ONE Poetry

A night southern,
A night in spring,
I wish can sleep like a baby,
Wishing there's a dream bittersweet.
A dream isn't for someone I love,
Nor anyone who says loving me.
I just need a midnight dream.
Mixing with realities and confusions.
Can I say out loud words:
"I am who I am......"
"I am once a legend."
But same stories get on show again.
All the happiness with sorrow,
All the smiles with tears,
All wealthy with poor,
Still people can stays,
A people with A people.
It is so simple,
It is so complex.