who would’ve known
the brewing history beneath
friendly facade shown
makes onerous headache
judge wisely
your friends and foe
they lie at the doorsteps
4.28.2022
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
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
life is short, in retrospect.
everything changes too,
contrary to expectations & wishes.
as people and places ebbs and webs,
sensing when is the time to let go
and when is the time to get a grip
is a serene balance.
may there be a courage to move forward
with faith in heart
hopefully leading to a peaceful night.
4.3.2023
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