being in the “zone”
no one knows how time has gone
a look in the mirror
wrinkles and crow’s feet linger
surely, it’s been a ride through fire
now it’s time for new stage, one higher
let the past go
and dive into the unknown.
1.22.2023
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
overcome this no matter what it takes.
yes, it’s a tidal wave of mountainous force
the world as known before is shattering
the firm ground giving away into a void
like a tornado, it’ll pull you into a vortex
faster and deeper into the darkness
but overcome this no matter what it takes.
for there will be a day with a beautiful sun
a peaceful calm blue sky over the head
and you will see a smile
on the most beautiful face
you have ever seen.
so overcome this no matter what it takes.
1.21.2023
there’s only so many hours you can stay awake
sooner we fall, better are the results
like holding onto the snowball,
longer you hold on, less happy you’ll be
let it go, as they say
and you will see your dream unfold
flapping its wings like a golden crane
when the morning glory arrives
let your souls be ready to welcome it
so let it go for now.
1.19.2023
we hope, remembering our mistakes and regrets.
we grow, building on our vows to amend
should you fall short, it will not be the end.
let us move without fear to the road ahead
let us rejoice the little things we enjoy
let us forgive shortcomings of those we meet
let us find grace and serendipity of wisdom
1.17.2023
I thought I was ahead of my peers.
I had come to work during vacation
I had punched in the hours for preparations
yet, when the veil was lifted
and I saw their marvelous work
carved up in a succinct, efficient, and coherent way
I realized: I was the one behind.
you never know when your ignorance will be revealed;
always be prepared for the extra mile.
1.14.2023
mornings begins with a drizzle of cold coffee
gulping down with an almond milk
my mind submerged into a serene focus
words I had not known flows on my keyboard
hammering a period and flipping a sentence.
some say it’s a marathon, but I’d call it a sprint.
you give all you’ve got while you remember
your body weighs your mind down
and the time limit is up:
it’s time for lunch.
good luck on your next run of writing.
1.14.2023
As a teenager,
I rebelled against the old, unfairness, and predictable
As a college student,
I rebelled against the poverty, classicism, and narrow-mindedness
In early to mid 20s,
I rebelled against condescension, prejudice, and determinism
In my late 20s,
I rebelled against oppression, falsification, and aggression.
I took, I gave, I thanked, I forgave,
but at the top of it all, I loved.
if my legacy will be of worth,
let it be for those of my beloved:
friends, family, and the mankind.
1.13.2023
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