Timeless Treasure
lend me to guide
the ancient path of sight,
and the lurk calls the dawn that capture
every step in the dominion of perfection
I quest
take all what is beautiful in dream,
wash away the picture of what is naïve in my heart,
as you task my soul and
cleanse every romance that taints my gagging
pain of the past where you guide gently my design
and push my strength into the
aroma of your forgiven Heart, I indulge the
sweet day I surrender
touch me oh! Lord, the sacred sworn
capture my day …
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Psalm 119 part 11
Breathing after holiness.
ver. 5,33
O that the Lord would guide my ways
To keep his statutes still!
O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do his will!
ver. 29
O send thy Spirit down to write
Thy law upon my heart!
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.
ver. 37,36
From vanity turn off my eyes;
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desires, arise
Within this soul of mine.
ver. 133
Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.
ver. 176
My soul hath gone too far astray,
My feet too often slip;
Yet since I've not forgot thy way,
Restore thy wand'ring sheep.
ver. 35
Make me to walk in thy commands,
'Tis a delightful road;
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God.
poem by Isaac Watts
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The best of everything...
breath comes solemnly as it pasture
the nostril of peace, a fresh
romance of solitude capture in every
sting of love
psych each day the aroma of love
and haul where my poise reside, thou
I live you the strength of an angel
endlessly vow before me the sweet
surrender of you cherish
give me the halo of you tender
touch, beyond the passion of each
zeal, here the arm that I offer
beyond this precious life I always
adore
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Suzi
They have elected me to lead them and,
I am ever ready to guide your love as well;
Because, i do love you my sweet Suzi.
From membership to leadership,
And like the conceptual muse of love;
But my love to you will guide you on and on!
My election was the real thing of joy and,
I am in for your love as well;
So wake up on this dream to capture my heart,
For love is all that i bring to you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Capture It
The crashing seas
A box of bees
Capture the Crashes
Capture the Buzz
A skateboarder's stunts
Simply having fun
Capture the Stunts
Capture the Fun
First day at school
First swim in the pool
Capture the Uniform
Capture the Ripples
There's an Image for Everything
Every Occasion
Capture the Image
Capture The Moment.
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His Perfect Way
A quiet beginning to the day, reminds me that I need to pray.
I need to call upon The Lord, to share with Him what’s in store,
What’s in store for me today, as I seek The Lord’s Perfect Way,
His Perfect Way in all things, through the Grace that He brings.
With a full day at the start, things begin to burden my heart.
Then I remember that He, Christ Himself, will not forsake me.
I simply look to Him and ask, to guide me through every task.
And as I go through my day, Christ is my guide, all the way.
With a task to big to face, I must lean totally upon His Grace.
I hear Christ say with a nod, “Be still and know that I am God.”
Every task He leads me to, His Grace guides me fully through.
And God again gets the praise, as I follow His Perfect Ways.
If the day seems dark and bleak, it’s His face I need to seek,
For its Christ that directs my ways, in the darkest of my days.
He shines His Light on my path, from the first step to the last.
With His Light guiding my way, The Lord quietly ends my day.
A quiet end to a busy day, reminds me again that I need to pray,
And trust God with all my heart, even before the day does start,
Acknowledge Him in all I do, and He will surely see me through.
I need to thank God for my day, for showing me His Perfect Way.
I Color You Blue (For Mother)
I Color You Blue(For you, Mom)
Every new day your beauty unfold
Feeling this life so gentle and true
What a sight, lo and behold
I vow to you, my lady in blue
An inspiring woman indeed you are
Epitome of kindness, loveliness
Reviving this heart, i vow to you
As i color your life gentle and blue
Your sweetness endures my pain
Your comfort a confidence gain
Your strength is my hope
Your touch, the window of my soul
A watchful eye who loves us
Praying to the Lord to guide us
The dawn now appears
A peaceful beginning you always did
A reason to smile, to remember
Mother, ..you are always in my heart
As i color you blue, my lady in blue
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Paint my Heart
dare
me not to shout
that I love you and gently hold
my tears in every
face of the air that fall to the
sacred ground
I live
a piece
of tender touch would, hurdle
the design of loneliness
I waited for
an ageless moment of passion;
looking to mint your
lovely face in
my dream
oh! mine, capture
my wisdom and settle
in the heart
that speak of happiness that
long to see and find
the rapture of where
I fall
endless
desire have loaded your songs
in my tears, even time
waits no more in your
existence …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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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 …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Empty yourself
a darling leaves appetite of sweet tongue
In a pointed bit of the heart with a daring
stunt of a satisfy embrace, take my desire to
cleanse my nothingness
oh! garrison of sweet request, the bounty
hold on to catch the endless venture of
lasting memories to lend on the rapacious
appetite of my bosom soul
tarnish it with snapshot delight of nothing
and forward the driven heart to ponder the
quest of emptiness, I induce to pieces of
great surrender
where can I turn to, when the journey
shallow by the night of rapture, sail on that
envy of my cause for only in giving fully, the
enduring heart has had come to voyage
endlessly
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The Conqueror's Eye
dash me to your vision, capture my day with hope and
fantasy young and sweet, like fruits waiting to be bite
and Juice into bits and pieces of grinded pickle in your
tongue
just like a moment catching the zero point, the high
that never every wish to settle such stands, where
nowhere state of feeling hallucinate the coming end
for fear of returning home, in your endless view of
perfection
deceive me in your eyes, the hug mesmerize the
coming stay of you in my moment of time; wash those
fears of dying, for nothing close in your mind would
lead you far from me, all have something to make you
feel alright my darling
where, of those dream would come to my midst of
distress and fall back the tears that the heart has falling
apart; for tomorrow will only be the log of the future I
hope and stay to live with you, grasp and capture the
eye that see the season of spring; for my heart leads my
soul to see you again
oh! come my ears listen and let me conquer the
captured eagle eye of deception, and never ask the
close hand to open the future of my fate … and.i will
be in vain …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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A Presidential Prayer
Lord, please bless our president,
Guide him every day and night
Through all the trials and tribulations,
Keep him forever in thy sight.
Let him know of thy presence
Each trying step along the way.
Give him the strength and courage
To withstand adversity, come what may.
Be his prudent and consoling mentor
In these times of economic strife.
Guide him past the Nation's pitfalls
During his tenure of presidential life.
When his term of office is over,
Hopefully, the Union will be safe and secure,
Where peace and the economy flourish
Beyond the Nation's open door.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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My Times Are In His Hands
All my times are in the hands of the only true Mighty Sovereign God,
And He is by my side every day, and goes with me every where I trod.
Each day He allows me to choose the very path I would like to take,
But every day He faithfully directs each and every step that I make.
When my choice leads me to follow people down a path that is wrong,
He will very gently guide me away from what could be an evil throng.
When something happens in my life that I simply can not understand,
I just look up to The Lord in prayer, and He take's me by the hand.
When my life for no reason seems to go through unpredictable stages,
The Spirit will gently lead my thoughts to The Rock of All the Ages.
When my life seems to be so uncertain, and I wonder why I am here,
The Lord whispers “I lead you this far so you needn't have to fear.”
When my life takes a turn and I wonder to The Lord where am I going?
The Spirit again reminds me, that my Lord is one who is all knowing.
When by my own choice, I follow my fleshly lusts and begin to stray,
My Father's loving compassion always leads me back to the Only Way.
Even though the choice I make brings into my life a dark aftermath,
The Lord will shine His light down upon me, to guide me on my path.
Finally, when The Lord takes me home, that bright and glorious day,
I will look back upon my life and see He truly lead me all the way.
(Copyright © 03/2003)
Body Capture
Words will fail here
but my touch will not;
it moves from surface
to deep within.
Mere sentiment too,
is not enough
when Souls Speak
and the body gives
all its got-
willingly and involuntarily;
you know what I mean.
Only once or twice in all of life
does this fire ignite
all the rest is pursuit
of re-occurances.
Now let's end that futile pursuit
and have Release Soul-Strip
come direct
even after touch is ceased;
for to know all is to understand
touch is first
but not the last.
What transpires inside Sheer Desire
is Surrender Plus Exploding Need,
trembling inside Love's Flaming Pyre.
So let this flame
burn, cackle like fire wood,
trembling lurches;
body-fire
which is the Soul's way of saying
'I love you best.'
Mind, Heart and Spirit
agree haltingly
take us both
smells, scents, glistening sweats
to where
we both
have never been.
This is what
life's goals really promise
after Love even,
after beautiful romance, love and sentiment
after every precious word
these all lack meaning
if there is no body-capture
deep within
and trembling
surrender
willingly given
and received.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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To Sing Your Heart
I would like to sing your heart
I would like to see you beautiful
You could watch me fly away
Into the rain which washes down
Cleanse the air we breathe
Feed the ground on which we walk
I would like to sing your heart
I would like to see you beautiful
Tell me if there’s anything I need
Guide me to the words I need to speak
The world is a frightening place
Together we need not be afraid
The is no need to label what we are
Or what we may someday be
I would like to sing your heart
I would like to see you beautiful
And come what tomorrow may bring
In the first rays of a new sun
I shall fly away from you
Into the day and the unknown
I shall return to you
To sing you heart so beautiful
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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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Dare not to be a Saint
let the sweetest bloom of strawberry hack the
virgin of the bees and wash away the thirst
of the Lilies in the stream
let the ranging mountain lucidly view the
terrains of the eagle eyes and capture the prey
for a night flying mock of the wings, where
the hungry fish wage the turmoil wave
let the fusion of the night dream the horizon
of beautiful tomorrow, fulfill the window of
the future and lead cool waiting hand reach
the high way of success
let the song be the melody of the heart; strings
every hope of happiness for joy branches the
clings of harmony of wish in each coming day,
the verdicts open to claps
come my soul, and settle the savor of faith,
dare not to bangs the sacredness of the angel;
for nay! wisdom allure belief and nothing but
a sole searching of gratefulness, as the heart
stood in the affirmation of thy grace
oh! luminous sacred fire, hover thy faith, for
nothing comes to renew of the sinfulness, yet
a heart that repent promise the soul to the
paradise of saint not of men, the total surrender
of the faithful
may the heaven brings the angelic soul to the
face of the One.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Putting the past behind
would anyone believed that all have gone
into the limbo of the past, where the flame of fire
lives in the light of memories
what a trust that shakes the wound that
never failed, a realistic of the present of
the past struggle to the blindness of everything
of pain and suffering have gone
tie me into the day where i could hide my
emotional depression hold me where every
stings of fang sweeten my thirst, push my
being of every sweat flows from my half
naked body, where you can feel the sweetness
of my tears of blood
what a wonderful genre, where every past,
healed in your shadowing day, what then is the
prize where i say to myself that you come to
capture my pain; of nowhere i can stand my own
stay as you could for this is not the twilight zone of
what is the future to live, have the dawn brings
it’s light for in every future there is always the spark
a remembrance of may
need not only your love that heals the would, rather
fix it up with the solemnity of your life breaking touch
that within you is the answer of this happing mode
of freedom to live
the past have lend us to believe and thwarting us the
fulfillment that we almost reach what the present joy
of living with you forever
please live the past for everything........my Love
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Double your Coins
bless are those who looks for nothing out of
something; the flesh outlook the taste where
the heart had touch the inner vacuum inside
the whole space of emptiness
look up each step as you go beyond the
limit of the altitude, the breath comes to begin
the end, the pleasing side of time surfing the
passing wind as, it glide off the spirit of
surrender to the beyond
side by side capture every face, leading to the
point of possible direction of each pole and
hold the wave of where the positive aura of
where one belongs to live
nay! anyone single out to pass that path, for
there is only one will stay at the back of your
day, all have each share and all have the
strength to pursue, regardless of any delay of
time
on line your distance the edge of limit comes
in the most astonishing glow of age.....
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The Lasting Fragrance
wipe soften my tears, letting the
immortal quest empower every strength
into the realm of thought though
tangled yet, zeal with the heart of
lasting peace remembering
come nestle down the eyes that tell,
the lips that hold as each day reveal
the blooming flower patiently invites
the sting to capture the sweet honey bee
of your smile
let every sweet mistake laugh the
conquering forgiveness settle in the
midst of lasting journey, viewed always to
walk and find to meet the forgiving heart
of snow
listen my darling heart, such perfume of
my soul and suddenly fall my check oh! empty
my face I adore...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Commenting On Tony's Poem....deciphering...
a darling leaves appetite of sweet tongue
In a pointed bit of the heart with a daring
stunt of a satisfy embrace, take my desire to
cleanse my nothingness
(do you desire to remove the emptiness?
that sweet tongue that licks the heart of the lonely man,
that embrace that puts suns in the bosom?)
oh! garrison of sweet request, the bounty
hold on to catch the endless venture of
lasting memories to lend on the rapacious
appetite of my bosom soul
(the garrison of delights, those memories
that lust, what appetite is there?)
tarnish it with snapshot delight of nothing
and forward the driven heart to ponder the
quest of emptiness, I induce to pieces of
great surrender
(did you drive your heart towards more empty spaces?)
do you intend to surrender? and quit? and embrace defeat?)
where can I turn to, when the journey
shallow by the night of rapture, sail on that
envy of my cause for only in giving fully, the
enduring heart has had come to voyage
endlessly
(do you have no one to turn to?
is your heart a boat that shall sail endlessly?
no destination? no port? nothing about the idea of any
home for eventual return? just in case?)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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