come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
enough with your hypocrisy
facade of generosity for humanity
you are no more than a next mortal
with all the flaws and weaknesses;
atrocities you commit,
shameful things you do in a pit
all lie in the shadow under the sun
no matter how you try to hide it
learn your flaws with hugs
and wash ‘em in river of sorrow
wake up in clarity and rise again.
you must rise again
to face the world
and atone for it.
2.24.2022
let us rise again
after the painful fall,
after confusing lull,
and sacrifice from all,
let us rise again
for the day is still bright
for the storm’s brining the fight
let us rise to the challenge
and give all to manage
this trial,
this survival.
2.21.2022
I took the first step
then, the next moment
I found myself in a tunnel
walking steadily in a puzzle.
calm, peaceful, azure air dawned overhead
like a sponge soaking in a summer bath
solemn solitude, dignified repose
slowly, and surely, the sun sets apropos
promising glistening dews of morning
talking a light walk into the darkness, humming
2.5.2022
as surely as I can remember
I am still running
as steadily as I can muster
my will to keep on going
yet it evades grasps of my memory
where I had been running towards
for whatever reason I tell myself a story
there’s a glorious end afterwards
so I wake up, to greet unforgiving sunshine
raising my body, once again looking for shift in paradigm
2.3.2022
hopefully this will be heard
the last of a thousand words
I’ll utter to persuade her
and one that will matter
1.18.2022
slow down a little
rest your soul with mettle
one day the storm will settle
Spring with come with sunflower petals
glimpse down at what lies deeper
into the earth with stories so simple
Truth may not be so brittle nor sparkle
but oh so serene it is to the keeper
1.14.2022
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
followed a white bunny down a hole
came out into world unknown at all
wallowed around to find respite
hollowed candle I found at night
running in dark worried through an arc
brushing doubts aside reminiscing the past
wondering impassive, expansive thoughts
thundering punishments, imminent fraught
ticking of clock, won’t it stop
ticking of clock, don’t you stop
1.6.2022
in awe, I stared upward
remotely familiar memories
long-gone, but I wondered,
remembering veiled stories:
a flash of smile, a gentle touch;
popping balloons at climax,
awashed shame and such;
a lonesome requiem at flashback
in silence, I stared up high;
white, misty cloud filled the sky
calmly, I counted the dreams
reluctantly, letting tears stream.
1.1.2022
keep your head held high
even as your fellow men blame you
keep striking that red hot iron ore
of your dream and your ambition
even if it dissipates like a sandcastle
no matter how dearly you loved that woman
who turned you down like a squashed bug
believe that there will be one who see you as you are.
no matter how many woman reject you
believe that there will be the one who accepts your hand.
no matter how foolish your actions of the past were
forgive yourself and accept yourself
learn and rise. never forget to rise again.
12.30.2021
Ralph with Coffee 
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