Antonio Liao Poems

walk down the path, full of passing memories
and win the past, leaving to the sadness of limbo
into the garrison of ghettos, where you'll stay
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the kneel
of
mercy blown in the thundering
angry heart and broke
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hello! what time is it now, the step that wake every
awaken sleep, a sweet hello in the pillow as the blanket
cover its feet, and shame touches the toughest skin
flatten
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the world will be wonderful in you
with every day’s stay; you have open my
silent mood, after a life time of waiting in
your womb dear mother....
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chasing with the wind is not but gone
life as we have is not but a passing
scene in our own very eyes
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deep in our heart, lives the breath of our soul, the immortality
of what it is made, lies in the wisdom of the one who created
the eternity as the destiny of every living and non-living materials
that exist
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i penned you in the head,
like a rainbow
in my hair
glittering, as any body
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when everything looses its taste and vengeance cloth the
agony of the heart, the gnashing of teeth birth the beginning
of hatred, and the sting of death lives with thy soul, through
out generation to come
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at my age iam still in love with you, no matter what it comes
as my days are counted to the maximum, and my knees,
touches to the ground, still my unceasing lips wonder in
your warm welcome of promise
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let my heart be exulted, and my lips be humbled for i say Amen,
the language, where angels and saints and all created beings
wish to say, that in God  and with God the universe exist 
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