remember the teardrops, perhaps
the last few passed too fast
remember the smile, a lasting coup de grâce,
an eternal blessing, ever so ephemeral
remember the deadline,
the deadweight is in checkmate this time.
7.28.2020
Tag: memory
Torch
you may find your memory fizzling away
into sparkling joy of champagne
bursting glee of fireworks
but keep that candle light glow
it will slowly begin to grow
7.4.2020
Class
When the wind blows,
A thousand years will leap by
Scattering the pieces of memories
Across the pasture of oblivion.
When the wind blows,
I hope that fragrance of cherry blossom
In a softly ripen spring night
Will bloom again in your bosoms.
6.19.2020
Bicycle
Pedaling on a blue bike, paean of breezy winds bumping along the road
Rumbling sounds of SUVs and pick up trucks passing by, rowdy kids jumping into the lake half naked
Roaring laughter fading away, riding down a long lonely road in between the animate and inanimate nature
Blazing through a carpet of gold laden by the bleeding yolk of the sunset
Rolling stone within the heart spins faster and faster, unleashing the monster hunkered for a thousand of years
Then — whirl — and — crash.
A reaper stands on the door expressionlessly peaking its bald skull over the door sill.
Like a dusky cloud on a simple summer night.
6.17.2020
24 hours
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
Smile
It’s so warm
When without a warning,
the sun rises,
So innocently,
After dark and cold storm has passed by.
As if all the bad things has been a lie.
It’s so warm
Sometimes I wonder
If it will stay for a little longer.
6.13.2020
Song
A summer night, as tree branches thread throughout the dark sky salted with stars,
The whole world swayed as the hammock weaves by thousands of threads swayed
Crimson ambers of cigarette quickly falling through the wholes, barely missing the threads,
Like an accident, falls into the wine glass,
Bursting with flame that cannot contain itself
I don’t care if it hurts
I wanna have control
So the song went, as the alcohol got thicker and hotter.
6.12.2020
Empty Room
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
Paper Plane
I wish you the best.
Like a paper plane plainly gliding on a gentle giant wave of an azure zephyr
Like a shooting star rushing through the stratosphere, blazing it’s trail behind
Like a marathon runner whose dreams come true after millions of steps and sweats
I wish you a happy last.
5.29.2020
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
Ralph with Coffee 
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