Sweet Thorn
smile never give laughter
as the sunshine gives not
a strom of distress, for
today is not the past to
capture but a memories
to believe that life hold
the essence of rebirth
from nothing to something
of every beginning
leverage of deception
cause no pain, nor break
what the heart desire, it
need the passion to
surrender of what all a man
have in life
the flesh of life lust the body
to gain perfection, yet wait
the final hour for a perfect
return and move every high
of dungeon reach the moment
to lay down every corner of
lasting memory of joy
sweet as it bleeds, breathe
everlastingly in the kingdom
of the beyond, for each body is
ONE with anybody
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A Whole New World
A Whole New World
flew to the horizon
of uncertainty and struggle,
hold every breath
to reach the most perfect hand
of the unknown, a water lou
of life of survival
believe drops of fate, a deep
rebirth of faith
inside the troubled heart; a weight
that some how struck
the essence of hope, nay! the surrender
of twinkling capture star
move on, the night keeps the breath,
waiting to warm your lonely heart;
it’s a new world of
true beginning, where determination
walks with reckoning
possibility and perseverance
let then every foot prints
call every beginning to
see the future ….
“beats of heart echo in a distance drum”
Ana May May Ann Gonzales
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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...
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Mistress
oh! sweet honey comb of sweat distress,
hold my great taste of thirst, lobby my lewd
accent, the flesh holds the poison of emptied
memory
come the little passion my heart knock your
doorstep the rugged pain I adore, make me the
vehicle of your strength and capture the lust
that your wickedness holds
all the while, satisfaction move to regret and
as the moment witness our joy, all need not to
say goodbye, and the love songs of refrain dare
not to say, “I do “
wait for me and wake me up the entire purse
down; the pocket is lonely for each heart breaks
the luck, contented to lost, and the mind loose
a looser all the time …..
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Underneath a drifted Sky
lay down in my roof top, wonder up looking in the twilight
night, as the shooting star say hello and a goodbye falling
down goes with my blinking eye that close
the humid air, zooming beneath my tin cloth that covers
my skin, smooth body feels the wondering halos in my
imagination of what the moment of the night wonder the
illusion of the darkness reveals
like floating in the waving wave, without something to
hold, to catch but only the swinging clock in my neck that
once attach, and the timing pendulum heard, soon the
my heart broke looking for safety, my fingers tried to warm
my body, nay it pave the way to warm my feeling of
distress
listen my cool body and call the serenity of the wild
wind underneath the huge sky hovers my whole body; listen
of what my heart clings, capture the beautiful moment of the
given time, when thy soul touches your inner most feeling of
what is life live
deep inside of a feeling, a remembrance of a very
special experienced of life tells the passion of heart; the
joy that it possess lives in every memories, as the eternal
wisdom that you bring in your journey through out your way
to perfection, is a step beyond any other steps you’ve done,
move and lead you to accept that life is just a vanity of
dream of every dreams, in every night, that wonders the
falling star as it depart
be always underneath the sky as it drifted in your midst
the wonder of your life....the passing and gone, but hold on
the precious moment of events for, it will be you to start,
and the wonder of your step, begins in your heart
step on, the night is not yet over........wonder your dream
and you will be in the sky
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Bucket of Tears......
worth is life to exist, nothing to loose, many
has to gain, in pain and suffering the new
hope is tasted and the sour of honey,
sweeten the bees that mixed, until the last
tears dropp spilled in every tongue swept
bucket full of memories, saddle the moment
nay! return the moist that dew, in the sudden
time, life goes its fulfillment what ever it goes
you'll always be remembered till the hour has
come in the end the soul become in the soil
it fall, last for eternity
life has to go on, as tear dropp may fall in the
season of harvest; but never be blind,
everything has to be melted like candle and
the snow in the desert, that before it falls it
turn into a morning dew in the mourning mist,
at the edge of the sand in the shores
let me not turn my face, in the expected of the
unexpected, sees no pain but wound in the
flesh as it turns its cut and swollen, my heart
waited until the last breathe i offer to exist
return myself in the beginning of the end, until
my whole body purify the soul of flame in your
way........
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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................
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Don't just Walk.....
see the path, that’s the point to remember,
the timing persuade your body to hold up high
as the changing moment reset every time the
body move; let the head control every swing of
the arms and feet, be cautious and let the
prestige of your smile be the gesture of honor
of your well being
keep the facial mode reflected by the eyes that
looks to the ground, thou the chain forward the
holding stamina of the powerful lips, gear that
behold ear of every tongue that tell, wander
toward the breath of the nose, where the hair
watch the falling sweat embrace of words utter
for a sweet romance is the beginning of a
mutual indulgent of love
motionless push for a while and hold every
smile, the eternal harmony of melody between
focus, capsulate the intent of closeness and
unity of what meant to walk within the
boundary of hope and admiration, neither
behold the simple kiss; the touch is just but a
lasting lust of friendship
walk with dignity and hold on the simple step
of your feet, for the last hurdle is the beginning
of a faster walk my dear and the final line don't
wait for today, yet you’re almost near to follow
the leads
melt your strength and run......
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The hidden Lion
make yourself smell like a perfume of passion, that never dies
and a wonderful moment that never fades, day to reckon
where everybody will remember, when our eternity await,
its final destiny
hidden lion keeps us, roaring in and out looking someone to be
devour living inside our soul, with every tears it fall, even
death it deceived, for the lion is very strong to push us in
the dungeon of the abyss of no return
the gift of life we share is the same life we give, let this be the
life that leads our offspring we entrusted the earth we left
with them, make the best, out what we inherited, the immortal
life, we bring is one that blooms the spring
life is just makes us fool, deceive what makes us fall, a lion in us
push us to feel that, the truth tell us the righteous way to the
kingdom we pray, is the final life we will stay
the freedom gain, of Adam and Eve pain is tainted with blood, that
makes us strong to face what brings us down, for the lion in
our heads hold the fortress, of the secret of the chamber of
our hearts, the Faith........
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More Than Life (The Street Leads You To Me)
On and off like echoes, Needs are
Down and Up like life, wishes can be
Worst and worthy like death, time is
Good but dull as distance, my life can be
What I want is more than laughter
The pain that comes at the moment
And goes tomorrow when you are near
The sun on your face lights up my heart’s darkness
The touch on your fingers comforts my soul and I know
What I want is more than laughter
Standing alone thinking of these words
Shame of this life felt by this body of mine
Shows me the bottom of needs I have
Sheared my fears off my face and I knew that
What I wanted was more than laughter
No meaning of this breath I breathe
No reason to live if I’m always afraid of the dark
No cause of the charisma if I’m lonely
Now and then I feel the air and breathe since
What I want is more than laughter
Tears fall but love fills in
Light leads but love lays in my soul
End dies in the eyes of today’s love
When you tell that you love me then I knew
What I want is more than laughter
What I want is you to notice me tonight
What I want is a smile on your face today and forever
What I want is you to hold me just tonight
What I want is the air I breathe holding on our fate
What I want is you to love me endlessly
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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 '
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Perfect Love
when
the blooming Lilies
capture the
bright sunlight of the dawn
and hammock
the beautiful and lasting flower
blended in the
wind
when
the yesteryear's capture the
unforgettable
memories of a loving someone,
whose aura Thrills
the heart of a lovingly breathe
of smile
when
the fragrance of Roses
lure every fancy
torn that touches those painful
and sweet goodbye
and wait for a genuine
forgiveness
when
each tale, the wrinkles felt the
essence of tangle
smile whisper every ears of time,
knee in the ground
and worship every finger
of pain to love
when
you treasure the past and unveil
the secret of magic
of acceptance, there the night sleeps
soundly as you
wakes …..
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The Virgin of the Moon
all of what is given is perfect of what was received
by birth, it was perfected in the womb of our mothers
tears of thanking the Lord
the acceptance of what is life at this moment is a
vivid confirmations that with all our hearts and in
body and spirit is willing to endure of what will be the
end of who we are to come in time
all are a mirror of the things, man's dream of the
past and even at this present moment, it is always
the beginning that makes him not absolutely perfect,
though he believes and thinks that perfection is
God's reward in every action exercise towards the
ultimate
courtship, friendship, marriages, business and even
sacred vows are subject to imperfection, it’s a no
excuse activities of man to survive, for in every dust
it will return to the soil, where we came from, seeing
perfection of the imperfections in every sphere of
human call
the ladders of success are just a venture of our dear
forefather who came ahead from us, a mirror of the
past exegetes today, a deal that all what is given, has
to undergone the pain of dying oneself
as the secret reveals the essence of perseverance
emerge human to pursue, to endure of what is the
next steps to know of what will be the next tomorrow
a determination will come that we may stand likes
virgin of the moon, leaving no tears in the eyes
of the Heaven above
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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
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Love can Waits
love comes in the contentment of erotic satisfaction
of human expression, underneath human feeling of
love and as it is bounded and join amongst universal
interaction, the heart can wait the soul to hold the
plasmic energy the power to procreate and subdue
the given freedom of existence
rejoice my heart, give the aloha, the shinning
beaches of halos of sacredness to exist, the soil that
sadden the lost and the sky to sing, the acrostic of
sweet sound of songs, as the angel unifying their
voices of praise that love can wait, the passion to
hold every bits and pieces of your heart
urge me my soul to indulge, taste me to ponder and
looks beyond today, and shield my entangle emotion
to see, that goes what my desire to happiness await,
never turn back your face in the reality reflect, push
me back, the dream what i dream of a family of the
future would be
there are chances to choose, the day of today is of
tomorrow to wake, Lou! i stand amidst my certainty
and laugh my urge which my eye is blind, the joy i'll
take last not in a lifetime of my day, humble my heart
the earth that give in the satisfaction of my body,
looses my soul
all my life happiness i desire, the body express of
my heart rejoice, and forget the birth of the hour where
i was reborn, lies the sinned that i commit of which i
was not born
lift me always high in the pedestal, i always weight
in the heaven i adore swift my innermost heart to fly
away my darkest side my human body desire, lead me
until, my soul return in the day to come and i will be
ready to stand in the altar i sing
lead me Lord and take my soul...where i will be ready
to lead my way.....love can wait my God
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Emotional Discourse.....
pain hurt and buried me to the ground, the
scatter hope of my dream birth the beginning
of my tomb; the hyperbole of waiting to the
endless touch and passion of my longing
suck my finger into the dungeon of the
spirited darkness, iam waiting to face my time;
hold me not to damn my poison in the taste
of your hand, trembling like a emptied heart
touches my spirit of wish, i quest
temp lost my tie and brings me to the highest sky
receive no not my tears iam loosing my grip, put
my lonely heart in the clear heaven and show me
the deeming light that you past bye
come my dear heart and hope that, the pointless
journey regret no return and the light had showed
me the lasting memory of your stay
me, the shadow of today has just return in your
faceless stay of the moment i lay.......
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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.....
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Park 'n go
as life lives in a part of profane world, the immortality of
soul, struggle the sting of death, in a boundless, limit of
earthly pleasure
like a crystal dropp of sweat, drain in every veins that
gives, each strength the mighty force to carry the weight
beyond its loads of flesh to reach where the soul sprouted
like Lilies of joy in my immortality of soul
life as we take is but, a journey of happiness, waiting where
the final destination it brings, for every life experienced lives
a memory to hold until, life comes to an end, of where it is just
a park and go as it would tell
make each moment to remember, for anything it would bring
is the one that the heart will live, until in heaven it depart, let
the wisdom of time comes, to see the dawning days that
my soul leaves my human body, for thy eternity cloth me, the
day of immortality where a continuous life of an endless free
all will come to witness, that everything in heaven and on earth
will come to an end, for the endless beginning, is the perfection
of creation that, the supreme Lord of the universe, reveals the
completeness light of eternity
as mankind, come and go, park 'n go, the universe has just leads
us to the right direction of where, the path of salvation await our
soul to live.... a final destination with God
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Blazer of Blades
accept all the pain, ready to surf the horizon of infinity
of life, always on the go, forward of what will be the best
to come, just be strong of whom you believe, who you are
is all in you in the aspect of life
it’s the steps that you walk will brings your limit, its your
stamina that tells you what to do, be wise and mighty for
each day is the arena of reality, for in every move is a
judgments to see
as we go we fall as you fall we grow, that’s what we
created for, the life you always live is the life we always
give it is, in exploring within us that you learn the
pathways to what you will become to be, life has no
blueprint, we are almost at the end, where another
beginning is to start
always looks the past for in every memory it takes is
a step that guides you to reach the future, it is not the
steps that matter in your way it’s the will to do, whether
you have fall down many times or you achieved your goal
the best of yours of doing is the best you can offered to
God who lifted you high, it is here that knowing the
meaning of what is life everlasting is then the true essence
of your existence
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Edge of December
cut every lines, hold every moment the
time is just a beginning of lasting memories to
remember that life is now to live
back all the pack, leave nothing than a mark
the sweat hold on to breath
for only you can pick the glory of success of today
come every passion everything will past like
cool tiding breeze hammock in the baby's breast
In deep sleep a braced in the mother‘s tongue
rest
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If i'll find you again.....
looking back where I started is worth while to
lived again, where I play the servant of your servants
and your the queen of heart in my little house, a
great domain of the fairy tale story between you and
me in the kingdom near the bosom castle of the
sea
made me to love and care, the whole of my life to you
to be free, a spectacular beauty that hold the inner
passion of love sprinkled in the highway of your
aromatic smelled body, behold my strength looks down
to capture the an endless adoration of your fantastic
fragrance of immortality
let me kiss and hug the solitude image of your splendid
shadow of the future that leads me to project the super
high way of tomorrow, where my heart breath the
hyacinth freedom of thirst amongst the days of reckoning
the love that you give beneath my powerless vigor to
shade no more my masculinity dear
hide me in your alluring spirit, pushing me up in the sky
wanting to end the suffering I return, now that life has
come to our heart reunited, witness the falling star, in the
penumbra of the winter solstice heavenly sky, showed my
bottom heart that you love me again, my birth sees no
reason that to love you is off no end
knowing you once again gives me the chance to win you
back in my loving arm my pleasure to reach the delta
of my beginning that you have come in my life, waving the
Galleon and sensing the Chinese junk in the river flows of
where it started to float in the horizon of today
feel me again, to you I see the river loose, the blues sky
that surf the wind and feel the tremendous bloom of
flowers in the desert pond; love me again my loving
darling, a dear to me a wisdom of my heart and the birth
of my everlasting love, come let the moment taste the
sweet honey of time, the bearer of light to the state of
every beginning, where I stay with you till eternity.........
.........rise again
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