Tag: memory

Gratitude

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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

Gutter

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A Tunisian road laid plain dustily
Under the vast pale milk blue sky
Shrubs of olive grove and orange trees
Shaking their branches lightly

In shadows next to the road,
The gutter laid quietly
Half-tarred cigarette butts
Frogs groaned lazily in the mud

A boy walking past by it
Picked up a white crayon
Whistling a sharp white tune
The boy scratched it against a wall.

‘Hello.’

12.8.2019

Showdown

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Lights are blinking.
This whole show I’ve been watching lazily:
is it going to be over?

Already?

“Wake up,” I tell myself.
I don’t want to go.

But, I don’t want to be wrong.
I want to end it gracefully,
Than to be ashamed.

Oh, if I could only be honest,
Just once,
And tell the world my truth,
Not the world’s,

I would live this life again,
And the honor will be mine.

7.24.2019

City Bus

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There’s a blue sanitary glove laying on a seat inside out

All these people in this city but don’t seem to notice it

A hispanic mother checks her thick purple lipstick on her selfie as her daughter stares blankly into her doll.

A elderly white woman – a blue shirt inside and a checkered shirt on her out side – pulls out her iPhone 5 from her white polka dotted red handbag. On her left arm, she has an Apple Watch. Her right arm is ballooned like a hot dog. Perhaps it’s swellig because of blood clots in blood vessel. The thin wrinkled old lady’s body seemed to have taken a toll for all the hard work she has done to get that handbag, Apple Watch, and her iPhone.

Two black men with red caps on, one has a shirt aloha captain fin

Two college freshmen girls singing in the back seat think out loud how great they hard.

In the cacophony, we go from A to B. Er- perhaps we have not even met.

7.16.2018

Sides

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Though it’s painful,

We must walk the walk, like

Walking on the waves of ocean,

Walking on crackling volcano lava stones,

Walking on the thorniest cactus farm.

Perhaps the mirror that projects this pain

Perhaps reflects what’s inside all along

Singing a melancholy song of independence

Still, let me walk the walk,

For the end of journey is not now

So will anyone know the truth after all

7.8.2019

Ping

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May you have strength,
For a morning dew may be but a single drop,
It is purest of all,
And has seen the wisdom of the world all by itself.

May you have control of self,
For torrents of rain shall stop, and trashing wind shall become a calm breeze,
It is quintessential of all,
And has drawn the essence of everlasting changes in life.

May have radiating happiness,
For this darkness shall pass, and a gloriously shining golden sun shall dawn on the earth to redeem the world,
It is a righteous all along,
And meet with new light face to face, it will shine ever brighter than before.

7.5.2019