the snow have just melted last year and the volcano
have a little bit grown, the glaciers have shown to crack,
and the clouds happen to open the sky, the dismay of my
heart fall down my face to the ground i stand
look my reddish lips have gone freckle, waiting to
scatter like mirror in the wall; a zigzag puzzle of no
where to share and my flesh mumble that twisted, turning
my whole body to an explosion of bombs in my head, the
whole earth seems no easy to escape, in the facade in
the islets of burning path leaving myself to the furnace of a
living fire
my appearance may looks false but my heart felt
the pain of what things to be done, leaving a mark that
calls the dying soul to live in the spoil of coldness of thy
soul, feel in the heat that hit to the wondering anger in each
heart, learning to settle little things in every passion of
mercy in the midst of uncertainty, pull me up and embrace
my wicked emotion, that now iam at a mess in the journey
of what I am in today’s yesterday apart
leave me, my dear soul the heart as it is call, my
promise have lifted me alone, waiting me down and show
me the illusion of what is a dream as you fool, then lead me
to open my spirit to knock the gate of dream in the night as
it fall
wake up my friend, hope for the best and remember that
there will be tomorrow for today.............
Antonio Liao
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-your-heart-is-broken/
