My poem

leaning on a treespread sunshineyellow

seabird friendly cloudthey sing the song twilightsoftly, soothing my soul

the cold wind blowsI wish someone gave me a hugto warm my heart againto make me smile againto make me feel alive again

but that is only limited to my dreamsI'm not in space and time

alone is not badand slowly I got usedlive without the romanceand I enjoy it

I'm not giving upbut I have not time

I'd better writethan cry

I'd rather be alonerather than hurt, and hurt you

my dream is too muchand should I grabbefore I write my poems on love

I live my lifelike water flowinglike this twilight

never give upnever fear

looking for my identityfor what I'm living in this world?other than to love someone

I do not want to be richall worldly desires come true

I just want to be like birds in the skyreached for the sun to flywant to be a successful personin the real world or virtualin body and soulin friendship and love

later when I reached for the sunwhen it also opened the door of this heartfor someone

the sun is the spice of happinesswhich makes the leaves dancewhich makes the birds singmakes you smile sweetly

so I'm always alonewriting poetry at dusk