Do not fear small defeats
Do not fear big defeat even more
It is a mask of victory.

Winning is the goal
but there is something more important

We don't want to defeat
but there is something also

It is not losing
It is doing your best.

There is no right or wrong
There is no more or less
There is no presence or absence
There is existence alone.

amount of unconditional training rules level of skill of ability.

A rhythm covered the darkness

I hear

The lake wakes up

The labor of light becomes a swan lake

With wings of respect and consideration
Calling the morning
Embracing and embracing the falling autumn
Winter lake
Stars in the winter that have fallen in the forest
Whenever a secret wind blows
On the natural colored fallen leaves
They toss and turn
Flocks of ducks
Wild ducks
Approaching from a corner of the forest
Tilt, tilt
In sync with each other
They go away
....................
The labor of light is shining.

seat of seasons
by the losers
shrinking
by drying and stepping
falls of branches
voice of winter
celebrates disappearance
of forests around the river
of the old roads
with old man's walking
climb-down
for the sprouts
through the solid ground.

it snows, it rains, it rains, it snows, just my love.

When winter comes
houses of two brothers
far apart
A luxurious house Inside
younger brother's Summer
Inside the older brother's
shabby home Winter

When we look at them
from the perspective of money
the world is fair,
when you look at them
from the perspective of love,
the world is unfair.

Stupid
Foolish
Lazy
Scammers
they dont have
ability to ruin the world.

I'm not loyal to anyone”
"I'm not loyal to system"
and he killed his people
Why did he do it?
because he was loyal to
himself alone.

I have autism
but I am not a patient
because it does not rule me.

Do not cover reality in the name of art,
Do not amplify reality in the name of art.

Apply the cream of false laughter
and look good to hide
face and neck, chest, torso,
hips, buttocks, thighs
soles of our feet,
to the last place we have left
blood of cruelty and malicious deceit
It flows unnoticed
torn and twisted
hiding the pain of the times
mouths speak of countless
corrupt deeds
with the cheers of rote geniuses
are buried
all this with a single mask
of lovelessness
yes, we can
souls torn apart by torture
to sing, to give life, from the mud is a task
vile of the veils,
Your unmasking
to show the parade of
your life
today, we take off our masks.

A betrayer must be betrayed.

for a long time
your unwavering support and guidance
come with me
thank you
for expanding the realm of sharing
like the eyelight of the love
withstanding the world
Look beyond the world
be healthy and happy
may your descendants
flourish
always and ever.

those who hate me
are not bad people
couldn't I be wrong?

martial law is an autoimmune disease.

I want to write poetry
not commodities
as works of art
that give answers
that are not correct
not childish
with the same voice
and different echoes
come together
without myself

when I rang the doorbell
heavy snow fell
and hid the paths of aloneness
having lost my way
I looked for a stone
and stepped on it
The snow melted
and showed me the path to take
beyond the end of the road
the islands of Privacy
I have to go there
and make the waves
without you.

I sent
one poetry manuscript to
two publishers

one was rejected
“we can't publish it
because our publisher's standards
are different from your personality.”

another was accepted
“we can publish it
because our publisher's standards
are different from your personality”.

i hold your love
while thinking

your love hold me
while thinking

we are leaving
while we are sinking

we are living
next door

we are are we.

solitude is there
there are pieces of broken pain
are shining
walls are transparent
floors are transparent
the roofs are transparent
space also is transparent, transparent, transparent.
i can see all
invisible to you alone
there is solitude
The Way You Go
not lonely.

-facing Fatherland

my life is
still
unexploded
time bomb

on fire
time bomb

that will depart
when it explodes

a slave of time
will disappear
when it goes off.

love is strong
it dwells
in troubles

love is weak
it is not
in successes

look at
breads of tears
love endures them.

those who have many friends but are lonely;
those who have few friends but aren't lonely.

cozy fogs caress
riverbank and flows to the sea
along the waves

crazy rains bathe
the branches trembling
along the gentleness

clean fingers smile
a cup of Decaf black coffee
before me of doubt.

it should have snowed
it rained

it should have rained
it snowed

you should have come
i went

i should have gone
you came.

Top left white light
Down
There are three windows
The first wondow has
from the lower left corner
8 branches  
leaning to the right
The second window has
middle three branches
are flat like a trident
The third and final window has
five branches on the left
four of which are rounded
and one tilted to the right
And in the empty space is a security video camera
The branches provide a good view
without blocking the neighbor's
Because it's winter.

suffering is long and deep
through the life

if it is alive
it shall go to you

just bring
value of labor to us.

how much do
the roots of the trees
want to move?

their lives
are forbearance
beginning to the end.

someone
an atheist said
God is a maggot-like
If God is a God of love
this is correct completely
If I look at myself.

P.......progressing to you
E.......edit by you
A......ace for you
C......coexist with you
E.......each other.

if we are failing marriage but we cannot fail loving.

where does joy come from?
from outside
from within
from above
from below
from success
from failure
where does it come from?
Don't try to find it somewhere
it is making the light of love bright
oil, oil is joy
for its own sake
everywhere.

Would you be happy
if there was no unhappiness?
in your life

That is
the beginning of
real unhappiness!

just as real flowers
are harder to care for
than fake ones

people are the same.

the art of loving is hard to finish
too many sing with internet
to attack their greeds to fill
in spite of disaster. To see love.

love nothing
nothing love
all value through
the love,
your love.

he was quick to anger,
he had a loud voice,
and liked books and music alone
he was weak,
he disliked money,
and hated excessive interference.

Then he started working and marriage life
several decades have passed.

now, he quietly gets angry
only when necessary,
he enjoys cleaning buildings,
he doesn't get sick,
he accepts attention and consideration,
and writes poetry
with a broad mind and does his best.

who knows life
and show life?

who can see the mountain
and move a mountain?

who can touch a desert
and make it bloom?

controlling all these things

hot with water
cools like water
flows like water

it is red love
like blood
a love that waxes and wanes.

if we are living human
we inevitably have a new traveling
every seconds eye lights
on the events

joy, sorrow, longing and hiding
unrealizing messages
from your love

the love is our all
even if we are walking into the water
struggling with silence of silences
war, violent, depression
of self-pride and shameless

empty of emptinenesses of the world
instead of love's word
is approaching like rainbow
of cant fluff
at village, a very small village

overflowing streets and home
especially schools
i want to write continually
but typewriter ink out.

dark green
green
pale orange
in
ping pong ball Seed
round
shiny
hard and
and tender love
Avocado, your beauty
from the Cenozoic to now
sweet
savory and
tangy
tasteless but
best unripe flavors
cures the inflammation of pain
incomparable
my love, I love you

without you by my side
I can fall asleep,
and wake up without you?

my love, Avocado.

a person with dementia
act like a person has the dementia
but they don't have dementia

proclaim strongly

dementia is a disease and can be healing

look at them.

a sparrow
instead of just falling
there is a reason

a single sparrow
it is just charcoal-grilled
it doesn't settle down
alcohol snack

how, a human being
just just just
fall off and get drunk?
does it serve alcohol?

torn, torn, torn
just just just
their drunkenness Appetizer ?

- toward William Carlos Williams

love the bride forever
love the groom forever
both the bride and groom make promises
knowing that they will not be able to
love each other forever
isn't a wedding life?
struggle to keep those nonsense promises?

revolution is not a Rotation.

The revolution that the revolutionary brings about for himself, for his nation, and for his society collapses as another revolution. This is because the revolution is not Rotation.

The moment
a creative work is completed,
it should go into
the trash can.

white cheeks
black head
black and white wings
red belly
and eyes that gaze into
the distance Alone
but not lonely
build a home in a tree
your heart that sings cheerfully
hangs on the tree
looks beyond the sky
a couple gentleman and lady
with a strong beak
awakens the loneliness of the forest
and the rain, thunder
while shaking telephone poles.

my eyes are roses
my eyes are roses 8' eight colors
my eyes are roses' dancing rhythm
my eyes are roses' love of breathing
my eyes make sing all beings
                                    by your light in
cellphone.