Star

it’s a dream, in a way, you know,
no matter what may be going on around you,
you keep staring at the star in the dark night.
in the top floor of a high rise,
through window bars of a basement,
in the middle of cemetery,
or amongst ocean of people at a party,
you keep staring at the star in the dark night.
it’s okay if you lose the ground
it’s okay if the tower falls down.
keep staring at the star
and make a wish upon it from your heart.

4.19.2023

Window

when I walk on the street,
I like to stare at apartment windows.
once in awhile, I’ll catch an eye contact
with a bored resident looking down
they will jump and hide themselves.
it’s kind of funny,
how an unsuspecting connection
can be so surprising.
just to let them know they are not alone,
I like to stare at apartment windows
when I walk on the street.

4.18.2023

New

I held on to the ghost of past for too long
all the grind, sacrifices, and promises
I made them reasons to keep the shells
insulated from ever-changing world
and digging deeper in a juggernaut suit.
but perhaps it’s not too late to try new.
perhaps that’s where the glory comes from.
perhaps it is in letting go it becomes great.
and maybe, all those who sacrificed,
who made the promises
wanted to me to let them go too.
I will remember them
and I will move on.

4.14.2023

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