Lips Poem by Manonton Dalan

there's tiny flicker from a far
like a grain of sweet sugar
could be moon shine above
makes it romantic or be love

i watch with emptiness; window
walking away from colored hue
come to think i can't be in shackle
to enjoy world before it crumble

i am free; blade of grass in prairre
praising sun; trees in beautiful day
should i fly to join wings of dream
for west is getting faster to dim

tired i must sleep to gain strength
for tomorrow i walk, walk at link
chase white shadow whistling
might take away deep aching