Antonio Liao Poems

what mean to be broken, should be forgotten and
what if the cup is to drink, the table and the chair is
used for a meal, the purpose is made not for
nothing just to fade
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as the fish swims into the sea and find its way to
feed and happy, the water Lilies breathe in the dirty
pond to grow into a beautiful flower, of where the
bird wants to sip its sweet drops of crystal water
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the closeness of one self, push every twinkling eyes
to dropp tears, falling into the midst of wilderness, like
a wave in the barren ocean of merciless current, leaving
the inner self to the dungeon hell of shame
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created in a simple form with a simple purpose
to enjoy what is given and live in a simple ways
where each gift is given according to each one
needs
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she must be angry
of money,

the moment money comes
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thank you for everything you have been with me, for a
million minute, a thousand days and countless of moment,
especial the time when i needed you most you are there
standing beside me, hoping my pain and trouble mind, ease
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grow as it grown, in my mothers womb i crib, in her veins i
take my strength, what wonders i survive only in her i live, as
i sleep, in the wall i cried cover me, with her tender skin, that
a mother tongue and lips i know
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what wonder you give, where everybody, looks at you with
a very smiling beauty, a feeling of something, where
every one have never experience being one in your
dream of ecstasy
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