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Jul 2015 Lucas Richardson

Daniel Brian L Hong

She was a source of life,
The incandesence of my darkness,
A glow worm to my eyes.
Selfless, she lit me even when I never reciprocrated her
Indefatigable love.
She was irritating at times when my eyes wanted mirthless isolation.
Nevertheless, she kissed every nook and cranny of my being.
She escorted my blindness, navigating the travails of life.
She furnished words into my soaking spectacles.
She gave me solace, she gave me space to abate my prostrated
Solar cells.
An exquisite garland and a crown of thorns.
My soul will be snuffed out without her; my existence invalidated.
The fogdog of my hazy life.
Edifying light—she revealed
The beauty of the cosmos; my corporeal self, manifest.

#love #nature

Jul 2015 Lucas Richardson

Life In Balance

Jul 2015 Lucas Richardson

Daniel Brian L Hong

Life In Balance

Ambitious minds,
Bodies inadequate to fulfill its desires.
It's a balancing act—deliberately we must tread.
Failure makes a point.
****** yourself in the perplexity of the world,
And you catch yourself Bleeding,
Trying to hold on to your spilled guts.
Eminence differs.
Stay on the sidelines, bench warmed, gluteal atrophy.
While you ponder what all these struggles are for, a cascade of opportunities fly by, and life's kisses elude you.
Yin and yang, as they say—discover that delicate balance of Skepticism and audacity, hope and despair, love and scorn.
Lest, you fall off the tightrope of life and into the pit of aimlessness.

#life

Jul 2015 Lucas Richardson

Let me sleep

Jul 2015 Lucas Richardson

Daniel Brian L Hong

Let me sleep

Touched consciousness,
Thoughts intertwined.
Cold sweat, palpitating heart.
A sweet nightmare urgently truncated.
Hurting, I hugged harsh reality.

#love

Jul 2015 Lucas Richardson

Mute I was

Jul 2015 Lucas Richardson

Daniel Brian L Hong

Mute I was

I guess I didn't reflect it well.
I guess I was too shy, too reserved—it felt cold.
But to picture you speak out the words typed in my screen,
And to impress your voice in my head like a song.
I felt the happiness of a child, achieving a milestone in his life.
Too see your lips turn up, untroubled by prejudice.
Too see your eyes stare at mine, free of malice.
I felt the world was working with me.
But clocks can't scream urgency.
Books can't hug you.
I wish you knew how much those little things mattered to me.
If only you knew, that I was about to overcome my silence.

#love

Jul 2015 Lucas Richardson

Ignorance

Jul 2015 Lucas Richardson

Daniel Brian L Hong

Ignorance

Why does the world conspire against the eccentric?
Unique is wrong, creativity ostracized.
Numb, blind, masses choose to remain.
Being true to oneself, criminalized.
Like candles whiffed one by one, extraordinary is now a scarcity.
Aristocracy calls for the illiterate, not the enlightened.
We’re surrounded by advancements that dull our minds.
When will we realize, herded we are?
When will we realize, we are assumed usufruct by the elite?
Common folk desensitize incessantly at death’s door.
Robbed of creative thought and ingenuity.
Tolerate, embrace, assimilate, so it seems.
Breaking status-quo is just vagrancy.

#thoughts

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