come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
all became white;
(even when I blinked)
the whiteness filled the universe.
and then it was dark.
like a smile that flashed
— and then gone —
there was the universe
and then aloneness.
As this ebbed and flowed,
I held on.
I don’t know what it was.
But it’s inscribed in my bones.
touch my calluses
taste my tears
peer into my iris
and you will see —
all of it is there.
11.14.2023
it’s an honor
to be here
at this moment
and hold these people
with my arms.
allow me to be useful to them
allow me to keep my principles
allow me to grow.
11.13,2023
when the truth is not what I want, I often morph it into a storyline I want it to be and put it over my eyes and ears. When it bit me, I said it was my sacrifice I willingly made. When it stole from me, I said I willingly gave to it. When it lied to me, I said I knew the truth already, but willingly feigned to believe the lie.
But in the end, the story never held,
and dark spots started to spread all over.
From the start to the finish nothing had changed.
so I told myself, I won’t do this again.
11.12.2023
let’s laugh about it.
the problems, mistakes, the faults,
let’s laugh about them all
and let’s pick it up again
from where we fell down
and keep going at it
until we get a crack at it
in the meanwhile
let’s laugh about it all.
11.10.2023
this morning,
as I put on my pants in my slumber,
I realized there’s no hole left in my belt;
I had tightened it to its maximum.
there must be a part of me I haven’t recognized.
how much about ourselves
are we letting them slip through our fingers?
11.7.2023
I woke up in the middle of my sleep
because my lungs, gasping for air
as my throat growled with a cry.
I tried to remember what it was I cried for
but the dream had eloped into the darkness.
when I got up from my bed,
I felt a wet sympathy
and a desire to apologize
to my subconsciousness.
11.6.2023
The sun was bright
there were kids on a lawn
joyfully running together.
it was a good day to run.
leaves were leaking warm colors
brisk air hit the lips and nostrils
as my feet launched from the ground.
after a blur of rush of sceneries,
I noticed a smile.
thankfully, it was warm.
11.5.2023
it’s thick of thin things.
I am running fast,
yet the mountains remains vast.
Sun goes up and down,
the rain falls, and tree leaves fall
yet it’s as if I am stuck in slow-mo
what is the secret key
to zoom through it all?
some say it’s a rest,
some say it’s love,
some say it’s serendipity.
I wonder what it could be.
11.3.2023
it’s inevitable.
the feelings imbuing your heart
when there is a touch.
there can be so much connection
in what is said and what is not said.
but without the touch,
I wonder how strong it will be.
11.2.2023
it’s a choice about which future to choose.
my heart says one thing, and my head another.
I’ve tried going with my heart before.
especially when it comes down to choosing a person,
I learned the heart can be misleading.
with people, the answer arrives only too late.
I wonder if I am making the right choice.
I wonder if I can be comfortable in the future
with the choice.
I wonder if I can make a choice without the others’ influence.
we will see in the future.
we will once again,
be tested.
11.1.2023
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