come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
a giant tree that lived 200 years ago fell
I wonder how many times it was angry
angry at people making stuffs up
claiming to be the guru (c’mon, got up)
and when things go awry
they go silent quietly
I realized there must be an answer
but first let me calm my anger
11.13.2022
they smelled the traces I left behind
fear has a strong stench to all but one with it
the shadows of them looming ever larger
unknown, unseen, unfathomable fangs grow bigger
but one must remember
“ash to ash”
for what do you have to lose after all?
it’s a life that was granted as an extra.
live with a full heart
see what the world holds
at the end, we’ll see
till then, let us be
courageous
ambitious
virtuous
11.12.2022
yup, it’s going to be a run covered in fire;
lack of sleep does get you going somehow
yet you know it is there, the desire;
almost as if in a supernatural power to plow
whatever obstacle that comes in your way
before the sun set at the end of the day
the desire to grow, compete, and win
the desire to connect, recollect, and dream
one day at a time
one day it will be here.
11.11.2022
it looks like I am not in a good place
I didn’t notice the signs until they turned red
I am not trying to find or beg for solace
but I do know I need a help
as my high school history teacher once said:
“help”
it’s not a white towel thrown out yet
I just need to get out of this maze
that I have put myself in.
so “help”
11.10.2022
as I walk through the beach
I see people running;
some are running towards the ocean,
while others running towards the land.
some are dancing in the sand dune,
sweat droplets sprinkling over the desert
A few, I see then laying down under the sun
receiving, waiting for something unknown
all look merry in their occupation
but I walk the walk alone
steadily towards where my heart leads along.
11.9.2022
hi love,
I am high on your love
nothing seem able to stop me
i am on my way to you my dear
hold on,
it’s going to be some ride
but it’s gonna be one worthwhile
11.8.2022
there is a lullaby about a baby
sleeping by the ocean
as the mother works by the ocean.
it’s a rather peaceful song
a song that makes you long
but longer you listen to it
further you sink
into sand dunes of the past
ephemeral, its shape
yet so heavy, its weight.
I hope you stay awake
before it’s too late
for there are real ones who wait
for you to rise again with your faith
faith in reaching your goal,
faith in being whole.
so, it’s time to rise
it’s a good day to be alive.
I am incredibly limited in words
to describe how great parents are
to share their wisdom
to share my pain
and to look out two steps ahead
of where I am headed
it’s not to say it’s fairly fairy tail at all times
but I must admit
sometimes parents see
what you don’t know don’t know
and will keep a toe in out to see me fall
and doing it properly is surely a challenge
yet tough love is still a love
so keep your head up and try see the world.
11.6.2022
it’s been tough lately
weathering finger pointing
from both inside and others
I know you are miles away
but it’s a day like this
I want to see your face
and listen to your voice
11.5.2022
is this a hatred? or is this a resentment?
as sand fills into this giant hourglass
I found a calm yet sharp anger.
it’s an anger aimed at laziness
thrown at them like a slugger
every exhaling breath feels like a steam
powering engine from within
then I wake up one day
and feel the past is now filled with emptiness
and without a moment to lament
I lunge into the fray
hoping, it’ll be different today
11.4.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
You must be logged in to post a comment.