Boundless Love
trans on the anchor ship
beyond any expectation and always tag the captain
the wisdom with all the doubt of failure,
nemesis the usher thought of fighting victory
for even death tells the memory
to ponder the endless clings of its perfect desire
glamorously stand above all favor, ban of
unity that breaks away every disturbance and tenderly
fuse honest mistake, denude the
confusion of step as the goggle forward every
ladder to seek the capture time of capsulated world
of certainty
wait the pollen season of winter fog, glide the
cooling froze, nay come closer to the wonderful cloth of
summer, the daylight sight the chill wind
flashing every dunes of rings reside
hail on and welcome the bearer, beautifully landscape
and forever design to capture the heart, patiently
sewed for the waited groom and the bride as they suite
the golden rings to live in the kingdom of sweet
promise of eternal love till eternity brings...
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Give me a Square Circle
the motionless brain puzzle the cyber optic nerve
of the impossible, to transmit and connect; the
fundamental circuit of operation, a numb of the
entire system, futile and zero level of intellectual
capacity
life denude, the whole promise, the aroma of first
kiss at the wedding day, the witnessing journey of
the flowering Lotus perfume and the beginning step
to reach the waited dream of the future, the lasting
ending to mesmerize in the golden moment of
ages to come
timeless night, the snoring sleep tangle the
memory of your dream patiently I am awake for
what love may always come, in the listening ear of the
daylight of the knot enjoyed
the “yes” becomes the “no”, as the I do take the
I will, installing the lasting honest mistake of that
hope, for never has come to my senses; the blind
that perhaps couldn’t see, the wedding gown that
fade not to last but, a whitening glow of
tomorrow’s apart is the strength of the footprints
walk
marry the unknown and certainly will come,
hope that endlessly wait to show, for all is just a
word to live and forever you’ll remember the day
has gone, life comes unexpectedly for love never
dies in the fadedness of that promise, and accept always
that a Square Circle exist only in your mind and
heart
oh! my sweet promise, whole I live in thy precious
heart, put me not in your sweet surrender of the
Mind.....
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The Road may wind.....
let the journey begin and the will finds
the righteous direction of wind propels the
future of thy soul, into the morning sky of
today
be the breezing wind gently flown to
the waiting dunes and back hurriedly to
the sweet home of wonderful beginning; a
riding wave of every fish of hook
show the prosperous journey, the clock
seems echo its waiting moment of time,
where the muddy road wishing to hold;
the suspended sky in your weary eyes, as
it say let me hold you in my tears
puzzled and troubled sweat laugh in the
trembling suite of your wonderful heart,
know not me; cause the pain but a laughter
hold me to gain your great victory in every
hand and dream we hold on
make me, believe that the sharp edge of
time leaves with me, until the bottom of the
sand of the sea capture the wisdom of being
free
i am lifting to stand by your blessed hand,
let me live for another day to stay.........
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Excelsior
If one should strive to reach a star,
He would not build a ladder high,
Seek foot by foot to climb so far,
And step by step ascend the sky;
But he would seek the wild bird’s wings,
The secret of the lightning’s play,
Leap out upon the night’s blue rings,
And hail at dawn his wished-for day.
I will not vainly seek to thee
By ladder-steps of wealth or fame,
Till some few feet below me be
The world, thy distance still the same.
But I will seek that influence
By which all nature’s marvels move,
Till I, by flash or flight from hence,
Win to thee as on wings of Love.
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Two Stones
a promise of unbroken chain wait to spark for an
end, the fears tremble in thy two hearts of stone, the
waited is staying, crying soul hunger to slash, till the
breathe conquers no return in the lifeless bodies
brings
sweat fall to the ground, of no want to brings it back
to the head that fall, shame brighten and frighten the
glow of every eyes, dumb to speak only a words of
hurtful goodbye, pale reach out the sky and the lips
cried so loud where nobody looks to be
a scene of pendulum swings up to the sky and fall
down into the deepest sea of nowhere to found, the
returning day is over and nay! my sweet darling
drown to see forever they flew way
as i close the sweet memory and call that day to
come back, suite my cloths, ready to accept you; if
ever your heart promise to stay in my faded glory
mark, i will still love you again
limit brings no end, the destiny is yet! to walk and
the path seems no one knows the end of the dark,
waits no light to come, for the waiting is over and the
glow started to feel the wondering puzzle hearts
live me to the highest full and let me show you that,
even in the sky i will wait you forever, till then i die,
my love, my memory, and my wonder of life.......
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Capture a Moment
To most people it may seem as if I’m standing still,
but I’m not, for I am just catching a moment.
Time may be endless, but life is not. So each moment
I live I try to capture it. Even if it is just a cold breeze pasting across my
face, or a smile from stranger. I hold it there for a moment in capture it
in the camera that’s my heart. For tomorrow is not promise so I live for today, and in this day I’ll be sure to capture a moment
Eloquent Quill
wish the time may change the twine of thane,
oh! wonderful star; the shooting star, please
wait, i want to see you through, touching the
ground and shout
come little voice, the quite moment sings the
Berry tree, as it blew the Cherry blossom leaves
in the midst sky of beautiful morning of Fuji, oh!
please make me strong as the Balboa tree of
Africa, waiting the coming dried season of each
year for you to see, my strong leaves
ink the beautiful feather of quill in your everlasting
heart forever my eloquent mind of today, lay all the
truth the essence of this wonderful memory of
history, alas! it comes again, for this hour leave
something that lead us to remember the passing
horizon of what is yesterday's a far
my words may come again like precious jewels
touching the hair in the forehead of each heart and
it will never be returned to the ground, nay last for
a lifetime to hold in your shinning hands, for it all
will just lost and leave in the foresight of every
man's eyes and capture each soul to nemesis the
spirit of the returns
say the words and it will past, and as you capture
the presence, the beautiful essence of you lives in
your lasting memory of today, live the eloquent
heart and the incense of quill perfume your destiny
i stand my future, spirit of the quill.........
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My sweet surrender.....
like falling tears blew by the wind, seeds come to
create perfume of smell in the wonderful and beautiful
flower the eyes can capture
like the radiant arrow that hit the target of illusion of
dream, and as time swing the motion of the wind, the
ground kiss no more than to leave forever
make me the best of what you wish and create
the smooth super highway of lasting twist of what is
pleasing in your sight
water my emptiness and let the birds and butterfly
touch my sweet honey taste for the bees; wish to come
anytime of the day
now the nest patiently waited to hatch the eggs and
the rain is coming out to pour its fog, come my sweet
surrender of ripen juice of pure love and be with me
oh! apple of the eye, you may go and gone, but
remember that where ever i live my life; you twin my
Destiny.......
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Paint my Heart
dare
me not to shout
that I love you and gently hold
my tears in every
face of the air that fall to the
sacred ground
I live
a piece
of tender touch would, hurdle
the design of loneliness
I waited for
an ageless moment of passion;
looking to mint your
lovely face in
my dream
oh! mine, capture
my wisdom and settle
in the heart
that speak of happiness that
long to see and find
the rapture of where
I fall
endless
desire have loaded your songs
in my tears, even time
waits no more in your
existence …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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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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The flower that rainbow my life
dress in most graceful delightful mode, forward
in the altar, smile that capture my whole self, so true
and real, sweet as the melon in the dried land, thirst i
recount in my lips pour of moist. and i thank God
reveal the truth that in the night will always be
remembered, in the star i hang the lasting fading
touch my moment last forever, till the first child born
in the passing pain, laughter’s echo in the baptismal
pond, witness as the timeless age come to an end
now, growth touches our heart, where future await
the success and worship that last will win, wishing
every victory the prize of a big smile, leaving with no
pain though sweet and bitter gone in the courage to
stand
oh! what a mystery had always remind the heat in the
sun and catches every rain to cool the watery land,
forward little rain the rainbow you always have fun,
capture each beginning the gate of the arrow of the bow
will just come
wait and go, all is what makes you a better young man,
leaving the past with the a grandeurs of self emulation
you’re the man.................
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Sword of the Spirit
find always the way to fuse the time in the
memory of what is genuine, neither the season
of the beginning dew welcome the horizon
of the infinite reality of being
let the flower bloom in what is the given
memory of each birth, all have just come the
wonderful day of what is today, see the hold
on movement of what the wonderful stream
the river full
gallops the sky, for the rain waited to long, the
weathering flower has fall into the ground and
rejuvenate the meaning of life, stay where the
olden passion of the heart, for what meant to
be with you tell forever, looks forward the
ending of what thirst in a given time
ending have nothing to say the beginning of
every fog in early morning ……
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The General has Fallen
star hope to see the heaven in the night,
though nothing seems to see the light
but the firefly guided my way to find
an easy day the garrison of being free
hail on the flag floating, like canoe in the
stream fighting the turmoil of distance rock
finding the easy trap, and the falling craft,
faded in the cloth of tag
I have something that stands my valor,
just like a newly hire machine, the bullet sway my
vest, and as I stand alone, the
coated helmet faded the glory of the star, and
then suddenly stumble my heart and lifted
my soul to the ground
surrender comes and goes, but never have I
died to fight the prize that I fail, those days has
fail to looks for that purple star I waited
for too long, yet my pride capture the greatest
quest, until the moment has to
lend my hand in the trigger of the gun,
then the smoke begun to glow in the sky
farewell my dear good soldier, I come
and leave in this portal of my golden star,
letting blow my honor for my country and men
that I never dismay rather
serve till eternity brings...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Looking Forward To Tomorrow
Many things that demand our concern will shortly my friend be gone,
While in the fire they shall burn our life in Eternity shall go on.
The things upon this earth are fleeting, along with our earthly life,
And in the clouds at our meeting, Christ will end our earthly strife.
For the many things in this world are indeed very temporal my friend,
And in the message that we herald, we look eagerly towards the end.
We look beyond the present time and this world that we now live in,
For by God’s own design, the end is when our new life shall begin.
We live in hope this present day as we look forward towards tomorrow,
For this present world in many ways brings upon us all many sorrows.
And after the earth is purged of sin, by The Lord’s cleansing fire,
Then a new world will begin where righteousness will be man’s desire.
But for now we press forward longing for that Eternal City up above,
And by the hand of The Lord, we are guided by His Grace and Love.
Being only our temporal place the things on earth will one day cease,
So as we seek His loving face God fills our heart with Eternal Peace.
For The Grace of God has appeared to teach us how to live each day,
With a heart of reverent fear, as we live in this present wicked age.
As we wait for our Blessed Lord who redeemed every single one of us,
We can all rest assured that He will deliver us from this wickedness.
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Dunes
oh! man. remember the day when you are born, the sky that
twinkle in your eyes, as the sea breeze, in the dunes of sand,
tranquil, in the luminous pavement of water beneath your
mother's tear
you have chatter the fears of death, of which the stings of pain,
labour in the weary sweat of your father hand has come to sprout
like orchards green of graves in the blue sky in your mother
dream
a dunes, that whisper the cool olive oil in the green leaves of
summer in the meadow of oasis of desert from the storm in the,
night of the skies, waiting to capture the smiling faces of your
loved father and mother cribs
like a cheddar, full of tasted cream of cheese, in every tongue,
awaits to capture the aroma of judgment in our hearts, so
especial, that every wind calls our spirit to mingle every direction
it brings
each pieces of sand, leads us to a place, where the emptied
soul, find its meaning of being one in the darkness of uncertainty
a call for, to follow the segment of our life in the course of nature
tranquility
life is what we make it, a wind that redirect us to focus ourselves,
the dunes of where we have to follow, where the cooled wind,
will brings to the sea of life everlasting
' let the dunes be, a dunes to other in the great blue ocean of God'
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Fireflies
Oh to catch some flreflies
and put them in a jar,
makes me feel I've capture light
and am now distant and far
from eternal darkness of the night
when the clouds cover the moon.
To see you flicker before my eyes
I see eternity and where it lies.
For the tiniest flash that you give
brings to mind of where we live
in a world of mystery, a world of grace,
a sweet reminder for the human race
To connect itself and not keep at bay
all of the brightness beyond the day.
Bring back the days when you were a child
cupping your hands and running wild
to capture your prize of fireflies
and let their glow light up your eyes.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Infant child
joy
capture
all the pain, reveals the
the beginning
of a dawning shadow
of life, where
the wisdom
of time started to slow
for a
moment of birth
the image and likeness of
love resemble
in the most wonderful creation
of all time;
as the paramount of gift share,
invited to
procreate and paint
stake the work of God....
so sweet and tender that
last
for a lifetime in
the aura of mother's love beneath
the strength
of a father's tussle of hope;
the authentic reason
to live in the awesome world of our
oh! infant child please breathlessly wait
us to see the legacy of our victory ….
poem by Antonio Liao
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Ignoti Hominibus Noti Deo
fashionable heart forecast the shadow of the future,
a bright twilight that make every paths know that leads
to the burning endless pain of flame
viewed as you see the memory lend a timing chain
that point to the beautiful star, a heroes where no
one ever touch the fuming zooming ooze of victory of
the passing day, before a little stay of today’s moment
to remember, until tomorrow’s past gain with me
like a precious step walks in the line of wonderful
moment of today, shivering, and hunting the pinnacle
of what is best for a given life, everything gone and
something has made for the show has to go on, beyond
expectation of any men
chant my echo, sing the lullaby of the baby’s breathe,
the blooming Cherry blossom sprouted like a Lilies in
the seabed’s of beautiful harmony of history, within the
harbor of brave and honor cavaliers of Soldiers grave
believe no doubt of expectation, it’s blind and had just
open the memory of great unknown to men, but known
to God
live the victory in your laurel hand and die so others
will be free ……
“Unknown to men, but known to God’ …..the waited
Soldiers lost in the memory of freedom…this poem is
dedicated.
poem by Antonio Liao
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If you have seen tomorrow.....
if time would only ask for no return and the heart
will just listen to whisper of my soul; the silent of
the lamb, voice the melodic beginning of today
bring back the past, the broken halos of sanctity
nestle in the ocean of insanity, as the world
watch the turmoil of the sea, seeking the vengeance
of the lost and loose fidelity of promise you adore
now as you look, the actor cloth neither a saint nor a
devil in your sight, but a great conqueror of the past;
marred with vigor, facing the trembling and awesome
hearts, of once you have touch
missed as the misery, experienced the golden horizon
of each fate we have promise and slept, all is just a
taste of what will be the future resounds in your heart
fade me not in your hope and till i'll wait the
dawning sky to come, the rings live in the finger we
take and tomorrow will be great again as i go
….. for in you and because of you i have seen
tomorrow.......
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gossiping God's wisdom
have always faith in our heart and everything will be
answer, even in the very smallest question hidden in our
soul my God can explain pieces by pieces and all our
minds will be at peace
the fulfillment of the chamber of doubt, will be uncovered
for my God is a God of eternity; his knowledge is beyond
compare, the wisdom foretold is always reachable to those
who always believed that He is the mighty One in the
universe we live
the sign of the time has reveals, so why worry, as the
Ozone layer comes to melt the North Pole ice, the rings
of fire sprouted like Lilies, the tsunami conquers the ocean,
the global warming hand in hand close encounter, with the
global economic recession
a false prophet with their false prophecies gambles always
in day to days lives, that’s all, that what makes life crazy
and lazy to live and go what is the normal activities
requires, has faith losses its taste, where the countless
of skies falls down to the ground and turn away there galaxy
oh! man who always believe not of God, leaves this world
without a trace, breath air without inhaling and always
turn back God's wisdom has conquer man's wisdom and
ends to be a fool, the master of creation have made this
world perfect and has built this house of the universe more
strong, and excellent for mankind to live till beyond life
everlasting
let not your soul lost its eyes to capture the meaning of
God's omnipotent power for his strength and omnipresence
lives in every heart of the universe, He always be there
in the midst of our faith that entangle always by our soul
trust even if other doubt and believe even if other dismay
your faith and be proud that you have a God that holds you
in the life to come
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Autumn Sing
Here’s the autumn sing…
A symphony from its falling leaf…
Catching the wind from a future winter…
Rolling through a shy light…
Oh autumn shall not die in winter…
As a promise summer will surely come….
Ah autumn is a second spring…
Not all could see, all leaf is flower….
Autumn warn a terrible winter phase….
No one listen, No one will hear it…
As it is only the sound of silence….
Who can hold an indefinite sound...?
No one embrace the autumn….
As it is only a sad phase…
It gives nothing but an autumn chill….
Spring always comes with a better glory…
Oh autumn with its broken feather…
Could other season patch it up again?
No other season will devote their being….
Autumn suffers alone….
Autumns leaf keep on falling…
Spring comes cheerfully…
Summer comes strongly….
Winter always comes coldly…..
But autumn changes its face every time….
No one knows the differences….
Just the secret of the nature…
Why can’t it’d be a spring?
Why can’t it’d be summer?
Why can’t it’d be winter?
Ah autumn dance again between all the falling leaf…
It enjoys its sadness…
It embraces its pain….
As only from autumn all painter learn…
How to capture a true hidden beauty…
All speaks the same in every season….
But autumn remain different…..
For autumn is an alone singer…
Only a genuinely soul painter could witness its beauty….
That’s all the autumn need….
A silence audience....
Who can make other being see….
A glance of its beauty...
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