Bernardo Adantor

Bernardo Adantor Poems

Im of the kind that cries and the world hears
Im of the kind that joys and the world loves
My roots have been grown in sorrow and peace
My trunk has has been fortified with the rain of passion
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Raise your heart

Proud as he sheded blood, he raised his heart
Legacy darken from the new generation but he played his part
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Whispers at the coliseum.

Her shield carries the souls of many
Blood run down her shins
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Escobars shook the earth

The earth shook Pablo's soul elevated
The goal post vibrated, his head dropped in remembrance
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Fructify the human spirit

When shall we burn the crosses the stars the Qurans and unclench fist
Fast in pre feast and fructify the human spirit
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An architect's love (God creation / choosing mankind and earth)

As im writing what flwating,
Remember this hieroglyphics words
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'Parachute on my back"

Parachuted from the ground up
Generation x online experience faced up
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Answer me Daniel, where are thou?
John are you sure you scribed the right message?
..but....but earth is so beautifull, the sun is so vibrant
the color so lively, the Green so pure.
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Truth is I don't believe.
Truth is All truth is volatile
As far as heaven is concerned
pain on earth may be to heavy to on to st peters golden rope.
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I laugh but im really crying
I sleep but my minds eyes really couldnt be more awake
I hate but its love that really fills my veins
I speak to you but i am really yelling at your soul
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Bernardo Adantor Biography

“He who knows not and knows not he knows not: he is a fool - shun him. He who knows not and knows he knows not: he is simple - teach him. He who knows and knows not he knows: he is asleep - wake him. He who knows and knows he knows: he is wise - follow him.”)

The Best Poem Of Bernardo Adantor

The Tree That Holds Life.

Im of the kind that cries and the world hears
Im of the kind that joys and the world loves
My roots have been grown in sorrow and peace
My trunk has has been fortified with the rain of passion
My branches have shaded nations of the third world
My leaves fell upon the garden of empathy
I beg to put your axes down..
Please do not hack...
i die life goes with me and My stump shall be covered in blood.
Put your axes down and let mybleaves flourish your soul.

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