The flower that rainbow my life
dress in most graceful delightful mode, forward
in the altar, smile that capture my whole self, so true
and real, sweet as the melon in the dried land, thirst i
recount in my lips pour of moist. and i thank God
reveal the truth that in the night will always be
remembered, in the star i hang the lasting fading
touch my moment last forever, till the first child born
in the passing pain, laughter’s echo in the baptismal
pond, witness as the timeless age come to an end
now, growth touches our heart, where future await
the success and worship that last will win, wishing
every victory the prize of a big smile, leaving with no
pain though sweet and bitter gone in the courage to
stand
oh! what a mystery had always remind the heat in the
sun and catches every rain to cool the watery land,
forward little rain the rainbow you always have fun,
capture each beginning the gate of the arrow of the bow
will just come
wait and go, all is what makes you a better young man,
leaving the past with the a grandeurs of self emulation
you’re the man.................
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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.........
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Failure is not a Mistake
nay! comes the night
without closing
your eyes the rain comes with
an empty cloud,
for the sun
keeps on shining
even the sky is full of darkness
come and worship
the tasteless honey, nor capture
the baby's breath and
hurdle the wind; for the passing day
is here to feel, now
witness of what is done
is made where the past leaves
the future, than to start with
humid birth of the every
dried tears
hail on the offspring’s of lapses,
another time leaves its pain
with victory to cry....smile
mother's womb
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Shadow Of The Rain
Shadow of the rain
Full me apart and flirt
the color of the night letting the dried
lips to remember the passing fate of every
touching moment of
your kiss
come capture the dodge
that holds me to close the tire eyes that somehow,
the night candle catches the blown off the Siberia cool
embrace whereby the beginning flaming dream,
purify each endless waiting of
reflected night
I may conquer the flying butterfly that
Sip every morning glow making the day the
Happiest stream of touch in your lovely eyes
Allure my love the wound that leaves me to push the limit
Of where I have pause and die,
and let every shadow of tears darken the
glory of your success
a great passion of leaving you behind, the
end that never leaves you in pain Goodbye …
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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 rain that cool my pain
droplets of rain could stop my pain, tears
from a dew of the morning straw wouldn't ease
the tears in my inner flow
feel the flower suck standby as the proboscis
butterfly act; envy the birds that lay in the eggs
capture the moisturizing play
rain comes as it may go, wet my shoulder
and head make it so, and may the face cover
with snow, wipe me up to clean for all you
know
rain stare my eyes, night and day you always
be the memory of me, till you see droplets of
like grain in the grinding stone i must be
my angels prayer pour out their tears, in every
check they touch my lips; tired and exhausted,
still they step in my longing heart, i felt am
strips
delightful rain; wish me to clean and cool my
pain of today …..
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Unchanging Love
a moment to remember last in a life time, as hope anchor
from our destiny, you will always be part of me and i will
be in your dream forever of your life
gone are the past, forward and rewind the endless
journey to know the reason, the value that every heart calls,
meant to grasp the essence of the altar of ' I do ', the promise
and candle melted witness the solemnity of that moment has
come to unfold the beginning of our unending passion of
loving each other forever
you are the everything, the picture of every dream, the
energy that hold me to pursue, to step forward with out fear
of living; you always there to lend me your palm to conquer
those little star in the sky, you're the meaning of my
emptiness, a search of a miracle of this changing world i live,
all has come to ride in the pendulum of time, and learn to be
strong to face life constantly with the hope and a prayer that
we can do it, together again
as the moment meet the beginning of our lives the
heart and the days comes to a year of passionate sharing of
what we want to be of what is today, believing that fear obey
our command and cease the sweat have gone, leaving all the
weakness and accept each yoke we possess
never change, always forward the love you hold, leaves
you no more to the failure of your future, the unchanging hands
in the altar you said ' I will ' now join you to do, the beginning
of time
' learn to surrender, give everything, and unite each strength for
the step is full of sweat waiting to taste every sweet of your
success '
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Everything that Goes.....
looks the flower wait the butterfly to touch down the
sweet petals that it can offer, see the fish swim in the
water flows in the riding waves of forever stream of
the sea, as the birds zooming fly in the hovering of the
wind in the high sky
see the eyes have wizardly blinks the crystallized
ball of morning dew, the moist wet the smooth surface
of your wonder eyes; listen my dear heart the harmony
of whispering humid echo in a distance song of the
Crickets, as the lunar light window the coming night to
stay, till dawn of your midnight sleep and the sky has
offer to close its morning return
show my emptiness of the longing, you’re everything
that i always adores and captures my hope, as the lone
past hold me to sanctify the wishing heart to remember
that you’re the answer of what i am living for, many of
years i believe, finding the most in you the real you, i
do wait
you have thought me of what i felt, think the moment
of knowing me alone of what is the truth and real my
dear one, stand my hour and everything goes fine, for
the timeless moment of myself, love's you and always
stay with you my lasting wish of mystery
day is night before i sleep, thinking of loving you and
never i have change my will to love you, let then be
the stream of every streams of willing stay, and i still
love YOU....... i will
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As I leave the moment of the past.....
beyond this world calls only the moment with me.
letting the season remember that the rain wet
each face of lasting memories with the one I knew
that hold my tears in the awesome night in the
bottom wave of bed
viewed with my calling heart the smoothness
breathe of your presence, cater the need of your
wonder as the islets of shore wait the melody of
your silent touch in the illusion of pain, in my
excitement of joy
it's not the real, echo of happiness that leads
and lure your beauty to believe that living with me,
tell and witness the essence of the shadow of
forgiveness, let the painted roses be the thorn of
each daily wisdom in our destiny, as you go with
me in the distance land with faith and trust to live,
and the night of the sky, promise the meteor to
shed the rainbow of the twilight
in me
cease me to begin the night and let the morning
dew, wait to settle in your leading heart of success,
may the wisdom in me idyllically holds to stay
forever.... my dear
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Blue Jade Heaven
now the arrow pointed to the northern star, as the sun
watch along with the clouds in the sky, comes the
eyes of the moon, waiting the beginning of the glows
of rays, splendidly ride in the Dragon of every
sprouted blooms of the Cherry trees
be the way of lovely Daffodils, floats in the early moist
of cool fog, as it lingers your day with the wisdom of
the beautiful Lilies in the wild and capture the freezing,
silent of the night, oh! the humid of the breeze gallops
my dearest heart to wake up in the middle of my
sweeten sleep
why should i close my eyes when i feel the trembling
lips of waiting; open it again for you to come again in
my motionless feeling of love, take my tongue and be
the moment of wish of my mortal kiss
forward those looks and take the precious jewels of
journey of today, the golden fog, crystallized each drops
of dew, like color of your dream in the harmony of time
with me, decent those tears and traverse the rail on the
path of success with you, the high noon never dropp to
low
ring the Bell now and watch the river flow as the birds
bring the smooth perfume of dream in your midst of the
day, the light have come to witness that throne; and vow
to serve you forever dear, in the no where to find, yet!
only in my arm, i love you
it is not a blind goodbye that my heart depart, for
yesterday is forever lost, a history to pass bye and
tomorrow is just a mystery to believe in and today is the
gift of loving you forever; my dear blue jade of heaven,
my darling forever I will wait for you
you're the presence of mine..........
“this poem is dedicated to all widows and widowers “
……….someday you will find a new sweet beginning of
Memory to live ………
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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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Persuasive Gift
live me in every midst, capture the tongue
that thirst and be the speechless voice of myself,
where my purest heart renew my simple beginning
of serving your own way
let every feather capture every wind in the blue
sky; carried by its direction to fly and face every
hurdle that touches each wing, as it leads each day
to push my day to catch the morning dew
may my presence be the only note that pick in the
melody of songs you sing, for the flat and sharp
be the window to rest in your fuming fingers
show me the way to conquer like prophets and
wizards in the olden days and hold the carousel
of life, where you want me to play
make the day of today be in your songs of
tomorrow to hear from my lips of forever more in
your song and lead me to see the future of today
may this moment be the timeless touch of my
words to speak and ear to listen in your lasting
persuasive love ……
poem by Antonio Liao
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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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A blooming flower without Petal
all come to whisper the perfume of sweet
fume dried like dune in the wind of the sun,
where all the raindropp falls into the ground of
waited wasted land; pasteurized in the moist
of sweeten halos of welcome
dried in the wind and capture the dew of the
morning midst; a no where to run but shadow
of the solid ground of strength, the wall behind
the lovely Daffodils in the oasis of truth; and
as it find the flavor of hope
scent the soft melody of the past and ring all
the bells that welcome the day of your forever
with me, the leaves kiss no more in the garden
of yesterday a honey comb of my stay; beats all
that step in the knocking door of where i will
always be true to what you say, thank you
find my dear heart, the flowers begins to bloom,
and the petal, never be gone in your memory it
will be done, let me wait until, my last touch in
your dried hand, and i will be lost forever in your
wishing dream
hold me not in your dreamy heart, bloom the
golden petal in the meadow of everlasting heart in
your wonderful hand, the palm of where i always
remember your memory, oh! my dream, as i stay
with you dear
i leave no regret and find my trouble heart no
more, for my hand is to cool to hold your stay....
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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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Wrinkles that Shows
letting the years goes, holding the age that flows;
a perfect stay of each smile makes the past remember
that the future comes is another say of goodbye
laughter bridge the weak, the butterfly awake and
every dew’s darling merge, as beauty’s reflect into
thy forever dawning missed
nay! come and touch my sweet hello, squabble the
wandering dragonfly stray, hey! the way is near to
the pond you sleep, just a little foot the wings could
fly
say as you come and may the ageless waiting gallops
my whole moment of waiting and hold my prayer of
each passing day comes to sleep with me
till, i’ll wake my New beginning …….
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Pour out rain in my eye
life remain a constant change, as the clock
move to each direction of the universe the
moment has come to shift my unrevealing,
realization of where to go
as the wavering fly of the seagull, capture the
turmoil of wave beneath the murmuring blue
ocean of the Pacific, lies the beginning of the
forgivable dream of reality
let my delight of tomorrow witness the pieces
of today, make then the shadow of the past
hold the end of what will be the future of my
stay; never sap the timeless idyllic passion to
my wish, remember me till it sprouted to the
end
embrace my day, where you have started; fade
my fate to resemble the new dawning light, the
hug tells never cry, you have come just as you
have leaved my endless beginning, lost to
vanish forever
close my eye and let the rain wash the pain that
gnash my heart and soul of where to begin, but
i am still going to stay……..just believe me......
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Awakening
in the deep slumber, the echo of the night lives,
wondering the sweet experience of the past,
the lasting bastion of existence of the soul
a milk in the lips of the child, hold on the
breath of each day to survive, like lime of the
sweeten tongue of every lip quest its thirst
awake every deep sleep
sow then the fertile land of wheat, for
nothing would be hungry in the each stomach
that is full, uproot and lead every sweet
strengthen sweat that touches the ground nay,
lay not the hands to toil the land for death waits
no one in the grave
leave not to hold the closing eye the vision to
walk in the valley of tears, for only the presence
of the heart will tell where the night is falling
apart, in the dream that your eyes is open to close
just be there and hold me tight, the star is there
waiting to grasp the falling rainbow in your
eyes......
“ my deep and humble poem dedicated to the loving
People who waits their beloved one in their
Deep sleep “
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My dream wonder my wish
the soul witness my desire and the beginning
of my contentment lies down of what my life has
done, the past have already gone and wait for
another time that it will be done
none comes new, but everything goes old, what
makes it so pleasing to see and feel the tenderness
await welcoming the desire of once the heart in
viewed
it is a kind of magic that seems real to touch and the
hearts depart; like castle in the air, building though
its not there, the magic that you can't smile but you
know that you are here
just close and capture the harmony of the past as
it resembled in the heart that wish, to be in reality of
what your ecstasy would be, nay the soul wouldn't
close the journey it showed the wonder of time
that exists in the mind it resists
make your whole self reflects, like your spirit that
rejoice in good tiding it cheers, the wonder of your
dream in your great wish to come true...............
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Death Took My Forward!
How could l ever forget of you?
Oh my dear Forward!
All the days that together we knew!
Several years by have passed,
Yet of you l still mourn so deeply;
Even if my eyes won't show how so much l weep_
In my heart memories of you l keep
And such that you had to go l wonder why?
As l hear thunder rumbling above the skies!
Your life snatched off during budding;
Only thirty one you had seen!
And of life you were so keen!
So many dreams you had of your life;
But all was cut with a sharp knife
And you went on your own way:
You bade farewell in the cool of the day,
In the ghost mining town of Mhangura.
From my heart you were wrenched forever.
Had you been alive today my dear Forward,
Thirty six seasons would have passed by!
I can only but sigh.
It left me so speechless and feeling down.
Each day at the break of dawn,
The birds chirpy still, beautifully like before!
With their singing they tear my heart to the core_
For my Forward is not with me anymore!
Yes, death took my Forward!
In disbelief l look through the rain seasons,
That together we walked through together;
The ship you stirred intelligently dear brother,
Yet still it was not enough for you to stay.
It is raining! It is raining again!
I cant help the pain;
The tears have since dried
And the memories deep in me buried.
The rain brings memories of home.
How so we would till the land!
Those maize fields, oh boy!
Compounded into the earth you lie!
I hang down my head and not cry.
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Load yourself.....
load the cart is just not only a fun, nor a can
that emptied for something to be filled for
a whole day waiting, moving and pushing in
the store room to cool
growing up leaves nothing than a wriggles in
the face, swollen by time in the blatant spear
of work waving sweat hurriedly down the
nose and lips, as the eyes witness cried, into
the beginning of growth
as the wonderful views forwarding the scenery
of a blooming horizon of green, green meadows,
glancing the butterfly and the worm victory, on
the yielding mode of the next in line soil of the
land fertile
power the future propels and stops the shadow
that close the lighted clouds in the sky, bright it
out; the luminous earth that grace the hammock
baby's thirst, the memory of lasting sleep
let the ending sky wait the dawning morning
of today’s beginning ……
poem by Antonio Liao
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