Have I told you.....
the past
have turn back
with you and my dream
I believe would
only been a part of your perkily
ingredient of spirited
shadowed of
the past
I have been words
of lips in your heart, settle without
touching the bright hidden eye of love
and lots of something
that the past couldn’t say good bye, even
a dream of a toss of coin
I have realize that you are the first kiss
that light the
beginning of the end of
my spell
I can show you now, the magic of the
heart, moving toward the
wonder of your dream; a display of fantastic
journey that no one
can tell the new horizon of appeal
in you
molded like pot in the furnace of fire,
the droplets of dew blew in the
field of dried meadow,
shatter pain comes no more for today and the
whisper leads me to listen
to the way of what is gone of that day on
the hay
always shade me in your heart
and push near to the way
of going out
with me now …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Knight
the past
have turn back
with you and my dream
I believe would
only been a part of your perkily
ingredient of spirited
shadowed of
the past
I have been words
of lips in your heart, settle without
touching the bright hidden eye of love
and lots of something
that the past couldn’t say good bye, even
a dream of a toss of coin
I have realize that you are the first kiss
that light the
beginning of the end of
my spell
I can show you now, the magic of the
heart, moving toward the
wonder of your dream; a display of fantastic
journey that no one
can tell the new horizon of appeal
in you
molded like pot in the furnace of fire,
the droplets of dew blew in the
field of dried meadow,
shatter pain comes no more for today and the
whisper leads me to listen
to the way of what is gone of that day on
the hay
always shade me in your heart
and push near to the way
of going out
with me now …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Let our tears be the key of my Stay......
mold my day with your praising hope, oh! praise
my dear heart, be the beginning of all my wisdom to
know your everlasting love and let the arrow of the
stray spare of the enemy poisons not my entity
let me show the horizon mid-shadow of the glows,
passing the daylight of the sun and push the
sheltering sounding choir of angel voice in our hearts
of cherishing love that beacon's in our lives
my whole self, offer the birth of what is today and
nay let my hand wash my taste that leads of what you
have seen today; pour out all the tears, droplets of
sweet fall may call my regrets
now the Roses have grown us tall, waiting us to fall,
ask my hand that you will be back again in my
dreamy night that leads me to call, come my dear
someone, as the night may not close for the night may
fall
where my heart can run to, for not in your tears i am
please, haiku sway my dream, blew and flew, where
you want me to go, for the day has not ended in your
pedestal i owe
i come for you to stay in my beaconing dream of
today, nay! leave my whole self leads me to a journey
of lasting memory my dear heart......
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Falling Rain
let me tell you, beyond this time
things comes without pain
for a grown up birds, whisper when
every time the wings fall down
to the ground as the wind calls
to fly
hey not you have made the sun shine,
yet! the bright rays touches the
clouds whenever the bits of tide
shadowed the night, that leads open
wide the calmness heart that prays
wish wet my empty moment, to
remember of what will be the end
knowing that beyond today, the
falling tears leads the rain
swayed down the horizon of the sea
dream
vast of memoir gossip my tears
until, droplets of spring wait the
dawn to rise...
poem by Antonio Liao
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How The Heart Approaches What It Yearns
In the blue light
Of the belvedere motel
Wondering as the television burns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
In a fever
I distinctly hear your voice
Emerging from a dream, the dream returns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
After the rain on the interstate
The headlights slide past the moon
A bone-weary traveler
Waits by the side of the road
Wheres he goin?
I dream we are lying on the top of a hill
And headlights slide past the moon
I fold in your arms
And your voice is the heat of the night
Im on fire
In a phone booth
In some local bar and grill
Rehearsing what Ill say, my coin returns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Goodbye
a sweet goodbye placidly says a welcome hello
for another day to stay, in a moment of time in the
heart that always look for a beautiful adieu
as the butterfly whisper the morning dew and
smell the singing of the lovely sky, the humid cool
air weightless stare the timeless beginning of a
blooming flower, to fly beyond the memory to see
hug the meaning of what your presence call and
feel the touching mole in the shinning kiss the lips
recall, nothing but say i do, in the past my heart
will say it true, come and be my lady forever more
the river flows in the ocean floor would see, in
far North the icy flash where the heaven goes the
breezing air repose, now tell, the dawning night the
knight fall into the heaven nest may toll
where is the humming bird settle in the teary
eyes the falling tear dropp dried, wipe my moment to
last for the hour never laps, touch not my past, nay!
dream that wash me out, for the sun still dry waiting
to say dear goodbye
let the sea always watch, drained in the rain that
catch, welcome the river that always call in the
ocean water that never full.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Another goodbye
Another goodbye
~
Saying goodbye
To another dream, another love
Saying goodbye, another night
Like so many before it
Where a realisation dawns
This this idea of love
This notion by the heart
Which longs to love and be loved
Shall never come to be known
For all the efforts and words
The was never any beginning
Or sign that a dream could be
So it come to this once more
The tired farewell I’ve often said
The journey to move on, alone
Another goodbye I’m tired of saying
When I hoped to win your heart
To know you in private company
And feel you kiss upon my lips
Those same lips which now recite
Goodbye sweet love goodbye
You were only ever a dream
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God speaks in dream
salvation started with a dream, life we take, is but a life we had lived before, and to remember is mint to forget, only by closing our eyes then we will remembered that life we live is just a journey to remember the past
dream of a dreams, a passion of the soul, echo in the wilderness of eternity of memories, that lives in the havoc of time, where our hearts linger to listen
salvation is tasted, before it started, we have been there, until it lasted in birth we are created, a creation that molded and folded our journey to a new dream, where we have to begin, a life that is new, the salvation that made it true
God's wisdom speaks in dream, leads us the perfect path to be back in the right track, for in God's kingdom, everybody is welcome, to live with others in harmony with God, where everybody is happy and free
live it now, dream with other dreams, believe that you can be, in a dream salvation is free.....God speaks in dream
poem by Antonio Liao
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Unbroken line of Love
fountain sprinkles, wonderful cooled fog, touches
my emotion of contentment, a magic that maybe now
and then a beginning of an end, torching my feeling
of burning incense longing of you
walk with me, to the corridor and feel my life;
like seeing the past returning each journey with you
and believing the sun has gone down to the lingering
home of a beautiful sunset
the past hold me to siphoned my imagination of
your beauty; the wonderful faces and the passionate
voice of the Jen in the enchanted kingdom, choruses
saying the yes in me, blinded to capture my hesitation
and the only face, my heart desire
no one have ever question my loyalty, for only
the honest feeling i can find in my deepest soul reveals.
as i know that, time has turn to a fundamental reality
that you are true to me, even in a little way, you have
return the day for a life time to serve with me, something
that what matter in my dream
love me, that no one have ever done, now that i
can see all of what is been suspended in my wildest
dream have come to witness the faith that now, you have
given to me, let this be the sole of everything in the
horizon of our unending beginning of living till, time has
come to an end with you
its not how many years we have been together and
not even the smile you cheer in the wedding day and the
ring seen in our fingers would ease that something in
me where i can't explain, but what matter most is what
our heart loves it more...... I love you....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Emotional Discourse.....
pain hurt and buried me to the ground, the
scatter hope of my dream birth the beginning
of my tomb; the hyperbole of waiting to the
endless touch and passion of my longing
suck my finger into the dungeon of the
spirited darkness, iam waiting to face my time;
hold me not to damn my poison in the taste
of your hand, trembling like a emptied heart
touches my spirit of wish, i quest
temp lost my tie and brings me to the highest sky
receive no not my tears iam loosing my grip, put
my lonely heart in the clear heaven and show me
the deeming light that you past bye
come my dear heart and hope that, the pointless
journey regret no return and the light had showed
me the lasting memory of your stay
me, the shadow of today has just return in your
faceless stay of the moment i lay.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Read my Lips
gripping and stumbling down, like a stream of
straw berry in the milky sweet lips, waiting for you
to come in the middle of the meadow of daffodils
in the dawning morning
holding the edge of the past, wondering the emotion
that settle in the wilderness of endless beauty in your
eyes and touching the dark of you; giving you the
hope to lean on in my arm with a daring heart that
makes you the wonderful lady of today
behold, as you're the moment of the age and wonder
that forever my dear comes to unite in the immortality
of every soul as the heart that rekindled in the losing
time, for each beat hammer the point of a journey that
never was experienced i breathe
come as what you say for me, and let all the puzzled
past resemble in today's celebration for i will always
be in you, my dear someone to stay......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Last night I had a dream
Last night i had a dream
a dream about a future
a future that i had buried
deep within
A dream that made me wonder
how deep is that burial place
within me
Last night i had a dream
a dream about a past
a past that my memory
refuses to name.
Dug up by another name from
that very past
Last night i had a dream
a dream about the present
a present that i choose to
live in oblivion off.
a present with hurt, betrayal
pain and sadness
A present that however hard
i run away from shackles
me to my past and my future
chains, which i am unable to
break free from
which tie me down and make me who and what i am
Last night i had a dream
do i wish to wake up and
face reality.
are not the dream and the reality
one and the same.
Last night i had a dream
a dream or was i awake
finally.
poem by Jasveen Ahluwalia
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Dream Dinners
dream wake me not to my deep emotional distress
as I want to close the shadow of the past, touching
my sobering illusion of your beauty
sleep my dear heart the morning waits for your
midnight deep slumbers, and as you go remember
that letting me wash my shivering hair would soon
fly in the early sky
let me be the beginning of your dream, the dining
horizon of your everlasting stay in the eternity that
awaits the unspoken words of silent love
the cup pour out the harness of perfume and the
smile smell the poison of truth, standing where the
point has to reveals the endless halos of sincerity
of your stay
you have come and witness the rainbow of
teardropp as it showered the grain of pellets of the
future, hold and catch that wisdom that will leads
every path to the Galaxy of dream dinner of
tomorrow
the moon stood up high and as its bright in every
tree in a glittering star of your poem; hasten our
streaming dream of peace and liberty we want to
die ……..
“ a poem dedicated to poet Tamara Hanaring …..
the Passion of a poet “
poem by Antonio Liao
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Dream On (live, MTVIcon)
Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines in my face gettin' clearer
The past is gone;
It went by like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way?
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay
I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin;
You got to lose to know how to win.
Half my life's in books' written pages,
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true,
All the feelings
Come back to you.
Sing with me,
Sing for the year,
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear.
Sing it with me
If it's just for today,
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away.
(aaaaaaaaa...)
Sing with me,
Sing for the year,
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear.
Sing it with me
If it's just for today,
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away.
(come on )
Dream on, dream on, dream on,
Dream yourself a dream come true.
Dream on, dream on, dream on,
Dream until your dream comes true.
Dream on, Dream on, Dream on,
Dream, Dream ,Dream come true
Dream on, Dream on, Dream on, Dream on
Dream on, Dream on, Dream on (aaa...)
song performed by by Train
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I will be your eyes.......
until the final hour will come to close the dawning
sky i will be the eyes that see the wonderful scenery of our
hearts and offer thee the beaconing soul of thirst for you
and me
build the mighty kingdom of my immortal freedom,
reach the zooming mind of light to conquer the heart that
calls, the shadow of the past and learn to accept that the
dream you touch comes from my magical spell of vanity of
words that captures the endless passion of loving you
till the sun will shine and as the blood run from the
eternal soul of my precious being, the stream of sea dropp of
salt wonder the illusion of taste in your thought, never give
up, it’s just a beginning to unlock the oracle of time that you
will always be in my side
pick it up; your time will just come in a sudden moment,
like a flap of a wings of an angel, wondering to settle down
in the most comfortable fly in the horizon of dream, where
nest of eggs waited the warm up feathers of thy mother's
hug
leads me to face the vacuum of my humble vision and
guide my lonely heart to make it pure, in your timeless love
of care, as you hide away of where my immortal soul stay for
eternity
lean me your heart and hear that the night does not fall my
dear it is only your eyes that close
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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My dream wonder my wish
the soul witness my desire and the beginning
of my contentment lies down of what my life has
done, the past have already gone and wait for
another time that it will be done
none comes new, but everything goes old, what
makes it so pleasing to see and feel the tenderness
await welcoming the desire of once the heart in
viewed
it is a kind of magic that seems real to touch and the
hearts depart; like castle in the air, building though
its not there, the magic that you can't smile but you
know that you are here
just close and capture the harmony of the past as
it resembled in the heart that wish, to be in reality of
what your ecstasy would be, nay the soul wouldn't
close the journey it showed the wonder of time
that exists in the mind it resists
make your whole self reflects, like your spirit that
rejoice in good tiding it cheers, the wonder of your
dream in your great wish to come true...............
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”
poem by Antonio Liao
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Reach high and dream higher
pole vault, is the measure of speed and high surfing
the altitude, as it conquers time come the most
prevailing passion of self esteem of droplets of sweat
echoed in every stream
look, nay close the night the riding black stallion
wait the return of the Capricorn; patiently
waiting the rainbow of the halos of the nightly aim of
nightfall memories of the past, astonished the boggle
of the eyed revelation
show me the bow and i give you the arrow that
focus the target to know the carpet of honor in your
naked hand; with shield and scavvard in your whist,
pushing the riding chariot to climb in the sky of reality
blew the wind of fume of destiny, the rocks that
wrath each tangle dream promise every step to rise; the
land where wary tears dried for victory who come to
fight with luminous heart for harmony
perfect my dream, as i will bring your promise in the
avenue of today, for tomorrow is the past to remember
and the presence of your vision to come for this
moment.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Ballad of Our Love...
oh so pure is the projection of this dream
my only dream – upon our past…
I’m giving birth to how our love
would have been life’s most tender home
and to how gracefully our souls
would have been blessed…
and I am painting you the picture
of our passion and delight
and I am rhyming you our every day and night…
come, hold my hand, my man, my mate
it’s not too late…it’s not too late…
here are our mountains and our moors
our savage bushlands and our shores…
here is the forest of our weightless
wondrous Mays…
oh so pure is the projection of this dream
my only dream – upon our past…
you are my pride, my boy, my guide
and I’m your womangirl, your brumby
I’m your butterfly, your dawn
your fawn, your bride…
come, hold my hand, my man, my mate
it’s not too late…it’s not too late…
here is our house, our cherished haven
here’s our kitchen, here’s our bed…
this is the bright and brilliant ballad
of the words we would have said…
oh so pure is the projection of this dream
my only dream – upon our past…
these are our children, see them smile
while they are playing in the yard…
this is the everlasting thruth
I’m gently laying in the lightrose of your heart…
poem by Rikki Keller
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Lament Words
let the angel chilled its voice
as they whisper the tiredness heart
of listening, twist every
touch and wiggle the dragon tail
to hold the sis-sling
fire of the gun scattered the land
as the flesh of blood
smell the phantom of death in
each arm of
mercy
a tongue that bleeds of secrecy
brings pain to the wound,
as the eyes looks back to see
the sky that murmur; let the silent lips
return, waiting
the dangles clouds of the sky that brings rain,
oh! Dear ears value every droplet
of open window of
steering words
and push back each blue sky
to lament the guiding
flight
trim the colorful mood,
a special ingredient wash out the shadow of the
past, leaving of what is yesterday
for today is just
an element of living stone of
tomorrow
chop of what blood smell;
listen to the eyes that tell, as you
always come to see the
light of perfection …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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