come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
you can do worse,
I’ve got nothing but my bare nuckles and spine,
but I’m fine taking more hits
so try your best
what’s there to lose now?
don’t don’t those eye away from darkness my dear
there ain’t no way getting out of this.
it’s a fistfight till dawn.
so do your worst.
10.30.2021
through the dark sky,
though it burns and rains,
I stretch my arms
I catch my glimpse
one day I’d be there
yes, we’ll be there
let it begin,
our journey to the star
10.29.2021
at one point, I forgot how fast I was running
time flew by, I just work my legs to fly
I opened my eye, realized I stopped breathing
with ease, just gasps at a time
flash of memories, bright light in the sky
warm shine from the sun, it could’ve been fun
just waiting, yes the waiting, for days to come
there will be smile, there will be warmth, there will be hope.
10.25.2021
unlike movies, unlike novels, unlike commercials,
there aren’t time for silence.
each second testifies against (for) your existence
so I say, take that extra step to go a distance
do not be afraid to be naked
to your own conscious, not others’
for love, for hope, for courage, for faith,
take that extra step towards your goal
10.20.2021
if I could stop the time I would’ve.
but my heart would still beat forward
enveloping the moment ever so reverberating
cherishing every grain of seconds this allows
for me to be present next to you.
the sun seems brighter than usual
perhaps those eyes that embodies the world
make this one a bit more brighter.
10.8.2021
a cosmos dwells in your eyes,
an infinite possibilities of dreams,
a window to a clear Antarctic sky
staring at deeply hidden hymns.
like Venus on a winter sky at dawn,
like pious fireflies in forest at dusk,
the light that lies in your eyes
enamores my silence by surprise
10.11.2021
10.11.2021
Glowing flowers amongst the darkness,
Nevertheless refuges indulging laziness.
Dancing among nubile effervescent globes,
Fearless flare arises amongst the grass.
Rise, dear moon. Rise ever higher
6.18.2020
At first, it’s too long,
Then later, it’s too short.
Just as you’ve turned your 4th page of your moleskin notebook with a pilot G-2 0.5 pen,
It’s 7:30 PM and now you push the floor away from your chest as hard as you can
Then a question arises: “is an isolation a poison?”
Panic sinks in, four limbs plunging in
To the ocean of screens spinning in
The seconds, minutes, hours, and days
But remember, the time won’t stay.
6.15.2020
Staring into the room across the street from mine in the middle of the night was one of my habits for the past few weeks
Tonight, I realized that the room was empty. I could no longer see the person back of her head staring into her wide screen monitor as she consoled her loneliness throughout the night.
Tonight, I stared into the empty room lit with a warm yolk color light, beaming as if to welcome the lonely eyes that had become a regular to this space.
Staring into the room across the street from mine in the middle of the night, I wondered where the previous occupant will be staring into her blue monitor tonight.
6.9.2020
‘Life’s for a gambler,’ you say,
Gamble for what, though?
Vainglorious attention, lust, or obsession?
I’d say, for survival; for freedom; for life.
Focus. What’s happening now? Who’s been hit, robbed, or deceived? Why?
Think. What’s going to happen now? What are you going to do?
Execute. What’s time, before the deadline, till the weights drop dead? hold your ground.
Pray.
6.3.2020
Ralph with Coffee 
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