Antonio Liao

Freshman - 791 Points (november 7,1957 / dapitan city)

Happy Death - Poem by Antonio Liao

touch
the silent bang of the night,
while the great
echo of sleep conquer the dusk
Of the eternal passion

always
in a hurry the close won’t close
yet the light comes
deem for the door often peep
to see

droplets
of dew fall, waiting the soil
to grow touching
every fertile land to bloom, nothing
is done with you
have gone

last minute
your eyes call, saying good bye
that’s makes us fool,
as dried check wonderfully
comes in the shower of rain
takes every grain
to end


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 30, 2010



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