A poem a day keeps the Poet Happy
leave me not my pen, go and stay with me
my immortal dream persuade you to looks
at me, dragging every inch of an ink fuse
in my nervously happy feeling, eludes the fear
of wasting every moment of my day
I have seen the shadow of the night and touch
the morning sun where every blink drops of
tears sweetens the taste of star, underneath my
strand of sweet words it stand....the poem
suite me to every shooting star, from the
Milky way to the black whole where nobody
understand lives as it turn and run in single day
in the sun, only a level of every minute is mute
for what ever is told, the hearts of a poet
foretold, the meaning of what is a day
enkindle my dream of ecstasy and color my
vision of what is beauty, remember me always
that for a countless moment of my pen is a life
it takes and a particles it bleaks, leave me no
more, I am gone forever
oh! my pen, behold you have fold me, to know
more than I know, you have bridge me to foresee
what every soul has to believe, you have tangle
my emotion to write every poise of what is being
seen and true, now that you have made and make
of what I am today, live with me and be with me
until then........I depart……
poem by Antonio Liao
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Sweet, Suite, Suit my tongue
wake me up in my deep slumber, bath my humiliation
of fancy illusion i compare, just as the beginning of my
youth my heart desire, leaving the ultimate passion
what i have today
the moment of today has come that last forever and
as the night comes to pass, seeing the happiness i wonder
is not but a lay of infinite vacuum of what i felt; the time
i know my heart lives in your memory of existence past,
the submission of my being powerless in your alluring
beauty
standing looks the same, looking back seems a
reflection of time, reaping and catch the harvest of
what makes it different, seeing you only in dream, and
now that i have you, leaving each edges of the moment
of time, i almost drown my emotion whispering the
goodbye of my breath
as today, trust my wishful memory, hug my lingering
joy of full enthusiasm and let, the oracle of the past live
in each experience of trust that leads you and bring your
everlasting love, shooting where the arrows go in the
heart that refresh my soul to you my sweet, suite, suit
lady of my time
you come and never leave..... my heart thirst your beauty
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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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Funeral Poem
close your eye and try to wonder the blooming flower
in a dirty pond and pick a little petals in a red, red rose that
smell like a daffodils in the oasis of water in the highest pick
of a mountain meadow, where birds and the trees smile
together watching every step you walk in the isles of pebbles
of sand, where rushes of wave touches your feet, splashes
every corner of your skin, feeling you down, your tear that
falls with melted candle goes down, speeding to the ground
and settle in the soil that spoil the moment of a day, the end of
everything that touches the meaning of life with the one
you love
vow and let each minute fall into the day, leave all that
makes you easy, for the burden of your heart, stay in every
sweet in the coffin you see, feel the emotion that merry go
round in the handkerchief the sweet gland you give and never
see the honey comb your love one will stay, always forward to
what awaits, all are just a momentum to play, in the stage you rest
everybody want to leave, have it all go for the day is waiting for
the dawn of the night and things will be fined
each moment is a time to reflect the past as it is now today,
ponder and reviewed all are just a memory to hold in a minute
it will depart, have all your senses feel the event, they just come
and go but, always focus the evening of where your heart desire, the
night is not yet over and the mourning is off ending, have faith in
your heart for all are just a chasing of the wind, the morning bless is
the best to take to last
be the difference in your heart and the soul revive the glory
of yesterdays past, for today is the dimension you see your future
of what will be the end of the day, as you hold for tomorrow will be
the day for today, may be the you comes with in you, be strong and
forward the past in the future to come will be you, who will be in the
grandstand of funeral you stand
all what you feel today is just a memory to live in our heart…let
my soul rejoice in thy soul of my beloved one who live with you
forever and ever Amen………
poem by Antonio Liao
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How Much Love
How can I tell you
To put it all in words
There is so much left to say
But the meaning slips away
How can I show you
To see it through my eyes
Dont deny that part of you
Thats been dying for it too
How do I know if I give you too much
Will I snare you away
How do I know when to leave you alone
When to beg you to stay
I wanna know
*just how much love does it take
To get to you
I stand here ready to break
Tell me, tell me
How much love does it take*
Moment to moment
I dont know where it stands
Will I end up like the rest
Well its anybodys guess
Can I persuade you
So softly in a touch
It is all a waste of time
Well Im only wasting mine
How do I know if I give you too much
Will I scare you away
How do I know when to leave you alone
When to beg you to stay
I wanna know
( * repeat)
How do I know when to leave you alone
When to beg you to stay
I wanna know
( * repeat-)
song performed by by Survivor
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Underneath a drifted Sky
lay down in my roof top, wonder up looking in the twilight
night, as the shooting star say hello and a goodbye falling
down goes with my blinking eye that close
the humid air, zooming beneath my tin cloth that covers
my skin, smooth body feels the wondering halos in my
imagination of what the moment of the night wonder the
illusion of the darkness reveals
like floating in the waving wave, without something to
hold, to catch but only the swinging clock in my neck that
once attach, and the timing pendulum heard, soon the
my heart broke looking for safety, my fingers tried to warm
my body, nay it pave the way to warm my feeling of
distress
listen my cool body and call the serenity of the wild
wind underneath the huge sky hovers my whole body; listen
of what my heart clings, capture the beautiful moment of the
given time, when thy soul touches your inner most feeling of
what is life live
deep inside of a feeling, a remembrance of a very
special experienced of life tells the passion of heart; the
joy that it possess lives in every memories, as the eternal
wisdom that you bring in your journey through out your way
to perfection, is a step beyond any other steps you’ve done,
move and lead you to accept that life is just a vanity of
dream of every dreams, in every night, that wonders the
falling star as it depart
be always underneath the sky as it drifted in your midst
the wonder of your life....the passing and gone, but hold on
the precious moment of events for, it will be you to start,
and the wonder of your step, begins in your heart
step on, the night is not yet over........wonder your dream
and you will be in the sky
poem by Antonio Liao
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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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Tears of the Greatest
oh! tears, holy are you who comes to my emptiness, of
where ever I go, you have been the mirror of what I am
true today who brings me tomorrow, and always in my
midst and night stay in my bedside play, until the last
minute of my last day, says a goodbye
you swift my deep slumber, hugging what I feel and
express in your honest tears, where the inner passion
of feeling resemble in my immortal soul, everything
desire the joy and the pain my heart adore
touch me, squeezes and grips my whole heart that grief,
leave me alone in the shadow of the wilderness and hold
me not to accept my triumphant happiness, where every
teardrops tell the meaning of myself, give me the
wisdom to hold the past and the memories that takes so
fast
now that i'm in your side, where do I go from here, where
should my loving feeling subdue when you did come
always to my way, you who have been in the path I’ve go,
believe that you will be with me until it last for a lifetime,
leaving the end of the day and longing to live in the end time
life wait me not, the tears I give it up, take me to live in
your loving mortal eye, will I’ve stay, look I'm always in your
way, sheltering the feeling of what you believe, shows
me of what is life is all about, for in every tears it fall there
is always a call and your heart I know is full
let my tears come and go, I waited you for me to show,
happiness and failure you wanted me to cried, for in every
teardrops you fall my heart leads you know, that my eyes
want you stay in every way I go, for in my journey, my tears
becomes in me……
poem by Antonio Liao
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If you go, take me with you
an endless moment have to stay, of where
a countless you have lead my way, to the
rainbow of my shadow awaits the presence
of each memory, the essence of who you are
in my life every night and day
capture my dear heart the hyacinth of beauty
and the immortality of gift bestowed the
truth of who brought me to see the meaning
of what life would be, you come to my
senses, lure and nurture the real foundation of
what life I take
choose, the beginning that sees no more the
love, that carried the sweet honey bees
strings, the mountain scenery looks the crystal
clouds, underneath the melodic echo of
winds surfing the horizon of eternity
your the inspiration that I adore, you're the one who
lingers me on, to pursue, float on the Lilies
of sprouting blooming golden flowers, the meadows
that blink every eyes to hold the ultimate
passion of you to my dear heart that calls, the
emptiness I long for life
let me touch you for a little moment, as you stay for a
while.... dear and let my soul remember that
day that you're with me, cherishing those happy
gongs, the beginning of where your heart played the
songs of today
please stay, take me with you, as my soul waited so
long to be home; a heavenly best and a beautiful
place, where I know that you'll always be there, to lend
me a hand as I return to my Father's hand.....I can't wait
my dear, hold me so tied till the sun is bright
' a poem dedicated to
DR. HABIB ADZHAR H. SARAHADIL on
his 57th birthday,2009 '
poem by Antonio Liao
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The morning comes late
all i give is to what is life, all i take is for you, all i made is to make
what you are today, all is just a vanity like smoke that fade in a blink
of an eye
as the night passes the day, all are counted merit for you, all is
given credit what you have done, the pain, the agony, the victory,
the joy are all for you
the happiness you offer to the world, is but a essence of what you
are in this creation, be apart for in every part you made, it might
be the last moment of your stay
it is in this victory that you are call, it is in this happiness that you
have to serve, it is in this life that you exist to procreate, the given
task, only in you, knows that you are in a journey of this life
in every morning, if the sun stand, anchor in your bed and you
feel that you are fine, let your heart tells and be not wary, for the
you are in a journey of no turning back
time is but a moment of an endless journey, a blink of where soul
stand still, of no where to define, just an aura of nothing happen,
only the past will tell, of who you are in every beginning
let your soul move on, of where to floats, angel from different
direction will blew your heart to a place where, you never forget
and you will remember, that once upon a time, your immortal
soul belong and have live this majestic state
just wait, you will be honored and respected according to what
you gain, it is just a passing scene in your heart witness only by
your soul the everything you have made in you life
may you wake up in good faith and live this life to be continued
to life everlasting, have a nice and beautiful morning
poem by Antonio Liao
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My deep Slumber.....
in the great field that a thousand wonders i lie my
head; seeing of nothing for nobody understand; i
kept on shouting but only a feeling of distress tangle
my heart, as the world of ecstasy wonder to my
deepest blues of my experience, responded to my
inquires that I am not a loser
my tears hope to see the emptiness of my heart,
waking me up to find the real me in this given world;
now that all seems the light is waiting me to touch,
and my eagerness find the star has limit my vision
of looking in the future of my step, i repose and say
to thy Almighty Lord, thank you
leave me not to my deepest blues slumber of my life;
the way i receive is nothing most than a hope of
love and a care that leads me to your eternal kingdom,
as a wishing star of a child waiting the splendid light
to gallops my face, till time i breathe no more in my
soul and passion my call Lord and ask nothing from
your shielded heart of openness
my heart is ready my Lord, and the chariot of your
vessel ride my soul, until i return my precious gift i
receive; the happy life and the joy of my journey
...... thank you
“a poem dedicated to those who receive the gift of
sleepless moment of deep slumber...in Comatose state'
.....please...wake them up by reading this poem near
to their ear.....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Oh! God, in the middle of my Dream
Cricket’s sounds with a savvy laugh the night
journey of the dream; like a shooting star I
wait; seems crossing in the middle of night,
the glittering star of a million years
sweet always fined the tongue that taste, a
precious flesh of wondered colorless reality
of the night, watching thy threshold of
memories beyond time
oh! mid-shadow of the blooming night,
come as you may go, and capture myself, of
where nobody knows the future I’ve wait, will
come to live my heart forever and let not my
desired life lies in the bed I stay
whisper my dear dream for the night hold
me to flee the peeping eyes I want to say; that
the nightfall darkness always sees the splendid
sky, I am awake
open my dear little eyes and dream the
dreaming Journey to a dream of a passing
goodbye …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Take care of me Lord, i'm yours.......
Leave my soul down to the very beginning, where
I sprouted, whim what all I receive and let no one will
dump in my breath; I’m in a halo of every mercy
of your angel, the Alpha of my life
Stream go while as you stay, receive all the flow
of every dream, lighted all that melt for in your shadow
will come to an end, reflected in the every glow,
you’re the never ending stay; I waited you for so long,
the humble life, where you belong, by weightless soul
soon to go in the clouds I placidly return
Wait endlessly the paint I barrow, the brush I usually
do, brings my sorrow to the joy I dream to make
you happy, just a little moment or an hour the wheel
of the day color my work as I always wake; the step I
walk as you’ll be with me in the motionless body I lay
Sleep my darling soul, in a Big hand you sleep for a
moment of memories; all is a clay in the dust blown out
to a land where everybody, don’t understand, sudden
your hope and dried up your tears, all brings you to
believe the truth of what is in your hand
Slowly, so quickly everyone had to taste the working
Big hand, beneath our lining of lines, the existence of
The One beyond this time……. I trust in you Lord
“As every line dot in every ink, my Heart lifted high to
Ms. Merciditas C. Dampayla “ I dedicate this poem
poem by Antonio Liao
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Oh! Blooming Star your Sweet Goodbye
cried full the emptiness of the heart, and feel
the reckoning soul of loneliness; the rainbow leaves
nothing, but a promise of pain in the rain ….
hold my tears as you go beyond of what, not
even death knows the secret of faith, take all our meek
and sobering heart, to what is life whose fullness
of a picking joy, assurance that you are there; waiting
until, the shadow of fadedness of life care every dream
of grandiose symphony of happiness, it is yelled echo of the
waiting angels to your permanent home, for the Lord thy
God bless and Love’s you forever ….
sings your tears in our check, for we will always
remember your moment of your stay, leave us the love that
eternity will always be the lasting hope of our dream, nay!
the birds will fly without the wind, they breathe with us, as
they go ….
walk Dear friend, the road is ready for you to go
and the blooming flower catches the meadow of lovely
Angels; letting you to see the immortal life of eternity and the
a sweet goodbye will always live in our lives...thank you
and thank you...may the wonderful God hold you in
His loving heart...Forever and Ever...Amen....
' a poem dedicated to the late Merciditas C. Dampayla'
poem by Antonio Liao
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In a billion eyes.....
as we painted the sky with a billion eyes that makes
us see the most beautiful lady of the universe; the
world is waking up from a deep slumber of a half
asleep
dressed in gown with an ascent of their swim suite,
as the billion eyes blink the beginning until the end
the breathless moment becomes the brightest star
of the sky, ready to set the crown of a little God
with of a beautiful melodic cinematic voice of sweet
smiling face of hello
dressed in flowing red grown, seems like floating in
the hyacinth of droplets moist in the vintage of
illusion hug in a dream of well wisher of honored
judges, the night lifted the hour of memory to believe
the majestic immortality of the Goddess of beauty,
where the envy of Zeus lives to eternity
oh! women of today, lift my soul to the end of my
admiration, letting my lurking of kindling my lasting
harmony of the smoothing touch of your star, be the
fog of the morning dew, may the star hurdle the comet
of the past and lead the most precious gem, for you to
offer
now the jewels, glitter in the midst of the wondering
night of the sky, let the shinning proverbial crystal
halos the inspiration of living the world of peace and
harmony with life, nay our heart makes thy soul leaves
in vain, for the endless wonder of beauty hammock
the deepest sleep we adore
the pageant is not yet over, the lasting memory
rejuvenate our desire of dream, as we live in this
wonderful world of love.......
' a heart that's full of adoration to a crown
Miss Universe Stephanie Fernandez be the sole of each
soul of every venture, be the star of this century to
come........this dedication is offer '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Love Never Ends
i stood still in the ground that never dies,
in the windshield of the covenant we use to pass by
where our offspring of happiness witness as it goes
on, in the wilderness of joy we say a beautiful goodbye
our feeling we used to know the shadow, of tears that
never fail, waken me on how to play, for my age is telling
and fooling us to hide our very own lust, an experienced
of the past, a remembrance of the good old day that has
gone to last
look at me now, standing before you, figthing the feeling
of ecstasy, where fool never say, a surrender that each one
of us will always tell, here we come and here we go, nay
a countless moment that we come to surrender what makes
us one in the covenant we stand
forward little soldier, stand up ask i command, retreat as you
wish, but never say i stay, your not hard, nor you're still strong,
yet don't resist, for regret is always in the knee, knowing that
you'd cry, only afraid that you can't fly
a moment of steadfastness, the feeling is still there, waiting to be
strong though in a time it takes to long, and only in your heart that
moves on, the feeling that made me clear that you are with me
in a dream that never ends.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Whisper me your Tears
as reason doubted the emotion that fall as the teary eye
dropp to the ground, sprouted like balloons in the sky i pray,
rain to fall underneath the pinky check of a weary face i taste
as the petal blew by the wind, floats and pull down into
the humid soil; the early birds sing for the hungry worm dash
to feed the it’s young, a swiping day for a living
as the basket wrapped empty, decorated, color with
beautiful flowers and leads to a parade so, as everybody will
see, is like a lady with all the regalia's, sliding and smiling
with no single words reflected in her lips twinkle in her weary
eye
as pocket that is full, yet! nothing can't buy and all want to
say is a very sweet adeu, what then is the price the jewels in
your neck, when everything in your arm, loose and close your
face of all what is desire and end as it expires
the whisper in your dream, passing every scene, waits to
hold until you gain, for tomorrow would never be the same as
today will only come in a much unexpected moment of what
will be the nature brings
tell me don't cry, my heart is listening and my day with you
will always fall as the memories remember in my eye that call
in your weary tears that touch and my burden disappear for i
have lifted you in my loving arm my dear
whisper me always and i will wipe up your tears, leave me
nothing to capture your emotion to thy passion of holding your
drops of tears in my check........... trust me
poem by Antonio Liao
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One Mirror Too Many
From the moment you see
The moment you breath
The moment I touch you
From the moment you crawl
The moment you fall
The instant I loved you again
From the moment of darkness
The moment of light
The second I kissed you
From the moment I enter
The moment I leave
In this moment of rapture
Chorus
One mirror to many gonna tie you up
A life forever empty has got to be tough
To many starless night gonna leave you blind
Can never make it right
From the moment you stumble
The moment you run
In your presence I crumble
From the moment it happens
The moment you know
Theres no life without you
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Together We Will Dream Again
you’re leaving in the land where you've seen the first
light and as you're living in the land which full of
abundance, whisper me dear the failure of your success,
that sublime of my promise of the past, waiting the
glittering darkness to shine in my sight
the day when the star believe the beginning of the night
is the day where, the light comes in its amazing grace
of glooming sky, as it wondered in the sea; wishing to
obey the harboring morning in the sun of the horizon line
beneath the ocean wave of time
rise and stand, dear heart and sings that song, of never
had ever sang, the hand still stand, in every minute of
every strand, waving like a tiny finger catches little drops
of moist in the golden moon, fuming to wait in the
humming wind in the night with fun
hurdle that bits and pieces, loose your grip, the mind can't
understand what the heart resist, the bottom tap is to
sweet like butterfly wish to seat, in the bottom tap, lies a
sipping tips of needle, where everybody always find the
day to find as easy to lie
close your heart and open your soul, a dried up tears in
you’re wonderful sight, will blind your beautiful eye, be
wary of the rain that touches your hair, and suck the
countless cooled day, a wagon await your stay like fancy
in your neck ready to slay, your beautiful morning is out of
your mercy
today is to believe that yesteryears apart is a dream to
fulfill and a moment of the past, welcome to see today as
the beginning of every yesterdays return.........
poem by Antonio Liao
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In passing
I pass by your house today,
And in passing I saw your shadow appear,
Then turn as if to stay, and half disappear,
Retreat slowly away.
As if in haste you had to go,
And may seek to find another illusive time,
Opportunity to come again into my mind,
If passing the same way tomorrow.
You leave the vestment of your shadow,
To perfumed the air,
And if the thoughts I have of you should go,
And wearily disappear.
I will remember when I grieve,
That you were distinctly here,
Passing amidst the realm I leave,
To turn in silence and upon your beauty stare.
To think about the shadow I have seen,
And all the sleepless hours through the night,
Your shadow reflect the moonlight,
Of the vision that should have been in my dream.
I will arise and come to you softly again,
Passing by your house in the patient breeze,
And in darkness, I shall have some peace,
When I see you as you were in my dream.
poem by Gerry Legister
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