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Too old is the Pirates.....

what kept on scratching, when lies have already
swollen the flesh, let what it say the wound takes
it mark and the hurt makes has broken to rotten
the smooth

let the pleasure of the worm, emptied the hope
that lingers for long; the sweetest perfume
embroidered the skin, fine the beautiful muscle
of torso amongst the vessel of strength

the experienced would then tell, the oracle of
time the dense of perfume in the midst of the air
climbing the dunes of wind in the paddle of
existence

the old time comes to dismay the waiting of what
makes the callous of the past, resemble in the
beginning of a new life, as the flower blooms to
close the nightfall of the day

remember the Pirates of the sea, sail in the land
of free, waiting to pose as giant ready to shed, the
Trunk in every tree, with all the mighty strength,
To uprooted your dignity

cast yourself and be true to what you are today,
all comes in a freezing moment to stand, for a
wonderful today start for a good new day.......

poem by Antonio Liao
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As the wind color our dream.....

waking is not the beginning of time, it’s the start of a
day; the end has just started another point, to a start, an
end to a new beginning of a wondeful and beautiful
moment of time

open up my eyes and waste no time to close, the day
has just started, and a glow of every memories never
return the passing moment of what was gone now, as it
has wondered each solitudes of time in the midst of
yesterday’s goodbye

such a dream, captured my past, dreaming to the
presence of my heart, pushing me to leave no cause to
surrender my day of what was yesterday’s gone,
happiness brought me to hold, to mirror of what was
the end, an end to scant and resolute the meaning of
you in my life

recollect my soul of the dream that i have to go, beneath
those vine of memories; cable my joy to reunite my joy
to the beginning of another moment to live in this
wonderful days of my existence, humble my dear heart to
rejuvenate the most exciting adventure of my moment
with you in my dream

passion as you takes the ruins of yesterday and brings
my beginning to stand with your wings of what the future
brings, the day of yesterday, is just a beginning of today
and the passing scene is what is to come for another day,
it’s today my dear

come take me to your rest and paint with your golden
brush the beginning of my life, always color as you’ll be
to sweeten the tomorrow's of today................

poem by Antonio Liao
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Read my Lips

gripping and stumbling down, like a stream of
straw berry in the milky sweet lips, waiting for you
to come in the middle of the meadow of daffodils
in the dawning morning

holding the edge of the past, wondering the emotion
that settle in the wilderness of endless beauty in your
eyes and touching the dark of you; giving you the
hope to lean on in my arm with a daring heart that
makes you the wonderful lady of today

behold, as you're the moment of the age and wonder
that forever my dear comes to unite in the immortality
of every soul as the heart that rekindled in the losing
time, for each beat hammer the point of a journey that
never was experienced i breathe

come as what you say for me, and let all the puzzled
past resemble in today's celebration for i will always
be in you, my dear someone to stay......

poem by Antonio Liao
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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 ………

poem by Antonio Liao
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Breezing Finale...

make all the star bright and rainbow all the mountain with
good tiding and the flying bird stoppage the wind in the
sky with to much light; certainly death echo in the deepest
flow of the heart, my dear sweet goodbye, hello …

take off perfect head the righteous step has to go, while
touches the flame of hell; red light room close my naked
eyes, and the skin gear for hidden emotion exploded, behold
the ecstasy of moment, splendid smell of perfume teaches to
begin and offer, fine ….

crazy I me not, for the given time leads that day to see the
happiness of what is wonderful looks in your eyes of today,
something that brings no doubt of the mind that you’re the
one, who gives my own to surrender all that I have, oh! …..

whole heartedly, follow the sway of the leaf and obey the
waiting wind, as it goes to the crushing stream of passionate
memories, mixed amongst the fog of the silent forest call,
wait …

swear to me, as I go waiting to save my waiting breeze ….

poem by Antonio Liao
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Eloquent Quill

wish the time may change the twine of thane,
oh! wonderful star; the shooting star, please
wait, i want to see you through, touching the
ground and shout

come little voice, the quite moment sings the
Berry tree, as it blew the Cherry blossom leaves
in the midst sky of beautiful morning of Fuji, oh!
please make me strong as the Balboa tree of
Africa, waiting the coming dried season of each
year for you to see, my strong leaves

ink the beautiful feather of quill in your everlasting
heart forever my eloquent mind of today, lay all the
truth the essence of this wonderful memory of
history, alas! it comes again, for this hour leave
something that lead us to remember the passing
horizon of what is yesterday's a far

my words may come again like precious jewels
touching the hair in the forehead of each heart and
it will never be returned to the ground, nay last for
a lifetime to hold in your shinning hands, for it all
will just lost and leave in the foresight of every
man's eyes and capture each soul to nemesis the
spirit of the returns

say the words and it will past, and as you capture
the presence, the beautiful essence of you lives in
your lasting memory of today, live the eloquent
heart and the incense of quill perfume your destiny

i stand my future, spirit of the quill.........

poem by Antonio Liao
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Broken

You can close your eyes
And see a picture perfect life
Inside of your mind
Dreaming only of the days ahead
Wanted and wished for more than now
Or the days behind
You waste your time
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
You can never think
You cant even stop yourself
Before the words have been spoken
And youve already said
You would give everything
And something for nothing
Everybody thinks youre joking
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
You want to be the one
Made over be your own
Before and after
And a supermarket
Beauty in a bottle queen
Wholl one day grace a check-out counter
Magazine front cover
Though the fine print reads
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Lets it be broken
Broken
Broken
When your life is never what you wanted
Not even halfway normal
Just tarnished and soiled
When in your reach
A framed and frozen moment
So far from perfection
Not truth or transcendence
Will set you free
Still you dont believe
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken
The picture makes a promise
The flesh lets it be broken

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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The touching Night

lay
in bed listening
the whisper of the night
telling the breezing
wind that touches
my skin to hide my teary
eyes to sleep

oh!
bright sky,
feel my dawning sadness
of perfume of
gladness, the wore heart comes
to fall beneath the cliff of
waiting calmness on the floor
of my pebble angered
of the past

come
to myself and wonder
each hand
the glance of the beautiful and wonderful
world of hope,
as you rejoice my loving moment
of staying in your cool night
of beauty and ecstasy, where my heart
will always stay forever
in a dream

I
have nothing than to
lay down today.......

poem by Antonio Liao
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Everyone, and Myself

today is a new day
a new start
clean and bright
all shiny and new
a warm comfort
like the sunrise
a brand new start
letting go
feeling good
being myself
my past is my past
forgive everyone
and myself
love today
everyone
and myself
today is that day
this day was made
for everyone
and myself
its a wonderful feeling
to know yourself
for everyone
and myself
I have hope
for everyone
and myself
today I am Free
From everyone
and my Old self
Today I am new
To everyone
and myself
Today I am happy
For everyone
and Myself
Today Is a new Life
With Hope, and Meaning
With Everyone
and Myself
Love Everyone, and Myself
Because of Today
I Know Myself.

poem by Tony Hernandez
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Slash me out to go.......

hold your yes that tears, as i capture the halos
of the wind in my sand bag dust, please return
once more in my navel face where narrow unfold
story have i stay

weight my perfume and kiss my tears away,
knocking the doorstep of the window of my spirit
that force me to live, wait me up then. and lewd
me in the sole searching of my soul the
rendezvous of my stint, still swept me off, but yet!
wait me no more in my bosom heart my strength i
own

i leave no regret; as you come, i return as you
leave my deepest affection of my heart, showering
the plateau of my patience as you wept my tears in
my check, touching me, the shadow of my drifted
joy of your palm of tomorrows memories

as you come, holding the stream of hope, never
fade as it was, lurk the certainty of the coming;
willing to hypnotize the moment of the idyllic past
to see me change, you’ve been waiting for, you hold
me in a precious eyelid of tiding happiness of a
broken puzzle of chances of time, where i’ve seen
to rest

now, you’ll always in the edge of the surfing wind,
and ready to go, let the scene of the broken past
remembered of what was today in the isles of
the future ……

poem by Antonio Liao
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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.........

poem by Antonio Liao
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The Road may wind.....

let the journey begin and the will finds
the righteous direction of wind propels the
future of thy soul, into the morning sky of
today

be the breezing wind gently flown to
the waiting dunes and back hurriedly to
the sweet home of wonderful beginning; a
riding wave of every fish of hook

show the prosperous journey, the clock
seems echo its waiting moment of time,
where the muddy road wishing to hold;
the suspended sky in your weary eyes, as
it say let me hold you in my tears

puzzled and troubled sweat laugh in the
trembling suite of your wonderful heart,
know not me; cause the pain but a laughter
hold me to gain your great victory in every
hand and dream we hold on

make me, believe that the sharp edge of
time leaves with me, until the bottom of the
sand of the sea capture the wisdom of being
free

i am lifting to stand by your blessed hand,
let me live for another day to stay.........

poem by Antonio Liao
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Car On A Hill

Ive been sitting up waiting for my sugar to show
Ive been listening to the sirens and the radio
He said hed be over three hours ago
Ive been waiting for his car on the hill
He makes friends easy
Hes not like me
I watch for judgement anxiously
Now where in the city can that boy be
Waiting for a car
Climbing
Climbing
Climbing the hill
Hes a real good talker--i think hes friend
Fast tires come screaming around the bend
But theres still no buzzer
They roll on...
And-Im waiting for his car on the hill
It always seems so righteous at the start
When theres so much laughter
When theres so much spark
When theres so much sweetness in the dark
Waiting for a car
Climbing
Climbing
Climbing the hill

song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Pieces of Ages of Time

ages of time, cease nothing than a day in the
sun, night comes after the day as the rain pour out
from the sky, always find the shelter of droplets of
pebble in the running stream and each day will
become the turning point of your existence

joy and pain twin your destiny, the beginning of
your stay, is nothing but a rainbow of the shadow
in every swing of the wind in the tree, never be
afraid to walk; all are just a paddle of where your
step will be free; be the start to play and God will
lead each day for you to choose the perfect way

as the ages collapse and the dawn is waiting, sweat
tears started to fall into the ground, all wanted
to call and a little prayer whisper in lips devour, the
venue has started to swing hiding the treasure, you
have been belong

moist all the pages of your life, as the towering
dream of aspiration will come like lightning in the
midst of a sunny day, thundering volt shower in the
desert sun of hope, where a dunes of sand turn into
a golden spring in your life

forward, the end wouldn’t stop the pain of the past,
it settles down to a great stay and lives the chances to
change into a powerful new self to live........

poem by Antonio Liao
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Timeslot

honestly lies of what life, let it go as together
we track the spell, be the moment of perfume
of a golden memory of our stay, now dream that
your the Queen and I am the King forever, an
imagination again face in my heart

I love you, I love you, oh! of what is true in my life
lives me from now on; it will be of no end, and
someone tells that we will meet again, a same
old feeling of never change that ends

you will be back, with a waiting of magic in your
hand and I truly wait in your loving arm, feel my
life, like a true lightning of today's beginning

overflow my life as you’re true, just for you and
you alone.....

poem by Antonio Liao
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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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Ugly Paint

crack
in the brush,
slice the line and tamper
the bold corner,
waste of time, comes
no regret of it fingers tips,
swollen thumb
with tailing nails of broken pieces
of color

folded
join together
and faded brightness of
Red and Green,
scattered Indigo pamper
the shape and form,
ugly as the skin touches the smooth
face of beautiful picture
of tomorrow's gone,
the guided stream of lines, blacken by its
careless hands of
touch

Yes!
a lasting way of just
an ugly paint,
pattern on me, cover and let the rain
of adoration of search for
an easily hurt get
of deception of hope; something
smarter than
a little boy and girl stand and push
beyond the paint of gain and grain of
whole

pieces of sweat,
pattern makes every paint seems ugly,
yet! it makes sense in me;
sphere revealing
painting you have been long leads
my home,
of what is today and the future
of my day paint goes on,
as the color
printed with its style and let
every passers-bye
says a sweet
good bye …..

poem by Antonio Liao
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The scent of perfume in you.....

the night color the dream to fall into the midst of you
as I welcome my dear heart to stay in your eager
body of wonder; swept every sweat that hold the
warmest stared upon my naked eyes of reality

the smell, smile as the moon push my hyacinth of scent
of honor to stand with in the halos of the past, alone in
the wind of affection of stream as the tide of perfume
lives in your belligerent heart

i live in the glass of nowhere and stay in the stage of
nobody, afraid of showing my shadow of today, as you
leave me alone and let my opulent wings fly in the
horizon of the star, where my longing vanish the face of
arrogant in thy loneliness of my heart it fall

let the fragrance suite in my pride to make it free, i felt
that my worthless devotion will always be the beginning
of today’s passion of you, for in every flowers grow my
whole self belong only to your humble taint of perfume
that poisons my being, to be true of myself

resist my soul the adventure comes no regrets, a forget
and always to take the load, dazzling the rainbow of the
sky, where droplets of every tear cured the lasting
goodbye of my blind eyes that subside

now, take my hand and smell the smile of perfume in
your heart..... i still remember your first kiss in my
cheek and say take me in the sky of wonder…… my
Darling

poem by Antonio Liao
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Live & Breathe

Ive been waiting for the sky to clear,
To get me out of here
Get me on my way and go
Ive been waiting for a sign to appear
To show me the way to a place Ive never known
All I have are my dreams....
Your love and blind faith
There... in the sky spins a wheel,
Its giving me the feelin that my dream
Came true today
Chorus:
Theres a place... where we two can be together
Once the clouds are gone well both move on
In search of all weve dreamed
Therell come a day...
Blue skies endless and forever
Well, that time has come
Ive found the sun in you, I live and breathe
From the moment that I close my eyes,
Feel the sun it rise,
Hear it echo through my soul
For the first time in this young mans life,
Makes me feel alive
Fills my heart and makes me stronger
All I have are my dreams...
Your love and blind faith
There in the sky spins a wheel,
Its givin me the feeling
That my dream came true today
Repeat chorus
Someplace closer to both our hearts
Somewhere further than where we are
Just as long as theres hope enough
Long as I live and breathe
Repeat chorus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...

song performed by by Journey
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Live And Breathe

Ive been waiting for the sky to clear,
To get me out of here
Get me on my way and go
Ive been waiting for a sign to appear
To show me the way to a place Ive never known
All I have are my dreams....
Your love and blind faith
There... in the sky spins a wheel,
Its giving me the feelin that my dream
Came true today
Chorus:
Theres a place... where we two can be together
Once the clouds are gone well both move on
In search of all weve dreamed
Therell come a day...
Blue skies endless and forever
Well, that time has come
Ive found the sun in you, I live and breathe
From the moment that I close my eyes,
Feel the sun it rise,
Hear it echo through my soul
For the first time in this young mans life,
Makes me feel alive
Fills my heart and makes me stronger
All I have are my dreams...
Your love and blind faith
There in the sky spins a wheel,
Its givin me the feeling
That my dream came true today
Repeat chorus
Someplace closer to both our hearts
Somewhere further than where we are
Just as long as theres hope enough
Long as I live and breathe
Repeat chorus
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...

song performed by by Journey
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She Matters Most, Your Wife

He was a Bee in a Rose-garden,
Seeking nectar from its flowers;
Unable to quench his thirst, one day,
He had soon forgotten that
She was a Rose in the same garden!
His wife- a flower so rare,
Beautiful beyond compare,
Ready to blossom some day,
To perfume his life some way.

To forgive is divine, err mundane;
To learn from other’s blunders- humane;
So, forget the past and start afresh,
For you aren’t too old today!

When the devil can get credit,
Why not your wife her bit?
’Tis better late than never
To make up with her some way!
For, se is a Rose in your own garden,
A flower so very, very rare,
Beautiful beyond compare,
Waiting to serve all through life,
She matters most, your Wife!

My first poem ever written that was readied
In May,1998, coinciding with India’s Pokhran II
Blasts and has remained unaltered till date

poem by John Celes
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