All we see is the light that dances in the darkness.
Coldly marching drumbeats into the silence,
Sedulous wings whispers,
‘This must be the way, the only way’
Fire dances in the darkness,
Ever more alluringly.
9.19.2019
Tag: poem
Build Again
We fought a good fight.
Although dreams were sacrificed,
Moral values had to be changed,
we fought a good fight.
It is time to build again.
Back-stabbed by colleagues,
Humiliated by subordinates,
But it is time to build again.
Slowly, an earthworm digs its hole.
Quietly, a baobab tree grew an inch.
Our hearts will not stop.
Our hearts will grow.
9.18.2019
Waiting
Once, I have known you.
through flesh and bones,
I’ve grown familiar with
your ever present smell.
Now my soul awaits
For space to creek open,
For time to zoom in,
To reach out to your hand.
9.17.2019
Blazing coal
Perhaps you’ve known already.
That we aren’t meant for lofty breeze,
Rather a summer night of radicals
That call forth what laid in our bloods.
Howling of lunatics aren’t sharp enough
For in silence, action implodes in speed
No motion needs no proof or cause.
For in this moment, nothing else,
But we live only.
9.16.2019
Silhouettes
Once actors play a showcase,
A quietest of quiet silence cannot resist
The illusions from arising
Behind the irises.
So when the silence last enough,
Truly smallest actor will arise
Out of abyss, towards the eternity
Laughing and slaughtering nonsense.
Today, mmmm today,
It is going to get going
9.12.2019
I Believe
I believe that I will be better
Than who I am now, even though
I won’t know what I’ll become.
I believe that all these bitter
Pain, sweaty march, and cries of sorrow
Will be worthwhile when time comes.
I believe; at the end,
All this be worthwhile.
9.11.2019
Autumn
In a middle of deadly quiet and white winter,
Spring whispered its warmth into cinders,
Stoking an awakening into consciousness,
Smoking the flickers of lustful life into wilderness.
Then the summer came,
With a whirlwind of bombastic laughter, serene tear-shedding, and a shot gun picnics into greeneries,
Cinematic crimson feather clouds floating loftily above the guardless heads,
And a steaming magmatic energy exuded by every loving living beings under the sun,
Stepping into the Autumn,
Hardened skins wizened with crevices of scars, ones which have bled once.
Eyes softened with glows of exploding young stars,
Voice resounded from deep within from a well of soul that dug itself deeper inside.
Autumn, autumn is here.
9.10.2019
Swollen Blossoms
Perhaps it’s that time of the year,
Bees dancing in an infinite loop,
Heaps of fortunes thrown into hoops,
Laughters and chantings, greetings,
And swearings, all blossoming from roots.
Ah, it must be that time of the year
My feet are grounded deep into the groove,
Petals of flowers prance around loose
Perhaps gust of wind’ll knock on window
Perhaps sun’ll be the only witness you are right.
9.9.2019
A Thousand Mirrors
Stumbled upon a two mirrors,
and I found myself in between a thousand doors.
It took a thousand of years to go through the gates.
Stubbornly, I got out.
I asked for a rewards, but it was deadly quiet.
All I could do was to walk a little bit more.
Then I realized the doors were the prize.
I then hoped.
I hoped to see your smile and my smile to last just a bit longer.
9.7.2019
White
I glanced at my hands,
Skin is thicker than I remember,
Bones hardened with blows I endured more than I can bear.
Bittersweet wrinkles are the ones that stare back at me now.
Crimson sun rising beyond dark blue sky reminds me again: it ain’t over yet.
Perhaps I’d need to tear off this white shirt
Run with bear feet a thousand mile
And shout with wills of the thousands that passed out behind me
I am here!
8.1.2019
Ralph with Coffee 
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