Con - Hello Poetry

Con 3d

alive!

to rest
to be touched warmly by the sun's rays
and hear morning voices of I love yous,
to sleep on the softest bed for 5 minutes more
and wake up to breakfast that reminds me of mom,
to work for enough hours
and afford to drink wine with friends,
to be in love
tired
Godly
dissatisfied
lucky
hesitant
content
empty
alive
and to go home

—for more or less quarter century

oct 14 9PM | today i felt more human!
I realize that when the world makes one so busy
it is also when the reality of life becomes diluted,
which can come as both a blessing and a curse.

Con Sep 29

Happy Endings

at some point, you will just have to stop.
you’ll stop eating your favorite snack
you’ll no longer visit that bookstore
you’ll forget to check on the one who you once loved

even the sun rests to light again in the morning
so be thankful in those days when u quit
for whenever u stop & set,
the dim pays u the space to shine your stars.

most things deserve a eulogy
a high praise for those that died
let them flow out

wrote this piece and posted on ko-fi dated last Oct 2022 | how I missed weaving random thoughts into pretty little poems

#resting

Con Nov 2023

i’ll be 22

I don’t know lots about this life.

But I know I like certain things:
Like sweet oranges my mama buys
And waking up early mornings
I love fresh air and green too
And books I can finish by one sitting
Cats, Women friendships
I love loving
And sometimes not

I hate lazy and boastful guys
At times I hate calm and boring
But reality seems so slow and stagnant
I hate when I hate
I hate that I am impatient
Yet I know myself to be one of the most considerate

I adore that one kind friend
He made me realize how people impact others
And how one can save their fellow
By just good words

Oh God I hate being unkind

what a strange way

Con Nov 2023

love in the movies

I’m going to Hongkong.
I’m going to see its cinematic lights
and hear the restless noises—
the overlapping honks & chatters.
I’m gonna let its bustling streets
get hold of my spirit.
The lonely cold air can join me, enough to balance out the warmth of sitting beside the love of my life. Lucky man.
And maybe we get to sip our beers,
or share one piece of thin cigarette.
While he looks at me, I reminisce how my twenties taught me a lot of things.

when i realized how much i love loving, it scared me and tired me. with all the greatness that comes with love, i’m grateful to share the weight with someone who dared to be burdened

11:25 PM | but this was written months ago
4:01 PM | and this was in my drafts since july

#love

Con Sep 2022

1/n poems from my notes

I always blame myself for being indecisive.
But would it make me crazy if
I just love being unsure and somewhat lost —
of things, of places to go, or of people?
Aren’t there really anything beautiful about it?

9/16/22 6:13 going to live theater

#unsure

Con Aug 2022

flower petals: i love him, i love him not

My God, I know this man is great
he makes me don't wanna hate myself
he allows me to be me
most of all, he stays

his words are detailed and they speak poem for me
long and sweet and safe and paired with strong actions, too
I maybe away from him for days or weeks
but I won't actually leave

all these good things,
while I'm being blind and stupid and young.
to experience such wonderful days when someone waits for you,
one ought to be really grateful

Con May 2022

Storytime #1: You like his smile, then say it

When my friend asked me to enumerate reasons why other people shouldn't date him, instead of answering, I paused. Then I replied with the reasons why people should.

Why would I say such ******* to someone I care for? Why would I tell him things that he would most probably overthink later? After all, my thoughts would only be biased to my experiences -- my answer is a very very small piece of the bigger puzzle. However small that piece may be, I would never give him the damaged version of it. That is my precious contribution to him.

I realized that a pause can make everything nicer. Words are powerful; it can either destroy or heal. Why does it feel like saying good things is so underrated and boycotted. That when you simply say, "You are such a gentleman" it can make a man cry for he became extra appreciative of himself.

6:33pm | be kind, and say good things out loud

#friendship #love