I’m a sleepwalker
Walking on the long dreams of waking up
Traveling on the lengthy drunkenness of a dreamy day
Stepping on the dazed and confused stream
Wandering around in a cramped space
Heading forward and turning back
Stepping right then leaning to left
Strolling through the day without sunshine
Heading on the vague traces of tomorrow
Finding a way to wake up
To step out
To blend in with nature
To release the loneliness
And to take a deep breath
Then listen to the old hustle and bustle
Of the little things omitted before

I demand to wake up from this long curse
Even if I’m stuck in traffic, I’m content.

• Initial: July 30, 2021

No one has it all
If you’re beautiful, you probably won’t be rich
If you are both beautiful and rich, you are sad sometimes
It is often said that in order to be happy, you will have to sacrifice something
Like a mermaid who must lose her golden voice to step out to the Prince
Like the glamorous cry at night in classic movies

But are the poor happy?
Or do they have to struggle with basic needs?
Then they don’t have any trade-offs that can help to fix…

Let’s come back to the definition of true happiness
Where material possessions don’t create joy
It is not easy to follow that way of thinking, especially when you’re hungry
But first, be optimistic.
At least you won’t lose yourself.

Miracles happen every day.

• Initial: July 16, 2021

Blowing winds
Flying clouds
Falling rains
Rivers never ever still

Everyone is breathing
Nate’s beard doesn’t stop breeding
Dave’s “oi” echoes within us
Mickey
Chau
Lily
The ladies
giggling

Wherever you live
New cells are born every second.
Erythrocytes renew every minute.
The liver does not stop detoxing.
Our mind is constantly thinking.
Our hearts never stop beating.
And llamas will never stop writing.

With each passing instant, everything is different
from what it was in the past.
Yesterday and today
Even if you don’t want to admit it, you’re different
I’m different too
And everyone is different

When everyone changes, things don’t change anymore.

• Initial: June 17, 2021

You want me not to be the middle piece in a puzzle
You want me to be in the corner
where the number of matching pieces is two
only two

Will you be one of those two pieces?

I’m sorry.

• Initial: June 17, 2021

I tease
I laugh
I run
I hide
I seek
I play

Like a naughty child
with the right
one
who loves my bad
who respects my good
who stops my aging

“If you love the right one, you don’t need to grow.”

Is that right one a vampire?
Oh, I can’t be serious.

Because I’m in love
with my right one.

• Initial: June 17, 2021

You are a guest
I am a guest
and yes, you are guests, too.

Guests, you are here, temporarily, for a hundred years of each life
Yet, it’s nothing to the existence of the host
Humans, you are nothing to Mother Earth
the one to welcome
to nurture
to protect
us.

Hey humans, you are not guests anymore
Hey humans, you no longer enjoy any privileges
I’m tired
I’m not that green anymore
to welcome
to nurture
to protect
you
said the no-more-green land.

We are disturbers, humans.
We make noise in the cosmos even when there isn’t any racket
We are disturbing nature silently.
Can we live a quieter life?
To be more harmless to others, the more silent we should be.

I believe in living with less can lead to so much more.
How about you, a no-more-guest?

• Initial: June 10, 2021

Never propose; it might be disposed
Never propose; let’s go with the flow
Never propose; everything will start to show as it’s been proposed
I planned to take a break; then urgent jobs appeared
I planned to have eggs; then steak chosen
I planned to sleep; then clips kept playing
I planned to be single; then hearts mingled right away
Love can’t be planned
Love can’t be found
Love can’t be denied
Don’t dispose when God proposes.

• Initial: May 28, 2021

The horse ran into the woods
They said, you must be sad
Who knows, he replied
The horse came back with another one
They said, you must be happy
Who knows, he replied
His son broke their leg by riding horses
They said, you must be sad
Who knows, he replied
The son did not have to die from enlistment
by the broken leg
They said, you must be happy
Who knows, he replied
Who knows, he replied
Who knows, he replied
Who knows, I replied
Who knows, I replied
Who knows, I replied
From a broken leg
To a boring gap year
To the coming back
to college
to awaken potentiality
to unlock new doors of life
to be here
If there was no broken leg, would I be here?
Who knows, I replied
Who knows, I replied
Who knows, I replied

• Initial: May 5, 2021

Who ran from the sleet
Who rushed from the sunlight
Who denied when they wanted to hide
Who raced when they wanted not to stay.

Running once native
For whom running is a memory
For whom running is a fantasy
That walk slowly ain’t an inability

Let’s walk the way that pays!
And yay,
Thy miseries may run away.

A message to myself before the new year to come.

I was like the Hospital Christmas tree two years ago in the hospital for 2 big surgeries. It has been two years since my broken knee, and I can walk again. I realized that we didn’t need to be rushed for anything, and more luckily, I couldn’t run anymore.

• Initial: November 22, 2019

Today, we meet
Today, you are not warm anymore
Today, many people
come with you
cry for you
pray for you
fall for you
Today, many people
say goodbye to you
forever
from today

From today, you will stay with me
But you will never forget them, never
I know

Knock knock knock
You are shaking
You are getting angry
You are missing
You will never forget them, never
I see

Thanks for fulfilling me with your body
cold
pale
stiff
rot
But I need your body only

Let soul go
Let spirit go
Let memories go
Let you go
to another shore
to another life

Don’t be haunted by the past, and the never comes
Let yourself indulge

See your new body soon.

• Initial: October 15, 2019