Oh! Beautiful Venice, the merchant of the Sea
as the wave echo in the distance land, the Cherry
Blossom hide away to see, as the rainbow blinks
its color the ocean blue sea endure the goggling
current dazzling the shore
touch me not in thy feather wings it blew, hidden
in the past allure in the moisturizing dew in your
endless dream of rock in the dunes of sand
calling the breeze, the reaching to face in a century
fascinating beauty and conquer everyone's heart the
hyacinth beginning of the past as it rebirth the
nightingale of the dawn, feel the sky in the horizon
of the sea beads of listening the thundering sweet
stone, amongst the pebble of blue diamond of the
sea
Farewell my old beautiful days, the angry sea grown
in the pathways of memory, geared my quest the
treasure in the ancient time and hammock the wings
of the cooling ray of the sun in my trembling heart of
affection beneath the fortune of a time
oh! beautiful Venice you may gone and lost forever
in the sand, tied me in the speeding future and hold
me in your great memory for your timeless charm
and elegant lives in my heart forever..............
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The Harbor
crumple me to lost my self and tear my heart into
piece, that will make me strong again to settle in your
harboring heart
you come like wind in the sky, whose whispering
wings echo in a luring fairy, who wanted to be free
in the castle, full of misery, and now that the sea
face its beauty, please take me in the land where
my heart will be free
what the world has to offer made myself, when
nothing lifted me to high as my self esteem
goes down i know nothing but to hold you, seems
to easy but it’s to freaky, now that i touch and
the weather move to see that the harbor i've
give the hundreds of day where my soul shout
it with joy
take my boat to the promise harbor i dream, nay!
you dropp me to stay of where i stand, but the vessel
of heart may paddle the wave that loves you, beyond
the wind that never stop
oh! beautiful harbor, come as i see my boat tired
to wiggle in your side that is easy, as wind blew
away from thee, yet! i know that you will not leave
will you anchor my lap in your table at the bottom of
the sea, for when i die, you will not forget me
now is the time to make me safe, in the bedside
of the shore, surely you will find me sleeping in your
memory, wait until dawn, for the sea breeze
make it sure, forever more i am always in allure
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A Poet Garden
the sun will rise from the East and set
in the West; where all the beautiful birds
whisper and sing there harmonic melody
of praise, whistle that call to a memory
of today and live forever
see the sun flower sprouted like Lilies in
the garden of sweet meadow of Daffodils,
and the butterfly and bees love to taste its
sweeten gift of fruit of every days
beginning
look at the wind blew its magnificent
humid air; harbor the crystallized pebble
in the shore of history forever more, as
it wait the coming morn of tide, that
paddle into the deep blue ocean of where
its want to stay
the sky showers its rainbow, and the
clouds form a color that the heart can see,
listen my dear blue heaven, the journey of
each fly wait and touches the sky; let us
dream to a place where the eyes can’t see
and a heart that only feels the immortality
of life of eternity
let be our dreams hold a pen, and show the
wisdom of ever learning eyes of the
poet beginning up to the end ……
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Litmus dream please, stay......
changing the passion of hope, into what
the prisoner of dream, laid the foundation
of a stunt wonderer of timeless beauty
of the immortal of soul
search where everything have to stand; a
breathless view of what life would go, and
forever of the eye would stay, make the
color of blue to red and everybody will
follow the future of the day
wild made us the same, calm bother you to
hold my arm; the beginning has nothing to
say, may your yesterday be the coming
feast of the memory to what a dream of
unveiling face a might to hold you’re beautiful
face i adore
may a thousand ships blown by the angry
wind return, as the gently thunder storm
regret to come home, breathe say not to me
and hug me to the infinity i refill, letting my
sorrow to joy, the pain i renew, knew me not
but to hold my sadness i behold
oh! scramble my head, seduce my heart to
come to my senses; let me do that again forever
you'll await..... my sweet regret
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The Master Piece
watch as the sky turn to blue and the ocean
turn to gray, nay all have come to meet
the clouds, the distance calls only its name
and the wave paddle the stone to form a
tiny pebble teasing the current for the fish
to swim
a pure gem, glitter as the sun shape the color
to form, yet the shape capture the eyes on
what beauty it possess, until the endless passion
of the heart comes to ponder the calling desire
to hold beyond the trembling fingers of
satisfaction to die
all have the infinite lord to what the design
of the heart unfold, for nothing that behold with
out the greatest mind that foretold the meaning
of something; for seeing beyond is a cost to pay,
even the end is not enough to lay the beginning
of the hands
the lips murmur as the eyes wanton the endless
desire to end.....
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Two, three steps ahead before me
wonder i receive the dream that leads me to see the three steps
ahead before my first step landed in the sand, gaze i believe is
a footprint, slowly drifted to each feet passing wave along the
shore
the future never stop, moving forward where the direction of the
sun goes by, and the air that touches every high and low tide, the
heavens breathe moisturizing face of the clouds beneath the
cooling face of the sun
oh! let my foot gallops every feet i step, the endless distance take
me there, and my hands pointed me to reach; a place where my
feet has to take it rest, beautiful land that almost all have gone, so
friendly that every one want have to save, the hands that hold
every other hands to step, each footprint i take and lead me to a
little mark in the dunning sand, gently hold to my foot to the
dream land i want to step
open wide my inner pulse i remembered, the two feet i have, make
it three, sight comes so quickly, like lightning my eye have seen,
the two steps i touch, somebody carried me, and extra footprints
watches me, even angels touches my feet
the future is friendly; lovely to see, though it’s empty, but then full
of memory and easy, just leave it to God....the footprints you'll
see count it three.... two from God and one from the angel....and
sure you'll be carried away
be the first step in going to the Father's home; the very breath
you take, will takes you there and the paradise of today will soon
bring us to the future of no return
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…within And Beyond The Hero’s Journey …
cascading water falls, embraces the high cliff,
where the echo of melodic rock conquer the paddle sand
in the sunset of a magnificent blow of the wind,
beneath the murmuring pebble of thousand battled ambiance
of natural wonders
await dear heart of the star, where the galaxy
of the Milky Way, wish to play on the twilight shine
amongst the riding rainbow of the stream that flows in
the midst of the dazzling night
come our respected guest and down the islets for the isles,
welcome your stay; the idyllic moment will be the most
memorable awesome peep of your eyes, a wholesome
pleasure of sweet dream of reality come true
genuine heart brings your wisdom to find the treasure
past of your life; like a flying eagle who wish to nestle its
prey with tender touch and a loving spirit of friendship
in the middle of alluring gift of happiness and enjoy deep
inside the passionate heart of you’re lasting sincerity
of love
welcome the journey of sensible pleasure and capture
the unlocking spirit of wings; of the given gift of paradise,
the silent bloom of the sand of Zamboangan flaps soil of
the Subanon land, a haven of all, who join the sacredness
moving spirited people of the land of the Lumad-free
feel and touch the mystic land of the riding pleasure of
the sand ……
“a poem…a tribute to the promise land of my birth,
Zamboanga del Norte,
Philippines”
Aon
poem by Antonio Liao
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I Dream of a New Land
my soul chained with fears
caged in a dark place
cries with sorrowful tears
down my pale, hollow face
the notes of my song die
before even being born
my broken wings cannot fly
deep in my heart, I can feel
this sharp, constant thorn
I dream of a new land
the land of the blue skies
-the land of the free-
across this desert,
across this dry sand
across this stormy sea
will I dare to act on my dreams?
will I dare to rise and break my chains?
will I dare to free all the inside screams?
will I dare to reveal all my pains?
my soul without any fears
flies free in a colorful place
cries with new happy tears
down my bright, beautiful face
a new song is born in an instant
I carry it on my new silver wings
there’s no time and no distance
I’m born in the eternal existence
my heart forever sings
I dream of a new land
the land of the blue skies
-the land of the free-
across this desert,
across this dry sand
across this stormy sea
poem by Alexandru Marius (3 February 2021)
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Wings for sale
I walk in the aisle of the corridor and gaze at the seashore,
where I used to stay in the early morning of my house, the
night comes dazzling with the sun, as the clouds rushing
molding with the early bird flapping there wings in the sunny
mode of the dawning light mingling of the cooled breeze of
the monsoon wind
the hushing blow of wave, sprouted like a rainbow in the
showering sky, so deeply in touch of the sands in the naked
stones beneath the sloping cliff in the high dunes of sand, a
distance view in my beautiful nipa hut near the pavement
slope in the golden glow of light of the morning sun
as the moving water gallop the ocean current, the ocean floor
with its strength mumble in the rushing stones, forcing to
clap the water blown in the sand as its stand, sunk as it sang
the beautiful tunes as it sprang and the water bubble like a fish
slowly moving to reach the sudden rod of the fisherman hands
like wind that passes, swiftly in our faces, like sunlight touches
our braces, our dreams closes our passage to live what we
believe, always stop when we are there, all the way it
embraces of what it should be, for everything is not yet the
final day
sale and sail always your way for in every corner the angels
stay with thee, don't stop until you find the right way for in the
end you can buy a wings like angel who always see the
beautiful day, and your heart will always stay the precious
wings of angel that fly with thee
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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As I stay with you Forever.....
in the flower of pleasant morning, it comes
the morning dew, halos every raindropp that the
blooming flower it flews its petal snow of
perfume of each day's glow
the humid air had just come to feel the breezing
cool and embracing call of hyacinth fall, as the
beautiful gloom of the Cherry mid- autumn lure,
come my dear heart and go placidly into the
honey comb of my stay in your lurking fume
cherish my dream of my wisdom dream, the
ageless moment just come in the blinking eyes
of every blew, let the sudden time hold the
willing heart to hammock of your presence and
as i surrender my truly heart, i pray to touch your
pleasing hands of giving
see my dear heart the passionate heart of my
surrender, the beginning of my wisdom of loving
you, till life comes not may to end forever.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Flying without wings
i could surf the sky without my wings,
yes i can reach the sky with your blue eyes
moon, if only you believe in me
i don't even needs a wings to dive, when
i know that your are there, ready to catch
me when everything is on high
i know i can tell you that beyond that dark
clouds, you still awaits me in the shadow
of that sky
i can now ask, the reason why when iam
almost there i heard an alluring voice of
sound asking me to lay my wings
i know where my heart tremble, shaking
shouting for joy, for where ever i close my
eyes my ears listen to your voice of love
tell me then if my soul echo in a distance
land who reveals the melody of my heart,
and the spirit of your wings lingers on beneath
the horizon of my heaven
come my wings, fly and bring me to the
place where no wind could blew my dream
for only in you i will hold on to the sky of
dreams
poem by Antonio Liao
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Brittle my Wings
let
then the flying wings
conquer the blue sky, and
may the splashing clouds cover
the horizon of the gloomy
wonder of hope; the cab waved of promise,
the start of the season
of Autumn
mind wait
your golden smile of face that rejoice,
ensuring that bears the fathom
of honesty in your sincerity
I comment, come now my love and
mingle every inch of
wisdom of the wings that fly,
beneath the chilly hills of love, until you
come back in my
precious arm
yield, the memory of you,
heralded with laurel; a Lotus of
hyacinth of clear sky I fly, and take me
to hold every minutes
of cried moment of pleading,
sweet victory for
today
let me dropp my wings and touch
each feeling of the
wishing wind, for the sky push
me to see you again; of where my
belied love stays with you,
in that beautiful sky,
as we fly
give up not my dream; the brittle wings
wait your great speed,
for we will fly high
again ……
“ a Poem dedicated to Majencia R. Gabales “
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Beautiful One
Oh beautiful one, adorned with spell
To ravage my world as might a sweet angel.
Oh beautiful thing, so much at ease:
Allure of caressing breeze in touch gentle.
Oh beautiful creature, sail me do,
As floating on seas of halcyon blue tincture.
You beautiful being, gracing charm
And features that render feel of deep texture.
Your beautiful poise in glide supreme,
Gives such like a vista honed as from heaven.
That beautiful art of face ornate,
Not ever to understate or be riven.
Your beautiful flame of pulchritude
Doth dizzy me high, so I conclude always
You beautiful girl forever be
My shining Janette; my guide; my stairway.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
All rights reserved
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Flower a Key to Woman's Heart
oh, woman listens to my serenade voice of
wandering, look up the pleading voice of openness
as it lurks your beautiful plain of sweet
remembering may this hymn of praise, shadow the
closeness of your eyes to peep my lasting heart
forever
let me smell the greatness fragrance of your
sweet moment and hold me tied in your loving
care, may this moment of the night, leads me
to see the vision to see the wonderful sky, beyond
this delight of the star
envy not my lapses, all have gone forever rest
in the wave of promises; wondered in the picture of
time, be then the flower that dazzlingly bloom in the
garden of hope viewed to see the lasting dawn of a
new beginning in our hearts
pick the petal and let not your smell be the obstacle
of fragrance of sweet mistake for a new dream of
vigor lives in your lives, now and forward to the
end
be a lips that touches the fragrance of sweet smell,
and holds the heart that rainbow the beautiful sky
of tomorrow ….
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Samurai-The Grit
the blade that settle in the land of the rising sun,
a course of wind that blew to the orient seas,
holding on to stand away from the foreign land,
its beauty allure, the cherry blossom's aura, to
the might of the ancient samurai, steadfastly
awake the vigor of the mystic Fuji mountain
oh, a throne that you live forever, a crystal clear
of snow you give to live, stand as you hold, the
stuff you made, the blade that shield, to gun
powder, you take
ambient triumph, you make, in the century you
take, keep me know that you are a nation of
people whose shintoism belief as it flows, where
elements of nature is balance
live as you go, to the land where the rising sun
stand, where the horizon of light passes the night,
in the breeze of the pacific ocean, lay a nation
that is free
as you go, let our dream brings......its light....that
beyond that rays....our race live forever
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Autumn Swing
Back to the back
Undo and tracking our footprints
Printed on the sand of time
Reached and stopped at one point
The beginning of earliest thing
Our first meet and Hello greet
Hello world
We keen seed a plant
Sprout the moment, the lesson start
Water my soul you bring me light
With you the life we ride
Deep in core, inside
Grows to root in heart
Hello world
It's been many years we had
But seems like yesterday we been here
The wind still calm, loyal visit our garden
Hope all season life still evergreen not frozen
Time goes fast like a smoke
Thick, thin, disappear
We smile we cry, branching emotion in vessels
Patiently we waiting to smell the scent of happy
Life not easy but we learn new lesson daily
Branches becomes stronger day by day
Stronger construct history today
Dig deep by root, taller, up by shoot
Life so mystery but can be understood
Green leaf symbols of living
Each one, each day we been talking
One day we gained or leaving
Day by day, Oh World
Who thought we passed years
We changed by now and we still
To be now a shady tree
Against the storm or a safe home
The best shelter of nightingale
And we learn how to sing beautiful tale
At least apples ripen accompany
Time running just like a smoke
Dense, smear, disappear
Now, here, today will be another memory
Seasons of life, chapter of our story
Green leaf will change to yellow or brown glory
Feel blue, past leave yellow history
Time so fast, if wrong, say my sorry
Green leaves won't leave a grieve
Together this color we folded in our lifestory
Enveloped in leaves of remembrance
And sand of time bringing changes again
Seal with red to yellow, fade out the blue
The old green one day be the past hue
Gentle breeze drift them away
Fall down, the leaves
fall me with the miss
As the autumn comes again
The memories fly away
We missing and missed
but the wind we love still
The moments we now shared
Rooted in heart, ever-last to exhale
The joy, the smile, the cry and pain
In each branches, vessel and vein
We passed the past, memory make it last
The colors only changed but still so intense
All...Enveloped in leaves of remembrance
Just not green only red or yellow remain
Once we live it fresh as green but now
To the red, brown to yellow it changed
I sat and think life is about to change
The significant why memory remain
Autumn wind take all away
Falling all the red leaves
Falling me, for something i missed
The wind touch again, on this skin
Kiss me cold remind, warm past rewind
But this life-tales we love still
Autumn come again to swing this feel
Hello world,
The seed we plant
Swing me back to memories
When the first time i touch life flowers
I enjoyed and sweetly cry
When the branches broken in vein
I cried my salty cry
Now i learn shoot will replace anew
As new day we keep growing too
The lost green will fade away
The past cant forever stay
We might lost beautiful red, yellow part
But forever memory warming in my heart
I will remember as blue disperse remarks.
Falling down those leaves
falling me, this miss
All behind was around and round
Leaves falling down on the ground
Like our memories, matured, beautiful brown
I'll wait for the time, when everything is back
Beginning of a new story
For new branches to grow
And bring green back home
I smiled and creating new footprints to remember
...........for one day i will return
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The poem is about these three things, i make it to tell in diverse meaning..hope fully it works
1. The memory and story of life that symbolized as a leaf..losing it may cause a miss
2. The time, is like the story of our life and history...Hello is intro when we was born and life
bring some another greet as we grow and changed by time
3. Dedication to a friend, which evergreen in heart
I imagine that we start something like a hello, we plant it and grow
deep in heart...
Autumn Swing is about...
'what all of us having now, current is green..so fresh color of living..this moment we are constructing memories for old days sooner...Then the memories in the making are green as it in present tense and all folded in a leaf...The green will fade as time we will leave...it turn to yellow, red and brown (color of memory) we miss the blue (color of peace) ..The green colors have two complexions (element of green=blue+yellow) mean (live in current=peace and memory. As the leaf lost the green and turn yellow, it means the blue and memory depart each other...When the autumn comes, the wind blows and the leave fall...the fall of the leave=miss because the memory just far away from tree which planted in heart..deep rooted in heart :)
The colors, from green to red-yellow fade to blue meaning as well as this
(blue+yellow=green) ...blue=serene, yellow=memory, green=life and fresh. Hope you can feel connected to one of these or any reason
Thanks for reading and Autumn just coming, enjoy it..! ! Keep smiling
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poem by Unwritten Soul
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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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Sweet Mama Blue
Written by orbison/melson.
I know a place in new orleans.
They call the castle of kings and queens.
Where an old sweet black woman sings.
And plays piano like a dream.
She puts out all her beautiful heart and soul for you.
Sweet mamma blue.
Sweet mamma blue will only sing about the truth.
And it will get to you.
Sweet mamma blue will sing of love as only she can do.
Sweet mamma blue.sweet mamma blue
One night I stayed past closing time.
Sweet mamma blue my troubled mind.
She sang the night away for me.
She made me see what I couldnt see.
That only by loving life will all your dreams come true.
Sweet mamma blue.
Sweet mamma blue will only sing about the truth.
And it will get to you.
Sweet mamma blue will sing of love as only she can do.
Sweet mamma blue.sweet mamma blue.
They say shes gone from misery.
But she still lives in my memory.
I still can see her smile and say
Ill bet you make it all the way.
If you will try the lord will surely see you through
.
Sweet mamma blue,
The world sure will miss you.
And when I feel blue I think of you.
Sweet mamma blue.sweet mamma blue.
Sweet mamma blue...
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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In a billion eyes.....
as we painted the sky with a billion eyes that makes
us see the most beautiful lady of the universe; the
world is waking up from a deep slumber of a half
asleep
dressed in gown with an ascent of their swim suite,
as the billion eyes blink the beginning until the end
the breathless moment becomes the brightest star
of the sky, ready to set the crown of a little God
with of a beautiful melodic cinematic voice of sweet
smiling face of hello
dressed in flowing red grown, seems like floating in
the hyacinth of droplets moist in the vintage of
illusion hug in a dream of well wisher of honored
judges, the night lifted the hour of memory to believe
the majestic immortality of the Goddess of beauty,
where the envy of Zeus lives to eternity
oh! women of today, lift my soul to the end of my
admiration, letting my lurking of kindling my lasting
harmony of the smoothing touch of your star, be the
fog of the morning dew, may the star hurdle the comet
of the past and lead the most precious gem, for you to
offer
now the jewels, glitter in the midst of the wondering
night of the sky, let the shinning proverbial crystal
halos the inspiration of living the world of peace and
harmony with life, nay our heart makes thy soul leaves
in vain, for the endless wonder of beauty hammock
the deepest sleep we adore
the pageant is not yet over, the lasting memory
rejuvenate our desire of dream, as we live in this
wonderful world of love.......
' a heart that's full of adoration to a crown
Miss Universe Stephanie Fernandez be the sole of each
soul of every venture, be the star of this century to
come........this dedication is offer '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Deep in my heart
as the waves conquer, the ocean floor, and the water kisses
the river stream, the joy that lingers in my twinkling heart, makes
my whispering soul, to rejoice in your soul
you who lived with me amidst of a miserable world, wins my heart,
to go where it takes, live where it ends and conquer where i stand,
waves all the struggle that echo in a distance land, for my dream,
would never be the same
leave me not, for my life will lives only with you, believe what i see
not in every wilderness you find light, not even memories to
remember that life we live is but a dream to forget, just hold on
in my shadow for i will make you live
iam not a god nor you a little god, where every angels live, yet! the
wisdom of time, reveals the essence of life, that holding me is to live
with you, its a space between space that will make you survive to
where your life live
time as time past bye, every moment lift is our to share, it is a
parting good bye, that in darkness of the sky, the firefly illuminate
the infinite shadow of what meant to love you, leaving the pangs
of death
my heart believes the pristine breath that you give, a heart that
creates something that only you can give, a revealing you, where
everything comes into being, an incense of eternity begins
hold me close, and i will take you there, to the yell of hearts, to the
dream of reality, a joy that last forever, to the afterlife where we
begin and always trust my heart that beneath the wings, we will
pass the dawning rays of joy..... thank you and i love you
poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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