Oh Path ways of Goodbye

stress
the emotional
discomfort inside the four
walls corner of the room;
waiting has come to the moment
of pain to where drops of cheek full
of tears, hanging in the mid-air to fall

fresh from early dew,
a moist of the rain forest
for each leaves fall down to the
ground whisper every fertile soil to enjoy

the heart dismay,
toddler to breath in the
crib of milk in the mother lips,
though found something screw of the
hands which thumbs wealth in the palm

paddle the past to learn
the future of today and let not
be the beginning of resentment to be
gone without helping hands to hold and die

oh! lasting embrace
comes in the great quest
for a breathless request goes subdue......

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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