Tears

I wanted to let the tears flow.
I bit the tip of my tongue with my teeth,
yet I did not cry.
then I remembered how unfair it was
that what I know now is unknown to my past
I stared at my youthful, naive self crumbling
as the inevitable lances fell from above
I spoke, out of pain, but no voice let out
instead, thick drops of tears fell down.

4.13.2023

Believe

to believe, when you know nothing, is easy.
to believe, when you know something, is hard.
to keep away from our wishy-washy desires, to stay true to the truth,
and to keep our eyes at our dreams & goals, and satiate our hungry stomach with them
is a way to believe.
to believe, against all the odds,
to believe, against all the sharp knives below,
to believe, towards our dream in the stars
is to live a life with hope.

4.12.2023

Art

how is it possible this small old lady
lands a mighty blow with her slightest effort?
decades of battle experience is not for naught
a flick of her wrist, a flash of light,
and the weight of a monument crushes down
I thought I would show her and everyone
how much I had grown over the past month
yet in a blink of an eye, I am humbled.
those with decades of experience need not a word
their gestures emanate with proofs.

4.8.2023

Bug

at first, I noticed a few things missing;
a little bit of food, a few notebooks,
and then a few photos.
I started to wonder if there was a bug;
a bug that gnaws at precious things.
I called an exterminator, but it didn’t stop.
I remembered: whatever you resist persists.
so I invited the bug to be a friend;
besides, there are a few people I call friends
and had spent much more dinners with them
than what I had lost to this bug.
if the bug will take what it will take regardless,
why not get to know the bug while at it?
forgive the ugly part, and move on with goods.

4.7.2023