In her memory, I stayed happy,
Without a trace of worry in my eyes.
I was a traveller, her money spender,
And she was proud of him and us.
She knew he climbed the ladder,
Remembered even that he moved away.
She wasn’t sure where I was going,
But still was ready to support my way.
Her memory created something
I would’ve saved from others’ eyes.
I’m sorry I forgot about you, Grandma.
I’ll carry it into the future and the past.
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 4:06 PM UTC
Where do we go when no one follows,
And how to stop if no one come?
I search for something lost and borrowed,
And blue to lighten up the sky.
I end up at the front of a window,
And feel a craving to get in.
There is a face that looks familiar
That I no longer wish to be affiliated with.
The day and night, too, pass unbothered;
The light all gone from tender eyes.
The moon is covered through, but lightning
Sometimes strikes to remind of life.
Oct 10, 2025
Oct 10, 2025 at 2:26 PM UTC
There is a light that comes from the telly,
Sometimes the moon shines in the night,
But not a flicker from the table,
No message pops up in the chat.
I wonder when the time is coming,
When does the blink mean less than that?
I circle back, afraid of something—
Not getting any, and yet getting some.
Aug 27, 2025
Aug 27, 2025 at 6:47 AM UTC
Of unspoken kind words that broke down in the process,
Under pain that suddenly storms.
To receive more than I ever deserve,
Even when you would know of my faults.
Holding on, realising it's reckless,
Asking for more than I am able to hold.
Pushing luck just to end up lost nowhere—
Halfway close, halfway back, and offshore.
Jul 23, 2025
Jul 23, 2025 at 5:44 AM UTC