come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
if it is inevitable that we must change,
I do hope that we change towards
peace, enlightenment, and revelations.
what age will reveal,
we may perhaps know
when we turn around and look back
but for now, let us keep our head down
and hope for a better one.
7.8.2022
sometimes to see the rules of the nature
you have to break the rules of the people
taking a deep dive into immersive creativity
perhaps truth is found only in freedom
which path will you take?
a path of bitterness and blame
or the path of serenity and serendipity?
7.7.2022
have I done it?
have I made it to the finishing line?
or is this rather an illusion
for yet another revision?
I enjoy this journey; yes, I truly do
but I do crave for a good respite
to not having to gear up for a battle
with my laptop keyboard
to defend for my inspiration
just a tidbit rest, and I’ll be back to this game again
so if you could answer:
have I done it?
7.6.2022
what is the secret to writing?
do you drink a special potion?
is there a ritual to perform?
what magic do you have to do
to distill a thought so artful
and capture it so purely
it will enrapture everyone’s attention?
what is the secret to writing?
7.5.2022
please let me keep my warmth;
it is a cold, cold world here.
and this white blizzard does not seem to die down.
I must keep going, I know I must,
but it is darn too cold.
warmth I once knew like the glaring sun
dwindled down into a candle fire.
please let me keep my warmth;
it’s darn too cold here.
7.4.2022
when I run into a mishap
I wonder what bad thing I had done in the past.
when a hair follicle falls from my head,
when a ball of ice-cream falls from my cone,
or when I was supposed to be on a Zoom meeting an hour ago,
I dig into my memory bag,
looking for a piece of memory
where I had to apologize.
then it feels rather fair;
the world we live in.
7.3.2022
it’s a tricky, making a contract with caffeine
to let it wield my will to the extreme
so I could get work done.
yet let us find a way to have fun
in this chaotic parade of goals and tasks
one day the song might end and you ask
“what an enjoyable ride, wasn’t it”?
7.2.2022
it’s one thing that may not stop: fighting.
fighting to eat, to sleep, to read, to breath
no matter how tired you get,
the world keeps asking you to fight.
as an old man at the sea once said,
it ain’t over till it’s over
7.1.2022
let me be inspired with new ideas
head cleared from distracting thoughts
and allow me to sit down
and write this paper
the deadline is near
I must write this paper
I must write this paper
6.29.2022
the season has arrived!
the sky is covered in grey clouds
brooding something mystical
the trees shaking its branches in waves
as gust of wind blows
in the shadows, you can feel it:
there is something magical in all this.
perhaps it foretells a storm to come
nevertheless I love this stormy breeze
under the grey cloudy sky.
6.28.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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