Category: Poetry

Foremost

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What mattered wasn’t the score,

But the warmth we shared in the moment.

Intangible, ungraspable, amorphous,

yet changes the rule of the game we play.

Without the warmth, what does all this matter?

When you stand naked, can you withstand the truth?

Will you stand your ground or seek a refuge?

If you do not have courage to reveal your true self,

choose your words wisely before uttering them.

For every second of being alive asks you of your skin in the game,

stay lightfooted, stay hungry, stay curious.

The time will come. Be ready.

3.3.2025

Digging

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If you keep digging deeper, faster enough,

you will reveal what is hurtful to your soul.

Unstoppable and irretrievable, it will churn.

Its growling grip keeping your eyes

searching for a respite.

Wrestling with it, you will learn to master it.

Once you have come out the other side,

You will have the eyes to see beyond surface,

hear the rhythm of the past, into the future,

and spine to withstand it all, with wisdom.

Keep your eyes set forward, and dig on.

3.1.2025

Undeniable

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Our love was tangible.

And it still resides inside.

It will grow and transform,

a foundation to another wonder.

But it’s undeniable it started here.

So I am grateful for the time we had.

I will carry it in my heart on my journey,

and bring a brighter light to the world,

letting them know what we had was good,

and that I am elevating this to the next level.

2.28.2025

Core

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It’s here, but not from around here.

The fire is still within you.

But the air, the light, the smell, the warmth all defy your memory.

Remember, all that has happened in the past does not go away.

Imprinted are the fragments of moments held in silence:

The incessant crashing of ocean waves,

Small inextinguishable ball of candle fire,

Crackling sounds of ice under your feet.

With pure honesty — no more petty calculations — implore what matters.

Not for others’ approval, not for vainglory, but for the art of life.

Decide for yourself how this chapter will go.

2.27.2025

Dot

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Eyes could see infinite possibilities

in a small black circle on a white blank canvas.

But a tongue could only utter: “it’s a dot”

So then the eyes plead to the tongue:

“What if it’s the loved one seen from far away?

What if it’s a tiny bug?

What if it’s a microcosm of all we know of?

What if it’s an accidental smudge?“

Paralyzed in stupor, the tongue struggled in abeyance of doubts: “was it hatred or love I felt? Is this the truth or mere reverie?”

Time carried the body along an irreversible current towards a foreseeable fall. Determined in premeditated calmness, the heart arose.

“It’s the sun”, the heart said. “And I will believe in its warmth until proven otherwise. Let my fear of doubt wash past me, and let me carry its light.”

So the eyes lowered its gaze and the tongue spoke words of stone in low voice. The heart started to beat to its own warmth. It was as if the time had stalled.

2.26.2025

Honesty

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When the rain soaks through the feather,

And all the fluffs shrinks like cotton candy,

none of hubris, pomp, or bluff remained.

Just bare bones and flesh,

exposed as they are.

What else is there, but to embrace them?

Celebration remained in dedication,

not in receipt of an understanding.

Warmth in solitude, what a work it takes.

2.24.2025

싸다구

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그대의 싸다구는 매우 매웠다.

하지만 달콤한 속삭임보단 좋았다.

내가 내 자신을 속인것인가

내가 내 자신을 외면한것인가에 대하여

곰곰이 생각할 틈도 없이

정신이 번쩍 들게

그대의 싸다구는 내 뺨을 내려쳤다.

그대에게 감사하다.

나는 내 자신에게 솔직하고 싶다.

그 세상 모두가 뭐라한들

나는 내 자신에게 솔직하고 싶다.

2.23.2025

선물

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너도 잘 살아가고 있길 바라.

너도 너만의 상처가 있었겠지.

나름대로 너와의 싸움을 즐겼고

그 순간 내 최선을 다했다고 생각해.

너에게 받은 상처도 있지만

나를 더 강하게 자라게 도와줬어.

후회는 없어. 나는 너를 용서하고 싶어.

우리의 싸움의 의미가 지켜지도록

앞으로의 싸움도 더 잘해볼게

2.22.2025