A Poem A Day Keeps The Poet Happy Poem by Antonio Liao

A Poem A Day Keeps The Poet Happy

Rating: 5.0


leave me not my pen, go and stay with me
my immortal dream persuade you to looks
at me, dragging every inch of an ink fuse
in my nervously happy feeling, eludes the fear
of wasting every moment of my day

I have seen the shadow of the night and touch
the morning sun where every blink drops of
tears sweetens the taste of star, underneath my
strand of sweet words it stand....the poem

suite me to every shooting star, from the
Milky way to the black whole where nobody
understand lives as it turn and run in single day
in the sun, only a level of every minute is mute
for what ever is told, the hearts of a poet
foretold, the meaning of what is a day

enkindle my dream of ecstasy and color my
vision of what is beauty, remember me always
that for a countless moment of my pen is a life
it takes and a particles it bleaks, leave me no
more, I am gone forever

oh! my pen, behold you have fold me, to know
more than I know, you have bridge me to foresee
what every soul has to believe, you have tangle
my emotion to write every poise of what is being
seen and true, now that you have made and make
of what I am today, live with me and be with me
until then........I depart……

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kesav Easwaran 31 March 2009

about your poem title...it's really that way...you have vented out the true feelings of a poet in good verse...thanks 10

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Lt Feitosa 02 April 2009

Nice poem...just great lines!

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Catrina Heart 03 April 2009

Truely well said my friend, those who have the passion of writing expressing their minds and their hearts in a poem make them feel glorious and light..........10

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A very descriptive and passionate poem of the beautiful art we all share here. You weave your words magically from beginning to end. A 10 from me

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Mel Vincent Basconcillo 07 April 2009

u r so right! this shud b added in the bible =) nice one -mel

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Abdulrazak Aralimatti 12 October 2015

oh! my pen, behold you have fold me, to know more than I know, you have bridge me to foresee what every soul has to believe, you have tangle my emotion to write every poise of what is being seen and true, now that you have made and make of what I am today, live with me and be with me until then........I depart…… Verily, a great passion, a passion of a poet in you.....10 I invite you to read my poems

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rago rago 10 July 2009

a fine well expressed poem and true to the core.........

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Obinna Eruchie 14 June 2009

good poem, antonio. you penned well.

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an absolutely true title and the poem substantiates the feeling...lovely

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Dr Hitesh Sheth 07 April 2009

A comment a day keeps poet happy..............Good Wite...................

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