Now is the time.
Don’t let yourself fall asleep
to the sweet scent of nostalgia.
Remember what mattered.
Continue to evolve.
Focus on your dream.
11.2.2025
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
As the number of years accumulate,
impossibly thin layers veils my eyes
warping the meanings behind minute details.
Once, I had rebuked them as sentimentalism
But now I look back at it and wonder
if this is what matters in the end.
A new chapter opens,
and flash of light signals the beginning of yet another race.
Hopefully, it’s in the warmth we find in these small details
that we can rest our souls at the end of the line.
10.29.2025
Which way must I go?
The longer I wait, the more I realize I have limited space.
What must I do now?
The passion, the righteousness, and the purpose
just a touch away from my finger tip.
What would I enjoy?
In the end, what will I find pride in?
How will I choose my day, and how will I write the history?
10.26.2025
Hammer the blisteringly hot iron
even as the peaceful breeze passes by.
Weeping willows lackadaisically sweeping side to side will wonder
what may have gotten in to you.
Keep your head down,
eyes focused on the glowing crimson ore.
Listen to your pumping heart,
and know that you are alive,
beating against the stillness.
10.15.2025
A fire flickers on a flint of wood.
It is undeniably flammable,
yet so ephemeral and minute.
Let it become large, and it engulfs.
Let it dissipate, and no one will remember.
Let your eyes mesmerize in its glow,
and the time will slip by.
Stay awake. It may be painful,
but this is the only way.
9.26.2025
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