Scent

You know,

just like how the crimson sunlight caramelized a forest of tall dull-white buildings,

just like holding that book open in an empty library watching those buildings among dusts suspended in the air,

just like that aroma of coffee dancing in the atmosphere to the cadence of that jazz,

just the scent of that flashing smile shook my heart too fast to realize

that it’s been always buried deep within for too long of a time.

You know.

5.26.2020

Gratitude

Thank you, for allowing me to see this day light, a stream of crystals glistening the atmosphere that I breath in.

That you, for allowing me to memorize the sound of the wind swooshing like an ocean wave crashing into the bank of sand.

Thank you, for this tantalizing droplet of water, respite of the spirit and body, as it quenches the unresting soul in the heart.

5.13.2020

Lava

Try hold on to this pure gold lava,

steaming with vigorous heat energy,

Like a baby dragon scrambling to get out of

A soft, sturdy rock shell.

Pain seems to be a constant reminder that

Life is limited and comfort is overrated.

Pain is the reason I focus and the ask for the reason why I sing and dream,

Dreaming of the freedom

7.29.2019

Justice

I am holding on,

Holding on because of the truth,

Truth that told me I will be justified

In a moment’s notice

I am holding on,

When everything’s spinning in a carousel

Unfamiliar wounds are building up,

I am smiling, for this, too, shall pass.

I am holding on,

No, I am changing my life, for nothing will come for a rescue or redemption

Hammering my way, building a house; a world of my consciousness.

I am holding on,

I am holding on to a hot leash of this world.

7.27.2019

Eternity

For what it’s worth, here is my life.

I’ve seen the pair of your eyes,

Not letting my iris escape the eclipse of yours.

In your dark pupil, I’ve seen a quiet flame soar.

I am afraid. Afraid of what I believe as true

And a possibility that it may be different

from what the actual truth is.

But for what it’s worth, here is my life.

When our paths cross, I will be your faithful friend and your formidable foe.

When our paths depart, I will sing a voiceless song of your soul.

Because in your pupil, I’ve seen your flame grow.

7.26.2019

Flash

Rain drips from the dark cloudy night, starting a monologue of a stoic gloom.

Suddenly, a flash — a thin silver lightening dashing across the night — brightens, albeit momentarily.

Who is the person that received the lightening?

Whoever it was,

Faced the hot, electrifying volcanic energy

Grappled with its fractious momentum,

I wonder if they had a good fight worth wagering their life.

7.22.2019

Raise you up

When the sunny bright sky weighs heavy on your shoulder,
When the whispers of the dark night has reached your ears,
When the waves are crashing in from every direction,

I will raise you up.

Withstanding bone-crushing weight,
Consuming every tools and tricks I saved,
Forgoing calls to give into exhaustion,

I will raise you up.

7.21.2019

Paper

As if it was poked with a sharp metal stick,

My left thigh suddenly buzzed and squeezed its muscle downwards

‘Am I dreaming now?’ Is someone poking in my brain while I am asleep?

Then I began to suspect the clear blue sky, perfectly round soft-looking clouds, and pixels of green leaves flickering sunlight in a wave when the breeze passes by.

Am I awake? More grumbled I was, as I imagined all the goods that could have been deprived of me.

Then I continued reading about romans learning the new ways from the greek, and how one of the greek was so stubborn that they drove themselves to the death.

I wrote: I live, for there is a justice that I must defend. I live, for there is the ultimate truth somewhere in this world I am conscious. I live, for what I am certain I know of.

It’s another fight.

7.13.2019