if ever, i jump in the furnished of fire, laughter <br />may burst my sympathy, and my anger may leads <br />me to annihilation, leaving my cool head to float, <br />that end is not a surrender <br /> <br />as the refreshing morning sun focus my breath <br />and wound my flesh the vessel of stamina, <br />powered my delighted spirit to wait the spring for <br />an autumn brings sprouted grass may grows <br /> <br />laughter echo my pain, letting the plain of blooming <br />flowers flame the dawning meadows of a faded hope <br />to survive, waving, until the end last may come and <br />say till then i return <br /> <br />on the road the heart stand, the spirited glows and <br />come as it may go, for the faded glory never loose <br />the grip that make believe the haiku of life as it turn <br />to blue <br /> <br />off the fume, the suffocation has twist to supplication <br />and as it paved the wit of time to remember, the <br />hymn has come to sing the wonderful song of life ……<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/joke-of-fate/
