Featherless wings
last night i dream that i was walking in the clouds, huge
heavenly petals like pebbles wash away my tears, a moist
of silver blue drifted my pink cheek; cool, smooth and soft
as i feel it, clear as the ocean wave and beautiful as rainbow
when the sun scatter its radiant ray where i seat in the
cumulus formation of clouds beneath my feet
in a glance, speed like light passing through my eye, blinking
without control while my nose seems white as a snow failed
to breathe the air, choking with my eye staring above my head,
thinking that this might be the end, as the naked eye said adieu
death comes like a thief of the night, then i have to go, but in a
sudden moment i notice that iam not alone in the wilderness of
beautiful clouds, their are humanoid form of being floating
waving, cheering, singing sweet melody of song, and calling
many name, whispering me not to be lonely; it’s the clouds that
made us to hope, it’s the song that give us the feather to fly and
it’s the dream that leads us go, to a place, we almost have to
know
waiting for a day of night and day, seems no end, not a single
feather grown in my body cause me pain, bother and confuse
leads my way to pray, that in my featherless wings i can reach
the sky; fly my featherless wings fly up, up to the heaven above,
guide my dream in your own destiny, a place where my soul will
be happy, stay with me winged angels, featherless wings has to
fly high with you in the heaven above
oh! dream show me the way my featherless wings have something
to say, please listen my winged angels and hear my
featherless voice.......
“angels wings is made not of feather, it’s a deep faith of their
loyalty to God, tangible and form like wings”
poem by Antonio Liao
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When We Dance
If he loved you
Like I love you
I would walk away in shame
I'd move town
I'd change my name
When he watches you
When he counts to buy your soul
On your hand his golden rings
Like he owns a bird that sings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
The priest has said my soul's salvation
Is in the balance of the angels
And underneath the wheels of passion
I keep the faith in my fashion
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
I'm still in love with you
[I'm gonna find a place to live
Give you all I've got to give]
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
If I could break down these walls
And shout my name at heaven's gate
I'd take these hands
And I'd destroy the dark machineries of fate
Cathedrals are broken
Heaven's no longer above
And hellfire's a promise away
I'd still be saying
I'm still in love
He won't love you
Like I love you
He won't care for you this way
He'll mistreat you if you stay
Come and live with me
We'll have children of our own
I would love you more than life
If you'll come and be my wife
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
I'm gonna love you more than life
If you will only be my wife
I'm gonna love you more than life
If you will only be my wife
I'm gonna love you night and day
I'm gonna try in every way
[I had a dream last night
I dreamt you were by my side
Walking with me baby
My heart was filled with pride
I had a dream last night]
song performed by by Sting
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Flying without wings
i could surf the sky without my wings,
yes i can reach the sky with your blue eyes
moon, if only you believe in me
i don't even needs a wings to dive, when
i know that your are there, ready to catch
me when everything is on high
i know i can tell you that beyond that dark
clouds, you still awaits me in the shadow
of that sky
i can now ask, the reason why when iam
almost there i heard an alluring voice of
sound asking me to lay my wings
i know where my heart tremble, shaking
shouting for joy, for where ever i close my
eyes my ears listen to your voice of love
tell me then if my soul echo in a distance
land who reveals the melody of my heart,
and the spirit of your wings lingers on beneath
the horizon of my heaven
come my wings, fly and bring me to the
place where no wind could blew my dream
for only in you i will hold on to the sky of
dreams
poem by Antonio Liao
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Granny's Angel
In my grand baby world she
Dream of pink butterflies and
Angel with golden wings playing
And singing sweet lullabies
She dream of sweet sugar plums
And lollipops dancing around her
Head
She dream of fairies, white doves
And pink butterflies
With wings tips of gold
Gold and silver dust sprinkling
Down as they open their wings
She dream of little fairies tickling
Little feet
Her joy shows as her laughter cries
Out
Bouncing around with little fairies
Playing and singing sweet lullabies
Her eyes of blue, as deep as the sky
Looking up at the golden half moon
Hanging so high
Stars of silver and golden threads flickers
Durning the night
Unicorns and fairies playing in a
Field of clovers
With pink ribbons and bows
She dreams of pink butterflies as she lay
In her crib sleeping
Dreaming of sweet nothings
Fairies, butterflies and little
Angels with unicorns in her world
As she sleeps in her little world
Where fantasy is true
Her little sisters and brothers
All angels in heavens
Where her world is all but a beautiful
Dream
As she grow and flourish to be a wife
A mother
And tell her stories to her children in
The future
Dedicated To My Grand Baby Miya
poem by Carolyn Sears
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The Angels
Are there angels in the clouds up high
lookin' down on me?
Can they see a soul that's lost down here
and do they hold the key
to take away my worries, take away my pain
and shower me with sunshine, take away the rain?
I can't pray to angels in the clouds up high.
They're just too far away.
There are too many souls lost down here
and all they do is pray.
The angels are too busy singing an angelic song.
Our problems here are endlessly much too long.
And so my mind hesitates
and maybe that is wrong
but all the music that I love
is like an angelic song.
And maybe they will hear it
and an exception will be made.
They'll gather me up with filmy wings
and my worries all will fade.
And I will survive the silence
that loving you has made.
I will survive the parting
and what it's done to me.
For the angels will decide my case
and help me to be free.
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Thus Be It Heaven Heavenly
In our Bible, the dream of Samuel is death,
As the clouds consume his form and bare him to Heaven--
The song from colored birds so lyric and sweet
We feel ourselves no more, and pray:
'Thus be it Heaven Heavenly. '
The tales of Christ and Moses feel sacred through their Godly power
Of beauty, angels in their discipline kept
Where the clouds are not on view; we pray:
'Thus be it Heaven Heavenly! '
poem by Samuel Greenberg
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Wings Of The Night
Wings of the night
Shimmering light
Passes over the moon.
Like some silent
Spiritual tune.
That ballerina
Of my soul
Pirouettes
Across the stage.
Lit by the sleeping rage
Of the sun.
Was this
How love begun.
Wings of the night
Fluttering white.
Against blue canvas
Of eternal sky.
Only angels
Fly so high.
Lending smiles
To stars that cry.
Heaven's candles
Burning low.
Is this
What fate did throw
Into a swirling
Midnight show.
Wings of the night
Fanned out.
Coloured bright.
Glide
On glacier white
Dawn.
When love's hope is reborn.
Watch the skies.
For that elusive sprite.
Magic flies
On the wings of the night.
poem by Kevin East
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On The Wings Of A Dream
On the wings of a dream
Yesterday I had a dream about dying, about laying to
Rest and then flying,
How the moment at hand is the only
Thing we really own.
And I lay in my bed and I wondered, after all has been
Said and is done for,
Why is it thus we are here and so
Soon we are gone?
Is this life just a path to the place that
We all have come from?
Does the heart know the way and if not,
Can it ever be found
In a smile or a tear or a prayer
Or a sigh or a song?
And if so, then I sing for my father, and in truth, you
Must know I would rather
He were here by my side, we could fly on the
Wings of a dream.
To a place where the spirit would find us and the joy and
Surrender would bind us.
We are one anyway, anyway we are more
Than we seem.
There are those who will lead us, protect us
Each step of the way.
From beginning to end, for each moment,
Forever, each day.
Such a gift has been given, it can
Never be taken away.
Though the body in passing must leave us, there is one who
Remains to receive us.
There are those in this life who are friends
From our heavenly home.
So I listen to the voices inside me, for I know they
Are there just to guide me.
And my faith will proclaim it is so,
We are never alone.
From the life to the light, from the dark of
The night to the dawn,
He is so in my heart, he is here, he
Could never be gone.
Though the singer is silent, there still is the
Truth of the song, in the song.
Yesterday I had a dream about dying, about laying to
Rest and then flying,
How the moment at hand is the only
Thing we really own.
And I lay in my bed and I wondered, after all has been
Said and is done for,
Why is it thus we are here and so
Soon we are gone?
Oh, why is it thus we are here and so
Soon we are gone?
song performed by by John Denver
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Death comes no more, a new life, Arise!
the cooled whispering angels call, persuade my
immortal soul, followed the blitzing light, that
leads to the doorstep of the golden heaven where
wisdom of the spirit lives, an invitation to the
breezing direction of the shadow of life after
death
returning i stand swift like speed of light i run,
just i heard a simple voice that showed the humid
breath i blow, taking me to the sky, where the
angels sing there lullaby, behold! i close my eyes,
in the clouds bluest white droplets of tears i'm wet,
seeing below i saw my mother and father they
cried
sweat of every sweet, i champion, in every eyes
tears it flows, in the new dress i'm happy, the angel
pick me up in the golden sun forward my soul, of
nobody had ever see, in the cloudiest sky we reach
the angel, leave me in the gate i knew i have to stay
leave me not to fall, for the feather in the wings i've
carry is to small, in the table i stand judge me not to
finish, push me not to the wind that blew, in the
darkest air await lonely soul, scattered beneath the
hell that calls
rise and stand my endless adventure, the flaming
light, flashes as it goes, signaling that you have been
there, illuminating that you have come back for a
return in the immortality destiny, a home for
everybody, the eternity where every soul have to rise
again
arise my soul rejuvenate life beyond the shinning
sky; the hell of infinite death leads the victor the
sting of illusion and have conquer the everlasting life
in our midst, and the halos spirit will guide the thorny
life to the fragrance heaven's gate
a new beginning of life is dawning and the heaven is
open...... please come in
' a poem dedicated to Sister Helaria Dumapias
in her journey to the Father's Hand
April 18,2009 '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Legged Magic
Legged Magic
whisper voice and wake us to listen, turning
down the words mature, see the mouth that utter,
as the head fail down to walk ahead and receive
a good sight it suddenly start, like magic in
touch
the sky is too blind to capture and catch
the dense angry clouds; waiting to say goodbye,
neither the coming day will always stay, for
every foot cleanse, the eye and ear had to close,
until proper direction has to go
nay! magic gives guarantee, for the twist of
the hand magic is gone, see and find no one in
the stage everything will be; come vibrating
clouds in the midst air it explode, and the sun
goes down to rest
feel that dream and the rainbow of magic will
live, in your fate; ask not your foe, but a thaw of
faith in your heart, careful mold the river not the
stream in the ocean it fall and fly into the sky
not the dream of forever goodbye
soon the magic touch you, in your distance dream
I always keep; neither it’s free to fly without
the feather in the wings, for you’ll be there with
me in that day ……
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Wings of an Angel
To sweep down like an angel
and enclose the heart of a soul,
lost and lonely and aching,
praying to be whole,
portrays a picture so lovely.
I can feel those wings on me.
Let those wings carry me
to a place that's far from here.
For I am that soul that's pleading.
The sound of your wings are clear.
Approaching me with care,
I appeal to you in prayer
to sweep down like an angel
with gossamer wings so strong,
Filmy and silky and beautiful
and carry me along
to the place where angels sing a song
and care for souls like me.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Broken wings of Angels
angels came form a distance time, a time within a
moment of eternity, where even the light rays and
a millions time of infinity could only smell the
shadow of its existence
expose my soul to the profane world and judge me in
my powerless strength to my weakness, an offshoot
of my being human in this changing world
mingle my day to a life time, where I know my
eyes is close who wouldn't only witness the existed and
exploited world who has now have eaten and come
to conquer the weaknesses of every flesh
exploit my hunger, my thirst of adolescent, my
untainted mind to the world of unworthy pleasure, my
young dream of the future, my ambition to my ideal
world to come, my promises of what I am of this
life I always cherish
this moment of pleading wouldn't only reach your heart
and calls your soul to shield my destiny to take with me
the yoke that leads me to a dream where I may stay
may the wings I shattered be resembled in the wind you
touch and take my broken wings to fly in your heart,
that blew my feather to the nesting rest of breath be in
the glory of my soul
poem by Antonio Liao
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Brittle my Wings
let
then the flying wings
conquer the blue sky, and
may the splashing clouds cover
the horizon of the gloomy
wonder of hope; the cab waved of promise,
the start of the season
of Autumn
mind wait
your golden smile of face that rejoice,
ensuring that bears the fathom
of honesty in your sincerity
I comment, come now my love and
mingle every inch of
wisdom of the wings that fly,
beneath the chilly hills of love, until you
come back in my
precious arm
yield, the memory of you,
heralded with laurel; a Lotus of
hyacinth of clear sky I fly, and take me
to hold every minutes
of cried moment of pleading,
sweet victory for
today
let me dropp my wings and touch
each feeling of the
wishing wind, for the sky push
me to see you again; of where my
belied love stays with you,
in that beautiful sky,
as we fly
give up not my dream; the brittle wings
wait your great speed,
for we will fly high
again ……
“ a Poem dedicated to Majencia R. Gabales “
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Waiting......
the vast land wait till dawn; from the raising of the
sun, down until the grass call to fall asleep, as it
patiently waits the moment to come in the ground
it lay
wild the forest with chaotic lives and harvest the
bounty fruit of abundant spring of living; makes no
different of all existence of life, full of rendezvous
offer on days of happiness
satisfaction mirror the joy of nothing more than,
a day of waiting the sun to rise from the darkest
skies of the night, show of what is not been
waiting and light of what was been hoping in the
opulent of the great heart, rejoice i woke
may the featherless wings fly, my dream of reality;
of where my deep awakening flock worth every
glow i've take until the endless waiting comes no
more fun in the laughter of show
wait my fluid sweet, strength switch it on, push
the pointless marathon of my run, for the wind
blew guide me to fly in the heaven above the sky,
never make you stop for the highway is near to
gone bye in any respect
now every blow, stop every grow, as the waiting
is over wait, until dawn for in every beginning end
with a new day to review for the starting point is
You.........
poem by Antonio Liao
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Paradise: In A Symbol
Golden-winged, silver-winged,
Winged with flashing flame,
Such a flight of birds I saw,
Birds without a name:
Singing songs in their own tongue
(Song of songs) they came.
One to another calling,
Each answering each,
One to another calling
In their proper speech:
High above my head they wheeled,
Far out of reach.
On wings of flame they went and came
With a cadenced clang,
Their silver wings tinkled,
Their golden wings rang,
The wind it whistled through their wings
Where in Heaven they sang.
They flashed and they darted
Awhile before mine eyes,
Mounting, mounting, mounting still
In haste to scale the skies—
Birds without a nest on earth,
Birds of Paradise.
Where the moon riseth not,
Nor sun seeks the west,
There to sing their glory
Which they sing at rest,
There to sing their love-song
When they sing their best:
Not in any garden
That mortal foot hath trod,
Not in any flowering tree
That springs from earthly sod,
But in the garden where they dwell,
The Paradise of God.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Having Wings
Having wings
I have wings
Wings so white
Wings that let me fly like a kite
Having wings is such a spontaneous
Why to say to say hey, I made it that way
Made it to graduation and made it to a promotion.
made it all over this nation
But now having wings makes me want to cry
Cry so hard ill probably drown in my tears
Ill cry because I know we didn’t say are last good- bye and
are final hug and kiss good- night
I dedicate this to my grandfather
poem by Marrissa Vera
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Angel
Artist Judas Priest
Song Angel
Albmun Angel Of Retribution
Lyrics By Rob Halford
Angel,
Put sad wings around me now
Protect me from this world of sin
So that we can rise again
Oh angel,
We can find our way somehow
Escaping from the world we're in
To a place where we began
And I know we'll find
A better place and piece of mind
Just tell me that it's all you want
For you and me
Angel won't you set me free
Angel,
Remember how we chased the sun
Then reaching for the stars at night
As our lives had just begun
When I close my eyes
I hear your velvet wings and cry
I'm waiting here with open arms
Oh can't you see
Angel shine your light on me
Angel we'll meet once more I'll pray
When all my sins are washed away
Hold me inside your wings and stay
Angel take me far away
Put your sad wings around me now
Angel take me far away
Put sad wings around me now
So that we can rise again
Put sad wings around me now
Angel take me far away
Put sad wings around me now
So that we can rise again
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Its Time
Its time for me to spread my wings,
To my guarding angel’s watching over me,
Its time for y’all to help me fly away to my home,
I belong to you and only you,
Help me fly and help me spread my wings of eternal happiness,
Lay me down of eternal sleep,
Help me dream of spreading my wings,
To my angels who are watching me,
Please do tell me I am aright to fly away and its ok to be happy once again,
Help me realize that its okay to run away from my pain and its okay to show my feelings,
Please tell me that its time for me to fly away from this mess I made,
I hope I soon will be happy again.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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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
poem by Antonio Liao
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It's a bird, no it's a kite
dream
close to me open
my eyes and let there be free,
for a wings
that surf neither stop
or come to see, and the beautiful sky
reaches to the clouds to attest
that its the bird
not the kite touches the wind, beneath
the wings
Hallelujah,
comes the sight that blinds the might,
as the strength cool the weak
and the brave harpoon the coward
to fight and win...
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Wings Of Healing
The shackles that tie
Your soul earth bound
Keeps you there
Clipped wings of a dove
For ever you search
Morning, Noon, and Night
To release the burdens
Of manmade plights
Once burdens lost
And darkness no more
The wings of healing
Takes time, take flight
You reach up to the skies
The sun, moon and stars
You breathe the wonder
Denied you so long
Arms open wide
You embrace the new you
And smile at the light
That leads you to
The new Journey in life
So like the wings of dove
You fly to be free
Up to the clouds
That embrace the new me
poem by Kaila George
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