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Tree that bears Flower

spread my wings; shield my shadow for eternity’s’
belt, the neon light reflected the highest sky and
calls for a great wind; rain that hold the grain
young as the meadow of Daffodils, sway the
melody of each beginning

made each leaves be the smell of your dreaming
sweet taste of returning home and be the entity
of courage to live in the pendulum of singing time
laps in every presence of the heart; for you to
know, and hold on of sublime surrender

bloom and cherish my flower, let every perfume
capture each beginning, never the opulent heart
blink the horizon star of darkness close the
window to stop your wisdom

move to the point that shows the leaves that smell
the harmony of wind and propel to the professing
idiom that life, never fail to reach the heart that
desire of tomorrow

let me first lead and do the beginning of being
a tree ….

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As the memory last......Forever joy.....

lift no stone unturned and live the beginning forever,
until it form in the eternity you will be reborn my dear
soul

nay! come to me the lips that never say and the feet
that always be, for in every step you found leaves no
footprint of oozing speed; like a thunderbird looking back
where eyes find its prey

be the voice in the wilderness, the chime of the
mocking bird, the perfume of the Daffodils, the beautiful
flower that grows in the oasis of timeless serenity of
time

forever immune by the smile of your style and capture the
sweeten joy of happiness; the marching of beats has laugh
the fun of the yearned cheer, be on the lamb light of
harmony with the one you give and share, the best in you,
the “you “ within me my dear heart

as lots to flame the heart, scars the perfume of smell,
passion every feeling the beginning still the herbarium of
scented light in the spark of each joy, united in between
the memory of you and me

forever i’ll go; my darling, reminded of you, in every path
and of every way, your special, whom my heart desire with
me in the eternity i wait, as i say goodbye, dear heart......

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Descendants of the Yelu Clan

mountain rages echo the name, capture
every river and forest; as the stream calls
every Leaves of the tree the sounding name
of Yelu kinship

now the heaven open the sky, and the
gate of life; shower every high of crib for
a new horizon bless the meadow of the
brave and lasting strength of the clan spirit
move to the East

a rise dear blood, the hour has reveals the
turning point of hope to scent the honor of
the throne, smell the blooming flower of the
Chinese flourishing mighty power, that
window the beginning glows of the day of
reckoning light of freedom

the conqueror has fly the sky and the clouds
whisper to the wind; for the people’s courage
has turn back to get the precious stone

sore high dear dream and let the shooting
star hold the breath, and birth the sweet
reality of the eyes…….

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A flower for you.....

My being stands to judge my emptiness and
let me lead the radiant hope of your dream, to reach
the zooming aspiration of heart; a motionless of
desire in my soul

I’m may be a hero you've not seen, a flower
that bloom's in the desert of beautiful faces, a water
fresh flowing from a dirty stream, where fish
wish and like to swim, I may not be the bird that flies
in the highest sky, just let my beautiful wings
spread and bring you to end, leaving you with no pain
as you stay beneath the feather i’ll go

Leave nothing for me in the air instead brings me to
stay, the oozing spirit gently sway, in the midst wind i
can see the way, and bring all the flowers i give
for thee, for the flight i'll take is high and fast as it
could be

Hold on the flowers and smell the fragrance
while you’re on the way, its spell like fairy tale, yet!
live it and face reality, for the flower i give
will hold you to the end; the humid beginning of
flowering bloom’s in the air

Here's a new flower for you.....Darling

Diao Anton

“ A poem dedicated to Dr. Arcelita B. Zamoras “

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A Poet Garden

the sun will rise from the East and set
in the West; where all the beautiful birds
whisper and sing there harmonic melody
of praise, whistle that call to a memory
of today and live forever

see the sun flower sprouted like Lilies in
the garden of sweet meadow of Daffodils,
and the butterfly and bees love to taste its
sweeten gift of fruit of every days
beginning

look at the wind blew its magnificent
humid air; harbor the crystallized pebble
in the shore of history forever more, as
it wait the coming morn of tide, that
paddle into the deep blue ocean of where
its want to stay

the sky showers its rainbow, and the
clouds form a color that the heart can see,
listen my dear blue heaven, the journey of
each fly wait and touches the sky; let us
dream to a place where the eyes can’t see
and a heart that only feels the immortality
of life of eternity

let be our dreams hold a pen, and show the
wisdom of ever learning eyes of the
poet beginning up to the end ……

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Speechless Heart

dismay may not the ignorance of my fate
and look what the beginning of my wish
as it trail the sublime point of line to remember
thou anything comes with an empty hands
that touches the passing gesture of your calmness;
always fit the retiring pulse of my dream

discourse everything that each heart desire the
night shadow hides the dungeon of pain,
even the unleavened bread leaves its taste of
memories to live forever

now the teardrops fall capture the moist
of a morning episode of life; encountering again
the venue of commitment, where the paradise
of wisdom reside in the wilderness of love

Indulge my pain and lead my close eyes
to whisper speechless heart …..

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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

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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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On the knee of your Shadow

I may be
the angel
of your sight and a
the powerful breathe
of your life,
yet!
the minute share
is but only a guiding
star of your sight,
and the reason
to
conquer your entity
is for the love that I
dream off

my eyes
vividly capture the
whole being
of what is the beginning?
and
the returning home
of each moment I return,
the surfing wind of the
sky,
the feather
wings of my journey,
the clouds of the
horizon of harmony I adore

please, let
not every teardropp
of falling rain
touches
my check for I will die
forever more in
your arm

I remain dear, my quest.......

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As I stay with you Forever.....

in the flower of pleasant morning, it comes
the morning dew, halos every raindropp that the
blooming flower it flews its petal snow of
perfume of each day's glow

the humid air had just come to feel the breezing
cool and embracing call of hyacinth fall, as the
beautiful gloom of the Cherry mid- autumn lure,
come my dear heart and go placidly into the
honey comb of my stay in your lurking fume

cherish my dream of my wisdom dream, the
ageless moment just come in the blinking eyes
of every blew, let the sudden time hold the
willing heart to hammock of your presence and
as i surrender my truly heart, i pray to touch your
pleasing hands of giving

see my dear heart the passionate heart of my
surrender, the beginning of my wisdom of loving
you, till life comes not may to end forever.......

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A grain of wheat

nurture on the time of memories, ripe in the season
of harvest, and store for a days to wait, till it can be
used for a meal to nourish the flesh

gain the better of tomorrow as the grain, grow in
the watered land in the sun it stand, blown by the
wind of uncertainty, patiently look the distance day
to come

harvest the bless of the grace and bloom the seeds
for a wonderful growth, thou shall the sea look the
wave that holds the wind to go

let, my passionate glance call the soul that loom, the
vacuum of the bewilder heart, the shinning star
wake you up in the bang of gladness in the silent
night of the heart

turn every wish to pass, the miracle of each journey
and light the aging year to come, and bring the lips
that make you the wonder of today

flash the orchards of honor, in the heart that viewed
to see the beginning of a day of yesterdays to come
for only in crystal eye you will see the real venture
of forever my dear

just a pollen grown in the wilderness of the meadow,
the drops of rain bangle the shadow of growth in
each seed that sprout, be as the silent of the angel of
the wings that spread in the victory of every soul

we will just return, to a beginning of the seed.....

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If i'll find you again.....

looking back where I started is worth while to
lived again, where I play the servant of your servants
and your the queen of heart in my little house, a
great domain of the fairy tale story between you and
me in the kingdom near the bosom castle of the
sea

made me to love and care, the whole of my life to you
to be free, a spectacular beauty that hold the inner
passion of love sprinkled in the highway of your
aromatic smelled body, behold my strength looks down
to capture the an endless adoration of your fantastic
fragrance of immortality

let me kiss and hug the solitude image of your splendid
shadow of the future that leads me to project the super
high way of tomorrow, where my heart breath the
hyacinth freedom of thirst amongst the days of reckoning
the love that you give beneath my powerless vigor to
shade no more my masculinity dear

hide me in your alluring spirit, pushing me up in the sky
wanting to end the suffering I return, now that life has
come to our heart reunited, witness the falling star, in the
penumbra of the winter solstice heavenly sky, showed my
bottom heart that you love me again, my birth sees no
reason that to love you is off no end

knowing you once again gives me the chance to win you
back in my loving arm my pleasure to reach the delta
of my beginning that you have come in my life, waving the
Galleon and sensing the Chinese junk in the river flows of
where it started to float in the horizon of today

feel me again, to you I see the river loose, the blues sky
that surf the wind and feel the tremendous bloom of
flowers in the desert pond; love me again my loving
darling, a dear to me a wisdom of my heart and the birth
of my everlasting love, come let the moment taste the
sweet honey of time, the bearer of light to the state of
every beginning, where I stay with you till eternity.........
.........rise again

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I have fallen in love with you.....

I'm living my whole life to you, your gracefulness of
love handles my emotional stamina, so wonderful
to feel the fumes of your smell, lighted in the hymn
of songs in the spirit of love

take every moment of few minutes, a thing to salute
the force that leads me to surrender, the masculinity
I possess, mill my grain I taste and toss the cup, that
never gain, the sweet melody of wind, harping my
tongue in your lips that call and listen to your echo, my
dear I have fallen in love with you again

let the flow of stream; learn to follow the road, to
surrender the eyes that close, let the your breath
hold to refresh the willing heart to kiss the motionless
hands I adore, your the the wisdom I return, my love

hold on and let me stand at your side and shout to
the golden wind, the great feeling I value the meaning
of you, leave me nothing to give, but the love that made
you, who I’m, today

fallen in love, I surrender in you......

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Window of the World

oh! dear heart, listen to the whisper of the angels,
as they’re calling the infinite shadow of
creation; leading to the horizon of golden path
of a new beginning of peace

oh! beautiful morning of the dawning gladness
of awakening heart, blow the wonderful tiding of a
joyous moment of the universe; return the glory
of the past and hold on the beginning of the
blooming smell of the fragrance of the everlasting
Daffodils in bosom soul, the siege has come to
touch the glory of each lasting sweet tomorrow, the
calmness of soul that stay of what is today

oh! whisper my coldness, the coolant of each
dream of remembering chores of a lasting journey
and my dear heart rejoice in the paradise I hope
gladly flourish and grow, until flesh dust to the grave
relief; come and lead the sided belief of my pleasant
eyes, where a pleasant passion of great desire of
creator laid its precious hand, of seldom my faith has
command

oh! great being I always pray, thank you for the
world of thy wisdom had come to show your powerful
hand, as wondrous deeds draws a valuable return of
what the best man can offer in your kingdom to come

oh! master piece of our soul, settle in this wonderful
and passionate world you’ve made, touch every ways
and lead it free for thy heart will obey, till the willing
heart will come for Thee …..

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A Whole New World

A Whole New World

flew to the horizon
of uncertainty and struggle,
hold every breath
to reach the most perfect hand
of the unknown, a water lou
of life of survival

believe drops of fate, a deep
rebirth of faith
inside the troubled heart; a weight
that some how struck
the essence of hope, nay! the surrender
of twinkling capture star

move on, the night keeps the breath,
waiting to warm your lonely heart;
it’s a new world of
true beginning, where determination
walks with reckoning
possibility and perseverance

let then every foot prints
call every beginning to
see the future ….

“beats of heart echo in a distance drum”
Ana May May Ann Gonzales

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Dream Dinners

dream wake me not to my deep emotional distress
as I want to close the shadow of the past, touching
my sobering illusion of your beauty

sleep my dear heart the morning waits for your
midnight deep slumbers, and as you go remember
that letting me wash my shivering hair would soon
fly in the early sky

let me be the beginning of your dream, the dining
horizon of your everlasting stay in the eternity that
awaits the unspoken words of silent love

the cup pour out the harness of perfume and the
smile smell the poison of truth, standing where the
point has to reveals the endless halos of sincerity
of your stay

you have come and witness the rainbow of
teardropp as it showered the grain of pellets of the
future, hold and catch that wisdom that will leads
every path to the Galaxy of dream dinner of
tomorrow

the moon stood up high and as its bright in every
tree in a glittering star of your poem; hasten our
streaming dream of peace and liberty we want to
die ……..

“ a poem dedicated to poet Tamara Hanaring …..
the Passion of a poet “

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If you go, take me with you

an endless moment have to stay, of where
a countless you have lead my way, to the
rainbow of my shadow awaits the presence
of each memory, the essence of who you are
in my life every night and day

capture my dear heart the hyacinth of beauty
and the immortality of gift bestowed the
truth of who brought me to see the meaning
of what life would be, you come to my
senses, lure and nurture the real foundation of
what life I take

choose, the beginning that sees no more the
love, that carried the sweet honey bees
strings, the mountain scenery looks the crystal
clouds, underneath the melodic echo of
winds surfing the horizon of eternity

your the inspiration that I adore, you're the one who
lingers me on, to pursue, float on the Lilies
of sprouting blooming golden flowers, the meadows
that blink every eyes to hold the ultimate
passion of you to my dear heart that calls, the
emptiness I long for life

let me touch you for a little moment, as you stay for a
while.... dear and let my soul remember that
day that you're with me, cherishing those happy
gongs, the beginning of where your heart played the
songs of today

please stay, take me with you, as my soul waited so
long to be home; a heavenly best and a beautiful
place, where I know that you'll always be there, to lend
me a hand as I return to my Father's hand.....I can't wait
my dear, hold me so tied till the sun is bright

' a poem dedicated to
DR. HABIB ADZHAR H. SARAHADIL on
his 57th birthday,2009 '

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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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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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After the Rain

i may not give everything, of a wish that your
heart desire; a beautiful merry making, a balloon
of color, a garden of full of flowers, not even a
place for comfort that other can given, nor a
solitude place to lay your arm and dream that
wish my dear

look at the rain that fall and the sweat that call to
a journey that both of us wish to touch, see the
night that leaves the sky so bright they don't wait
the sunset to dark, yet! gloom spread the whole
night with glittering spark of light

trouble hurt, the wind turbid the river, breaks the
silent sky with a thundering light, the storm struggle
to clam the motionless wind as the rain wait to
settle the ground of lasting rest, never the sun
comes to show its face, nay! shine in the wavering
sky of silent

now tell me, that the rolling tide wave the flow
of lasting lament of your presence, the speechless
of your heart grow the courage to go on, behind the
scene of fear; the direction that the scent of
perfume comes the beginning of stronger heart,
something that makes it stands in the minted hope
of this world

the lasting comfort that both of us would meant to
live the sacrifice that we are on through, the painted
home comes in the melted candle of sweat at all, as
it live and be with me till, death leaves no more in
our dear dream

live the old dream and dream comes once more in
our weary sky........

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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 ….

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