Haze Your Dream Poem by Antonio Liao

oh! nightfall
as you have
started to kiss the sun goodbye,
you have gone to your sense
to cry
like falling leaves that
touches the ground, a glimpse
of nothing than
to settle your droplets of tears
on the most buried ground
to rest

where now the mighty strength
I possess and you
have offer, for even, the little
scarlet Blue Ocean
is willing to come; is this
the prize of
tears, just a dotted of fear
that captures my being

now the past is near
to remember, watching like stream
of water that goes down
to find a relief; thou refresh look
for a boon to cry

... loop honor fears, just
like wind chasing the haze