hopefully this will be heard
the last of a thousand words
I’ll utter to persuade her
and one that will matter
1.18.2022
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
hopefully this will be heard
the last of a thousand words
I’ll utter to persuade her
and one that will matter
1.18.2022
blinded, though we may have been,
do we not admit
rumbling rush of our blood
rising sound of our heartbeat thud
as we answer to defend our honor
charging with full-metal armor?
what do you live for?
what does your heart beat for?
what are your principles for?
right now, live!
right here, fight!
right now, believe!
1.17.2022
perhaps like a sky everyone can see
serene presence deep within your eye
stinky like age-old sock, it will be
remembering your deed hidden from a spy
but there is no spy
it’s only you and yourself
not the catcher in the rye
honesty is within reaching depth
1.16.2022
thank you for your eternal light
your generous smile ever so bright
making hardships an ephemeral night
overpowered by sunshine full of delight
thank you for your trust
unwavering support that thrusts
me into the world and face challenges I must
overcome with patience and thus
repay you someday with humble
offering I can build to fulfill double
of what you’ve done for me
because, thanks to you, us, we
have each other to cherish
to support and love and replenish
1.10.2022
media is my Achilles’s Hill
movies, series of television shows,
I seek them like moths drown to light that kills
but you feel alive when you watch it, you know
as time pass by, as your mind gets high
it gets muddied with maggots and flies
unable to discern truth from lies
it’s time to cleanse your eyes and rise
time’s too limited to be content with mirage
painful though it maybe, it’s time to be wise
1.9.2022
by happenchance, I opened the door,
opened, too, a world I haven’t seen before,
a father, crouched down, reading a book
a mother, calling their son to take a look
this bookstore, a microcosm of eclectic stories
fireworks of intellects, memories, and histories,
world unknown, unseeable, unimaginable to the rest,
perhaps best kept hidden inside, as a place blessed
let its glories be passed onto this child
let it sow seeds of dreams to keep him smile
1.8.2022
though they are not in my interest
just minding my own business
I’ve got many enemies
sad, although it may be,
they’ve all got their good reasons
to be enraged, with an accusation:
“I, whom I think worthier than thee,
declare a war on thee, for thou does not see
how worth I am
no matter how much I give a damn”
when will we stop this jealousy?
when will we find the truth
that lies within our soul?
1.7.2022
followed a white bunny down a hole
came out into world unknown at all
wallowed around to find respite
hollowed candle I found at night
running in dark worried through an arc
brushing doubts aside reminiscing the past
wondering impassive, expansive thoughts
thundering punishments, imminent fraught
ticking of clock, won’t it stop
ticking of clock, don’t you stop
1.6.2022
slowly crawls like a shadow
gnarly smell infuse the air
hoping it’ll be better tomorrow
in the end, it will all be fair
headache, you are not to be feared
I know it’s only pain that matters
better healthy and pain all over
rather than lying in bed all the years
won’t it shine like sweet bees in the air
won’t it rise like what Spring brings to here
1.5.2022
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