I come from bumpy roads, The soft melody of Korean indie music playing on repeat in the car, Droplets of water dripping down the window matching the lazy beat of the songs We hopelessly drove around this merry go round of a globe My family and I moved so much to the point of me not knowing what the word "home" meant. When people ask me where i'm from, I hesitate and grow anxious. What if they tell me that I don't belong ? 7 years in Malaysia And I still don't feel like i'm in the right place. "I want to go home" I say when i'm hanging out with my mates in school. But truly, I don't have a home.
I've faced a lot of racism and hate growing up. Writing Poems enables me to grow strong :) Message me if you want my instagram @ <3
has anyone ever told you? those moon shaped eyes those rosy cheeks those red lips could make people fall at a glance? i wish,i really wish you and i were real but we are nothing just like a dream this feeling of fear fearful to loose you. never thought this wouldn't last long. the vision of you lingering in my mind that smile of yours this is when i realized this is it. this is the last goodbye. i knew i had to let you go Go, go find someone better my love there will always be one better way better than me and i will always be there watching you from far goodbye, My love, My moon.
so i watched this korean drama called Hotel Del Luna and it was so friggin sad that i had to make a poem about it literally at 1am
I lived in Pyongyang, Breathing to be wired to follow my father’s footsteps. Taught all day the greatness of our homeland. As a kid, I sunk into their teaching, But now seen as propaganda through my grown eyes. I dreamed of leading my own troupe Into battle, for my great country, to stand with pride As I was destined to protect it.
Out of grief and sadness A cry stretched its ways to my ears. The great leader fell From swell to nothing well. I was told we were to go on holiday In Gyeong-Seong forced to stay. Moving in and out of it to see the light of day. No longer blinded from my homeland’s falsehood Tricks and tactics meant for military Used against it for my own tranquility. Oh! The irony.
Now grown up, with a new dream. I no longer see Joseon the way it used to seem, I say my story as a North Korean defector in hope, hope to see better lives for those who reside there. In my oh so forsaken great homeland Joseon.
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[Received] I see you 'active' on the internet. Don't you sleep? . [Sent] I can't sleep. It's a cold night. The mountain wind sent a loneliness message to my heart. I feel so all alone... . [Received] Please don't... You are not alone. Nobody is alone. Even when you stood alone under the dark night sky, hasn’t the sky at least stood with you? . [Received] And remember, there's always a love that stands somewhere and always waits for you in the distance sky... . [Received] Saranghaeyo... Neomu saranghae... . [Me] Typing a reply... . Kanya Puspokusumo January 19, 2019
I often ask myself why I spend so much time learning another language Why do I obsess and stress over something by my own will? What do I have to gain, why do I want to teach and translate this foreign tongue?
Yet every night I force new words into my mind And it makes me feel so calm and distracted All my fears and concerns fade away as I take this information into my brain I see nothing but beauty in every character I write so much so that I often write in the wrong alphabet To me it's the most perfect and beautiful script It's like riding a bike for the first time everytime I translate in my mind The culture and language has found its way into my heart
I've fallen in love with the language like you do a person Slowly, then all at once Without understanding at first but slowly uncoiling the wonderful beauty before my eyes I've found my passion and my saviour all at once There is power in words which spawn from language Every new term I learn makes me feel just that much stronger Enough to feel invincible
I've been self teaching Korean for a year and plan to become a translator and/or an english teacher in South Korea. Once I master Korean I plan to learn Japanese. Learning languages comes so naturally to me that it only took one day for me to memorise Hangul and from then on out I knew where my calling was. I'm also fluent in french and ASL.