CAN NOT MAKE MUCH

So many times
I entered the art world
Through this unclear account

It does
Just read and admire
The poetry of poets of mysterious poets

Feel each stanza or array
In it implied many meanings
I feel so touching heart

Starting from the grief of love
Up to the tears
Do not miss the view of life and problems

From the outside of this gadged screen
A bright touchscreen
I can only look

Understand every sentence
Beautifully dangled on the fanpage page
Without being able to do much

Sometimes I'm helpless
Made dissolved by the hospitality of sentences
Once in touching the soul

At least I have
Gives a lot of opinions
Although without doing much

Just an opinion
Not a work of heart
Just a few small proposals

I wish I could
Learn it every day
Remembering I can not do anything