Let if fall, let it rain,
Swords of mirror falling from shiny sky
Plummeting, revealing each sins,
Sharp, cold, and electric. It is unstoppable.
Ah, when will it stop.
Exhausted in heat and pain,
One more prayer is whispered.
7.3.2019
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
It’s a dance.
Crowded people chats over a cup of tea
Thick rimmed glasses staring at Apple laptops clicking their blinks away with coffee
Dreams, telltales, hopes, and victories flies around in the air, parrying in melody
In this friendly battlefield, a warm smile glanced over, beaming with courage,
An invitation, like a folded silk patiently waiting to be untied, flew in sweet aroma
Tickling it was, yet unnoticed.
Fizzling sunset calmed into a dusk, and then into darkness of silence and timelessness
In this darkness, we’ve met again. Passing by each other again.
Now I hope to see you again. In the eyes, and touch the fire that smelled so pleasant.
7.2.2019
White, they are, falling from the sky
Not cold, not hot, just look warm
Solid, simply stays on the street.
Tiny bit by bit it falls, just as a hand of seconds doesn’t know when to sleep.
Truth is, it is salty. Ignore it and let it sit,
It will be bone-crushing heavy.
But sweat and tear will melt it away.
Where do sweat and tear come from?
7.1.2019
Do not let your ego pass you by unchecked
For the flip side of honor may arrive.
Just watch how easy it is the beauty of nature submerges in darkness.
Still, go forth with your chest spreading wing bones widely
Embracing all, good and bitter, rise.
It’s a journey, ups and downs.
It’s a dance, gains and losses.
Smile, smile, my love.
6.30.2019
Lips of green tree leaves touch
On a peacefully quiet summer evening
Smooth sliver of wind loftily engulfs both
Holding each other softly close caressing
In darkness, their shapes dissolve
Wholly together, throbbing halves evolve
Into stream of movements, rumbling,
Rolling, and spinning together twinkling
A morning comes, a clear drew rests on
Each of their forehead, cooling off, or
Shedding tears, unexpected, unpracticed
Smiling into each other, satisfied.
6.25.2019
Thighs became logs, fibers burning
Ceaselessly, thirst that won’t quench, lungs clenching for gasp of
Air, saliva dripping on the edge of lips, eyes tearing with gust of wind
While the world passes by at a lightening speed, not relenting nor forgiving, rushing into a pin point, ready to blast into a big bang.
Then the peace comes, obliterating everything. Ending the memory.
4.17.2019
Battery has long run out
Bones have become brittle,
Joints have worn out
Lungs are gasping for more air.
But fight goes on like a wildfire in
Your backyard, never letting
Your mind off of it, it consumes
Everyday a little bit of your mind.
Look into the soul of those fire.
Those battles hat we must fight
Raising flags and swords,
We dance together in this flame.
4.10.2019
Make it your friend, your tombstone
After all, it’s your last bed mattress
Laying your head for one last time
In the end, one must finally rest.
So now: strive. Invigorating heart
Widening eyelids, breath in scents
Of life, confess your love in human
Beings, swim upstream to flow of
Time.
Make your death
your friend.
Do not be afraid.
4.7.2019
Wind breezes through hairs of grass
Softly and unhurriedly it caresses
Feeble body of grass so fragile
Feelings overwhelm now while
It lasts.
Stones, storms, or whatnot is yet to
Come visit, biding their time to
Strike. Singing their songs of life.
Should you fear them so much,
Fear not.
We will work this out
4.6.2019
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