Ruu - Hello Poetry

Ruu Jul 3

I’d like to imagine
Slow and early mornings with you.
Sunlight slipping thru’ the curtain,
Vinyl set in tune. Bacon, egg, and cheese.
A simple chat with me and you.

I wonder if your love stories
Feel a bit like mine.
Or if it kinda reminds you about
Something we could be.

A melody chimes in,
Encouraging a little moment.
I wish to slow dance to this jingle.
A slow dance between me and you.

Kokomo, a Japanese Breakfast.
Kinda is the vibe I’m looking for, baby girl.
We could grab coffee after,
Or maybe some peach tea.
But for now, stay in my arms, lovely girl.

I may not be rich, but you gave me something,
That the world can’t take.
So please let me give you these
Slow & Early Mornings.
I love you.

Thinking of someone who's pretty cute, but pretty out there.
I want to meet you someday, regardless of what we may be. ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

Had a lot of fun making this in the morning. I included a song, Japanese Breakfast's Kokomo, IN to the work to encourage people to know vibe/feelings.

Ruu Jul 2

Dreams and Stars

This is the tree I used to go to,
to see the night sky from the top of the hill.

Back then, there were days where
I said weak things under the stars.

A lot of dreams left unfinished,
A lot of me left worthless,
A lot of me feeling a little,
All in this silent hill.

Dreams I wished to keep, because others gave it up first.
Too many in fact, that I lost myself trying to save them.

How could I even achieve them? Ethics, science?
Trying my hardest wasn't even good enough.
I don't think I could do this alone anymore.

As I lay in front of this planetarium of broken dreams,
I fight against the unfathomable truths that shoot on by.
I close my eyes.. Forevermore.

...

This is the tree I used to go to,
to see the night sky from the top of the hill.

Back then, there were days where
I said weak things under the stars.

A lot of dreams left unfinished,
A lot of me left worthless,
A lot of me feeling a little,
All in this silent hill.

But, this is the place where I continue to dream some more.
How could I even achieve them? Ethics, science?
I don't think hard work can do it alone.

But... I want to keep taking chances on these crazy dreams.
Because even if they sound like that to most...
I believe, I can make these dreams my destiny.

Ruu Jun 26

Strength of The Seas

Being a bit mindful of these waves:
The way it strikes — the way it stings.
The way it rings — the way it proceeds.

Sometimes, I wish I had the strength of the seas.

Recovery isn't linear — and that's the thing;
It's an uncomfortable reality that we're destined to see.

But I've learned to ride the waves that are given.
For you see, the sea is a part of me.
And I wish to love the seas — I wish to love me.

The waves echo my pain, but also echo opportunity.
So I set sail, surfing the open seas.
Every wave means everything, for the sea and for me.

So let me be mindful of these waves again.
For you see, I'll be the strength of the sea.

Honestly, I got suddenly sad out of nowhere regarding some recent events. I just had to ride the waves, and remind myself some things. I will grow to trust the waves. I will trust the process.

Also, I recently was told that I was a man of the seas. It really got me thinking of my birth city, which is out by the seas. I plan to visit there later this year.

Ruu Jun 25

Faithful Fool.

Remember, the things that make you happy,
Don't have to make sense to anyone else.

That dream, as ludicrous as it seems,
Doesn't have to make sense to anyone else.

The world is a better place,
Once you make sense of it.
Once you put yourself into it.

So whatever you may feel, please accept it.
Don't apologize for it, because its real.

Even if you'll look like a martyr,
At least you made sense of it.
You faithful fool.

Ruu Jun 24

North Star

The more we lose in search of something,
The more our hearts reach for the stars.
Loving is hard, but life is meant to be that way;
We choose which hard to take, and I chose You.

Hopefully, wherever you go,
You’ll hear the same love song,
That lets me span the miles,
In search of the North Star, You.

Maybe the view is different, but
Once I opened my eyes,
I saw the field of flowers that
Rival the field of stars above.

What was once a dark canvas,
Became a spectacle.
It was love at first sight,
But it felt like the second time with You.

You may not see the North Star yet,
But I believe that maybe,
Certainly..
You’ll choose Me, where the stars bloom.

There's a world so full of life and freedom out there.
Take that leap of faith, for you.

Ruu Jun 24

Expedition

Often times, we are left broken by the pier.
Weathered and Finally Alone.
With the only thing in front of us
Is this cold ocean.
And the thoughts that matches it's tone.

Sometimes, we are led to a road to nowhere.
But I went on this expedition.
with you so lovingly in my mind.
I wanted to make art, before we said our goodbyes.

To travel hopefully is better than to arrive.
That's the message that kept me believing.
That's the feeling that kept me alive.
No. That's the riddle to finally living my life.

I step forward, looking at this vast ocean.
You may no longer be there, bracing the emotions with me.
But.. I can feel you next to me.
Watching me, as we have hopefully arrived.

I relate with Gustave's struggles in the beginning of Clair Obscur: Expedition 33. Combating grief and loss, while navigating escapism is a journey that is so nuanced yet extreme for all. Regardless of what happens, I wish to arrive hopefully, for me and you.

#clair #obscur #expedition #33

Ruu Jun 24

Anxiety

Anxiety is an emotion I rarely feel anymore.
Maybe because I got my life together.
Or maybe because I played it too safe.
So when it comes, the fangs reopen the wounds.

I never was taught how to handle it.
I was never taught how to see it.
I was taught to remain silent.
I was taught not to help anyone who experienced the same.

It took forever to unlearn these things.
To be the voice I was hoping to hear from others.
To be the one to hold me as I wept away.
I want to be the one who could be there for you.

Maybe anxiety is my friend here..
The friend that lets me be a friend to all.
So while these feelings send me through a whirlpool.
Let me soak it in.. Let me turn this sickness into love.

If I could be the one who helps you fly away.
And take you to a place better than Neverland.
Then please, let me be your Peter Pan.

I don't want to let fear stop me from being there for me and you.
Anxiety is the message that this is something worth fighting for.

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