come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
I could not get the words out
I tried biting the tongue
I tried bitting the finger
but the words would not come out.
the longing to feel
the desire to be wanted
dissipated like a small fire
tucked in the darker corner of the room.
still, it will ignite again,
and I will do it again.
3.13.2023
be careful if you start hearing sweet words.
do not let your heart be distracted.
walk the walk that you must walk.
speak the truth and hold onto them
even if everyone walks away from you.
be curious when you hear harsh criticisms
remember each of the burning words
implore the meaning within them
for there might be a hidden gem
more precious than you can imagine
3.9.2023
do I need to belong
so that I don’t stand alone
or does the world come along
as I walk through the storm?
lightening and thundering give me headaches
but through it all, the walk is alright.
it’s one none had walked
yet, i am not sure why,
I feel I am at home
3.8.2023
I am glad I was happy for a moment today.
the air was soft and sweet.
the sun graceful and reminiscent.
light and shadow mingled into brushed yeux-orange.
it was a good break for my soul.
I am grateful for this peaceful pause.
3.7.2023
relax a little
your body knows
from thousands of trainings
when the lightening strikes
how to fix the intricate problem.
time slows
and you will start to see
how the new world reveals itself
live that moment.
3.5.2023
hi there.
I apologize for not realizing you were here.
perhaps it was negligent on my part.
I appreciate all the work you put in to help.
in its crude form, I can see what you meant.
now, together, let’s pave our way
towards one we feel right
instead of blindly rushing forward.
I believe we can do it together.
I have trust in our potential.
3.2.2023
after years of tearful rains,
layers of sediments
an adventure of a naive hero,
a bud peaks its head above the ground.
for a passerby, I wonder if they understand
the significance of this incipient bud
gradually reaching towards the sun,
becoming a sort of a giant in the process.
for the bud to peak its head,
there were many prayers, tears, and sacrifices
I hope they will understand
whoever the passerby may be.
2.28.2023
we chose to fight.
not all of them, but some.
we paid the price:
time, attention, passion.
in return, we won experience,
wisdom, and compassion.
our hearts might have bled,
skins tougher, our eyes sharper
but I hope we keep on going forward
for the brighter future
and for those who follow us.
2.27.2023
without the fear of losing,
without the doubts of our abilities
let us walk forward into the future promises
without enslavement to greed
we will bec okay.
believe in the inobservable.
it will rise to the occasion.
2.26.2023
there’s an unspoken rule
no one has seen anyone speaking of
not even news, movies, or books talk about it
it’s only passed down
from a father to a son,
from a mother to a daughter.
it’s a code, a rule, a manual.
so listen, when you father or mother talks
even if your ego gets in the way
2.25.2023
Ralph with Coffee 
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