…within And Beyond The Hero’s Journey …
cascading water falls, embraces the high cliff,
where the echo of melodic rock conquer the paddle sand
in the sunset of a magnificent blow of the wind,
beneath the murmuring pebble of thousand battled ambiance
of natural wonders
await dear heart of the star, where the galaxy
of the Milky Way, wish to play on the twilight shine
amongst the riding rainbow of the stream that flows in
the midst of the dazzling night
come our respected guest and down the islets for the isles,
welcome your stay; the idyllic moment will be the most
memorable awesome peep of your eyes, a wholesome
pleasure of sweet dream of reality come true
genuine heart brings your wisdom to find the treasure
past of your life; like a flying eagle who wish to nestle its
prey with tender touch and a loving spirit of friendship
in the middle of alluring gift of happiness and enjoy deep
inside the passionate heart of you’re lasting sincerity
of love
welcome the journey of sensible pleasure and capture
the unlocking spirit of wings; of the given gift of paradise,
the silent bloom of the sand of Zamboangan flaps soil of
the Subanon land, a haven of all, who join the sacredness
moving spirited people of the land of the Lumad-free
feel and touch the mystic land of the riding pleasure of
the sand ……
“a poem…a tribute to the promise land of my birth,
Zamboanga del Norte,
Philippines”
Aon
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Oh! Beautiful Venice, the merchant of the Sea
as the wave echo in the distance land, the Cherry
Blossom hide away to see, as the rainbow blinks
its color the ocean blue sea endure the goggling
current dazzling the shore
touch me not in thy feather wings it blew, hidden
in the past allure in the moisturizing dew in your
endless dream of rock in the dunes of sand
calling the breeze, the reaching to face in a century
fascinating beauty and conquer everyone's heart the
hyacinth beginning of the past as it rebirth the
nightingale of the dawn, feel the sky in the horizon
of the sea beads of listening the thundering sweet
stone, amongst the pebble of blue diamond of the
sea
Farewell my old beautiful days, the angry sea grown
in the pathways of memory, geared my quest the
treasure in the ancient time and hammock the wings
of the cooling ray of the sun in my trembling heart of
affection beneath the fortune of a time
oh! beautiful Venice you may gone and lost forever
in the sand, tied me in the speeding future and hold
me in your great memory for your timeless charm
and elegant lives in my heart forever..............
poem by Antonio Liao
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Timeless Gesture
a thumb up sign reveals the pleasant stay of warm
heart, emptied in the pasture of care, where the spirit
of wonder begins to settle down in the bosom
tears of joy and happiness bestowed on the lasting
arms of smile of the soul
touch my dear heart the arrogant fingers of my
youth, capture the knight of the wind, as it paddle
on, out from the wealth that comes in the mature
shield of the past, a cream of the crops you
empathize, of the beginning time, we kiss
make my dear brave heart to nestle my feet in the
ground, the bastion of everything that holds my pious
of the heart has now, take the springs of moving on
the final moment of a great victory of my cause; as
if it takes wonder to captivate the captain of my soul
that bond and a hope of the timeless gesture of lifted
spirit in the pendulum of wonderful pedestal, I conquer
left me high to the feet I stand, for the wind beneath
your wings hold the hope of sailing on from a
distance sky my dear one ….
poem by Antonio Liao
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As I leave the moment of the past.....
beyond this world calls only the moment with me.
letting the season remember that the rain wet
each face of lasting memories with the one I knew
that hold my tears in the awesome night in the
bottom wave of bed
viewed with my calling heart the smoothness
breathe of your presence, cater the need of your
wonder as the islets of shore wait the melody of
your silent touch in the illusion of pain, in my
excitement of joy
it's not the real, echo of happiness that leads
and lure your beauty to believe that living with me,
tell and witness the essence of the shadow of
forgiveness, let the painted roses be the thorn of
each daily wisdom in our destiny, as you go with
me in the distance land with faith and trust to live,
and the night of the sky, promise the meteor to
shed the rainbow of the twilight
in me
cease me to begin the night and let the morning
dew, wait to settle in your leading heart of success,
may the wisdom in me idyllically holds to stay
forever.... my dear
poem by Antonio Liao
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New PRESIDENT, New PEOPLE, New POWER
boulders comes in the highest mountain, rolling
and rushing down to the river and stream, where
a settle of roar hump like the silent of the night
awaken by a whispering of the rickets stand
the laughter sounded like cry in the distance
of sky changing as the high tide of the sea, just
to hear in the paradise of what everybody see,
come helm my wish and let it set to fly in the
passing midnight flee, where no one knows
where to go, though far as the sky lives the
humble seagull wants to fly
wait until it is gone start where nobody wants
to sail in the ocean that is full of nothing but just
a wonderful dream that all can taste and touch the
little Edsa feast; where ringing of bells trust can be
achieve and leads by that promise of gentle rest
hail, comes the victor of the sand, the stone that
is move, clings to conquer the vast land, even if
they have already gone yet, with that spirit that is
left comes the mighty deeds for great things is
carried out and seen by their own son
farewell dear heroes of our mother land, goodbye
and so long …….
“A tribute to PRESIDENT BENIGNO SIMEON AQUINO III
15th President of the Republic of the Philippines “
poem by Antonio Liao
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Philippines the Pearl of the Orient
as the Pacific ocean pushing down the cool breezing
fresh air facing east, where the set of the rising sun, the
Philippines alluring beautiful islets welcome the
foreign lands
hundreds and thousands people wish to stay in the 7,107
seashore and islands they want to play, even Ferdinand
Magellan leads its way to conquer the island for Spain
to offer, but Lapu Lapu the local chieftain stop their
intension and say the great promise land is not for sale
and please go faraway than to stay bitter
the Philippines island, endowed with natural beauty: the
the chocolate hills and the underground river as while the
Mayon volcano viewed its degree, where the rice terraces
splendid its wonderful technology of the centuries from
other neighboring countries
richness in the vast land and rivers, seas and sky the
country is full, wild life and animal every where you can
see, tame for free, ethno linguistic people in every peaceful
place you can talk but never anybody can provoke, they
are stronger than anyone, can't beat, fight as without
fear, live as they are simple and live faith according to
what they believe and adore
the cultural richness amongst the Filipino people leads its
way to survive, the gift of natural bounty; its surfing sea's
the mountainous cliff and the wild fruits makes the wonder
of the island, the marvelous caves, rivers and streams
amazed eyes can't imagine, as the dolphin and turtle
swim in a the rough sea, and the hearts swift to follow the
horizon sunset of the sun, where the pebbles sand of
Boracay, Dakak, Puerto Gallera, Mactan beaches
kaleidoscopic massage every foot and hand, that makes
every foreign land leave their lives for a stay in my dear
native land....the Philippines
'as the country, face the 21st century, and the 17th polical
regions have just reborn to see the dawn; all that what brings
to reach the dawning progress and development have made
the Filipino people to live and hope for better tomorrow'
poem by Antonio Liao
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AMERICA the land of the Free
see the point horizon
of the East,
touching the rainbow of prosperity,
for all the way long dream
to hold the bridge that never
fall into the stream
of turmoil, the profane passion
of the land of the free,
now wish to cool the
warming land connecting the core
landscaping of friendship
push out not to the limit of blooming
flower, where the singing bird
pride the gentle leaves,
as it wave the color stripe of
mantle in the honor flying
stars in the sky
keep it high, for no one ever had
capture the aim that human
conqueror ceases to touch the banner
of freedom of what the
American people believed
oh! come the distained haven of hope
and nurture the infant bravery
of every vision that mankind wish the
quest to find, settle the glory of
Liberty; a loving wish of inspiration the
dream of every one’s heart
fly on the stars of courage and
conquer the fulfilling destiny of Freedom
Dear America
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Mystasia
Mystasia, is the land
Mystasia, is the land beyond your dreams
Mystasia, come with me
Mystasia, endless hope, that's what it means
If you believe there's nothing else but a dream you are wrong
Try to look beyond
Here is the world, here is your own galaxy like it seems
The land beyond your dreams
Now take the chance to let you're feelings be free, and you'll see
You can live your fantasy
Mystasia is the place, is more than you guess, like a sign
The sun will always shine
You feel like flying in a coloured sky
You are weightless like a butterfly
What's on your mind becomes reality
A piece of heaven will set you free
If you open your eyes you can see a land
Where illusions are more than a friend
Where the rainbow appears, all the people smile
And you can escape for a while
I'm talking about a land that you don't know
You know, like a secret - or a rainbow
Where life could be paradise, sun is shinin' all the time
All around a magic place, 99 here's the sign
Fine - this will be yours and mine
We call it land of the sun with the golden shine
Free your mind - don't care about what people say
Today is the day, you better come this way
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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The lighted Sky
tell
me the wisdom of your heart
for my soul cried for
the rainbow to come into my
destiny
show
me the whole naked eyes
of your smile for
the calls of my pain drops the deep
memories of ever lasting
teardrops that falls down into
the check of forevermore mountain
of hope, settled in our dream,
now blown out earnestly
to the color of the
blue sky
conquer
dear sky the open
little candle of your cool winter
solstice and leave
the silent echo of the heart of returning
home in your only pasture
land, believing the
way of moving on is a
sweet goodbye …
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Parable of the Seafarer
The Parable of the Seafarer
Riding in the wave of Penny, watching the
ocean floor of wealth, ready to dive and drown
in the land with nobody likes to see
a shelter comes in the foreign land, transgress
beyond any time, at any deepest sea; the luck
of money gracefully come in the pocket and easily jump,
gone to the sand
wow! a beautiful cherish land, sole care of
abundance ambition, make my dream alive; with
the Lilies grown in a dirty pond, and let the fish
swear to breed inside the cupid heart of the rich sea
come on, at the tip of my hand and hold my
destined wonder to capture my desire of wealth;
find and stay in the Joy of my day, a quest for a
next day of comes uncertain journey
let me ride again, and take it back; the moment I
lost with my love one, my dignity and my life who
lives no more in my real dream
I am lost again and please
let the wave haul me back of my dream ……
poem by Antonio Liao
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In A Quite Distance
stand aloof
waving hands call
to see the rope,
done without stand, thou some
come to offer a helping
hand
I come to shout,
even whisper the wind that
someday there will be somebody
to lend me a simple gift of
smile of what
I have done, in quite distance moment
of time
oh! come
the silent of the echo
find the thundering seer of my youth
and touch my sacred heart
of the spirit of awakening into the glory
of lasting presence
with the one whom my Life I owe
the wisdom of
the past
solemnly quest
my mother wombs
desire, forever my heart await
dear Mama.
poem by Antonio Liao
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If i'll find you again.....
looking back where I started is worth while to
lived again, where I play the servant of your servants
and your the queen of heart in my little house, a
great domain of the fairy tale story between you and
me in the kingdom near the bosom castle of the
sea
made me to love and care, the whole of my life to you
to be free, a spectacular beauty that hold the inner
passion of love sprinkled in the highway of your
aromatic smelled body, behold my strength looks down
to capture the an endless adoration of your fantastic
fragrance of immortality
let me kiss and hug the solitude image of your splendid
shadow of the future that leads me to project the super
high way of tomorrow, where my heart breath the
hyacinth freedom of thirst amongst the days of reckoning
the love that you give beneath my powerless vigor to
shade no more my masculinity dear
hide me in your alluring spirit, pushing me up in the sky
wanting to end the suffering I return, now that life has
come to our heart reunited, witness the falling star, in the
penumbra of the winter solstice heavenly sky, showed my
bottom heart that you love me again, my birth sees no
reason that to love you is off no end
knowing you once again gives me the chance to win you
back in my loving arm my pleasure to reach the delta
of my beginning that you have come in my life, waving the
Galleon and sensing the Chinese junk in the river flows of
where it started to float in the horizon of today
feel me again, to you I see the river loose, the blues sky
that surf the wind and feel the tremendous bloom of
flowers in the desert pond; love me again my loving
darling, a dear to me a wisdom of my heart and the birth
of my everlasting love, come let the moment taste the
sweet honey of time, the bearer of light to the state of
every beginning, where I stay with you till eternity.........
.........rise again
poem by Antonio Liao
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Paddle me in the rough sea's
whew...w...whew....w...whew....w...so strong, wave beneath
in the high sea, take in the ocean floor, dive all the wind that
brings me near to the bottom vail, and show me the ocean rock
saddle in the sand it fall
blow... s..s..blow...s..s...blow..s..s..that never ends the wave
that rough me inn, in my boat makes it pain, from the distance
there i see again, will and determination give me hope in a
land i wish to stand
roll on so fast, days and night, is counted in vast land, i can see
where my boat paddling in the deep blue sea, and everything is
done when my strength is gone, all i need now is go beyond my
fear that holds me to be there
paddle my wish near to place i quest, in the rough sea's i passed
i leave my past... for the future i stand... paddle me so fast......
that i can take it last......
poem by Antonio Liao
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A land shake with Honey
like a flavor hand of the clock, pointing from north
to south, as the west direction reflected on the east;
the round table corners the time and goes beyond
the dominion of the past, when the night comes to stay
for another day has welcome today of tomorrow
travel, has transgress the exhausted body and the
longing just to let my desire to earn, penny with a far
away from my dear beloved children, nostalgia the
deepest heart for another vacation with my family
my aspiration has build beautiful house; vineyard,
expensive car, yacht, farm, visit magnificent places,
yet when the soul is empty, it's just a weather without
the prefume scented in the petal of eternity
wish every tears falling down in the golden future, that
await nothing but a nightingale of unspoken desire of
whispering shadow of silent ears
let the standing pleasure of unforgivable hope to wonder
in the foreign land, wait to print in the mud in every
sand; it goes and past, until the tide of the shore wash the
precious dream to touch the dream that ever dream in the
morning sun......
' a poem dedicated to the OFW.....our dear present day
Heroes'
Aon
poem by Antonio Liao
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I Dream of a New Land
my soul chained with fears
caged in a dark place
cries with sorrowful tears
down my pale, hollow face
the notes of my song die
before even being born
my broken wings cannot fly
deep in my heart, I can feel
this sharp, constant thorn
I dream of a new land
the land of the blue skies
-the land of the free-
across this desert,
across this dry sand
across this stormy sea
will I dare to act on my dreams?
will I dare to rise and break my chains?
will I dare to free all the inside screams?
will I dare to reveal all my pains?
my soul without any fears
flies free in a colorful place
cries with new happy tears
down my bright, beautiful face
a new song is born in an instant
I carry it on my new silver wings
there’s no time and no distance
I’m born in the eternal existence
my heart forever sings
I dream of a new land
the land of the blue skies
-the land of the free-
across this desert,
across this dry sand
across this stormy sea
poem by Alexandru Marius (3 February 2021)
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The Butterfly of the Night
suspended in the mid-air, waiting to catch my
bedside snoring, sensing but not responding a little
bit focusing of the shadow of the night, laying in
my mat with a thin fellow in my leg
wondering takes me there to the mystic ecstasy
of Parousia, a never ending experience of joy, the
narcissism of my youth laundering my inner most
feeling of solitude, the beginning of no where of the
answer, as the night begin to settle down in my
most unconventional deep sleep of the mid-dream
beside a wonderful lady of my moment of a time
a distinction of happiness wonders my soul to
take another step, listening only to the command of
the whisper of the heart, the night becomes a day to
remember that you're there in my side, waiting
patiently, to make me glad of the harmony, as we
touch all the night, taking me to the longering
harmonic harp and i will be there to end my feeling
of tranquility, leaves me all behind that makes me
imprison to your command, i will be there to stay
with you my dear one
you come in the middle of nuance moment and
leave me so quickly, my heart has started to obey, the
meaning of your breath in my hand, pushing me to
stop in the islets of every journey is just like as a puff,
make all those dream, remembrance of what was
yesterday when you came in my awesome moment of
the night
wake me up; darling my heart knows that I can’t
just open my heart and my soul calls me to wane up
everything that close my eyes in your loving spirit of
forgiveness
poem by Antonio Liao
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Wings for sale
I walk in the aisle of the corridor and gaze at the seashore,
where I used to stay in the early morning of my house, the
night comes dazzling with the sun, as the clouds rushing
molding with the early bird flapping there wings in the sunny
mode of the dawning light mingling of the cooled breeze of
the monsoon wind
the hushing blow of wave, sprouted like a rainbow in the
showering sky, so deeply in touch of the sands in the naked
stones beneath the sloping cliff in the high dunes of sand, a
distance view in my beautiful nipa hut near the pavement
slope in the golden glow of light of the morning sun
as the moving water gallop the ocean current, the ocean floor
with its strength mumble in the rushing stones, forcing to
clap the water blown in the sand as its stand, sunk as it sang
the beautiful tunes as it sprang and the water bubble like a fish
slowly moving to reach the sudden rod of the fisherman hands
like wind that passes, swiftly in our faces, like sunlight touches
our braces, our dreams closes our passage to live what we
believe, always stop when we are there, all the way it
embraces of what it should be, for everything is not yet the
final day
sale and sail always your way for in every corner the angels
stay with thee, don't stop until you find the right way for in the
end you can buy a wings like angel who always see the
beautiful day, and your heart will always stay the precious
wings of angel that fly with thee
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The Sussex sailor
O, once, by Cuckmere Haven,
I heard a sailor sing
Of shores beyond the sunset,
And lands of lasting spring,
Of blue lagoons and palm trees
And isles where all was young;
But this was ever the burden
of ev'ry note he sung:
"O, have you seen my true love
A-walking in that land?
Or have you seen her footprints
Upon that shining sand?
Beneath the happy palmtrees,
By Eden whispers fanned...
O, have you seen my true love
A-walking in that land?"
And, once in San Diego,
I heard him sing again,
Of Amberley, Rye, and Bramber,
And Brede and Fairlight Glen:
The nestling hills of Sussex,
The russet-roofed elfin towns,
And the skylark up in a high wind
Carolling over the downs.
"From Warbleton to Wild Brook,
When May is white as foam,
O, have you seen my dearling
on any hills of home?
Or have you seen her shining,
Or only touch'd her hand.
O, have you seen my true love
A-walking in that land?"
And, once again, by Cowfold,
I heard him singing low,
'Tis not the leagues of ocean
That hide the hills I know.
The May that shines before me
Has made a ghost of May.
The valleys that I would walk in
Are twenty years away.
"Ah, have you seen my true love
A-walking in that land...
On hills that I remember,
In valleys I understand,
So far beyond the sunset,
So very close at hand,
O have you seen my true love
In that immortal land?"
poem by Alfred Noyes
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Elims
Smile is hidden deep in tears
so let the tears flow in path of dreams
it will flood the dry land of fears
and will heal the scars of wounded years
Smile not just to me but to all you can see
spread the wings of hope and fly freely
to the heaven above leave the land of worry
to the thirsty sand pour your tears gently
Your smile gives reasons for tomorrow
to bright the sun and whisper to wind to blow
just smile and wait to fear to frown
to shine the moon and light the stars in glow
Your smile is written in a cold moonlight
your smile is a pearl in a warm seashore sand
your smile is a star in a stormy night
your smile is every beat deep inside my heart
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Touch Me Not
lock me in the dominion of your command, transgress my
spirit that is gone, limit my voice to shout the truth and leave
drops of tears to my Fatherland, let my strength drags my
immortal soul for through eternity i will free the nation from
the bondage of cruelty
the light has not stop in the whisper of the wind, the
minute leave to say for the waiting death has its prey, in the
road to step the heaven is always open for me, of where my
vacuum soul is waiting to be free, swallowed like a lion in the
dungeon that cave my heart through out the day
hold my hand my dear brother, the dawning wave capture
the sand and as the bird fly my blooming eye flies; in the
wings of an eagle, the moment of a day reach my rendition,
and ever shall i go in the end it is my way, tears cupped my
emotion, bucket my blood in the country i love
only i found the tore of my tears, swings the luminous flag
in every sun it comes, always forward and never surrender
in the soil the race will live, and in the beacon of our hearts
the nation will stand, bring the tambourine that rejoice and
the cymbals that dance in the celebration of jubilation, the
land return, nay! my days were gone leave no pain, thy
heaven best my soul refresh
i am gone, in every moment i depart, yet! in each day
you'll be laughed in the heart i remain to stay for death i live,
leaves no regret in the flag i hold, my country fears no unfold
and let every breathe fly in each spirit the nation will lives
Forever be Free..............
“ a tribute to the 2009 Philippines Independence “
poem by Antonio Liao
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Everything that Goes.....
looks the flower wait the butterfly to touch down the
sweet petals that it can offer, see the fish swim in the
water flows in the riding waves of forever stream of
the sea, as the birds zooming fly in the hovering of the
wind in the high sky
see the eyes have wizardly blinks the crystallized
ball of morning dew, the moist wet the smooth surface
of your wonder eyes; listen my dear heart the harmony
of whispering humid echo in a distance song of the
Crickets, as the lunar light window the coming night to
stay, till dawn of your midnight sleep and the sky has
offer to close its morning return
show my emptiness of the longing, you’re everything
that i always adores and captures my hope, as the lone
past hold me to sanctify the wishing heart to remember
that you’re the answer of what i am living for, many of
years i believe, finding the most in you the real you, i
do wait
you have thought me of what i felt, think the moment
of knowing me alone of what is the truth and real my
dear one, stand my hour and everything goes fine, for
the timeless moment of myself, love's you and always
stay with you my lasting wish of mystery
day is night before i sleep, thinking of loving you and
never i have change my will to love you, let then be
the stream of every streams of willing stay, and i still
love YOU....... i will
poem by Antonio Liao
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