SKYSCREAM, an environmental poem

When the dry dusts are kissings
While the flash of sol doesn't forgiving
All of the skeletons hugging the rest of freshness
With an abstract illustration on the arch of eyes
Fanning selves with selves
Nagging hearts with slurs

Melodic scream of leaves' friction
Like being slapped by the light prisms
That hurling sharp colors
Blocking the orb of eyes
Anesthetizing temperature of the bodies
Throwing the upset complaining

Starring at the sky that almost perforated
Exhaling the invisible anxiety
Always try to keep protecting
Just feels like a neglected barrier, an old roof
Who don't deserve to be taken care

Embracing knees, trembling shoullders
The howl when pulling oxygens
Release the carbon dioxide with fear
With slanted eyes, skeletons are praying

Crying to the screaming sky