After the Storm.....
oh! my sweet and wonderful dream allow
my childhood wish to come true and cleanse
the teary tore the thorn of the witlessly echo
of my unstoppable wisdom to end naturally
sublime the flowering Daffodils storm,
the oasis of the golden beauty of laurels of
my determine head, flourish in thy most
splendid glow of my destiny and return the
silent night of my soul
forever seen my hope and want the need,
the afterglow of the past witness the bright
light of glance; after the stormy clouds and
hold the rain to flow in the river and stream
where i say to you, release my wonder of
awesome memory
come dear flower of mighty hope blend
the blessed sunny day and breeze; make the
day complete; as the nostril hammock the
breathing soul flourish splendidly to the
horizon of pathways made of you
light always my dreaming night to see
you again.....perfected through out my day,
thank you......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Promise of a Dream
the sky is so bright and the light is so deeply in touch
with the halos of the moon and the meadow seems
waiting for the firefly to light in the deeming dark of
the night
come to me my dream, extend the wisdom of your
memory, gallops my waiting of the sun; down my wish
of remembering the golden jade of the ageless passion
of knowing the coming day, there i see the beginning
of my stay for today
as i turn the timeless night to come for another wish
please take my arm and bring to the flawless stream of
dream, of where my heart belongs; my childhood
kiss, the unending search of what comes in the future
of today, as i clings my immortal soul will you dear,
and hold my eternal dream, the dying wish may not
endlessly gone with the wind
lock and luck comes in my bedside and a have dine
with me in the table of tomorrow, thou shall stay with
me in the paradise of my wish; rainbow all my night
with a zeal of that beautiful journey, now as you come
true to my sweet memory of the night, dear wish, i
come to be free
oh! wait and come as i return to the golden age of
where i wish, start and begin endlessly my search your
the one I adore ……
poem by Antonio Liao
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Window of the World
oh! dear heart, listen to the whisper of the angels,
as they’re calling the infinite shadow of
creation; leading to the horizon of golden path
of a new beginning of peace
oh! beautiful morning of the dawning gladness
of awakening heart, blow the wonderful tiding of a
joyous moment of the universe; return the glory
of the past and hold on the beginning of the
blooming smell of the fragrance of the everlasting
Daffodils in bosom soul, the siege has come to
touch the glory of each lasting sweet tomorrow, the
calmness of soul that stay of what is today
oh! whisper my coldness, the coolant of each
dream of remembering chores of a lasting journey
and my dear heart rejoice in the paradise I hope
gladly flourish and grow, until flesh dust to the grave
relief; come and lead the sided belief of my pleasant
eyes, where a pleasant passion of great desire of
creator laid its precious hand, of seldom my faith has
command
oh! great being I always pray, thank you for the
world of thy wisdom had come to show your powerful
hand, as wondrous deeds draws a valuable return of
what the best man can offer in your kingdom to come
oh! master piece of our soul, settle in this wonderful
and passionate world you’ve made, touch every ways
and lead it free for thy heart will obey, till the willing
heart will come for Thee …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Riding Sun
oh little star in the sky, the eye touches your
light, deem and looming so bright that even the
wind can dry those sweat embrace fooled by the
river grows in the teary stream of the ocean floor
steer down those brand new friendly sky, the
watchful soul ride on the golden stroll of
fashionable surprise of love hidden in the shadow
of that clouds, as it wonder the whole memory of
time reveal the pleasure of the Riding Sun in the
horizon
spell out the unspoken whisper of the heart,
for the fixer of our dream glimpse every peeping
pages of time nay the molded nest of poetry
resonant the gesture of the meaning of appeal of
each life possess
come love and blow the curtain of hope, the resting
soul ride the gallops of the wind, unto the great
arrow of the palm, patiently reside and as I lift up
my heart into the delight of sleep the vessel of joy
blissfully hammock our happiness with esteem
save and stand with the sun the seat is set to fly
the sky …..
“a poem of spell, read and your wish will come True”
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Odds
surrender needs
not the hope, mixed down
with light,
as darkness echo
the clock of nowhere to open
the eyes and no one found
the silent of the night
whisper the tail
of the dream
savor the stream
in a willfully posture
where the future
return the vision of the past,
for no one knows
the end of every beginning
of the hour surpass, nay want
to stop the start of the transient
soul of the
living
fuel on
the focus and wonder
always the end
of sweet return in a new dawn
deeper fond
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The Wind Breaker
have the sun rise from the edge of the sea, the
horizon that blew the parallel of heaven and the
earth vision the bridge of hope and tomorrow
always come in thy mighty spark of success
where for every glow of stream light comes
from the heavenly bodies and point us to hold
that each faith hold bravely amidst this fume of fire;
until the coming day will come to stay and leave
our temptation so strong to resist the heavenly
haven below
light every flow of faded hope for the dawning
sun rises to our dear prayer, and preciously hold the
stone unturned before the turmoil of bitterness be
loved in every waited dream each lives possess
now glorify my strength, and never turn back
the lasting gems in your heart for the field is empty
and the laborer are few, listen of the echo of thy
soul, the witnesses of your faith comes in thy silent
blood in the Holy Eucharist
say nothing of the promise and live the beginning
of amen in your destined tongue of words, a great
and a grandume of Amen will always win
humble your self and sin no more ……
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
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Forging with ink of Hope and Faith
the last things fish feel thirst; lay down the dry
grown in the middle of breathless gills, showing the
endless mercy of dying, whistle in the air as it
suffocate
the breezing fresh gallop the nostril of nudeness
of a living soul, waiting the smoothness of flow of a
waiting catching soul to survive, the lasting
remembrance of a wondering immortal being exist
the shore catches the wave, as the pebble, wrestling
the turmoil of water in the heavenly pure of struggle,
nay the living floating weeds capture the mingling
drift in the tiny bubble in the deep blue sea
last the passing scene of the memory of the past, all
comes in a freezing sky to stay as it says a golden bye
of what is a blooming flower in the stream of river
gone into the sea of wonderful sky
wait as it flew the dust has mock of faith in the
rainbow of hope that the day leaves as you return and
forward of what ever ink in the memory of your life,
for what ever plan lives in the wish of days in the sun
walk and gone, the vision is to stay always in the
journey with fun, just believe and never fade the faith
and hope that all wait for you to make you, as always
be apart with the great plan
know the air that breathe and learn that someday you
will be back in the touching hand with Faith that
only you is the One to make your birth goal be true
go and leave no trace, the footprints will find you there
to stay with God; in the sea shore of Hope all has to
leave and return..... with Faith
poem by Antonio Liao
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Blue Jade Heaven
now the arrow pointed to the northern star, as the sun
watch along with the clouds in the sky, comes the
eyes of the moon, waiting the beginning of the glows
of rays, splendidly ride in the Dragon of every
sprouted blooms of the Cherry trees
be the way of lovely Daffodils, floats in the early moist
of cool fog, as it lingers your day with the wisdom of
the beautiful Lilies in the wild and capture the freezing,
silent of the night, oh! the humid of the breeze gallops
my dearest heart to wake up in the middle of my
sweeten sleep
why should i close my eyes when i feel the trembling
lips of waiting; open it again for you to come again in
my motionless feeling of love, take my tongue and be
the moment of wish of my mortal kiss
forward those looks and take the precious jewels of
journey of today, the golden fog, crystallized each drops
of dew, like color of your dream in the harmony of time
with me, decent those tears and traverse the rail on the
path of success with you, the high noon never dropp to
low
ring the Bell now and watch the river flow as the birds
bring the smooth perfume of dream in your midst of the
day, the light have come to witness that throne; and vow
to serve you forever dear, in the no where to find, yet!
only in my arm, i love you
it is not a blind goodbye that my heart depart, for
yesterday is forever lost, a history to pass bye and
tomorrow is just a mystery to believe in and today is the
gift of loving you forever; my dear blue jade of heaven,
my darling forever I will wait for you
you're the presence of mine..........
“this poem is dedicated to all widows and widowers “
……….someday you will find a new sweet beginning of
Memory to live ………
poem by Antonio Liao
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Gentle Soul
lying gently in the phantom of opera,
hammock the gentle sleep of forever
goodbye.... glad remembering
tears depart form the agonizing eye
view the sky of towering halos of
joy; angelic white robes bringing voice
of alluring sweet sleep.....embrace
hello dear soul, the silent of the lamb
says no more and the distance flight
sober the sky for the mild surrender,
hold the breathless echo of the soul
saying....the last return
cooled and happy viewed the sparkling
mid-night sky, rejuvenate the graving
stone crystal white of wonder.....silent
lost the pilgrim
harmony of the orchestra puzzle my
way, nay! hold me to stay... for the
echo swift me home, I will be home...
dear.....
'a poem dedicated to Michael Burdell'
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Hope Has Flowers
The maple tree is growing
You are a true dream
You light my soul
Today is bright and real
Parts are working
Attitude is flow
Love is everything
Fresh air
Rain
Moonlight
Clouds and sublime sun
Way inside joy is a real fountain
The simple things shine
Hope has flowers
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Make It Like A Memory
Didnt I like to hold you in my hand
I was doing you no harm
I made you understand
All my life Ive been that way
It happened long ago
Didnt I pray to love you through the night
I was dreaming wide awake
The early morning light shine on me
A sorry state
My heart has told me so
And the storm clouds gather overhead
No shelter we can share
Lie down in my flower bed
I got no control
I would sell my soul
To be there
So forever do or die
We just belong
Kiss hello , no wave goodbye
And the heat is stronger
For the moment when we touch
No wind can hold me
Come from loving you too much
And the nights are longer
Make it like a memory
Make it like a dream unreal
Make it like we never met
But I cant forget
Its how I feel
Make it like a memory
Take away the sound and the sight
Therell never be another love
With the power of , you and i
Maybe Im wrong to hold you in my hand
I believed you when you lied
I tried to understand
All my life , Ive been that way
It happened long ago
Make it like a memory
Make it like a dream unreal
Make it like we never ever met
But I cant forget
Its how I feel
Make it like a memory
Take away the sound and the sight
Therell never be another love
With the power of , you and i
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Driff me off
yield with full of awesome memory,
languish in the option of time, of where I
settle my complete hope of surrender to
the wave of the sky, I command to lie
down my hand
put off the flower that floats and come
to the magic of the stream, the waiting is
gone as the captive dream cease no one
in the sun
pour out all the water spells, the drifted
echo, lives in the air, listen my blooming
dear your escape is only in dream, for
your sweet touch may be gone; as the
water goes through the stream and the
wind may come the same, the pain may
always live to win
go crystal water, as the drifted sky comes
to end and let the passing tears leaves in
the air.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Lingers
The rain is gone,
It's pitter patter silent,
It's accompaniment of thunder quiet,
It's ensemble of lightning dark,
but the smell still lingers.
The soft breeze carries the scent,
A cool night with damp grass,
The animals hide in dry brush,
The people tucked away at home,
The air thick with the weight of silence,
The thunder once so loud and startling,
Now distant and still moving further,
The lightening once so bright and threatening,
Now a distant glow that illuminates the horizon,
The storm has passed.
And like the rain,
you are gone for now,
Too far from my grasp,
For now my arms are empty,
But your smell still lingers.
The breeze from the open window carries your scent,
A cool night with warm sheets,
The restless hearts calmed,
The racing thoughts slowed,
The air thick with new memories and feelings.
The sounds once so crisp and real,
Now the silent rise and fall of chests,
The light in our eyes once so bright and alluring,
Now hidden behind closed lids,
The storm has passed.
The rain now as calm as our dreams,
And the storm as silent as our breathing,
Until once again the lightning will strike,
And our eyes light up again,
But for now, the smell still lingers.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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A blooming flower without Petal
all come to whisper the perfume of sweet
fume dried like dune in the wind of the sun,
where all the raindropp falls into the ground of
waited wasted land; pasteurized in the moist
of sweeten halos of welcome
dried in the wind and capture the dew of the
morning midst; a no where to run but shadow
of the solid ground of strength, the wall behind
the lovely Daffodils in the oasis of truth; and
as it find the flavor of hope
scent the soft melody of the past and ring all
the bells that welcome the day of your forever
with me, the leaves kiss no more in the garden
of yesterday a honey comb of my stay; beats all
that step in the knocking door of where i will
always be true to what you say, thank you
find my dear heart, the flowers begins to bloom,
and the petal, never be gone in your memory it
will be done, let me wait until, my last touch in
your dried hand, and i will be lost forever in your
wishing dream
hold me not in your dreamy heart, bloom the
golden petal in the meadow of everlasting heart in
your wonderful hand, the palm of where i always
remember your memory, oh! my dream, as i stay
with you dear
i leave no regret and find my trouble heart no
more, for my hand is to cool to hold your stay....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Flick my touching Aroma...
flickering crickets move the green grass to subdue
the tearing worm of fertility; as the soil rejoice the
honeycomb of dew in the morning sunshine wake,
the ending prize of growing prose
show me the path, the hidden shadow of where I
lay my dear booming start of my journeys forever
and go, to find the looks that I will be taken my break,
until the flicking magic of wondrous moment will
just end in wimp of a traveling speed will stay in
the midst of the sleeping break of joy
oh! what wonder makes the best in your eyes that,
the creeping sound of the night, awake the worming
nuggets of wisdom calls the light of a turning hope,
to open of what means to be true and genuine in your
heart, dear someone in my soul
nurture my weakness and paddle my arm for the
sweating fluids hold the key to know the beautiful of
tomorrows of who am I, in your dreamy wake of
every sweeten fog of an early morning soul, bring me
that day, to murmur the stream of each river that freely
goes to the sea of vanity
come and lead every brook the turmoil of river and
turn no more regrets of the night that come the golden
day of today, for the night welcome the arousing
calmness of the sun glow; a whispering hello to stay,
for a little cup of mug in your aroma of smell patiently
stem in just a flick of touching boom, urged my being
to stay
pass it on; it's your time.....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Descendants of the Yelu Clan
mountain rages echo the name, capture
every river and forest; as the stream calls
every Leaves of the tree the sounding name
of Yelu kinship
now the heaven open the sky, and the
gate of life; shower every high of crib for
a new horizon bless the meadow of the
brave and lasting strength of the clan spirit
move to the East
a rise dear blood, the hour has reveals the
turning point of hope to scent the honor of
the throne, smell the blooming flower of the
Chinese flourishing mighty power, that
window the beginning glows of the day of
reckoning light of freedom
the conqueror has fly the sky and the clouds
whisper to the wind; for the people’s courage
has turn back to get the precious stone
sore high dear dream and let the shooting
star hold the breath, and birth the sweet
reality of the eyes…….
poem by Antonio Liao
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Night Whisperer
O Night comes again,
When the golden light leaving the sky
Follow the sun, to the west hills it flies
Flying birds now return, reach home again
Slowly the shadow comes, kiss over the land
Shades of night
Blanket all in the dark
So your eyes, closed for light
Don't give up or tired by today's fears
By my palm touch you softly with prayers
Leave your worry to sleep well, goodnight, dear
O Night comes again,
Warrior of nights present with delightful smiles
Radiant spherical resonance glows you from miles
Lunar whispers in lullaby, trade your sad with happiness
Protect you from dark, shield in armor, made of light
Goodnight, sleep tight, no danger dares to you tonight
This supreme night
Pillow your mind with bubble dreams
Go high and absorb the moonlight beam
To lullaby you with a sweet dream story
Before come tomorrow rise with sun glory
And run and forget yesterday for new history
O Night comes again
Sparkling in the air, like fairies dancing in the sky
Scattering stars exist at night and gone in daylight
Their shadows in your eyes, blanket you warm in bravery
Remind you 'In the dark, a faint light bolder as brightest spark'
'Find bright in destiny, night help you search for purely'
Be brave always may tonight you gain spirit, and be free
Dont sad if today breaks your heart
Release your mind, calm soul to back home
Next day will be another day, a new start
Wonderful life will come and past just gone
Ease your worry, come sleep, close your eyes
Just dream sweet, sleep well and goodnight
So happy to see you smile,
Could be today life you enjoy so much
Still a lot surprises to discover tomorrow
But now Sleep well smile bright and goodnight
Tuck in patient, waiting for new day
Shades of night
Blanket all in the dark
When the sun falling down
Nothing to lose in dark
But to find strength without light
From east sun reborn, the end of night
And run again for new life, make true your dream
Flying with the birds from nest and discover the day rest
Whispers will no end, my wish will reach you wherever you are
Because the night in every second, to remind the night walker
Where moon just come and comfort you anytime you want
For day will come,
Till the light bring golden ray in warm
Let moonlight embrace you in night arm
Be with you, keep warm on your side
Before tomorrow good night, sleep sweet tonight
Sleep dear, dream high and smile as moon give to borrow
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Even day lose it bright sun, but not mean dark with moon is to cry,
so dropp your sorrow, leave your worry because, in dark
there's a hint to rise again, to rest from all pains, to see another side
of spirit that we neglected in daylight...this come with melody of lullaby
..if we lose in dark, keep believe there's a best way to give us the best
things about life...it's a breakthrough method to find success as sometimes
we never meet a big success before we meet big failure/ dark..
Bring it positive, , , and like in our day, night also will go and sun will rise again
so the new day comes for new start...to make dream to be true
where past nightmare it just nothing to scare..
So take care, Goodnight and sleep tight wherever you are
because every second, there's a place meet dark...be bright!
_Unwritten Soul
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The touching Night
lay
in bed listening
the whisper of the night
telling the breezing
wind that touches
my skin to hide my teary
eyes to sleep
oh!
bright sky,
feel my dawning sadness
of perfume of
gladness, the wore heart comes
to fall beneath the cliff of
waiting calmness on the floor
of my pebble angered
of the past
come
to myself and wonder
each hand
the glance of the beautiful and wonderful
world of hope,
as you rejoice my loving moment
of staying in your cool night
of beauty and ecstasy, where my heart
will always stay forever
in a dream
I
have nothing than to
lay down today.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Between the Now and Then
Upon horizon, night to day ~
there between the now and then,
I often pause along the way,
to tiptoe through the moonlit glen ~
or perhaps take in sun's light,
night to day ~ day to night.
Upon horizon, day to day ~
there between the then and now,
as seasons grow along the way,
to crease the face of timely brow ~
or perhaps steal time away,
day to day ~ day to day.
Upon horizon, day to night ~
there between the now and then,
I stand beneath my autumn light,
bereft as memory calls again ~
to pain the heart with bygone sight,
Night to day ~ day to night.
Upon horizon, night to night ~
there between the then and now,
I know that winter casts its sight,
on one last leaf that will not bow ~
to frost within its golden sight,
night to night ~ night to night.
Upon horizon, night to day ~
there between the now and then,
I know my spring will fade away,
and summer's soft remember when
will echo gently autumn's way ~
day to night ~ night to day....
Winter's near ~ Winter's near......
poem by Hazelmarie Elliott
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A vision to cloth the Sky
the swing of the flocking birds, signal the
morning is coming, the wind surfing over the head
trees and the laughing joy of ducks, whistle the
unending beginning of a morning sky of happiness
rushing the stupid of a dream to a raining
clouds, has stop waiting the lightning to spark for
light to explode the vision of a great day to come in
the rainbow of victory, aim to bring the night to a new
day to come
like a laudable joke comes no audience to
laugh but a regret to jump and cry for something for
another play life has nothing but for a chance to play
again the melody of a sweet return; the show is not over,
it’s still on the stage, just play your role and welcome to
the great show
let the milk lips in our mind the head stand firm
and wait the unending servant hood never fades, goes
where it may go and live according to the heart that call
to a place dream off, as destiny live in your soul
triumphantly share the perfume of your heart
and lay every soul ponder, the joy of your presence, all
will come in many victorious aroma, your dream has
conquer our lasting memory of your desire; the goodness
lives in your life rekindle in every moment we remember
your return my dear Lady President
splendid Sarah Pelin, be a part of our joy…..we will wait
of your return……….a splendid victory rejoice!
poem by Antonio Liao
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