Poem – A Bird Storm
The bird’s place is in the sky
singing until being cry
A bird is free, but when falls in love,
It just die!!
The bird’s life is painful more than most
It lives in darkness despite afraid of any ghost
My heart was a bird,
and your love was a cage
Now my heart is dancing on your heart stage,
the dance of the slaughtered storm’s rage
And I myself hope to reveal my soul secrets
before the end of age
