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Antonio Liao

Rookie - 721 Points (november 7,1957 / dapitan city)

Featherless wings


last night i dream that i was walking in the clouds, huge
heavenly petals like pebbles wash away my tears, a moist
of silver blue drifted my pink cheek; cool, smooth and soft
as i feel it, clear as the ocean wave and beautiful as rainbow
when the sun scatter its radiant ray where i seat in the
cumulus formation of clouds beneath my feet

in a glance, speed like light passing through my eye, blinking
without control while my nose seems white as a snow failed
to breathe the air, choking with my eye staring above my head,
thinking that this might be the end, as the naked eye said adieu
death comes like a thief of the night, then i have to go, but in a
sudden moment i notice that iam not alone in the wilderness of
beautiful clouds, their are humanoid form of being floating
waving, cheering, singing sweet melody of song, and calling
many name, whispering me not to be lonely; it’s the clouds that
made us to hope, it’s the song that give us the feather to fly and
it’s the dream that leads us go, to a place, we almost have to
know

waiting for a day of night and day, seems no end, not a single
feather grown in my body cause me pain, bother and confuse
leads my way to pray, that in my featherless wings i can reach
the sky; fly my featherless wings fly up, up to the heaven above,
guide my dream in your own destiny, a place where my soul will
be happy, stay with me winged angels, featherless wings has to
fly high with you in the heaven above

oh! dream show me the way my featherless wings have something
to say, please listen my winged angels and hear my
featherless voice.......


“angels wings is made not of feather, it’s a deep faith of their
loyalty to God, tangible and form like wings”

Submitted: Tuesday, May 12, 2009

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  • Rookie rago rago (11/6/2009 2:13:00 AM)

    good expressions......... angels wings is made not of feather and featherless wing where were to go? ..... (Report) Reply

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