The Outside

I hear the outside,
differently, randomly, desperately.

It is dark and bright.
There are extremes and opposites.

The world is round and huge.
The heart is vulnerable and weak.

People have their freedom.
They cross each other’s boundaries.

We commit mistakes outside.
Our sins are too real.

The present is where we are.
The past is our history.

Somewhere not inside
is a place of pure humanity.

 

2017

The Idea That Breaks Me

 

You
are the idea
that breaks me.

Ripping
me into these
pieces.

I
am turning my
head away from
thinking.

You
are tearing me
apart again and
again.

 

2017

Imperfect

What eyes that cry.
What hands that hold.
What ears that listen.
What mouth that speaks.
What heart that feels.
What soul that breaks.

These are all I have.
These are all temporary.
These are all imperfect.

 

2017

Bad Angel

Falling, not flying.
Hurting, not mending.
The end of good things.
They say, “Nobody’s perfect.”

You don’t belong
where we are and it’s
hard for you to not
argue.

Compromising, not obeying.
Leaving, not staying.
You started a fight.
I confined in silence.

Where you are,
they can’t stop
looking at your bad
side.

 

2017

The Peculiar Orchid

The look of a stranger.
Eyes that speak another world.
It came like a monstrous dream.
Full of rage and sharp teeth and nails.

It birthed a parallelism.
One strength opposes the weak.
Pointing fingers to the enemies,
I stumble with the delayed truth.

This is the peculiar orchid.
A symbol of guaranteed triumph.
We cannot lose in the war.
Our army is better than the devil.

 

2017

‎Zhōngguó

I walk in the humid hours
of narrow streets, of gentle evening.
I am enveloped in darkness and
my shadow disappeared.

Tiny, artificial lights are inferior.
Some ancient houses left remnants
of bricked walls and the lake cannot
explain the reason.

I look for a crowd of mine but everyone
went into slumbering, busying peacefully
and engulfed in mortal dreams, and where
I stand is the country that is safe.

 

2017

Almost There

There
are things that
we cannot avoid.

There
are things that
indeed end.

There
are things that
certainly change.

There
are things that
make us feel good.

There
are things that
are worth to keep.

And
I am definitely
almost there.

 

2017