Thank you mom and dad

thank you for your eternal light
your generous smile ever so bright
making hardships an ephemeral night
overpowered by sunshine full of delight

thank you for your trust
unwavering support that thrusts
me into the world and face challenges I must
overcome with patience and thus

repay you someday with humble
offering I can build to fulfill double
of what you’ve done for me
because, thanks to you, us, we
have each other to cherish
to support and love and replenish

1.10.2022

Addiction

media is my Achilles’s Hill
movies, series of television shows,
I seek them like moths drown to light that kills
but you feel alive when you watch it, you know

as time pass by, as your mind gets high
it gets muddied with maggots and flies
unable to discern truth from lies
it’s time to cleanse your eyes and rise

time’s too limited to be content with mirage
painful though it maybe, it’s time to be wise

1.9.2022

Bookstore

by happenchance, I opened the door,
opened, too, a world I haven’t seen before,
a father, crouched down, reading a book
a mother, calling their son to take a look

this bookstore, a microcosm of eclectic stories
fireworks of intellects, memories, and histories,
world unknown, unseeable, unimaginable to the rest,
perhaps best kept hidden inside, as a place blessed

let its glories be passed onto this child
let it sow seeds of dreams to keep him smile

1.8.2022

Scars

though they are not in my interest
just minding my own business
I’ve got many enemies
sad, although it may be,
they’ve all got their good reasons
to be enraged, with an accusation:

“I, whom I think worthier than thee,
declare a war on thee, for thou does not see
how worth I am
no matter how much I give a damn”

when will we stop this jealousy?
when will we find the truth
that lies within our soul?

1.7.2022

Joy

followed a white bunny down a hole
came out into world unknown at all
wallowed around to find respite
hollowed candle I found at night

running in dark worried through an arc
brushing doubts aside reminiscing the past
wondering impassive, expansive thoughts
thundering punishments, imminent fraught

ticking of clock, won’t it stop
ticking of clock, don’t you stop

1.6.2022

Headache

slowly crawls like a shadow
gnarly smell infuse the air
hoping it’ll be better tomorrow
in the end, it will all be fair

headache, you are not to be feared
I know it’s only pain that matters
better healthy and pain all over
rather than lying in bed all the years

won’t it shine like sweet bees in the air
won’t it rise like what Spring brings to here

1.5.2022

Don’t Look Up

it’s a good movie, they said
sure, I’ll watch it on Netflix
will it be a documentary instead?
no, surely it’ll be one of those funny flicks

I watched, all but one question remains:
were those movie makers on crack cocaine?
how cruelly honestly showed their passion;
I wonder whether they’re geniuses or madmen
1.2.2021

Window

in awe, I stared upward
remotely familiar memories
long-gone, but I wondered,
remembering veiled stories:

a flash of smile, a gentle touch;
popping balloons at climax,
awashed shame and such;
a lonesome requiem at flashback

in silence, I stared up high;
white, misty cloud filled the sky
calmly, I counted the dreams
reluctantly, letting tears stream.

1.1.2022