Blindedness

그녀의 노래를 들었다.
그녀와 이야기하고 있는 동안엔
심드렁했던 마음이
주춤주춤 춤을 추기 시작하더니
그녀만을 바라는 해바라기가 되었다
참 웃기지 아니한가
가지려면 가질 수 없고
버려질 것을 감수하면 얻을 수 있다는게
참 무섭지 아니한가
괴롭고도 고통스러운 길이
오직 살길이라는 사실이

I listened to her playlist.
my heart, that remained indifferent
when talking to her
started little bit by bit to dance
eventually becoming a sunflower
gazing towards her only
isn’t it funny
things you grasp onto will escape away
but things you let go will come to your side
isn’t it frightening
this painful and fearful path
is the one and only path to survival

3.6.2022

Solo

“from ash to ash”
it’s the only words I remember
from that one lazy afternoon
as the sunset refracted in the mirror
hung on a door next to a post-it note

like the moon hung on an azure summer sky
shining through a sun window
like the lush tree branches humming in waves
the words imprinted in a lonesome memory
imploring the meaning yet unknown

had I known the path I’ve chosen
were filled with such bitter tears
just to see that smile under the sunrise
I may still walk the same walk I’d taken

perhaps, maybe with less weight, because
we are all alone in the end.

3.5.2022

Pendulum

wavering between love and hate
we hope to find peace in mental state
we love the world,
then hate the world,
then love it again,
then hate it once again
one moment, a convivial hippy,
next moment, a dictator revolutionary
a warm sunset turns cold dark night
the cold dark night births a yolk of sunrise
we forgive
yet we commit

3.4.2022

Candle

when my ego has ballooned
like a red round birthday balloon
quietly, slowly, and steadily
I found a small candle burning brightly
glowing like a lone star in a dark night
shining on a lone path into solemn plight
Into darkness I set my foot
mustering courage as much as I could
starting this journey with humbleness
gravitating to destiny with piousness

3.1.2022

Nap

onto soft-linen fabric of fluffy duvet
I laid my back and let it sink and float
under a shade blanketing my eyes from the sun,
I let my mind happily drift, as if to blink,
as if to indulge a sip of sweet drink,
then grass cutting buzz of my phone rings
calling me back to sober reality
and I just sit in my chair
gazing into a distance far from my desk
and wondered how sweet it was.

2.28.2022