It’s so warm
When without a warning,
the sun rises,
So innocently,
After dark and cold storm has passed by.
As if all the bad things has been a lie.
It’s so warm
Sometimes I wonder
If it will stay for a little longer.
6.13.2020
Tag: thoughts
Empty Room
Staring into the room across the street from mine in the middle of the night was one of my habits for the past few weeks
Tonight, I realized that the room was empty. I could no longer see the person back of her head staring into her wide screen monitor as she consoled her loneliness throughout the night.
Tonight, I stared into the empty room lit with a warm yolk color light, beaming as if to welcome the lonely eyes that had become a regular to this space.
Staring into the room across the street from mine in the middle of the night, I wondered where the previous occupant will be staring into her blue monitor tonight.
6.9.2020
Fury
Open your eyelids wide,
Don’t forget what is true and what is fake,
Baiting on your mind so fragile (yet you do not know)
Silent orcas looms underneath dark shadows of the blue ocean.
Stare up into the sky, ponder upon the nets of constellation,
True north is where you’re bound,
Open your eyes wide and stay vigilant.
The end will be already here.
6.7.2020
Fist & Flame
Fists suspended in thick air,
Flags of grass in different shades fare,
Flaring sun ever sincerely brightens the world transparent
Flames of raging disparities glaringly prevalent
Fists held high in the air
Flint of spirits kneeling on a crosshair
Fight in silence will persevere.
6.5.2020
Boat
Another tide will come, carrying the fate along with it as well.
We’ve fought the fights, we’ve endured the inévitables.
Longing for the land that seems like an illusion so far, where do we go from here now?
Hold on; you say. Yes, gravity seems heavier than usual.
Liberation? Yes, hopefully it shall come.
6.4.2020
Paper Plane
I wish you the best.
Like a paper plane plainly gliding on a gentle giant wave of an azure zephyr
Like a shooting star rushing through the stratosphere, blazing it’s trail behind
Like a marathon runner whose dreams come true after millions of steps and sweats
I wish you a happy last.
5.29.2020
Run
If you don’t know where to go, just run. Keep running, you’ll be out of breath, you’ll be out of sweat, you’ll be out of sugar in your arteries. Still, just run.
If you don’t know when to stop, just don’t stop. Carry your body on and on and see where it takes you. When you’ve been through and through, what could be the worst thing that could happen?
If you don’t know who to ask, just ask yourself. Kneel. Pray. Work. Eat. Sing. Sleep. When you’ve done all those things, who knows what might happen?
5.28.2020
Scent
You know,
just like how the crimson sunlight caramelized a forest of tall dull-white buildings,
just like holding that book open in an empty library watching those buildings among dusts suspended in the air,
just like that aroma of coffee dancing in the atmosphere to the cadence of that jazz,
just the scent of that flashing smile shook my heart too fast to realize
that it’s been always buried deep within for too long of a time.
You know.
5.26.2020
Wailing
Waking up once again, as my eyes are blinded by the screaming sunlight,
I dare ask: why? why such pain?
I’d rather say, ‘When a lightening bolt strikes on a sunny day,
Would you dare claim, “ignorance is a bliss?”’
Yet the darkness comes back, embracing the burn wounds, and whispering calm zephyrs
Saying, “grit your teeth, churn your soul, strike the roaring iron with a full-gripped hammer,
“Tomorrow’s a new day, a chance to grapple with your fate. Build your world, breath your dreams”
The darkness and light dances it’s ephemeral flight.
5.25.2020
Candle
It’s time. It’s always been here, and it’s been waiting a long time.
You’ve done a good job holding on.
Nobody’s noticed you; neither congratulate you nor reward you.
Please remember to find the little things to be thankful for.
5.8.2020
Ralph with Coffee 
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