a simple smile, wouldn’t hurt you nor annoyed
your presence, it’s the big laugh that hunt
your being and destroyed your precious moment
with whom you consider the hour of happening

rush to touch the face of smooth but grandeur
facet of life, need not to be same, it’s the surface
of the internal manifestation of what the spirit
move, a lining of everyone’s feeling of the Inner
passion of the heart and soul

thou it brings high, the stone floats to see the very
surface of the ground, wishing all the sky that the
star wouldn’t give up to shine, even if the looming
light witness the darkest night

hail on the rough sweet words that kill a tail, yet
a blooming flower rotten the flower to fly ……

Antonio Liao

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-big-joke-is-a-laugh/