Emotional Discourse.....

pain hurt and buried me to the ground, the
scatter hope of my dream birth the beginning
of my tomb; the hyperbole of waiting to the
endless touch and passion of my longing

suck my finger into the dungeon of the
spirited darkness, iam waiting to face my time;
hold me not to damn my poison in the taste
of your hand, trembling like a emptied heart
touches my spirit of wish, i quest

temp lost my tie and brings me to the highest sky
receive no not my tears iam loosing my grip, put
my lonely heart in the clear heaven and show me
the deeming light that you past bye

come my dear heart and hope that, the pointless
journey regret no return and the light had showed
me the lasting memory of your stay

me, the shadow of today has just return in your
faceless stay of the moment i lay.......

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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