Antonio Liao

Veteran Poet - 1,359 Points (november 7,1957 / dapitan city)

Croak The Birds At The Early Dawn... - Poem by Antonio Liao

broken ribs
promise lullaby of goodbye,
come near to
my wishing heart
of pointless
words and I shall be home anymore
near to the window of rain

Roses grow
inside your heart, bravely
bleeds a knowing
heart of steel; feel my
life and reside
every refreshing clout of anxiety,
for holding you
overturn my lips to sweat and freeze
to lie

send me somewhere, and maybe changes
will break out the door
to remember me once,
just always find
a way to face the dawning
morning of the early
birds croak

come and find always a way that
will find us

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 27, 2010

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