to a large brown bear
dancing down the dark Berlin road
I’d say: “sing it!”
to a lone gray wolf
strolling in a lonely golden New York City
I’d say: “bite it!”
let our dreams feel real
let our hopes stay alight
3.10.2022
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
to a large brown bear
dancing down the dark Berlin road
I’d say: “sing it!”
to a lone gray wolf
strolling in a lonely golden New York City
I’d say: “bite it!”
let our dreams feel real
let our hopes stay alight
3.10.2022
the arrival of ‘unknown unknown’
strikes like a thunder in a clear sky
fearing for the skin of their own
minks avoided areas of certain height
if, the inevitable threat shall arrive,
I’ll face head on, tying small knots
hoping, one day, when I revive
I’ll retrace to finish what I have not.
3.8.2022
“from ash to ash”
it’s the only words I remember
from that one lazy afternoon
as the sunset refracted in the mirror
hung on a door next to a post-it note
like the moon hung on an azure summer sky
shining through a sun window
like the lush tree branches humming in waves
the words imprinted in a lonesome memory
imploring the meaning yet unknown
had I known the path I’ve chosen
were filled with such bitter tears
just to see that smile under the sunrise
I may still walk the same walk I’d taken
perhaps, maybe with less weight, because
we are all alone in the end.
3.5.2022
wavering between love and hate
we hope to find peace in mental state
we love the world,
then hate the world,
then love it again,
then hate it once again
one moment, a convivial hippy,
next moment, a dictator revolutionary
a warm sunset turns cold dark night
the cold dark night births a yolk of sunrise
we forgive
yet we commit
3.4.2022
I can’t help but notice
cracks slipping into calluses
as I am running at full speed
somethings do fall apart
but it cannot be stopped
full speed ahead
until we see the glorious end
3.2.2022
onto soft-linen fabric of fluffy duvet
I laid my back and let it sink and float
under a shade blanketing my eyes from the sun,
I let my mind happily drift, as if to blink,
as if to indulge a sip of sweet drink,
then grass cutting buzz of my phone rings
calling me back to sober reality
and I just sit in my chair
gazing into a distance far from my desk
and wondered how sweet it was.
2.28.2022
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
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