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'
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Symphony of the Soul
oh! great and magnificent Orchestra loud sweet
and sound, echo in each heart; wishing to hurdle the
ears that sing with the tune that weaken my frustrated
soul to sleep into the age of every beginning I believe
take the million stars I pray, paint a thousand time, the
journey of your way; sojourn me to the paradise, for I
will take my vow and lead my foot step where I solemnly
promise, that I am gone lure in the memory of you and
me
the up and down persuade my strength to venture, the
far distance that create the night with you, slowly make
me to know the truth that only in you I whisper the star,
oh! let me be with you my love, my darling, my enmity of
my soul and touch my being with you
now, take every touch and let each strand to jingle in the
most resounding melody and my heart rejoice of the
symphony, the once I ever heard in the womb I stayed,
hold and cover me in the face of an angry soul for in you
I stay and return my day
lift me high in my hidden prayer you hear, embrace my
weaknesses and hold me in the string of every melody
of notes where my heart desire and burden me not in
your own love, as I will always love thee
the breezing air cooled my fading face, please let me
make a little wish.... may the beloved soul I'll take be rest
in your loving heart, dear Father, I commend my Spirit
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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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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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......
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Sweet Echo Dell
"Three there were that left my cot;
Two are here, and one is not;
Why does Willie linger? Say, can you tell?"
"He was weary by the way;
When we came he could but stay
In the shady grove at Sweet Echo Dell."
Echo Dell! (Echo Dell!) Echo Dell! (Echo Dell!)
It was there we softly said "Farewell!" ("Farewell!")
And the towering granite crest
Nobly guards his place rest,
Near the lovely lake of Sweet Echo Dell.
"Is he laden well with gold?
Does he bring me wealth untold?
Why then does he linger? Say can you tell?"
"All his treasures are above;
All he sent you was his love,
With a whispered prayer from Sweet Echo Dell."
Coming homeward, does he sing
Like a lark upon the wing?
Why then does he linger? Say, can you tell?"
Naught is heard but rippling waves,
Warbling birds, and shouting braves;
Silent is his voice in Sweet Echo Dell."
"Is he coming by-and-by?
May I bless him ere I die?
Why then does he linger? Say, can you tell?"
"Mirrored in that mountain lake,
Heaven is near, and he will wake
Never elsewhere than in Sweet Echo Dell."
"Would you crush my only joy?
Surely I shall meet my boy;
When then does he linger? Say, can you tell?"
"Never will his weary feet
Travel more, yet may soon meet
When your soul floats over Sweet Echo Dell."
poem by Henry Clay Work
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Premonition
DEAR heart, good-night!
Nay, list awhile that sweet voice singing
When the world is all so bright,
And the sound of song sets the heart a-ringing,
Oh, love, it is not right—
Not then to say, 'Good-night.'
Dear heart, good-night!
The late winds in the lake weeds shiver,
And the spray flies cold and white.
And the voice that sings gives a telltale quiver —
'Ah, yes, the world is bright,
But, dearest heart, good-night!'
Dear heart, good-night!
And do not longer seek to hold me!
For my soul is in affright
As the fearful glooms in their pall enfold me.
See him who sang how white
And still; so, dear, good-night.
Dear heart, good-night!
Thy hand I'll press no more forever,
And mine eyes shall lose the light;
For the great white wraith by the winding river
Shall check my steps with might.
So, dear, good-night, good-night!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Sleeping with the angels
sleeps keep the immortal soul at peace with
the eternity calls, the tranquility of our warm
heart recalls
as angels watch our deep snoring, every
breath wakes our imagination of what we want
in the most astonishing super hero of our dreams
the sole witness of our moving spirit to venture
beyond our human faculty, of being more than
we come to guide our steps for only
by following our strings of aspiration our mortal
body reaches beyond human satisfaction
lives not the fears of every immortal of tears, for
the night comes like lightning of the sky, swifting
thunders of the angels fury where echo of souls
cried for mercy, of the slaying angels of darkness
let every sleeps be a moment of unifying souls of
beauty, lying with angels memory, where each
stay is with in heaven's nest of rest, for every day
is a good sleep with an angel’s best
as you sleep, always make yourself happy, for in
every snoring, lying the angel’s touch of cooled
sleep, leaving you its angelic breath ready
to wake and see angels sleep
then you come to know that it’s the angels who sleep
with you...until Today
poem by Antonio Liao
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Unfortunate
Fold her hands upon her breast,
And let her sweetly sleep.
She has found a perfect rest,
Beneath her winding sheet.
Her weary limbs are now at rest,
And free from toil and pain;
Her weary soul from earth has left,
But in Heaven lives again.
Death has closed her mild blue eyes,
That once was full of mirth,
Her lovely form once full of life,
Will now return to earth.
Touch her gently, let her lie,
This forsaken girl forlorn;
Tears may fall from strangers' eyes,
O'er her silent form.
She was a poor erring girl,
A wanderer alone,
Friends she had none in this world,
Nor a place she could call home.
She's found a home bright and fair
In that world above,
Angels dwell together there,
In perfect peace and love,
Place her gently in her grave,
And let her sweetly sleep.
Judge her not; for he who gave
Her life, her soul will keep.
poem by Julia A Moore
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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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Pardon my call Lord
Oh! open the gate of heaven, and
Listen to my call my heart has
whisper the silent of the night of my
soul as the key unlock the voice of
surrender of my trusted soul bereaved
in the grave of fading home
dawn come no more, in the shadow
of my grave; loaded with flowers in the
head smell like nobody holds the candid
picture in the window of yesterday and
the silence bold, to come in the light to
admonish my limit
oh! my Dear Creator, patiently wait
you'll come to thy living soul; cleanse
my body and humble my lonely heart;
show me the emptiness of your hatred,
tangle my longing and puzzle in the
wilderness of suffering burning my
immortality
dear Lord of calling, have pardon my
voice and judge my soul of my
wickedness, i trust in you......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Everything that Goes.....
looks the flower wait the butterfly to touch down the
sweet petals that it can offer, see the fish swim in the
water flows in the riding waves of forever stream of
the sea, as the birds zooming fly in the hovering of the
wind in the high sky
see the eyes have wizardly blinks the crystallized
ball of morning dew, the moist wet the smooth surface
of your wonder eyes; listen my dear heart the harmony
of whispering humid echo in a distance song of the
Crickets, as the lunar light window the coming night to
stay, till dawn of your midnight sleep and the sky has
offer to close its morning return
show my emptiness of the longing, you’re everything
that i always adores and captures my hope, as the lone
past hold me to sanctify the wishing heart to remember
that you’re the answer of what i am living for, many of
years i believe, finding the most in you the real you, i
do wait
you have thought me of what i felt, think the moment
of knowing me alone of what is the truth and real my
dear one, stand my hour and everything goes fine, for
the timeless moment of myself, love's you and always
stay with you my lasting wish of mystery
day is night before i sleep, thinking of loving you and
never i have change my will to love you, let then be
the stream of every streams of willing stay, and i still
love YOU....... i will
poem by Antonio Liao
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Echo Song
I
Who can say where Echo dwells?
In some mountain-cave, methinks,
Where the white owl sits and blinks;
Or in deep sequestered dells,
Where foxglove hangs its bells,
Echo dwells.
Echo!
Echo!
II
Phantom of the crystal Air,
Daughter of sweet Mystery!
Here is one has need of thee;
Lead him to thy secret lair,
Myrtle brings he for thy hair--
Hear his prayer,
Echo!
Echo!
III
Echo lift thy drowsy head,
And repeat each charmëd word
Thou must needs have overheard
Yestere'en ere, rosy-red,
Daphne down the valley fled--
Words unsaid,
Echo!
Echo!
IV
Breathe the vows she since denies!
She hath broken every vow;
What she would she would not now--
Thou didst hear her perjuries.
Whisper, whilst I shut my eyes,
Those sweet lies,
Echo!
Echo!
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Echo
Echo, echo...
We come, we go-woah
No I don't want to be just another
Echo, echo...
Everywhere I go
There's something I really need
Everyone I know
Is someone I want to be
Even though
I don't really know me
I better pick it up
Before I let it slip away
I better stick it out
Before I take another day
Into mouth
Everything I say fades out
Echo, echo...
We come, we go-woah
No I don't want to be just another
Echo, echo...
Can I open up your eyes?
Only when the clouds break?
Can I feel the light?
Even though the world shakes
Every night,
You're my quiet satellite
Can I hold you close?
Do her out of focus
And everything I know
I don't even know this
It all falls through
I'm here and I hear you
Echo, echo...
We come, we go-woah
No I don't want to be just another
Echo, echo...
Do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Cause I need to, just to reach you
Do you hear me?
Coming clearly?
Am I hollow?
Just an echo
Echo, echo...
We come, we go-woah
No I don't want to be just another
Echo, echo...
Echo, echo...
We come, we go-woah
No I don't want to be just another
Echo, echo...
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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Santa Fe
Santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe,
My woman needs it evryday,
She promised this a-lad shed stay,
Shes rollin up a lotta bread
To toss away.
Shes in santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe
Now shes opened up an old maids home,
Shes proud, but she needs to roam,
Shes gonna write herself a roadside poem,
About santa-fe.
Santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe.
Since Im never gonna cease to roam,
Im never, ever far from home,
But Ill build a geodesic dome
And sail away.
Dont feel bad.
No, no, no, no, dont feel bad
Its the best food Ive ever had.
Makes me feel so glad
That shes cooking in a home-made pad
She never caught a cold so bad
When Im away.
Santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe.
My shrimp boats in the bay
I wont have my nature this way,
And Im leanin on the wheel each day
To drift away
From santa-fe,
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear santa-fe.
My sister looks good at home,
Shes lickin on an ice cream cone,
Shes packin her big white comb,
What does it weigh?
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Hail is the Virgin
cloister of veil capture every wind
to breeze the calmness of the cool
convent, as it venture every reflection
in the garden of prayer
sleepiness voice echo in corner
wall of angelic hymn of praise, the
rainbow color chandelier view the
heavenly sky of wish amongst the
faithful breathe, like guiding clouds
of memory to heaven
feel the sound of recalling songs
of praise as it waves the mercy of
receiving blessing of hope;
tendering soul, wakes the thundering
fulfillment of rest, the home every
solemn vow of life
gladly pass gentle soul the heaven is
full of your fulfilling voice of joy.....
‘a poem Dedicated to all faithful Sister
and Nun “
poem by Antonio Liao
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Awakening
in the deep slumber, the echo of the night lives,
wondering the sweet experience of the past,
the lasting bastion of existence of the soul
a milk in the lips of the child, hold on the
breath of each day to survive, like lime of the
sweeten tongue of every lip quest its thirst
awake every deep sleep
sow then the fertile land of wheat, for
nothing would be hungry in the each stomach
that is full, uproot and lead every sweet
strengthen sweat that touches the ground nay,
lay not the hands to toil the land for death waits
no one in the grave
leave not to hold the closing eye the vision to
walk in the valley of tears, for only the presence
of the heart will tell where the night is falling
apart, in the dream that your eyes is open to close
just be there and hold me tight, the star is there
waiting to grasp the falling rainbow in your
eyes......
“ my deep and humble poem dedicated to the loving
People who waits their beloved one in their
Deep sleep “
poem by Antonio Liao
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Fire of Stone
limit my day of stay; I am not a stone but
a fire that close and kindle the cooled Heart
in your beautiful dream; the road comes to
dark without the light, dear someone …
long did I wish for your presence, as far
as the distance of the ocean, I travel up and
high in the blue sky I fly, just to be with
your side, dear heart …
lend me your moment, and guide my
ways to reach you, wherever pain I rejoice
for nothing will soften my heart, than to
love you deep in my soul, my dear hope my
hope …
I come to float far beyond the wrapped
in your vintage arm, and follows the breath
with you dear goodbye; that day will be the
forever you, my dear love …
flow my spark, for I will be in your fire …..
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As I Lay Me Down
It felt like springtime on this February morning
In a courtyard birds were singing your praise
I'm still recalling things you said to make me feel alright
I carry them with me today now
As I lay me down to sleep as I pray
that you will hold me dear
Though I fall away I whisper your name into the sky
And I will wake up happy
I wonder why
I feel so high although I am not above thy sorrow
heavy-hearted 'till you call my name
And it felt like churchbells
or the whistle of a train on a summer evening
I want power to meet you barefoot
Barely breathing
As I lay me down to sleep as I pray
that you will hold me dear
Though I fall away I whisper your name into the sky
And I will wake up happy
No doubt that
As I lay me down to sleep as I pray
that you will hold me dear
Though I fall away I whisper your name into the sky
And I will wake up happy
Its not too near for me
Like a flower I need the rain
No its not clear to me
Every season has its change
and I will see you when the sun comes out again
As I lay me down to sleep as I pray
that you will hold me dear
Though I fall away I whisper your name into the sky
And I will wake up happy... uhuh yea
As I lay me down to sleep as I pray
that you will hold me dear
Though I fall away I whisper your name into the sky
And I will wake up happy
I wonder why
The sun comes out again
song performed by by Sophie B. Hawkins from Whaler
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Never I leave you in Pain
hustle get me sad
pondering a voice form the echo of a
distance level of dream, wild bird shout for laughter
until the sound of the wind blow
knock down the pillow
of tears in the
bedside step i fall
rise dear soul your gone yet!
capture of the past
journey, felt the thundering pond of joy,
thou nothing sip the crystal whisperer
of your pray in the nightfall
that calm down the angry
sea
raise upon the stargazer
as the stream of the heart beacon
the sounding cymbals of the
angels of the oracle of
dream you wish, stand passive
the fall great the meaning
of survive
hail on the clouds that never cried
wondering the wisdom of time
of the lasting echo of the past,
i pray... Farewell dear flesh
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Dream On
(being, in love)
Been travelling this road for so long
My eyes are tired but I carry on
The sun lays down its golden threads
I need a place to rest my head
Although I am far from home now
My souls with you
Its hard to be out here on my own
So far away, so far from home
I need to touch and feel your skin
To live this dream in sleep again
Although I am far from home now
My souls with you
So dream on, dream on
Freedom comes with timeless sleep
Dream on, dream on
In the arms of night
Your silent shadow gently speaks
Dream on, dream on
This hotel rooms a lonely place
Its a one night cell I must escape
So I drink away my loneliness
So I can sleep and dream again
Although I am far from home now
My souls with you
And as I fall into
The darkness of the night
You come to rescue me to
Shield me in your light
I feel your touch
The softness of your skin
You hold me close before
The day breaks in
This dreams so true
My heart it beats, it beats
It beats for you, for you
Although I am far from home now
My souls with you
So dream on, dream on
Freedom comes with timeless sleep
Dream on, dream on
In the arms of night
Your silent shadow gently speaks
So dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
So dream on, dream on
Dream on
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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