memories of joy are fading
only pain seems to resemble a feeling
I once believed in
ever so tightly to win
a gamble I knew little of
a sin I had been atoning for
… do not ask for forgiveness.
just repay with your actions.
1.20.2022
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
memories of joy are fading
only pain seems to resemble a feeling
I once believed in
ever so tightly to win
a gamble I knew little of
a sin I had been atoning for
… do not ask for forgiveness.
just repay with your actions.
1.20.2022
perhaps like a sky everyone can see
serene presence deep within your eye
stinky like age-old sock, it will be
remembering your deed hidden from a spy
but there is no spy
it’s only you and yourself
not the catcher in the rye
honesty is within reaching depth
1.16.2022
tobacco, I’ve vowed to quit you
perhaps you’re a seal I must keep
as long as I live, even then there is few
reason to believe, for a good night sleep
I will heave, these boulders of burden
weaving a tread of history of one human
1.12.2022
after dark night, if you haven’t drowned
in sadness, despair, and guilt,
keep your eyes, those eyes of a hound
doggedly hunting your target to full tilt
remember tonight, if you dare to fight
go full speed, without a flinch
give every shot with all your might
no regret, throw everything in one pitch
1.11.2022
thank you for your eternal light
your generous smile ever so bright
making hardships an ephemeral night
overpowered by sunshine full of delight
thank you for your trust
unwavering support that thrusts
me into the world and face challenges I must
overcome with patience and thus
repay you someday with humble
offering I can build to fulfill double
of what you’ve done for me
because, thanks to you, us, we
have each other to cherish
to support and love and replenish
1.10.2022
media is my Achilles’s Hill
movies, series of television shows,
I seek them like moths drown to light that kills
but you feel alive when you watch it, you know
as time pass by, as your mind gets high
it gets muddied with maggots and flies
unable to discern truth from lies
it’s time to cleanse your eyes and rise
time’s too limited to be content with mirage
painful though it maybe, it’s time to be wise
1.9.2022
by happenchance, I opened the door,
opened, too, a world I haven’t seen before,
a father, crouched down, reading a book
a mother, calling their son to take a look
this bookstore, a microcosm of eclectic stories
fireworks of intellects, memories, and histories,
world unknown, unseeable, unimaginable to the rest,
perhaps best kept hidden inside, as a place blessed
let its glories be passed onto this child
let it sow seeds of dreams to keep him smile
1.8.2022
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