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Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
quickly
imagine
future

slowly
look around
present

deep
watch
past

Life is a art.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
The human
started lives
with the pain of hands
widened the relationship

Two hands ten fingers
are making dreams
come true

Now,
look at your hands.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
Freedom,
eraser
to erase wrong acts
upholding equality

Shouting
pencil,
put it on the head
records and draws

In the note
yellow butterflies
white butterflies

Come from it
beyond
the flower garden
the fence
towards the streets
with two wings
larger than the body

Do not just stay
in the flower bed
ignoring
the traffic light

Fly.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
they fought he fought the dictator of the time, who were more busy maintaining the status quo than those trying to defend and those trying to change. people loved the Romantic poet. In their love, there was always a passionate love that made them see the world and society right. they fight a world that doesn't admit different things than a society that doesn't admit wrongdoing. However, there are no romantic poets in this land, only renegade romantic poets abound. They make up to suit their tastes in the several kinds of poetry by the name of romance to hide it, and are satisfied that the world they see in the well is the universe. They look different, but they are all the same. Like pigs to be led to the slaughter, they grunt at their loves. You renegade, but still, my old friend, your political flattery and complacency are not romantic, you will find out when we are no longer friends. you have to be different If you are a snob like everyone else, then you are a renegade romantic. Oh, yes, You can't be a poet.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
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even the best things are in vain if you don't share them.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
Even one time
desired to walk back
While walking
wish to see more

Wanted to get closer to
the present's past than to
the present's future

If walk forward,
the present disappears
If walk backward,
the present appears

The taste of life is felt
through the present, not
the future or the past

Take a back step
Can meet a peace
in the flow of time.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
Busily
from NJ to NY coming and going
meet G.W. Bridge
at entrance to New Jersey
sometimes encounter
a mid 30s female
scattered hairs,
puffy lips,
approaching with broken shoes
she can't holding a light paper
words of desperate help
by the spring breeze
drops and picks up
over and over
when bows down
the hot afternoon sun
pours behind back

Hurriedly
i take out wallet
lower window a little
hand over one dollar

She blesses my future
never forgets to smile.

As soon as
i do that
unbearable sorrows coming out
my fingers begin to tremble.
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