Tag: Poetry

Knowledge

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I didn’t know that I didn’t know.

Should I be grateful for the realization?

No matter how badly I have wanted it,

without the knowledge, there is no use

of all the seemingly apt attitudes.

I suspect that knowledge humbles those who have it,

for they know the power it has over those who don’t,

and the possibility of hidden knowledge.

7.27.2025

Honesty

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I am always scared of honesty.

I am suspicious of the hidden intentions.

Underneath sweet words,

there are often sharp traps vying for blood.

Under the right circumstances,

it went a long way to take a leap of faith.

These are the instances

when even if I fall crashing down

I would feel alright for having put a faith in it.

For these moments, I stay steadfast ready.

7.25.2025

Nevertheless

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It dawned on me:

this is it as a life I have known.

I couldn’t care any less about how others viewed me.

What mattered was whom I knew,

how I made them feel,

and what I have done for them.

In the end, I remembered the forgiving hand.

I remembered the laughters I shared,

and I remembered the gratefulness I felt towards those who have put a faith in me.

7.21.2025

Retrospective

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I have done my best to control what I could,

and did what I believed was the right thing to do.

in spite of what you think was happening.

I’d ask you to ponder what has actually happened,

and what remained only as an impression.

To honor my own emotions,

and respect others’ needs at the same time

required a great deal of restraint

than I felt comfortable sharing publicly.

So will you please

at least give me a breathing space

to save my own skin for a bit?

Now that the chapter is over,

I would love to retain at least that bit of a right.

7.19.2025

Answer

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Finally, at the last minute, I received the last piece of the puzzle.
Faced with the answer after all this time, I am humbled. 
A wave of bittersweetness is emerging, along with remorse,
yet that is not the point of what all of this journey.

Yes, recognize that everyone carries a blue scar, 
but how each person carries it varies.
Those who dream a brighter world and climb the ladder
need not make an excuse for those who sit and despair by the mark. 

My dear, witness this person! 
Learn from this brave heart and strive to overcome your own. 
You have been graced with their living presence,
so strive to build the bright dream you have promised. 

7.18.2025