To be born again
every beginning is a choice, a choice that ends, where
everything is finish, it is a change of the decision, to accept
all what blinds to your doubt
a stand point of what you believed, that all rest in your faith,
and this would brings your unseen words to grasp the
meaning of what is not sure, but real in truth
to be born again, lives many torn harvested in every hearts
and soul that bleeds for joy, to fancy expression of people
to be seen, very revealing to breath, that life is freezing out to
be blew its melted incense in every one's decision to believe,
the oneness of God in our resisting soul
the passion that never be stopped, the silence that blink only
when it cried, to the mocking of the immortality of the soul, the
flesh that linger, to leave when time gives up, well it be the hope
that tells the day is today
to be washed in the ocean of forgiveness, cleansing the
memories of uncertainty of fate, and ready to surrender, to the
everlasting life awaits, emerging beauty that gives today after
tomorrow, the assurance of eternity
in the fountain of truth, lives every memories to lean on the echo
of our soul, coming to close the chapter, that life we live takes
a another steps to be born again, just to die....and live again
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In God's Horizon
it is in God's horizon that all are equal, regardless, of faith, sex, religion, race, even in our decision of where to end our lives our belief, has always been there to reminds the, thirsts of our soul, to a dream of dreams and a hope against hope, that this journey is worth to
live by
the immortal of soul is the only key we hold, to reach what is life everlasting, what we are today is not what we will bring us in life after death, it is our heart, our faith, our being one, our genuineness of belief, that would leads us to the beginning of life
the trust in our soul, woven with forgiveness, weaken God's wrath, that the harmony of a sinner and the giver of life, all things will be judged accordingly, in God's mercy, witness by our very own soul, when time has come to an end, death is certain and life final direction is on the horizon, be sure that in the moment of silence, whisper your soul that, in your heart
..... ' your happy in the company of angels singing hymn of praise with God of which you know Him '... in your soul and want to live through out Eternity.... in God's Horizon
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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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Optical illusion
eyes see everything what the heart feels, for
only the eyes tell the meaning of the heart, nay
the soul reveals what the heart defines that
the window of the soul, is the illusion of the eyes
all, that is described of the eyes, would mean, so
real and true, yet! illusion, sway the truth that all
is just a beginning of everything, a deception that
leads us to nothing
as life believe on something, which touches human
experiences, and the struggle to win, every feeling to
see the meaning of what is real, the emotion fills
the heart, that defines the significance of life
eyes satisfy the inner value of the heart, but the
soul purified the incense of the immortality of eternity,
all that we have seen, create something that may
brings us to blindness of the gift of life
an illusion of optical lens that break us into a pieces of
broken heart, an array of souls into a limbo of nowhere
to live, a place of every nuts cross between fingers, a
darkest moment in our soul
leave no doubt in our hearts, open your soul, don't let
your chance to allure, what the eyes see, rather take the
best in you, feel it in your heart and let the soul surf the
excellent of what is meaningful in your life
move on..... never give up.... your heart can find it......
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Song of the wind
my heart awake, to the sweet chime
of echo of the wind, a calling that
flattered my being one, who waits the
dawning sunset of the beginning of a
new star beneath the twilight of
the horizon of the sky and sea
be it done my heart, let my whispering heart
listen to the cooled sound breeze that alluded
my soul to ride into the deep slumber of
joy, a joy that brings me to your crystal beauty of
eternity
oh! let the lilies that bloom lives in the oasis
of the wilderness of happiness and the magic
of incantation lives in your heart, where my
life i entrusted you so long to listen you forever
thy emptiness shadow of the past, lingers
on the day where you were born in my memories,
your inspiration comes to shelter my infinite
call to live in my heart till it ends
be my wind, a call that brings me to place of illusion
where my immortal soul await your everlasting
echo of song....... leads me........ to a place where
you want me to rest......
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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
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A genuine Heart enkindle a sacred tears
our eyes, value the essence of forgiveness, the glittering
tears flown like crystal jade lives in our hearts, is a birth
mark of the soul
leave not my heart where my soul begins the journey that
brings my spirit to a wonderful day of my life
a forgiveness shared with the sacredness of my tears comes
from the inner chamber of my heart, will always be in your
soul, that mold you to understand, the meaning of passion
though everything is changing to believe, but a reason to
accept that something is of everything to know that, all is just
a learning process, that every one has to experience this
painful episode
a miles away to reach my destination, but a steps to reach your
heart, the value of tears in my heart, live to begin the worth of
your life in my blameless soul, please take it for its only one,
only for you
my heart has made, the rainbow to remember, the rain that
flows in the turmoil of river, stream out to the ocean of mercy,
you have been there knowing my path to reach my ideal of
what is meant to live with you
what matter most is the tears that i offer, letting you to feel, that
every drops of sacred tears in my heart is a stairway to achieve
my forgiveness and the steps, i make is only.....only for..... you,
my darling
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Eternity Is Looming
Many people just can't see, the looming Truth of Eternity,
An endless time ahead for all, yes indeed, for every soul,
Every soul upon this earth, is here today, by natural birth,
Here for a time all will die; these are truths you can't deny.
Many don't give a thought, to what choices have wrought,
This, in the light of eternity, or even what life after may be;
Some have bought the lie, live merry for tomorrow we die,
Giving after life not a thought, as God's Truth isn't sought.
Only one life's decreed by God, for beings on earth's sod,
As He Decrees our last breath, the time that we see death,
This encounter will then lead, to Judgment, for all decreed,
Appointed to all by our Creator, Who is also man's Savior.
Time on earth God gives us, so we may seek Christ Jesus,
Who paid the judgment for all, charged on us from the fall,
Reconciling God with men, when in Christ we're born again,
Removing the sting of death, while giving us eternal breath.
You may not believe this friend, as all life on earth will end,
Our soul lives on eternally, but in darkness without Calvary,
Which, gave us Eternal Life, through the Lord, Jesus Christ.
Come to Him before the end; eternity with Him you'll spend.
Cogito Ergo Sum
holiness is the source of our energy it is a manifestation of God's sacredness of our soul, as it is an innate aura, engulf the immortality of the soul, for the path of eternity is illuminated its sanctity of holiness
as great Jesuits theologians manifest that the way to perfection of the soul is through faith, a humble hearts is a spirit that believe the mercy of the Father, the omniscience and the omnipotent in all creation, for God is.
......... the provider and the source of life
..........that God's creation is for the fulfillment of existence.
..........the alpha and the omega of everything that exist.
..........that dominion is through out the whole universe
a wonderful fulfillment that God has given us the free will to decide, where our soul take it rest, it is a freedom of choice, of every step, we make, of where it take and end
as the great Dominicans theologian belief and stand that all we have seen and live is only part of a beautiful creation of God, perfected by His mighty architect hands, the wisdom that encompasses beyond extraterrestrial universe, as it lay down the master plan of His creation, for we have witness the loving Father of life..
.........the only loving Father, and the giver of life
.........that His kingdom awaits for our salvation..
.........the eternity is for us to live.
.........that all soul are part of His grand master plan
our faith brings us to the realm of God's wisdom, an eyes that close, leads us to see the truth of creation and the salvation we ride, our
faith is the key, to reach its destination, be aware that holiness is the door for we had already the key to perfection of our souls, the acceptance of free destination, brings us to His kingdom
great theologians have witness and lighted our salvation to the right path, the will of the father and as God destined us to go is not where our soul want to go, but rather the purity of our hearts will bring us to our faith that save our soul...... a final destination is the eternity we
have to reach... the Father who awaits us in His paradise
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SARAH PALIN - The Vice-President
Sarah the humble servant of the Lord, in the book of
Pentateuch and a mother who witness the true faith
of Abraham, a servant whose faith, hold her to stand
all the adversities, even sacrificing her outmost being
of offering her beloved husband to Hagar, for the
salvation of the Hebrew's people it is the same faith
that brings her closer to God and fervor the chosen
people, to subdue the earth as many as the stars in sky
and as plenty as the sand in the sea, she is the meaning
of the covenant promised by the God of creation
Sarah, the humble one, win the hearts of anyone who
seek tranquility in one's soul, her presence leads the
faithful to find direction to pursue, the truth of what
the Lord want them to do, a lamp that glitter in the
high way of darkness, of what the soul desired, the
heart speaks, a mother and a faithful servant of God,
Sarah sprouted like a lilies in the desert, which grows in
meadows of dawn, as all are grass lean on with birds,
Bees and butterfly to live, she was the apple of the eyes
in their lives
the virtue of humility sowed by her gentle heart, has
lived among us, our human experiences, have entangle
with meaning of her virtue, it is a renewal of faith of
what we want in life, what we are today, make us
better for tomorrow, a faith of understanding of what
will be the future
Sarah of the past had come to witness and lives at this
moment, she is a mother that cares and nurture her
sibling, even the pain of rejection she stand, for the
love she cherish is not but life itself, in her bosom heart
she is a mother, worth to follow, whose faith lives in her
heart, a woman who was present of the past and
remembered in the future, till her last sweat that drops in
her life leads to her knees; she is the servant of Alaska,
who comes to know that beyond those boundaries their
are people who need her undying service to be filled
Sarah is alive today, she is our today... a woman who
trust the Lord in all her life.... we have come to build our
future... it is the unity of our faith that moves us to pursue
our joy.... a happiness brings that beacon our hearts, its a
change........a chance...... and a choice.......to believe....
Sarah Palin
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Fuming Heaven
we stumble, for many reasons, yet! we stand again
for countless of hope, we never surrender, though
others fall to the ground and never tried again, but
deep in their hearts they still believed that they are
once a winner in some degrees
a high precision keeps on in every way, pause for a
while and continue to survive, until all exhausted to the
edge and learn for something that pushes us to face
what seems no hope to the lapses encounter
all are invited, to go, to reach, to attain the
meaningful journey where each one wanted to
experience of what is beyond these wonderful stages
of life, where the steps is the sole beginning of an
ending search of soul in the high way of perfection
the mind has just started, but the heart is still broken
luring where to hide, the weaknesses each heart, to
face the beginning of fuming heaven
be the one who will touch every hearts to where the
soul desires and let every moist feel the trembling
body to reach the boiling heart of forgiveness, to the
loving Father for all the time, have always open the
door to hear the echo of every voice of the heart
let me be the mirror of the each breath to the heavenly
call, for there the immortality of the soul repose where
the everlasting life stays forever
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Who am I behind You
my heart fall into the ground, like a moist in the ocean sea
mumbling like an oyster clamp into the ghetto of the lost
paradise of Poseidon
look my muscle like gladiator, weaken like Hercules, stress
out by Delilah on the eve of sleepless night, you have stand
in my memories, where everything loom so emptied in my
heart
give and strengthen, what might be seen, experience the
looting soul, crying with out tears, calling what the heart
cried and shout where nobody listens, the pain that numb all
because of love what then, is the prize but a tears that
bleeds deep into my soul
if the knot that hold you on the yoke of my shoulder, leaves
you the meaning of dying everything to me then, let me
touch thy sacred passion of who you are to me, where I
may looks up the sky and tell that you’re the pieces that
looses its taste in my heaven nest
as all may loosen the holy tie that close the door in your heart
this humble beginning of truth leaves no legacy that once in
your life time my heart lives in you the everlasting love of
mine who is and who was the future of your life......
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Long live America
triumphantly they shout, jubilantly they celebrate, joyfully
they sing their voice of praises and thanks, its a day and
a moment, to remember that the nation has come together
to face the new challenge of a new America
it is a call to victory, all are winners, all are beginners, to a
new vision of what awaits to the American people in the
high way of change, for every one holds a breath of history,
a chapter in every pages of life, in search to a prosperous,
nation
dream are only a dreams, shackle in the ecstasy of memories,
just always remembered, our dear forefather for they believed
of what they envision of the future, their hearts leads us to
conquer of what is today and now is the moment to grasp, of
what is time in our hands
today is the future that holds, and tomorrow is the day to stay,
live it today for this future lies only in our hands, a lesson to
know that yesterday is just a steps for to day's to come
long live AMERICA, there is only one America to live, like
America, a home that every one is free, a nation that God
will find its way, to be bless through out eternity
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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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The citizens of Heaven
everything has its final resting place, a place where no other man
promise, a home of many races, an atmosphere that everyone,
is safe, where beauty resides in every hearts that believe,
what wonders the universe display, of no day and night
would see, only the light above shine in the altar of
God, in thy soul, feel of the glory reveals
be happy those who are in sorrow, be strong those who lost hope
the Lord thy God give you strength, be thankful, who are in
beds, for your illness live no more, be joyful, who gained
depression, your day is blessed with sound mind,
all has already redeem in thy precious blood by
of the son of man, Jesus of Nazareth
the Kingdom of God, is for all, creeds, race, faith, needs not to pay,
religions, beliefs, dogmas, are just only a way, to reach the
kingdom, for its for free, so why should say, that the
heaven is only for few, when the truth its for
anybody who are the citizen in thee
live life to its fullness, live according to the commandments of God, the
Torah, the Quran, the Bible, the Bhagavad-Gita is the way
to the perfection we want, the light that leads to the
heavenly Father, the end of the beginning of
our existence
the gate is for all, open so wide, that everybody can join, it is not
close, to the sinner nor dead end to people who take
revenge because of faith, it sees no short coming,
and welcome, anyone those hearts is pure to
to accept God is the everything of thy
soul
let your soul surrender, to the One, the giver of life, the only God of
the universe, the Yahweh, the Allah, the Divine Lord Krishna
and the Christ, let every immortal being be true, to its
calling of honesty, to every brethren who joint in our
heart, a trust that is call to remember each
faith that their is a kingdom awaits each
and everyone in the Father's vineyard
may the gate of the eternal life be in our hearts, may the trust of the
Almighty Father, lives in our immortal soul, and our lips
proclaim the glory of God, till eternity
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Limelight Sight
off
the beginning of the end
the eyes will close
and the memory will linger on the
body language
of the soul,
the destiny is near and the end
of every beginning will start;
until the night comes closer to the curtain
of each wishing soul, eager to join the
parade of the whole
clouds that gallops the entire body
where silent will finds
the ears that
wait and easy to say amen
come reach the
highway of change and step beyond
where today is forever true
of the soul; rebuild the unending search
and stay with whom
your faith rise to find the lasting home
of eternity,
thou death comes prior
to what belief gives
take the whole
of what it brings to the soul, for nothing
than a simple offering
of incense perfume brings genuine
heart that gives
Life
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The morning comes late
all i give is to what is life, all i take is for you, all i made is to make
what you are today, all is just a vanity like smoke that fade in a blink
of an eye
as the night passes the day, all are counted merit for you, all is
given credit what you have done, the pain, the agony, the victory,
the joy are all for you
the happiness you offer to the world, is but a essence of what you
are in this creation, be apart for in every part you made, it might
be the last moment of your stay
it is in this victory that you are call, it is in this happiness that you
have to serve, it is in this life that you exist to procreate, the given
task, only in you, knows that you are in a journey of this life
in every morning, if the sun stand, anchor in your bed and you
feel that you are fine, let your heart tells and be not wary, for the
you are in a journey of no turning back
time is but a moment of an endless journey, a blink of where soul
stand still, of no where to define, just an aura of nothing happen,
only the past will tell, of who you are in every beginning
let your soul move on, of where to floats, angel from different
direction will blew your heart to a place where, you never forget
and you will remember, that once upon a time, your immortal
soul belong and have live this majestic state
just wait, you will be honored and respected according to what
you gain, it is just a passing scene in your heart witness only by
your soul the everything you have made in you life
may you wake up in good faith and live this life to be continued
to life everlasting, have a nice and beautiful morning
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I Believe In You.... Dear
life is full of meaning that only you and i can tell
everything we share and take, is just but a memories
to remember, that we have partake, the pain and joy is
an experienced of life, a thing to ponder, that we live
is not a journey of lossing oneself but a giving of the best
in you, in giving we learn to live again
life has no contenment it is in our heart that makes it
satisfying to live, for in dying oneself we learn that giving is
something most value of what our soul cherish, our heart desire
to live of what is love, but only in giving that we die
life desire the best to live, for in you, i learn to die, a painful life
encounter of my soul, it is in giving of what is dying that the
meaning of existence is dying the most value in you
your not an angel that i forsake, not even God whom i adore,
nor the master of myself that i respect, or a designer of my
destiny, yet your the wisdom of time that makes me what i am
life that i live with you, is but a searcher of who iam in you, in the
universe, in the moment of time where i exist, your something
that my soul can't resist......
a light that transcent beyond my sight
a sky that i can reach and touch
a horizon of rays that only i can feel
a beauty that flows within my soul
a wisdom that only you can whisper in my heart
a voice of en endless time that tells me that i am not alone
life we take in our journey to the beyond time, is wonderful, and the
answer of fate we meet is a beginning of our unending committment
to live where it ends
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Smile the scented wind
let me be the wind that wash the tiding sea and sudden
the illusion of this day and capture your heart in the endless
beauty of your destiny
thou, the living blue ocean always bring, happiness and
as the trumpeter echo of my call, nothing has come to live in
your bountiful scented smile in the wind, my dear soul rest
oh! my admirable dear desire, my passion shadowed in your
wisdom of love, enduring the holocaust of pain as you walks
amidst my trembling heart, I restore to live beyond today
let me ask a little pardon, the humble beginning of my love,
that leads me to kiss my ignorance of being, that hold me to
push the reason, why forgiveness comes first to your mercy
I come thou, in the brightness of today, blinded that you
Will just a dew to believe the point to accept that all lewd
I to know the zeal that begin the idyllic time with me
may come the sea fished, the water in the dueling night
of the coming ocean blue light of tomorrow, for thou shall
my heart paddle my soul to rejoin; with the time to bring
the memory of you my wind beneath the angler hook of
today ….
tell my beloved One ……
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gossiping God's wisdom
have always faith in our heart and everything will be
answer, even in the very smallest question hidden in our
soul my God can explain pieces by pieces and all our
minds will be at peace
the fulfillment of the chamber of doubt, will be uncovered
for my God is a God of eternity; his knowledge is beyond
compare, the wisdom foretold is always reachable to those
who always believed that He is the mighty One in the
universe we live
the sign of the time has reveals, so why worry, as the
Ozone layer comes to melt the North Pole ice, the rings
of fire sprouted like Lilies, the tsunami conquers the ocean,
the global warming hand in hand close encounter, with the
global economic recession
a false prophet with their false prophecies gambles always
in day to days lives, that’s all, that what makes life crazy
and lazy to live and go what is the normal activities
requires, has faith losses its taste, where the countless
of skies falls down to the ground and turn away there galaxy
oh! man who always believe not of God, leaves this world
without a trace, breath air without inhaling and always
turn back God's wisdom has conquer man's wisdom and
ends to be a fool, the master of creation have made this
world perfect and has built this house of the universe more
strong, and excellent for mankind to live till beyond life
everlasting
let not your soul lost its eyes to capture the meaning of
God's omnipotent power for his strength and omnipresence
lives in every heart of the universe, He always be there
in the midst of our faith that entangle always by our soul
trust even if other doubt and believe even if other dismay
your faith and be proud that you have a God that holds you
in the life to come
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The Willing Sacrifice
a decade will tell, the flower witness the agony, of
the horizons dawn call to settle down the tired body
that lay, as the wind blew to humble the dew in
every face subdue
my bones motioneless foretold the coming day
never recall, the tour goes untold, yet! my face
smile for another duo, even every beats lasting
to please on the oxygen refresh, what then i wait
in the shadow of the valley of death my soul
return
as the Lilies and the Daffodils wither, the
ice melted to the incense perfume; glitter my
heart call i will depart, leave not to dismay my
soul, poison my skin and all has gone to the
grave I am now entomb
passion my everlasting song, the witness of my
joy will live in the memory of memories of leaving
my day of gladness; resist my farewell and
humble my goodbye; remember the day of
tomorrow for my deepest signature lives in every
midst of every moment i leave
call me a brother to all as my step wait every
song i sing through out the end till everybody stay
in the wreath it display, for in the halo the angels
give and brings eternity to my final day with a new
beginning day to remember my lasting wish to
be happy
now, never be in my dream to leave my song
and my moon walks evolution, nay! tears fall down
to the ground and say again that i'll always be in your
heart and soul in special song of peace..... be in your
prayer..... I’ll be then gifted to the refreshing return to
the promise birth of heaven …. of my soul....
may you rest in peace my Brother Michael Jackson....
a point of lines...a tribute....dedicated to the greatest
King of the Pop of all time...........'Bro. Michael Jackson'
poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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