesus Magpile Sarmiento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-5603960694656898069?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/5603960694656898069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=5603960694656898069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a poem written by my daughter for an English class copying a style of a famous writer which in this case is that of Edgar Allan Poe.  My daughter is a senior in high school.  This poem  is a depiction of a Vietnam war through the eyes of a soldier who was away from his family and fighting a war that never wins.  The writing style of a poem is exceptionally good as well it was well written.  I am proud of my daughter's writing ability.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ghost of False Salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Angelica Sarmiento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man does stand, who stood asunder, betwixt a jungle in which to wander&lt;br /&gt;and a place of no more sorrow, from a conviction red with fear.&lt;br /&gt;Stand does he between the rustle, rustling of the jungle,&lt;br /&gt;juggling with which to toil, then toiling with the cries he hears.&lt;br /&gt;Though the heartbreaking cries resound, he sheds not a tear,&lt;br /&gt;Finding no salvation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty earth between his fingers, the calamity still grows and lingers,&lt;br /&gt;Whispering Death crawls and quivers, telling tales about his peers.&lt;br /&gt;All the movement through dugout tunnels, tumbling over young men pummeled,&lt;br /&gt;And through tragic disappointment finds his leader gone, laying on the field&lt;br /&gt;And his bloody hands filled him with a shuddering ghostly ere,&lt;br /&gt;He knew, there is no savior here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tightly did he clench his rifle, trifling with much to die for&lt;br /&gt;Home and country out of mind, but not his Juliet he loved so dear.&lt;br /&gt;Then did the calm commotion, which he lived with much devotion,&lt;br /&gt;rip amidst the red explosion blinding him from his dark and growing fear.&lt;br /&gt;And still trudges on, though limbless, without a tear.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting no salvation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Juliet lay at home, in bed, in church, and so alone,&lt;br /&gt;And still she weeps and moans, to throw the news she has long feared&lt;br /&gt;And not half as strong as the love she lost, to fight for rights and freedom lost,&lt;br /&gt;She cast her vote for death and won, and no longer shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;the angels grew to anger, threw her down to sinful galere&lt;br /&gt;Salvation was non-existent here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing her loved has fallen not, she lay there in the hellish rot,&lt;br /&gt;Where demons taught her out of thoughts of how to be sincere&lt;br /&gt;And laced her ember hairs with malice maladapted, and unattractive&lt;br /&gt;Set her free upon the breeze to bring more soldiers to burn with her&lt;br /&gt;She came across a face familiar that she almost did call dear,&lt;br /&gt;She brought false salvation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the man beguiled, by the ghost who laughed and smiled,&lt;br /&gt;With the innocence of a child, swiftly carried him to a black belvedere&lt;br /&gt;Lay there he, with such intention, that one would quickly cry to mention,&lt;br /&gt;What the wind carried as message to torture his Juliet he loved so dear.&lt;br /&gt;"Juliet," said he, "Oh please cry not for me, and do my sweet live happily,&lt;br /&gt;enjoy our sweet salvation."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-7903294993153686310?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/7903294993153686310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=7903294993153686310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/7903294993153686310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/7903294993153686310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/2008/03/ghost-of-false-salvation.html' title='The Ghost of False Salvation'/><author><name>CluelessCritic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12013039020417377188</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-2876616955784507391.post-7269229761555027906</id><published>2008-02-29T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T20:15:36.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven</title><content type='html'>If I could feel your tender hand holding my hand,&lt;br /&gt;and your tender lips touching my lips&lt;br /&gt;If I could hear the sweet melodies from your heart&lt;br /&gt;and the sounds of joy from your soul&lt;br /&gt;If I could spend the time with you during the day&lt;br /&gt;and rest my body next to you at night&lt;br /&gt;If I could do all of these with you from day to day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more that I could ask,&lt;br /&gt;if you ever wish the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared by:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus M. Sarmiento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-7269229761555027906?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/7269229761555027906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=7269229761555027906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/7269229761555027906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/7269229761555027906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/2008/02/heaven.html' title='Heaven'/><author><name>CluelessCritic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12013039020417377188</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-2876616955784507391.post-5307844551507830896</id><published>2008-02-29T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:43:09.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Til Death Do Us Part</title><content type='html'>Everyday that I wake up, you are in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Your tender loving care gives me a new start&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to worry about life's vicious cycle&lt;br /&gt;Because of your love, everyday is a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know you will always be there for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know, our love is here through eternity&lt;br /&gt;Unconditional love is what you've shown me&lt;br /&gt;You always help me to be strong as I can be&lt;br /&gt;I look at the sky and the rainbow just appear&lt;br /&gt;Just like you, it keeps my trouble disappear&lt;br /&gt;Your love is the sun that brings a loving flame&lt;br /&gt;And gives a real reason for my inner strength&lt;br /&gt;You shared your sorrow, pain, and true love&lt;br /&gt;These, I thank my God from heaven's above&lt;br /&gt;You love me for who I am and what I represent&lt;br /&gt;I love you more and I'll love you just the same&lt;br /&gt;Your love, and my love story is one piece of art&lt;br /&gt;Just like a song that says "'til death do us part"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright ©2008  Jesus Magpile Sarmiento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-5307844551507830896?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2876616955784507391.post-2795046973191084027</id><published>2008-02-29T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:34:04.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God, Your Love I Will Remember...</title><content type='html'>The air that I breathe,&lt;br /&gt;The water that I drink,&lt;br /&gt;The cool breezes caressing my skin&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of the sun touching my face&lt;br /&gt;The food that you provide for my body&lt;br /&gt;The affection that you have for my soul&lt;br /&gt;The sights you created for me to see&lt;br /&gt;The moon and the stars to watch over me at night&lt;br /&gt;The blue sky and happy clouds to watch me by day&lt;br /&gt;The family, to protect me from the storms&lt;br /&gt;The only son you have who died for my sins&lt;br /&gt;The love that you always have given me&lt;br /&gt;God, your love, I will remember through eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright ©2008 Jesus Magpile Sarmiento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2876616955784507391-2795046973191084027?l=rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rhythmandemotion.blogspot.com/feeds/2795046973191084027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2876616955784507391&amp;postID=2795046973191084027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/2795046973191084027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2876616955784507391/posts/default/2795046973191084027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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