Off Today
where the door is close, wish that it will be open, see the
naked self and ask for nothing than a blessing that a wish
of cleverness embrace the loneliness of ages come
find the glance of grace, as the hands wrinkle the
dying blossom flesh of yesteryear's alertness as it
past the glory of wonderful moment of vagueness, whom
the conqueror's fate has suddenly fade
wisdom loose to dream, where the brave still fight
to see the victory, tongue split no words, by the node,
everything come to find the glorified hero of the
past, stand stood as it used to be, for every strength is
but a sweat of sweet remembrance of what
is today be Alive
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Masterpiece of Perfection
a glow of light hauls the rainbow of perfection
waiting the rays to hide the glory of success,
for nothing leaves without the sting of death.
the destiny of taste sweet embrace remorse
find the moist of the ocean wave, shout the
tremor of the thunder, cast the valiant of the
sea and hide the rock in the cliff, where a
caption of words powered every strength
to live
leave me the feet of the brave, the clouds
close the sky of wonder, save the best sword
for my hands for nothing left than an eyes to
bring, the wisdom of today
oh! my great youth, join my thirst to find
the end of what will be the future, I maybe...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Eye To Eye
Well, I'd like to figure out where we stand
Before darkness falls
And I'd like to figure out
Before too late
Before hope is lost
Cause the sun that's shining on my face
Is shining down on you
And the fruit that gives me strength to live
Is giving you strength too
Can we find a way to find a compromise
Tho' we don't see eye to eye
Eye to eye
Well, I'd like to figure out a way
To leave a troubled past behind
To forget those angry words and wars we fought
Across the battle lines
Cause tomorrow we could find a road to peace
For you and me
And our children in their innocence
Will follow what they see
Oh, we've got to find a way to live our lives
Tho' we don't see eye to eye
Oh...how easy it would be
To close the door and walk away
I can't walk out when I believe
You are my brother
And we owe it to each other
We've got to try
Tho' we don't see eye to eye
Eye to eye
Oh...how easy it would be
To close the door and walk away
I can't walk out when I believe
You are my brother
And we owe it to each other
We've got to try
Tho' we don't see eye to eye
Eye to eye
Eye to eye
Well, I'd like to find a way
Tho' we don't see eye to eye
Eye to eye
Well, I'd like to figure out where we stand
Before darkness falls...
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Together We Will Dream Again
you’re leaving in the land where you've seen the first
light and as you're living in the land which full of
abundance, whisper me dear the failure of your success,
that sublime of my promise of the past, waiting the
glittering darkness to shine in my sight
the day when the star believe the beginning of the night
is the day where, the light comes in its amazing grace
of glooming sky, as it wondered in the sea; wishing to
obey the harboring morning in the sun of the horizon line
beneath the ocean wave of time
rise and stand, dear heart and sings that song, of never
had ever sang, the hand still stand, in every minute of
every strand, waving like a tiny finger catches little drops
of moist in the golden moon, fuming to wait in the
humming wind in the night with fun
hurdle that bits and pieces, loose your grip, the mind can't
understand what the heart resist, the bottom tap is to
sweet like butterfly wish to seat, in the bottom tap, lies a
sipping tips of needle, where everybody always find the
day to find as easy to lie
close your heart and open your soul, a dried up tears in
you’re wonderful sight, will blind your beautiful eye, be
wary of the rain that touches your hair, and suck the
countless cooled day, a wagon await your stay like fancy
in your neck ready to slay, your beautiful morning is out of
your mercy
today is to believe that yesteryears apart is a dream to
fulfill and a moment of the past, welcome to see today as
the beginning of every yesterdays return.........
poem by Antonio Liao
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As you come to my Senses.......
walk down the path, full of passing memories
and win the past, leaving to the sadness of limbo
into the garrison of ghettos, where you'll stay
speed off, what you've have felt the drowning
pulse of a beating heart and wait the pleasing
moment of my spirited wings of satisfying hope
in you
close my envy of what was your dream, climb
the thundering fears of returning beauty in your
aspiration, as you touch my forgiving hammock
of strength, pushing to stand in my mid-air stunt
of reality
go, an extra mile for the step i stop, may leads
your way to find the real and genuine high way of
what you want to reach; the sand dunes, ashore the
beautiful pebbles of every rock shattered in the cliff
of water
open of what is close and please close of what was
is open to accept the heraldic search of what is the
senses find, as the ending song started of every lyric
you sing, and begins in your harmonics tune in the
key of C
come and as you leave, to what you'll have
started; stay and forward, hold your day's of the past,
aim high and accept of what is weak, before a winner
shout for joy in every heart that call
hold my hand and forget the day, soon you will
find and reach the sky.....of today
poem by Antonio Liao
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I am empty, old, poor, but smell good
got a fresh one... everytime we look for food,
vegetable, milk, fish, and even our eyes want
to see fresh beautiful women and handsome
gentlemen... a part of us is something that
tells that we came from fresh origin
remember when the first time we meet our
husband and wife... they were so sweet and
tender.... like a first morning dew, waiting the
early morning to come, beneath the horizon
dawn of the earth and sky
it is the present that tells the past, for today
is the present and it tells that iam fresh until
you lost your appetite of what is today
today is what you saw, in the yesteryear's, for
it does not close my dear, it is only your eyes
that closed, ages... is moment to live....a state
of wisdom to share...a grit.... to hold on too..
with you
as you steer at me...iam old....rotten...broken...
yet so sweet to smell... like as years gone-by,
the smell remind you the fragrance you want...
is yourself that lives in me......it is in me that.....
is in you.... we smell
poem by Antonio Liao
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If you want to Die
oh! death where are you, where can I
found you, your cleverness naked my
looks, you deceive as if you lost, and
come where poison lashes my soul
you’re the victor that control my heart
in vain
dilute my heart and empty my spirit,
harness my wickedness and fight my
strength, you hold the key to make
me genuine, a stone that burn off fire,
close the door that open the mighty
force of my soul
light every corner that stand, inflame
the heart that broke and filter the
rainbow, where grace of love, enfold
the greatness of your command and
make everything will be done, in thy
Father magic wand
lives no doubt in your heart for the
soul that stand in hell goes not hot,
rain comes and it may flew, for in the
day of judgment only few, each life will
be at the stand waiting to understand
what the Lord has done.......if you
want to die.....God…. have
mercy in you
poem by Antonio Liao
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Conquerer
He climbs inside the looking glass
And points at anything he hates
He calls to you "Hey look out son
That's a gun they're pointing at your pretty face"
And the heads they are a rolling
Cause the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
Five hundred little women are calling
At their hero's door
Yes, their hero is working overtime
He's squirming on an empty floor
And the heads they are a rolling
Cause the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
He's bought the castle on the hill
He's bought it just to knock it down
The local power shout him down
They say he's just an empty-headed clown
And the heads they are a rolling
Cause the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
He's busy building monuments
To hide inside his empty grave
You there, can you find some souls?
He's looking for some people to save
And the heads they are a rolling
Cause the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
And the words of love are killing him
And the conqueror is on his way
And the words of love were lying on an empty floor
Just in the place where the conqueror lay
song performed by by Genesis
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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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Constant Time
Time past and the future give way to this present picture,
But can somebody tell me how to recognize that gate that leads to the bed of roses,
We speak about the future like the past is a grain of sand on the shore,
Washed away by the ocean tide,
Giving way to new grains to make a portrait of the present,
These past memories stay deep in our heart like the depths of the ocean,
Though it gets washed back to shore ones in a blue moon,
Reminding us that our past is a standard measurement of our strength,
Time moves so fast making the past to fade away,
this makes us seem so secured about the present,
Forgetting the fact that our present becomes our past that was once a present from nature as a new day,
Some take the future to be a dream and a wish,
But I take my future to be what I see when I stand from the bottom of the mountain to look at the top,
And my past to be the depth of the ocean that can always be washed ashore …
The only thing I can control is my present,
Yes cos my mind controls my hands to give you a flash of what goes on in my head
Like this words i write to you was once my future and will become my past, making my future my past and my past my future..So ironical isn’t it?
Standing here I sure know 1 thing,
I will reach the top by that foot path,
Yes of course it’s not to mean that I wouldn’t fall,
But I have to break myself off my present past and walk with grace to stand where I belong,
There where I am the king of my destiny,
The past is just going to be a page of memories,
And my future will become my present making time constant in my head,
Because I stand on my past which was once my present and my present which was once my future, making time equal and constant
As I flip thru this page of life,
By: ade
poem by Adeniran Oluokun
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Dandelion
Wind spread cotton wings
white and light
and it's you try to fly
away from this ground
A field of dandelions
You traveling by the air
With the emotions there
A will to find a strength
Before grow as a new dandelion
I know u will be a brave one
Time to discover earth in your lifetime
Brave just like other dandelion
Great to know you will be fine
Cause i hope u always fine
Forbidden line is not exist
You free across the mist
At least for you, dandelion
Flying freely and not afraid
The choice you take
It's not wrong to be brave
I know one day you will find a place
Somewhere for you growing strong and flowering grace
Perhaps we don't know where but you deserve something
Like dancing in the air you will cheer with happiness
There's still a long journey
Before a seed to find a site
A basement to grow
Taller and restart great life,
Bear everything all bright
Just like other dandelions
Nobody wanted or invite hurt
But poison comes with remedy
O Friend make easy stand
Close friend will never end
Understanding is the sand
For you dandelion growing strength
White wings make beautiful land
It's been a while but i know
One day you will travel far from here
We will always keep in touch
That not much what u ask but it is a must
Because you my friend is not like a dust
To left and ignore after the past
Sometimes hello dont need a bye
But now you must fly and chase your dream
As friend always be there and understand
Without hands to hold or eyes to see
and i am glad u know i always there
and i always be there
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Originally written for a friend, it was long time not read
but it's time for me to share with all...As i know our life
sometimes like a dandelion we have will to fly/got to leave,
Finding the best ground to restart life with more passion.
Life could be hard but i think we can learn from the dandelions
never give up, as we keep fly with small wings before
find a land we desired...a dream will come true but
time will tell when...
If you have a dream, be brave to land the dream :)
This not using friendship as the main theme (even it was included) but it more on a wish of a dream to land a future..
wherever you are life is always created for you, everyone deserves it
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Northumberland Strait
Thursday, May 15,2008
Northumberland Strait
So emperors hear that glory fleets
In no way do memories sleep
Without my stream of youth, my smile, its play
Can I now find complete
No man would stay alone with sleep
Then dreamy vision will still creep
No place, no river, no bounds will say
That ever could ours have been a better play
Without our smiles our love our place
That moons moments less our embrace
Without that turn, that look of grace
Our lives, without goal stand in place
So its said that travel must abide
To, beyond new places, to find astride boundless skies
So no place, no newness will be new
Without that love, that travel, that you
Can not we be in a pleasant place?
Embrace, so herons and waves complain to me
That sea! Its place so stricken by a shore, a boundary,
So my passion must endure
Without that smile about without
That gloss of past glory be
But no is the word so says the tune
A place under the seaside moon
Eternal lends but a moment too-
So must I say, I truly love you
All our eternities are the present
The moment is all true eternity
poem by Joseph Manduke
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Today is SUNDAY
cried out happily with the Lord the tears
hold the blessing of your stay, walk and
never say a promise that leads you to the
road to sadness, and always whisper your
wish to the angels that makes you great,
in the eyes of the Lord
find the wisdom of settlement for every
dream is the ladder to aim high for that
day is full of glorious memories to
remember, for once upon a time you have
share and live according to its desire to
be present in the future
have seen yourself throughout the past
and laugh with tears of joy that moment,
see how wonderful your living in the absent
of the light, as the darkness define the
presence of the light of your existence,
telling the whole beginning of that you
Exist, the Forever Grace to Live...
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Up's and Down's
weak slippery knock
my toe, a hill
that shadows my knee,
hurt but fulfilling absorbent
of droplet sweat that linger
in my feet
thundering tears fall above
my head shallow
the pain into my feeling,
tested like mammon in the tongue,
roar down that moves
to close the teary eyes to open
of pain
please find the sweet role of
romance that quest
the lasting happiness
holding without the beam of memories
for today is the beginning to a
lasting remembrance of
your stay
poem by Antonio Liao
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Drifted Sky
open my desire and close
my iniquities
the steps of ladder, calls every
foot the sweat to surrender,
the shoulder
of yoke wait me in the
shadow of
joy to adore
find the sole remembrance
that holds my breath,
as you capture all that makes my
being pure
of where the soul want to go,
a dagger to break my emptiness
I preserve, until the melted snow
cool my awe
gone with the laughter,
lock the spirit
of losing fate for nothing falls
to the ground without a
throne, drifted to bloom,
stand my side,
as we
fly behind the lighted sky
dream, my Darling, a little bit
the sky is great...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Feels Like
Shinning like the brightest light,
Love extending from my heart.
Many years I did fight.
For the righteous to be imparted,
Of a pureness I believe on.
A strength deep within,
Sharing life and sharing feelings.
Like the fight of an eagle in the wind.
So much joy in a sweet little smile,
Now consumed, softly in a breath taking moment.
As I dream of days that has past by.
Through the roughness of the storm,
The light ascends to heaven above.
Where wisdom guides your weakness.
Strength prevails your Love.
poem by Carlene Maddux
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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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Destined For Glory
Once upon a time in a forlorn land,
a man on a mission was left at fates hand
In his eyes you could see the whites turn red
Surrounded by evil, abandoned for dead
Born on the run by the sign of the sun
A mail-clad warrior, the chosen one
His name's been cursed, he is bound to fail
A wandering spirit with the will to prevail
By the sign of the moon,
he swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
He still can recall his father's words
"Don't loose your faith, let your voice be heard"
Echoes from the past will lead him on
By these words of honor, shine like the sun
By the sign of the moon
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
The prophecies spoke of a wandering man
Skilled with steel, black as the night
Normally veiled from the mortal eyes
His hammer arose like a magic force
With a gaze that turned everything into stone
the warrior spoke, "I am the one"
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Now is Forever
The past is all that’s gone,
the future is yet to come.
this moment is all our own.
We should live this way,
Just building up our day,
now and forever.
The past is all that’s gone,
the future is yet to come.
this moment is all our own.
We should live this way,
Just building up our day,
now and forever.
We should think about,
What we got right now,
cause the good things are made up of time.
Smile to your problems,
Leave the past behind.
never forget this.
find the truth in your soul,
keeping you alive.
going on from minute to minute.
don’t shade the future,
with all that’s behind.
live for today.
the past is all that’s gone,
the future is yet to come.
this moment is all our own.
we should live this way,
just building up our day,
now and forever.
the past is all that’s gone,
the future is yet to come.
this moment is all our own.
we should live this way,
just building up our day,
now and forever.
don’t shade your future,
with what you don’t have.
keep your mind on that’s here today.
now and forever,
build the future now.
keep this mind.
though you will take your time,
to get what you need,
but you’ll do it step after step.
yet to come is all that’s gone,
learn to lice this moment.
live for today.
poem by Rachell Dear
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Time
Why do you measure time when time is measureless?
Why do you adjust your conduct and direct,
The course of your spirit according to hours and seasons?
You’ve made time a stream upon whose bank you sit and watch flowing.
The timeless in you is aware of life’s timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today’s memory and
Tomorrow is but today’s dream.
That which sings and contemplates in you still,
Dwells within the bounds of the first moment which
Scattered the stars into space.
If you must measure time into seasons, let each
Season encircle all the other seasons.
Indeed, let today embrace the past with remembrance,
And the future with sweet longing.
poem by Ray Lucero
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If you never stand in glory
If you never stand in glory
If you never find 15 minutes of fame
I will tell your story
I’ll stand up and chant your name
If you measure yourself
With your own hands
If you don’t make excuses
If you do the best you can
You’ll be my hero
The heart, young one
Is the measure of the man.
If you don’t break the record
But yet you run the race
If you give it all your effort
And come in second place
If you do the best you can
You’ll be my hero
The heart young one,
Is the measure of the man.
If don’t sing in the spotlight
But refrained into the chorus
If you don’t climb MT Everest
But spend time in the forest
You’ll be my hero
The heart young one
Is the measure of the man.
If you don’t’ get elected
But you shake every hand
If the cause is effected
If clearly mark out where you stand
If you do the best you can
You’ll be my hero
The heart young one
Is the measure of the man.
IF you lose your direction
And meander for awhile
But seek out the correction
With each foot of every mile
You’ll be my hero
The heart young one
Is the measure of the man.
If you never stand in glory
If you never find 15 minutes of fame
I will tell your story
I’ll stand up and chant your name
poem by Eaton Bard
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