when we believe,
when we mutter to ourselves
even when it is difficult to believe
“yes, we can”
and move to put into action
we will see the results
presenting themselves
in front of our eyes
let us march on
against this storm of blizzard
2.26.2022
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
when we believe,
when we mutter to ourselves
even when it is difficult to believe
“yes, we can”
and move to put into action
we will see the results
presenting themselves
in front of our eyes
let us march on
against this storm of blizzard
2.26.2022
in this night of trial,
one luxury I’d wish:
your voice.
your eyes.
your warmth.
2.24.2022
enough with your hypocrisy
facade of generosity for humanity
you are no more than a next mortal
with all the flaws and weaknesses;
atrocities you commit,
shameful things you do in a pit
all lie in the shadow under the sun
no matter how you try to hide it
learn your flaws with hugs
and wash ‘em in river of sorrow
wake up in clarity and rise again.
you must rise again
to face the world
and atone for it.
2.24.2022
free falling, I thought about you
and your petite sweet offer
one too good to be true, one that lingered
in the back burner of my mind with you
speeding towards the earth
I wondered what all would’ve been worth
after all, we live with consequences
of choices we choose regardless
of the regrets, the guilt, the burden
so, we move on with a hope in the horizon
2.24.2022
the tradition we uphold
the values we protect
the principles we abide by
perhaps may perish
in a blink of an eye
but what say you
to dive into the fray
against the odds
and see what may become
of the world we see today?
2.23.2022
when it’s all the talk,
the fuzz, the blahs
thrown about the table
it’s probably the time
to walk out the door,
the formidable door
to the world outside,
and take the walk
a new world opens
new air, new light,
new obstacles, new fight
keeps you on your toes
so get on with your walk
and show ‘em what you’ve got
2.22.2022
let us rise again
after the painful fall,
after confusing lull,
and sacrifice from all,
let us rise again
for the day is still bright
for the storm’s brining the fight
let us rise to the challenge
and give all to manage
this trial,
this survival.
2.21.2022
I won’t know the future now,
but I hope that it will be meaningful
a prudent one, one that will be virtuous
and one that will benefit many others as well
yes, survival and flourishing matters,
but the intangible laws of the world,
the principle that I abide by
and effort that goes into pursuit of actualisation
will be there too.
not just for me, you, us, but also for our future.
2.20.2022
it hurts, but it hurts good
‘ain’t all pain no good?’ you might say
but hear me out: sometimes,
just out of nowhere, it strikes you
maybe it wasn’t even born too long ago
maybe it has just tasted it’s first blood
but the way with which it hurts you
you just sit back and kind of laugh at it
wondering how genious all this mess is
how beautiful it can be in its own way
and once you are done marveling at it
you just gotta walk the walk
like all living beings gotta do
rub off the tears off your cheeks
be thankful for the ride, the fight, and the scars.
2.19.2022
how clearly the sunset is bright
I didn’t realize until this moment
every seconds of cold and dark night
is worth waiting for this glorious event
yes, it was as though walking in a desert
into an unknown territory, whose stomach
is unfathomably vast and dangerous
yet now, all of those past became the manure
to nourish a future much more mature
how humbly grateful it is to be at this stage
how fortunate it is to have teachers so great
2.19.2022
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