Even my poem has not finished yet
no, never finish
till my last breath
till my encounter with the death comes
Let me know the ache
let me feel the pain
taste the bitter-sweetness of my fate
drink a bottle of tears
God, please, give me strength
to write down my words
to rhyming my poem
to shout my feeling out
in every line and verse
God, please, take me to another level
in rhyming my poem
to heal every piece of your heart broken
to draw a beautiful smile on your face
even make you believe that you still have a chance
to see the future tomorrow
July 30th, 2019
