Give More Than Yourself
Wasted hand can't hold
every grip
Of Spillage water, behold an open
Heart who capture every breath
than a Empty spirit that
whisper strength than losses
The Gordon knot
What more can an able
humane force Offer to someone
whom life have survive; the
Wind then blew the blooming
flower to hide
In the meadow of uncertainty
Thou the crops ripe
for harvest, yet the hands
Is empty to hold
the soaring waste of grain, come
Take the journey of lasting trip
and touch the Point
of withstand oblation of
your stay
Leave nothing than drops
of sweat of existence
For the future wait for
your presence...
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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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 Lasting Fragrance
wipe soften my tears, letting the
immortal quest empower every strength
into the realm of thought though
tangled yet, zeal with the heart of
lasting peace remembering
come nestle down the eyes that tell,
the lips that hold as each day reveal
the blooming flower patiently invites
the sting to capture the sweet honey bee
of your smile
let every sweet mistake laugh the
conquering forgiveness settle in the
midst of lasting journey, viewed always to
walk and find to meet the forgiving heart
of snow
listen my darling heart, such perfume of
my soul and suddenly fall my check oh! empty
my face I adore...
poem by Antonio Liao
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This Gum
In each knot
A memory
Not just of me
But history
This gum
So iron hard and old
This gum
Brings out
Its stories to be told
This gum
So resolute and wise
One touch will likely
Hypnotise
The did I do
Or did I not
Those feelings captured
In each knot
Now hold this tree
And feel its strength
Touch its age
And arguments
A knot will form
Where my hand lay
And grow and grow
Beyond my days
For when I die
This gum will smile
My passing presence
Reconciled
The wind may blow
My smoke away
But rustle gum leaves
Everyday
This knot shall be
My testament
Of what I am
Not where I went
One touch! One touch!
For now i see
This gum
Is more alive than me.
poem by David Keig
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In A Quite Distance
stand aloof
waving hands call
to see the rope,
done without stand, thou some
come to offer a helping
hand
I come to shout,
even whisper the wind that
someday there will be somebody
to lend me a simple gift of
smile of what
I have done, in quite distance moment
of time
oh! come
the silent of the echo
find the thundering seer of my youth
and touch my sacred heart
of the spirit of awakening into the glory
of lasting presence
with the one whom my Life I owe
the wisdom of
the past
solemnly quest
my mother wombs
desire, forever my heart await
dear Mama.
poem by Antonio Liao
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Love You Hold The Key
(olivia newton-john/john farrar)
Lonely, lonely man shes set you free now
Moved aside and left a space for me now
Wasted, wasted love walled up inside you
Open up and pour it out on me
Whisper low when you come to me
Hold me tenderly
Safe and warm in my arms tonight
Thats how its gonna be
Im wearing my heart on my sleeve
I dont have to tell you Ill never leave
Thought that heaven was close to me
But love you hold the key
Empty, empty years you left behind you
Tears and memories all cried away
Silently a love has grown between us
Now I know that I am free to say
Whisper low when you come to me
Hold me tenderly
Safe and warm in my arms tonight
Thats how its gonna be
Im wearing my heart on my sleeve
I dont have to tell you Ill never leave
Thought that heaven was close to me
But love you hold the key
Love you hold the key
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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A grain of wheat
nurture on the time of memories, ripe in the season
of harvest, and store for a days to wait, till it can be
used for a meal to nourish the flesh
gain the better of tomorrow as the grain, grow in
the watered land in the sun it stand, blown by the
wind of uncertainty, patiently look the distance day
to come
harvest the bless of the grace and bloom the seeds
for a wonderful growth, thou shall the sea look the
wave that holds the wind to go
let, my passionate glance call the soul that loom, the
vacuum of the bewilder heart, the shinning star
wake you up in the bang of gladness in the silent
night of the heart
turn every wish to pass, the miracle of each journey
and light the aging year to come, and bring the lips
that make you the wonder of today
flash the orchards of honor, in the heart that viewed
to see the beginning of a day of yesterdays to come
for only in crystal eye you will see the real venture
of forever my dear
just a pollen grown in the wilderness of the meadow,
the drops of rain bangle the shadow of growth in
each seed that sprout, be as the silent of the angel of
the wings that spread in the victory of every soul
we will just return, to a beginning of the seed.....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Global Economic Recession: A Hyperbole
poison me my dear, leave me alone, push me
to the bottom of the sea, where only my dream
could see my despair of knowing what happen
to me
guide me not to where I go, touch me not to
hold you till the day will end in your loving
arm I stay, hug me to close so that all my
worries would leave my heart in vain
the world hate me so cruel, my friends have just
leave me alone, though some hand me so
gently, while other loose my body slowly, far a way
where should I stay when, I know that all will just
come so quickly and kiss my heart with out
a do, there I lay down my hand and in a quietly
distance I whisper and laid closing my eyes to
say good bye
bail out plan, the charity one make no sense, the
stimulus packages would not even change my
pocket to open as I stand, in every day's plan, I
wonder the reason why my happiness has gone
hardly finds my eyes close, I am at mess
what makes me today is the not the meaning of
my existence, so artificial maybe some makes a
game plan, all is a waste of nothing to confess,
I just pray that they will be my guest in my table
when come
oh! please, hope will not be disturbed but you will
be then see, what you do would affect all humanity,
why? everything will be affected where only few likes
to be, in the business world every body has to
be free
time will come where everyday will be happy, you the
loser losses your face so empty, for the Lord God
will always be glad and finds its way, picking like
flower and smell its fragrances all I can sense in a
distain place where I used to be
it’s a time I like to eat the fruit that once enjoyed, the
labored always knew the abundance that I kept in
my soul renew, and come to fell the day of tomorrow
that there’ll come a time when all will be new and as
the world will stand beneath, the morning sun and
shadow of the problem
will be gone......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Oh! God, in the middle of my Dream
Cricket’s sounds with a savvy laugh the night
journey of the dream; like a shooting star I
wait; seems crossing in the middle of night,
the glittering star of a million years
sweet always fined the tongue that taste, a
precious flesh of wondered colorless reality
of the night, watching thy threshold of
memories beyond time
oh! mid-shadow of the blooming night,
come as you may go, and capture myself, of
where nobody knows the future I’ve wait, will
come to live my heart forever and let not my
desired life lies in the bed I stay
whisper my dear dream for the night hold
me to flee the peeping eyes I want to say; that
the nightfall darkness always sees the splendid
sky, I am awake
open my dear little eyes and dream the
dreaming Journey to a dream of a passing
goodbye …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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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.........
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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A Whole New World
A Whole New World
flew to the horizon
of uncertainty and struggle,
hold every breath
to reach the most perfect hand
of the unknown, a water lou
of life of survival
believe drops of fate, a deep
rebirth of faith
inside the troubled heart; a weight
that some how struck
the essence of hope, nay! the surrender
of twinkling capture star
move on, the night keeps the breath,
waiting to warm your lonely heart;
it’s a new world of
true beginning, where determination
walks with reckoning
possibility and perseverance
let then every foot prints
call every beginning to
see the future ….
“beats of heart echo in a distance drum”
Ana May May Ann Gonzales
poem by Antonio Liao
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Tree that bears Flower
spread my wings; shield my shadow for eternity’s’
belt, the neon light reflected the highest sky and
calls for a great wind; rain that hold the grain
young as the meadow of Daffodils, sway the
melody of each beginning
made each leaves be the smell of your dreaming
sweet taste of returning home and be the entity
of courage to live in the pendulum of singing time
laps in every presence of the heart; for you to
know, and hold on of sublime surrender
bloom and cherish my flower, let every perfume
capture each beginning, never the opulent heart
blink the horizon star of darkness close the
window to stop your wisdom
move to the point that shows the leaves that smell
the harmony of wind and propel to the professing
idiom that life, never fail to reach the heart that
desire of tomorrow
let me first lead and do the beginning of being
a tree ….
poem by Antonio Liao
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Slash me out to go.......
hold your yes that tears, as i capture the halos
of the wind in my sand bag dust, please return
once more in my navel face where narrow unfold
story have i stay
weight my perfume and kiss my tears away,
knocking the doorstep of the window of my spirit
that force me to live, wait me up then. and lewd
me in the sole searching of my soul the
rendezvous of my stint, still swept me off, but yet!
wait me no more in my bosom heart my strength i
own
i leave no regret; as you come, i return as you
leave my deepest affection of my heart, showering
the plateau of my patience as you wept my tears in
my check, touching me, the shadow of my drifted
joy of your palm of tomorrows memories
as you come, holding the stream of hope, never
fade as it was, lurk the certainty of the coming;
willing to hypnotize the moment of the idyllic past
to see me change, you’ve been waiting for, you hold
me in a precious eyelid of tiding happiness of a
broken puzzle of chances of time, where i’ve seen
to rest
now, you’ll always in the edge of the surfing wind,
and ready to go, let the scene of the broken past
remembered of what was today in the isles of
the future ……
poem by Antonio Liao
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Empty Handed
What's this I'm holding on to?
Seems like nothing
Seems like nothing at all
My life's foundation
This empty hope
Search for a way to cope
Life's short life
Leaves no time to leave aside
Time wasted
Tears I've tasted
Can't hide these lies
The feelings this heart hold to
Leaves me empty-
Wanting-
It's bound to make me fall
The heart that beats life into
These emapty viens,
The culprit to the murder of an empty love
Has left me stranded
Reaching to heaven above
poem by Travis Peterson
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Untie The Knot
Like a pair of open wings, you bind me,
To a world, I helped you build around me,
Our gilded cage has turned into a prison cell,
Like a dream when it dies becomes an empty shell.
Untie the knot, the hold over me
you got
Untie the knot, the hold over me
you got
Like a slave who's bound in chains, a broken man,
Like a pain no one could ever understand
That's the spark that lights the fire deep inside
As long as you ain't no blue
in my sky,
Untie the knot, the hold over
me you got
Untie the knot, the hold over
me that you got
Set me free from these chains,
The time has come to
rearrange our destiny
Untie the knot, the knot,
Untie the knot, untie, untie, set me free, set me free.
song performed by by Bad Company
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Touch Me Not
lock me in the dominion of your command, transgress my
spirit that is gone, limit my voice to shout the truth and leave
drops of tears to my Fatherland, let my strength drags my
immortal soul for through eternity i will free the nation from
the bondage of cruelty
the light has not stop in the whisper of the wind, the
minute leave to say for the waiting death has its prey, in the
road to step the heaven is always open for me, of where my
vacuum soul is waiting to be free, swallowed like a lion in the
dungeon that cave my heart through out the day
hold my hand my dear brother, the dawning wave capture
the sand and as the bird fly my blooming eye flies; in the
wings of an eagle, the moment of a day reach my rendition,
and ever shall i go in the end it is my way, tears cupped my
emotion, bucket my blood in the country i love
only i found the tore of my tears, swings the luminous flag
in every sun it comes, always forward and never surrender
in the soil the race will live, and in the beacon of our hearts
the nation will stand, bring the tambourine that rejoice and
the cymbals that dance in the celebration of jubilation, the
land return, nay! my days were gone leave no pain, thy
heaven best my soul refresh
i am gone, in every moment i depart, yet! in each day
you'll be laughed in the heart i remain to stay for death i live,
leaves no regret in the flag i hold, my country fears no unfold
and let every breathe fly in each spirit the nation will lives
Forever be Free..............
“ a tribute to the 2009 Philippines Independence “
poem by Antonio Liao
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Lord here I Come...
my soul
vow in your prestige
honor Lord,
cripple and wary, sweat hold
my breath and
fear of thirst in your blessing
of forgiveness, now behold,
the sun rise in
the morning midst
where I offer my destiny
come adore
my presence, the light
that cried beyond the pedestal
of fame; joy but trouble in
the abundance of faded silver,
await dear Lord
God, all are just nothing
to capture except the
mighty light glitter in the dawning
bloom of the
ended day of forever glow
tie my mighty hour
of soft and smooth speed
of light, Lord thy spirit comes
in my journey of
eternity
poem by Antonio Liao
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Without You
It has been
six days
since I have seen her.
In all that time
she left me
totally totally alone.
Not a word
not a call
not a touch
not a sight of her.
How does she go
and leave me so
easily like this?
How is it that she
does not need to see
me by tormented day?
How is it that she
does not need to sleep
beside me during
long lonely nights?
Her naked body
under the sheets
cannot hold me
at a distance.
Her skin
cannot feel
the healing massage
of my caring hand.
Nor can
an empty bed
hold reassuring comfort
of her touch.
Nights
I lay awake
at nights
without you.
Nights
are lonely
and long
without you.
Life
is an empty night
alone wasted
without you.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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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.........
poem by Antonio Liao
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