Lonely At Fields To Heaven Poem by Kong Vang

Stress hung up side down...
Wander tangles high to low...
My heart drags me outside...
On the heavens...Blue clouds, dark stream...
Blue clouds hides shiny pearl...
While, dark stream reveals shiny pearl...
On the fields...Green grass, white birds...
Green grass drinks dew...
White birds weep on the green grass...
Tonight, it doesn't hurt to cry...
And weep watching the pearls of heaven...
If the stars were pearls...
Heaven will have no pearls...
If the birds wouldn't weep...
Fields will have no dew...
Weeping will truly hurt...
Crying will totally be endless...