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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Perfect person i adore, only perfect person i'm assured
If only I knew that, I’ll found a person like you,
my heart will be so happy, and my day comes into a
living legacy of the memory of every yesterday, and
as i leave the portal of today, the past comes the day
to remember the present of what was the moment of the
past, for only today that makes the meaning of what
is year after years gone
flaccidly leads me to what the dream comes, easy to
live in the abundance of the heart the soul speak and the
wreath of victory lingers in every moment of the past, a
happy memory shared and a joy wondered that leads to
master the hallucinating shooting star, where the
blissfulness of time settled in your alluring heart of
love
come and touch my peaceful harmony of rhythmic
passion, live the harpoon of the growing glows of living,
fear me not for I make you the queen of my trembling
honest life, the true and genuine truth of loving you, would
always stay in your everlasting memory of eternity
perfect me in your Heart, and the Spirit that loose…..tied
you in my Soul
poem by Antonio Liao
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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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Egg cell in the Egg yoke
peace is what the heart wish, wanted to dream and unlash
the trembling dream to unify the daring struggle as the world
offer the newness of time; amidst the uncertainty of each
moment
stand beneath the golden ball of sun passing my eyelids of
fear, the glittering flame engulf my deep sleep in the middle
of the night, my dear love one soundly nap in my lap; listening
my sweet hymn of a wonderful goodbye; with a flashing of
lightning speed up my face i close
say i stop flashing my ball, stay my side, where I stare my
angry heart, wait i go and lay, never return with empty handed
of blood, catch the rolling fire in my hand its dry, as tear fall to
the ground and the grave leave no mercy, the darkness has come
without me, i am the total surrender of the flesh I love seeing
death in the soil you return
a game without a same, as you play, everybody gain the
glooming world to flame; the wonderful great light exploded in
the amazing world of misery as the end stop to begin and each
one never be the same, for today becomes the past to pray
open your heart again, listen the heart that sing in harmony
with a child that whisper the winning voice of great super power
of pain; remember that; like a wind the dust follows each
direction of no where to go, leaving the shadow of you in the
memory of the ray that always stay in the blooming flower of
a beautiful garden of creation
be a man of today, follow the wisdom of the heart and lead
the future of a wonderful sky to fly............
' stop, look and listen, nuclear super distribution is not the
answer of an angry world to live, open be a man of God,
lead the world of harmony of love '
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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Love Yourself...I Do!
I love myself…in and of this very moment
I will be what I can be
In and of this very moment
For this very moment
Is all that truly exists
Yesterday… no more than a memory
An fading echo in the mist
Tomorrow…only an expectation
Of what our mind thinks is to yet to be
Tomorrow…a figment of our imagination
That we may never come to see
The choice is mine
To be mellow…to have bliss
I’ll not belittle myself
Nor hold myself remiss
Today I’ll see and recognize
Only things worthy and good
For in this moment, I realize
Of what not to value…and of what I should
Today…yes this very moment
I’ll like me…and I’ll persist
For this very precious moment…right now
Is all that truly…exists
Love yourself…forgive yourself
live in and of… this very moment
poem by David Whalen
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Lime of a new Beginning
each has its own time, to believe of what is tomorrow
to live, a turning point of one's own beginning where, God
the most high respected the outcome, for it is the only honor
of your humble respect
lost in the dark, waited the dawn to shine, the
unwavering butterfly wish to touch the magnefico of
the sweet petal, humming like bees in the celebrity of great
feast day in the honey comb where, everybody sleep the
tenderness of night and enjoy the full of memory of
happiness
the meaning, the answer of every dream; the bits and
pieces of what is today, the lime of every drink that free us
from a great surrender of one's call, to pursue, even it hurt
to the wish of uncertain end, as the elements of any courage,
to forward each fate with out faith in sanctity of an angel of
light, the hope that begin with no illusion of what was the
past
you may be not the styles idol of the house, but the
pedestal of the wall that brings the house to become a home,
make the best for you for what last forever is the years
together, the past of today that leads the way to lay your
bottomless heart in every moment of countless days gone
by
let the battle begin, my heart is open and my hand waited to
bring my empty shield to the pedestal of your honest love,
await my humble soul to hold the victory, of your prize, for
winning is the beginning of achieving the flame of history
with you....i will
poem by Antonio Liao
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Life
I've seen the light and I've
seen the fate
And I walked away
Still I'm ok
I remember the pain inside
from the day when my mother died
Never went away
It's still here today
[Chorus]
Ya born alone
Ya die alone
And still we live on
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
And my baby he went to sleep
in his mother's arms we pray to keep
He shyed away
He never lived a day
Best friend call me up to say
with a gun in his hand said he's goin' crazy
Said you'll be ok
he still died the next day
[Chorus]
Ya born alone
Ya die alone
And still we live on
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
I stood in line
I've lost my pride
I've made the change
I'm a better man today
Death brings life
Still we try
To live a better way
Before your dyin day
[Chorus]
Ya born alone
Ya die alone
And still we live on
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yea yea
Yesterday is a memory
But today
it's a bitch
[fades]
Yea yea
Yesterday is a memory
tomorrow is a vision...
[Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics]
song performed by by Zug Izland
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Water from the Dust
Just as the pang melted the pain of birth, touching the inner
shadow of blooming sweet on the glittering eyes of the mother
has wonder the passion of life, in the honey comb of the womb
as it welcome the night comes another unbelievable daylight,
unwavering pinnacle of a beautiful sunrise hover the cloudy sky
of victory of a little child born in the midst of a tiny clot of dust
in the moisture of hyacinth dew
perfect as the creator, mystery shade the pavement of
existence that life step forward to the destined heaven of the
highest most journey where, once all were citizen has fall and
will return; a returning home of joy and happiness of the
Father bosom arm
weak tells me the same, and the strength that i owe, invites
to come to know the direction, of one has to go and the
memory has gone; yoke of what is today, as the future fade
for everybody has to stay, that each end is just a only a dust in
the wondering water it surpass of stream to play
leave my breathe away, squander all the given moment of
the past, and never tell the soul that the dust comes from heart
leaves no direction forever more.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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I'll wait for the Second Dawn......
may you came late to my life, as the
ageless moment flew in the past of today
you who lend me to feel the resounding
echo of thy heart, whisper the mocking
birds of my inner heart and calls to listen
in the harbor of celestine shore
come in, lovely wind and hold my
face folding your immense calmness that
i adore, wait until, dawn, of where my
chime call for thee
let the flower bloom in your hair
and lead me to honor your command, the
sprouted glows flower in your way
wind callous me to wake, in the dream
day that i wish and show the real you in
the face of today, my soul greeted for
thee, make a million sea's for the dune
has to say forever free
goodbye dear heart, now the wind blows
as it might be the end of seeing my lovely
hope that i may see
oh! droplets of dew sizzle the falling
flowers of beautiful moment to stay
pick me up dear ……
poem by Antonio Liao
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A wishing dream
hello! what time is it now, the step that wake every
awaken sleep, a sweet hello in the pillow as the blanket
cover its feet, and shame touches the toughest skin
flatten
clock, sound is not the same, and the morning cockle
with the crows of the early dine, the zooming wings
whisper the shading clouds in the splendid blue sky,
the wait is over
color my dream and paint with the arrow of the rainbow
of the cherry blossom and the red carpet of the harmony
reaches to the seven heaven, where the falling star,
capture the journey of where to begin
listen as i draft, the beginning of my stay, sculpt and nothing
will stay with a pieces of memory that i was once in your
dream painting the years of today, tell me then, that worth
comes one more in the painted design of my love in your
awakening moment with me
and as tomorrow shall be, coming to stay, in the great
design, it would be the precious beginning of my life
in a painted eternity.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Blue Jade Heaven
now the arrow pointed to the northern star, as the sun
watch along with the clouds in the sky, comes the
eyes of the moon, waiting the beginning of the glows
of rays, splendidly ride in the Dragon of every
sprouted blooms of the Cherry trees
be the way of lovely Daffodils, floats in the early moist
of cool fog, as it lingers your day with the wisdom of
the beautiful Lilies in the wild and capture the freezing,
silent of the night, oh! the humid of the breeze gallops
my dearest heart to wake up in the middle of my
sweeten sleep
why should i close my eyes when i feel the trembling
lips of waiting; open it again for you to come again in
my motionless feeling of love, take my tongue and be
the moment of wish of my mortal kiss
forward those looks and take the precious jewels of
journey of today, the golden fog, crystallized each drops
of dew, like color of your dream in the harmony of time
with me, decent those tears and traverse the rail on the
path of success with you, the high noon never dropp to
low
ring the Bell now and watch the river flow as the birds
bring the smooth perfume of dream in your midst of the
day, the light have come to witness that throne; and vow
to serve you forever dear, in the no where to find, yet!
only in my arm, i love you
it is not a blind goodbye that my heart depart, for
yesterday is forever lost, a history to pass bye and
tomorrow is just a mystery to believe in and today is the
gift of loving you forever; my dear blue jade of heaven,
my darling forever I will wait for you
you're the presence of mine..........
“this poem is dedicated to all widows and widowers “
……….someday you will find a new sweet beginning of
Memory to live ………
poem by Antonio Liao
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The morning comes late
all i give is to what is life, all i take is for you, all i made is to make
what you are today, all is just a vanity like smoke that fade in a blink
of an eye
as the night passes the day, all are counted merit for you, all is
given credit what you have done, the pain, the agony, the victory,
the joy are all for you
the happiness you offer to the world, is but a essence of what you
are in this creation, be apart for in every part you made, it might
be the last moment of your stay
it is in this victory that you are call, it is in this happiness that you
have to serve, it is in this life that you exist to procreate, the given
task, only in you, knows that you are in a journey of this life
in every morning, if the sun stand, anchor in your bed and you
feel that you are fine, let your heart tells and be not wary, for the
you are in a journey of no turning back
time is but a moment of an endless journey, a blink of where soul
stand still, of no where to define, just an aura of nothing happen,
only the past will tell, of who you are in every beginning
let your soul move on, of where to floats, angel from different
direction will blew your heart to a place where, you never forget
and you will remember, that once upon a time, your immortal
soul belong and have live this majestic state
just wait, you will be honored and respected according to what
you gain, it is just a passing scene in your heart witness only by
your soul the everything you have made in you life
may you wake up in good faith and live this life to be continued
to life everlasting, have a nice and beautiful morning
poem by Antonio Liao
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Like memory
Love me like a memory
Never let me go
Hold me close forever
Let those feelings flow
Don’t look back at yesterday
You will only find the past
Love me in the here and now
We will truly make it last
Love me like a memory
I will love you from the heart
A love that’s ever lasting
Existing from the start
Love me like each heartfelt smile
That you will send my way
Love me more tomorrow
Precious moments in our day
Love me like a memory
Never with regret
The world looks bright and cheery
This heart will not forget
I promise that I will love you
Every moment of each day
A memory ongoing
It will not fade away
Love me like a heartbeat
A pulse that never ends
Arms wrapped around each other
Where we started out as friends
Love me like a memory
Our future appears so bright
I will love you every moment
Every day and every night
poem by William Lindenmuth
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Long live America
triumphantly they shout, jubilantly they celebrate, joyfully
they sing their voice of praises and thanks, its a day and
a moment, to remember that the nation has come together
to face the new challenge of a new America
it is a call to victory, all are winners, all are beginners, to a
new vision of what awaits to the American people in the
high way of change, for every one holds a breath of history,
a chapter in every pages of life, in search to a prosperous,
nation
dream are only a dreams, shackle in the ecstasy of memories,
just always remembered, our dear forefather for they believed
of what they envision of the future, their hearts leads us to
conquer of what is today and now is the moment to grasp, of
what is time in our hands
today is the future that holds, and tomorrow is the day to stay,
live it today for this future lies only in our hands, a lesson to
know that yesterday is just a steps for to day's to come
long live AMERICA, there is only one America to live, like
America, a home that every one is free, a nation that God
will find its way, to be bless through out eternity
poem by Antonio Liao
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The promise of Love
like a shooting star, waited to long, wonder as the sky
is to high; and swept every twinkling eyes, a wish to a
beautiful day for tomorrow set a part of mine
it's a promise of a golden horizon, forward of every
dream, dressed in all regalia's suited to be displayed
and prize that only the heart can buy
sweeten my dear love, the star may come for you to
make it shine; and the wishing shore bleed its wonderful
glow, paving the way for you to stay as for me to go
make all the day and welcome, the tiny breathless
smile, as you give your surrender in your way, witness my
precious moment for you; to shout and hug the thing of
what you want me to be, today and the future will come
now, till it never ends of what will be the blind can see, for
even the angel will see the true and genuine heart of what
it will be....from this on....my life....will be free......my
Darling
poem by Antonio Liao
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Could Be A Poem?
This poem could be
The greatest thing you've ever heard
Like a verbal bird
Free to fly around the confines of your mind
Or maybe like a kite, flying freely caressed by the wind
There for you to repeat it again and again
This poem could be manipulated, congratulated, or disintegrated
It could even get frustrated if you fail to catch it's meaning
Demeaning one of the reasons it was written
To be heard, not deferred, or unnerved
It was made to inspire
Requiring the constant retire
That is your head
This poem could be life or death
The poem could convince you to put yourself
At risk to knowledge or to bullets
There is no chaos; There is harmony
There is no emotion; there is peace
OR
Through passion, I gain strength
Through strength, I gain power
Through power, I gain Victory...
Victory...
Victory...
This poem could be
This poem could be like victory
Great for the moment
Then lost in time
Lost in echoes
Lost in rhyme
Lost in justice
Lost in crime
Just lost
Then found!
Bound to the world by the person who hears it
This poem could be
Garbage
If you can't see the moral at the end of the story
No worries though
'Cause no deposit, no return
This poem could be
Over
But it's not
It lives for as long as you choose to
Hear it, Take it, Live it
This poem could be...
This poem could be..
My lord, WHAT this poem could be!
This poem could start a revolution, but it could end one too
This poem can and will make things happen
Bound and Determined
Or maybe
This poem could be
Just a poem?
poem by Dre' Porcher
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I'll bring that love wherever I'll go
What ever it ends, you have place in my heart, wherever
I’ll go, I’ll always love you, and if I lost my life, I’ll Offer
it to you, the breath that I’ll take will always be with you
until, my soul leaves with a memory to tell that I love
you
Now the world is so full not empty, the sky will be happy
not lonely, and the birds can fly knowing that you are here
to stay and the fish swims, even in the turmoil rough sea’s,
Yes! while the world is rejoicing and the angels in heaven
gloriously sing, the love that I take will always be the same;
the vision that my heart sing and the happiness my soul
swings, will always be true, for in every moment I breathe, I
breathe it with you
The love we shared is, the essence of the day, the kiss in
your lip's bring the light that bright, the aspiration each of
us wish, is always be the beginning of the star above, where
can my joy stay, with you everything goes happy, the warm
touch make my whole life so splendid leaving my own entity
to the destiny I’m touch
Show me, the start, leave me to begin, and lead me to
pursue the pointless end, that you care for me, here my soul
vow in the shadow of the timeless beginning, where I go
from here, take care, my hand and leave not my own, it’s the
eternity I aim
Treasure I hold the memory of LOVE, I’ll bring…..Dear
poem by Antonio Liao
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Smile.......
funny the day, that wait the child to live,
as the nipple complete the milk of the
a lip that touches thy mother arm
live for years in every beginning of a
mother lap, laughter echo in every corner
waiting of thy hug, feeling great a rendezvous
of tears of a hungry child in floored mess
grown to be adult and walk for a growth,
sing for the future and waited to come for
new beginning to live
listen before, as tomorrow is the direction of
life and today is the point of departure, always
see the fading day, all is just mute to touch and
walk the right path for you to be happy
remember the simple smile, the dear parent
says goodbye and always keep it up high, for
today is just a memory of smile, of what
tomorrow's everlasting memories of your smile
smile ….. though you’re heart is aching
poem by Antonio Liao
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Memory of Us
The memories we have
Might be like the blowing breeze
Passing through without any impression
But,
Your memory of us
Memory of our laughs
And our togetherness
Hopefully will always stay in our deepest heart
Be the beautiful memory we ever have
(Dedicated to my Listening I&II lecturer)
poem by Little Red Apple
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Memory's Shadow
Faces and names lost in haze and dark
Hurts and blames always leaving their mark
Pain and lies only sink into grey
Lovers and friends gradually fade away
Towers of power brought down low
Where? All there in memory’s shadow
A promise made down on one knee
A first kiss made under an ancient oak tree
An action of hate against a community
Consequences revealed in a moment of clarity
A shot to the head not painful or slow
All held right there in memory’s shadow
Snapshots of a time long since past
Fragments salvaged in hope they will last
Pieces of horror we do not want to keep
Slices of life to make grown men weep
A farewell to a beauty to whom love we did show
Will always be caught there in memory’s shadow
The good and the bad locked behind closed doors
Offering an angel’s joy, or pain of festering sores
To drive the mind into torment or to set it free
To make sure I remember you and you also do me
From the first spark of light to Death’s diminishing glow
All is there to be found in memory’s shadow
poem by Anthony Lund
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