Don’t over complicate it.
Listen to the rhythm in your heart.
Watch the color of your face.
You can stop. And you can start to move.
Do what you feel is right.
There’s no guru.
1.8.2026
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
I remember the crisp air, clear sunlight
elegantly, silently laying down on a balcony
of a wooden library deck through tree branches
as I sat still in a chair, staring up to the sky.
A sense of invigorating purpose
beaming within me resonated with the scene.
It is my wish that I will remember it all
as I march into a new chapter.
1.6.2026
As if to awake myself
just before falling into deep sleep,
I reached my hand out to grasp
the passing memories of the past.
The trees that reach out its branch like outstretched hands
still remained vividly in my memory
as I stared down at the old tree trunk
its rings stopped like a clock hands.
I pulled my gaze up
and started to walk towards the unknown horizon
knowing this moment of peace may not last
and it’s the fight against the time to reach the goal before it all ends.
1.3.2026
Amid fleeting sheets of emotions,
a reckoning has arrived.
You have a choice
in this ephemeral moment.
As the phases of life comes in waves,
choose when to bite the bullet.
Perhaps we’ll ride to the glorious sunset.
Maybe we’ll submerge into dark ocean.
All is right when you make the decision.
12.27.2025
As I wake up in the morning,
I am yet again facing the aftermath
of breaking the promise to myself
that I would go to bed early.
I wake up and ponder yet again
what has gone wrong.
Haven’t I made a solemn promise?
Was my resolution not strong enough?
So, again, a solution is sought.
New resolutions are made,
a forgiveness is given,
and a new hope is molded.
12.26.2025
Thanks to you,
the world shined brighter.
My eyes filled with wonder,
my lungs could breath the warm air easily,
and my heart ran as freely as it can.
You’ve taught me the world can be molded with my hands
with a vision imagined through my mind’s eye.
Day after day, I am relishing the lesson.
Wherever you are, I wish you happiness.
12.23.2025
No more boasting.
Let’s face the facts, not impressions.
Let’s keep our minds sharp,
and weave the threads of our stories
to build a tapestry of network
that will wrap us in warmth and softness.
Let’s be honest to ourselves,
and deal the right things, for right time and right people.
Let’s build faithfully, intellectually, and emotionally.
Let’s be what matters the most.
12.21.2025
To listen to the story,
to offer a listening ear,
to share the burden in the heart
is a rare value we find in life.
To respect the other
regardless of the standards
and rooting for the other
without a need for evidence
is what I appreciate from a friend.
As I watch the crow’s feet growing deeper
in the eyes of the friend
I once knew from my childhood
I wonder what a blessing it was to have met such person.
12.20.2025
The rain trickled down
soaking the hardened road.
Many had walked on the path
and some stopped and lingered.
After years,
no one walked on the road anymore.
One day, a bulldozer dug up the road
A new building was built on top of where it laid.
Did any of it meant anything?
Those people who walked by
and the road that withstood everyone walking over it?
I’d like to believe so.
And I’d like to remember it all.
12.16.2025
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