Purified Flame
stretch out
your wings, focus beyond the turmoil wind
and never lost faith, let every distance be part
of you're own fading destiny
leave and conquer
of what the spirit can go,
the lone highway is neither cool nor dark,
for every hair placidly fall into the ground
of no return have remember
the humble beginning of
your life
let the passing scene makes a mark, for even
the angels touch your tears of flame in the eternal
honeycomb of sweet remembrance of today and as
you fly cease the wind and let the wings
purified the journey of somewhere to
hold, for it might be end of our stay
go.....sometime.....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Sometimes
Sometimes, I wonder why heaven is too high?
To touch the angels wings
Why is it too far?
To hear our wishes and prayer
Maybe, that’s the way it is
To hold on our faith,
And love comes, to those who believe it
No roads too wide, to make it across
No matter how far, wherever we are
Just believed when we pray
All of our fears will cast them away.
Sometimes I asked, why the sky is blue?
Like water from the sea
That brings peace and calming spirits
Like a light guide to face a rising sun
A light that shines in my eye
Lead me lord and show me the way
Let me stay by your guiding light
Show to me the new direction of life
Someone who walks through my life
You have given me a new direction
Someone whom I can hold on too
Sometimes I wish, to be a cloud in the sky
When the world is tumbling down
When there’s no need to run
Sometimes I dream to fly
And follow the wind
To lift my spirit higher as mountain
Perhaps, sometimes my head is spinning
I was lost in the dark
Lost in a highway of life
But then, I lift my hands to god
And he will show me the way.
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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Someone to love.....
take a taste of the best heart and the whole world
shout for joy, for a conquer heart paddle way to the
destined shore
ride on, in a long journey the valley waits us to see,
as the distance makes us pure in the sunny day of
what will be the next day
thirst of water would not last for long, yet the
sweat calls you to go back home, it's not glooming
as the sky promise, not even the humid wind stops
the pain, but the longing of sleep would stay for you
to the plain
give up no one, the water Lilies, wish to the
cool rain and blooms its beautiful flower to ease
the Butterfly that fly; mantle the waiting dragonfly to
fly high more than the wind above in the sky
come and let me take you in my flatter wings, the
passing clouds, reach to the moist of the loosing
dawn, where every birds zooming to stay, show me
your open ' will “ and all welcome the day for you
and me to stay
promise me then, that we will catch the end that
begin the lasting dream of today......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Broken wings fly again.....
seems letting it go, and digest
sweet honey flesh of tongue of every
lips that bites the bitter lies
poison every eye and make for a
better last, for the arms
and nails never grow, as the season
stop to know
wait tell it glow, the pavement always
wonder where to slow, the ending
wait the point for a little show
oh! mockery of every stage, wait me
no more, than a vigor of wings to
fly, the turmoil of wind comes
forever more
wings flew, broken it may seems, yet!
hold the feather push to a
distance place to go, hide and strike
as it fly in the sky
sore high, the limitless sky, own no one,
for only who dream to fly
can reach the highest wind, beyond
the wings
behind the sweating breath, hold on and
up, until you touch the sky.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Quit say no
by passing our special way off, where we once have
achieve the tremendous joy and happiness captured in
every edge of our being
a settlement that leads every limit, to reach beyond
boundary of demarcation where one's satisfaction
fulfills
life richness have conquer, where the angels have
fall and the light have scattered the illusion of returning
home
living its scars the pendulum to welcome back the
victory once conquers, a fight of survival, living to
stand the standard of what the solace of power amongst
men
refined, as it glows in the dunes of shinning sand
reflected in every heart, comes the most awaited star of
life, fading its stain of rush purified in the crystal pebbles
of oneself...
the changing world move with no hesitation, be
on alert, not even the wind sink to nestle its feet, always
find the turmoil of every tribulation, as the end is fading
the glow will shine in the most spectacular view
hide no regret, the paradigm comes in the most strange
way, as it capture the transcending journey of growing
into the honey comb of destiny …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Death comes no more, a new life, Arise!
the cooled whispering angels call, persuade my
immortal soul, followed the blitzing light, that
leads to the doorstep of the golden heaven where
wisdom of the spirit lives, an invitation to the
breezing direction of the shadow of life after
death
returning i stand swift like speed of light i run,
just i heard a simple voice that showed the humid
breath i blow, taking me to the sky, where the
angels sing there lullaby, behold! i close my eyes,
in the clouds bluest white droplets of tears i'm wet,
seeing below i saw my mother and father they
cried
sweat of every sweet, i champion, in every eyes
tears it flows, in the new dress i'm happy, the angel
pick me up in the golden sun forward my soul, of
nobody had ever see, in the cloudiest sky we reach
the angel, leave me in the gate i knew i have to stay
leave me not to fall, for the feather in the wings i've
carry is to small, in the table i stand judge me not to
finish, push me not to the wind that blew, in the
darkest air await lonely soul, scattered beneath the
hell that calls
rise and stand my endless adventure, the flaming
light, flashes as it goes, signaling that you have been
there, illuminating that you have come back for a
return in the immortality destiny, a home for
everybody, the eternity where every soul have to rise
again
arise my soul rejuvenate life beyond the shinning
sky; the hell of infinite death leads the victor the
sting of illusion and have conquer the everlasting life
in our midst, and the halos spirit will guide the thorny
life to the fragrance heaven's gate
a new beginning of life is dawning and the heaven is
open...... please come in
' a poem dedicated to Sister Helaria Dumapias
in her journey to the Father's Hand
April 18,2009 '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Whisper Me Goodbye..... As I Return
let the music softly wind my shooting face up in
the sky i wait, as the night goes bye in the night
of nothingness beautifully shine
carry me in as you wish to fly, thundering those
little clouds surfing the swollen tears i seduces
for the joy i desire witness the falling night in the
eyes i give the laughter now I remember
show me your voice of a waiting dew, the
fogged doodle my whisper of your passing scene,
say that much is not to give for what is brings
return no fear, a passion of servings the last blink
of each eye of your loving heart
make the best than nothing, to remember the real
day of today, to stay with my memory until the
dawn lost the morning sky for another day
may the harvest of tears rejoice the grain of joy in
every return of that day, where every yesterday
comes with a mourning happiness to picture the
beginning of what was the day for today
let the beginning be the point to sharpen the end,
and show the staring pad with the eyes to guide in
the darkest night of the moment......as i return my
dear
poem by Antonio Liao
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The cherish that we share.....
you're the sky that wait the rain to cry, as
the birds zoom to fly where a limitless horizon
of memories leave my wonting of a sweet
goodbye; for it's not to hold the beginning of
today that cherishes my love to leave you
beyond this moment of time
say that you love me and my dream will
gain no despair, love me then for all will surely
find no regret, as you have made the best in me,
who simply see the light that envy of my thought
and conquer my deep humiliation of what you
have done and made my life reborn
refresh my wings, as it surf the night with
pain, push me not to worship with you; i am just
a wind that flew in the night in your bedside dew,
lead me my dear to the pedestal of what to do
and be my crystal pure stream to stay with you
hold me not and i shall be in that day, where
you're born and come into your endless passion of
the heart that return..... i am waiting too long.....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Timeless Gesture
a thumb up sign reveals the pleasant stay of warm
heart, emptied in the pasture of care, where the spirit
of wonder begins to settle down in the bosom
tears of joy and happiness bestowed on the lasting
arms of smile of the soul
touch my dear heart the arrogant fingers of my
youth, capture the knight of the wind, as it paddle
on, out from the wealth that comes in the mature
shield of the past, a cream of the crops you
empathize, of the beginning time, we kiss
make my dear brave heart to nestle my feet in the
ground, the bastion of everything that holds my pious
of the heart has now, take the springs of moving on
the final moment of a great victory of my cause; as
if it takes wonder to captivate the captain of my soul
that bond and a hope of the timeless gesture of lifted
spirit in the pendulum of wonderful pedestal, I conquer
left me high to the feet I stand, for the wind beneath
your wings hold the hope of sailing on from a
distance sky my dear one ….
poem by Antonio Liao
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Amazing Horizon
placidly
stream flows go
to the sea of hope...... I will
always be waiting of
your
return...wonting
to feel the
inner passion of your Being......awaits and goes
no more
to the fading sun, as the star
in a memories of days, a minute
dawn the darkness side of your way....... always
hold and touch
my wings......
and i say stay with me..... till
i've gone in the
past of the
sun
poem by Antonio Liao
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Gods children, both of us
Poor Beauty, my feathered friend,
Your heart is cold, upon the ground.
Ah, your colours fade to grey
I can see your eyes lose their shine.
Your wings can´t carry you anymore
The sweet melody died out
Oh my princess of the air, your time has come.
You shall never reach the cloud crown.
Let me hold you one last time,
My hands will support you on your last journey.
Lift on your wings once more child of the sky,
For death is the greatest adventure.
Fly towards the light of almighty
But you must go alone, humble and afraid.
How I long to soar away with you!
But I am a human, child of earth,
Born from soil and water, bound to my mother, the globe.
I have no feathers, no wings, we are different
You and I, daughter of the wind, prisoner of the ground.
Now I say my good bye´s, return to me, when I am dead.
I hope, I pray that when I´m gone
I can grow white feathers and be free!
poem by Anne Harkonen
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My Vote
A single vote may be your victory………..
my vote create the world i live.......a vote that brings my
future near to the distance i see
my vote holds me to achieve..... a reality of my dream to
Conquer, grasp according to my wish
my vote change the chaos i encounter.......a life saving
design of what will be tomorrow of my destiny
my vote wonder every breathe.......a victory to where to
go, beyond uncertain pathways
my vote remember my aspiration.....a longing of joy and
happiness, wonting to know of peace
my vote brings my life......a remembrance of my life of
today, a parting print of my thumbs forever
…..please let my vote be seen, touch and listen for the
wings of the ink, has whisper the truth of what will be
the beginning of history, made this print easy to
count my vote in you is you’re……. victory
poem by Antonio Liao
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As the wind color our dream.....
waking is not the beginning of time, it’s the start of a
day; the end has just started another point, to a start, an
end to a new beginning of a wondeful and beautiful
moment of time
open up my eyes and waste no time to close, the day
has just started, and a glow of every memories never
return the passing moment of what was gone now, as it
has wondered each solitudes of time in the midst of
yesterday’s goodbye
such a dream, captured my past, dreaming to the
presence of my heart, pushing me to leave no cause to
surrender my day of what was yesterday’s gone,
happiness brought me to hold, to mirror of what was
the end, an end to scant and resolute the meaning of
you in my life
recollect my soul of the dream that i have to go, beneath
those vine of memories; cable my joy to reunite my joy
to the beginning of another moment to live in this
wonderful days of my existence, humble my dear heart to
rejuvenate the most exciting adventure of my moment
with you in my dream
passion as you takes the ruins of yesterday and brings
my beginning to stand with your wings of what the future
brings, the day of yesterday, is just a beginning of today
and the passing scene is what is to come for another day,
it’s today my dear
come take me to your rest and paint with your golden
brush the beginning of my life, always color as you’ll be
to sweeten the tomorrow's of today................
poem by Antonio Liao
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Today I Have Wings
I stand on the edge
looking down
I feel the wind on my face
it blows across my body
Today I have wings
today is the day I am going to fly
No more looking back
no more regrets
I hold my head up high
today’s my day
I lean forward I feel the wind beneath my wings
it lifts me up I'm soaring ever higher
I don’t ever want to come back down
The wind caresses my skin
and whispers in my ear
never again child will you have to feel the pain
for today you have wings
poem by Tammy Arthur
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As The Days Goes Bye
count every moment, lives in dream
see every move little the horizon
find and hear the wind fulfill
your destiny
gone hold every breath, yet the
wind blew its feather wings
making every done cease to come again
wait the past for it would never
be the same, tame that cool rain and
pain, for it is like a dancer who
always swing in every rhythm that
bring
poem by Antonio Liao
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Between My Horse's Wings (Expanded)
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
The wind rushing forcefully
Through my long dark hair
The feel of the cool air
Beneath the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy
The muscles work powerfully
To drive us into the night
The stars wink like little lights
Above the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As I ride over the ocean and sea
My muscles tense as I hold
My skin red from the windy cold
Flowing past the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
I revel in this dangerous ecstasy
A silvery mane blows in my face
Blown back, by the wind we race
Born on by the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As we fly through the air swiftly
My face is lifted toward the sky
Arms outstretched, wind rushing by
The beating of the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
Faster and faster, we seem to fly
The wind tugging at my body
As I look to the heavenly bodies
Shining on the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
My horse flies gracefully
Over the fields and streams
Are these things only my dreams?
Sitting between the horse’s wings
Between My Horse's Wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
The wind rushing forcefully
Through my long dark hair
The feel of the cool air
Beneath the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy
The muscles work powerfully
To drive us into the night
The stars wink like little lights
Above the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As I ride over the ocean and sea
My muscles tense as I hold
My skin red from the windy cold
Flowing past the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
I revel in this dangerous ecstasy
A silvery mane blows in my face
Blown back, by the wind we race
Born on by the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As we fly through the air swiftly
My face is lifted toward the sky
Arms outstretched, wind rushing by
The beating of the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
Faster and faster, we seem to fly
The wind tugging at my body
As I look to the heavenly bodies
Shining on the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
My horse flies gracefully
Over the fields and streams
Are these things only my dreams?
Sitting between the horse’s wings
poem by Horse Poet
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Seedless Faith
Tell me my dream, capture the truth of
momentous breathe, dilute my nude being
and hold me every
gate of a rendezvous affair for I’ll die
soon to rebirth my joyous tale of what life
may brings
fail may not the horoscope of many
years I waited to see my fate, tangled with
emotion
the days to come, as it hurdles until sweat fall into
the ground I return
taste the blood that folds each beginning, nothing
has lost than a wish to surrender
every desire of lust
beyond any wind to blow as it goes of the
satisfying reason to leave, even time has live me not to
wait
touch me, oh! touch, as you go leave me not
than a joy in
my face, truly I’m gone...
poem by Antonio Liao
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On The Wings Of Love
Its good to know
I love your love
Which share for way the wind blows
Our guiding light
That would shine on
Through the darkest night
When the world seems like its full of strangers
And I feel as if I lost my way
You lift me up on the wings of love
Taking me highest still with every touch
When ever im weak, honey
You take me there again
On the wings of love
Its all in me
When you hold me
And whisper tenderly
That im the one
You love forever
What else could I want
Even life where we are going changes
And when the dreams I had get swept away
You lift me up on the wings of love
Taking me highest still with every touch
When ever Im weak, honey
You take me there again
On the wings of love
(im flying high)
Its all I need when you hold me close
And you whisper tenderly
On the wings of love
Highest still with every touch
When ever im weak, honey
You take me there again
On the wings of love
You lift me up on the wings of love
Highest still with every touch
When ever Im weak, honey
You take me there again
On the wings of love
On the wings of love
song performed by by Westlife
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Christianlty
reveals the great religion of Hope, the fountain of faith,
rising from the ghetto of the reveling grip of death; hurt
yet not dismay for the indulge grace conquer the sting
and Fangs of burning flesh, you may
yell! purifying soul, the heaven’s gate calls for you,
recall the day of nothing but faith you show, not off the
unpleasing does and not done, that sway the Lord thy God
in your heart, the soul regret
raise immortal grace, cover and hold the teary soul in the
cherish words of the lasting flame awaits, the burden yoke
breaks the weight that load each day to the path of eternal
flame of thy breaking soul, the line of destiny’s fall
may the falling sweat tears turn to sweeten home of melodic
songs of victory vested, through out eternity of a wonderful
sky of heaven best; the gorgeous moment that leads to the
promise dawn of a beautiful morning of each passing days.
do the knees that prayed
rejoice the dear Lord, the Christ, the anointed, the King of
Kings, the beginning of salvation and the hope of immortal
destiny of thy soul, have come and live with us, until breathe
comes no more in the fading shore of hope
let be every soul walk with Faith in Jesus Christ thy God ….
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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