Guidance

Dear kid,

pour your heart out. it’s gonna be alright.
With questions of friendships, identity, and self-worth,
try letting your grip soften up a little
instead of sitting in the middle of the street,
try walking, singing the song of your own anthem
beating your heart to your own rhythm
march on. be fearless.
and it’s okay to crash and fail.
it’s okay to do nothing at all.
whatever contends your heart,
try it all.
your answer may lie near you.

6.6.2022

Philosophical Question

Dear readers, I have a philosophical question:

if you close your eyes, reflect on your life
and find my joyous and glorious days you lived,
would you say you are satisfied with the life you’ve had so far?
would you even go so far as to say, “my life is enough?”

But at the same time, if you open your eyes each morning, wake up and face another day, another blank page in addition to your life,
and choose to live and paint it,
are you essentially saying, “I am not satisfied with the life I’ve had so far, let me see what I can do to improve my life” or “what does life have to reveal to me?”
Can these two school of thoughts coexist?

I am not arguing for an early end of life or stating what people should do.
This is just an exploration of different perspective people may have. This is an exploration of mind.

What I am essentially asking is, how do you balance between saying “I am enough” and “I want to grow”? For growth appears to be associated with happiness, but so does satisfaction. Yet, growth and satisfaction seem to be unable to coexist.


What are your thoughts? I’d kindly appreciate any response.

6.4.2022

Moving 2

like a delay before a good sneeze,
you know it is coming, until it’s in front of your nose;
and then, bam!
the deadline is here.
everything must change, the lights, the shapes,
the forms, the texture, the air, the color,
the warmth, the coolness, the wetness,
the hardness, the mythic enchantedness,
everything, everything must change;
and along with it, part of you must go too!
be careful; otherwise you might lose something precious.
witness.
remember.
then move on.

5.22.2022

Moving

I sense electrifying anxiousness
as I wait for the day to move out of my apartment
morning rituals, golden sunsets, night sceneries,
as if an invisible switch had turned,
will all be far out of reach
to live in a space is to build a life
to uproot what you had
it is rather heartbreaking
maybe there is a proper way to say goodbye
I just hope I can move on fine
and remember all the memories

5.21.2022

Hidden Gem

even in an apocalypse, there is love
unselfish love that keep us warm
even during a rat race on a collapsing road
love that allows us to become a juggernaut
impenetrable passion to protect the beloved
it’s a soft gentle touch to the heart
even as all things around us fall apart
that remembers what life is worth
and let us fight the good fight

5.20.2022

Nearsightedness

I’ve been blinded by tears and sweat and dusts
after running as fast as I could, faster than anyone
Now numbed with soreness and calluses
I cannot tell whether the soft silky grains
soaking around my ankle are sands of beach
or dusts and ashes of skulls and bones
I cannot tell whether this water quenching my thirst
is fresh spring fountain or blood
I cannot tell if this steps of mountain
are polished stairs or traps laid for blind
I wipe my eyes
but they burn instead, blinding me further
I wait for my judgement
in the dark, deathly quiet silence.

5.19.2022