Some poems for my crush, 2017

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An early spring
A glimpse into my being
I saw you
You didn’t know
I surely didn’t know
When you turned and smiled at one of our mutual friends
Like all boys and men
I became weak
In the knees, my nerves were
Your eyes are like a kaleidoscope
Mysterious and filled with hope
You still didn’t know
After all, who knows?
That I need you.


I see you every day
You’re like that sort of sensation, perhaps,
That never goes away
Always there, kicking and vibrant
Always so near, but couldn’t be any further,
Smiling and blushing and smiling, again
Could never match the face you make when you’re emotionless
When I get near you
“Who would you be, I wonder?”
You utter as my palms are shaking,
“I think you dropped the pencil”, I say
My mind isn’t self-reflective
That it makes me selective
Of my own words
That are meaningless when I am at the corner of your eyes, dear
That only work when I’m my own person, dear
That could never possibly be enough, dear
To describe my feelings
For you, dear.

Dear, dear,

My feelings are never hidden
My parents never taught me how to deal with it
So I don’t

I just want to be near you, dear,

That’s the reason why my heart melts

When I express my feelings to everyone and everything

Under the sun, every single human being

Knows how much I desire you

Knows how much I want to be with you

How much do I need you?

How could I know, how could I try to know?

Why would I want to know,

When you’re so fine beyond knowledge.

As the sun hits the building

I come to a realization

That has been with me all along

I didn’t know, nor care 

But it has always been there

With me

That you’re the one for me

You are the one for me, and only

For this very instance 

In my deepest dream

I am with you 

We are one

I am you as you are me as we are all together

In that deepest dream

We are never separated

I am by your side and never betray

You are by my side and never leave me

No matter the area

Whether it’s land or sea

As long as you’re here

Near me 

And I am at peace.

You’re young and inexperienced

I am young and inexperienced

I think we should be together

Forever, and ever, maybe

Like in one of those Disney movies

That never happen in reality

That only happen when you’re tricked by infatuation

Caught by infatuation

Deluded by infatuation

Eaten by infatuation

In love with infatuation

Consumed by the idea

Of you.

As the leaves are slowly becoming their true selves

And the wind blows, still,

For no one can hear it

Gazing out of the window panes

“Rats!” He yells, his head filled with thoughts 

Thirty more minutes until he can see Jane

A girl, unlike any other girl

She’s a special girl

With a hair everybody cherishes

So they say

After all, who is?

As long as he’s contented

Living the life Dad never had

Doing things he never did

So he says.

He leans against the glass

As others walk by 

He blinks a couple of times

He turns to his only friend,

“I think I’ve got dust in my eyes”

A single tear is shred

But like a drop in the ocean

Insignificant and indifferent 

Friend shakes their head

“You must’ve been out of your mind”

So he says

He laughs

For a moment, Jane isn’t there…

You’re playing a fool’s game

“What game?” He’d say

I don’t know what you’re talking about

I’ve been well and at peace

I’ve been head-over-heeled 

I’ve been cut deeply into my soul

Vulnerable

Deaf, dumb and cold

Never will I listen

To anyone I’ve been fed up with

Anyone I’ve wronged, hurt and whose identity I’ve crushed

To anyone at all

Your words don’t mean a thing.

Your eyes are as bright as a star

You’re so pretty

One can only pity 

Those who have fallen for you

And would do anything for you

Those who would kill to see you smile

Those who would do anything for you

Those who would risk their own life for you

Those who would never cheat on you 

If two of us were together

Forever and ever

Until we’re not us anymore.

It’s a thing 

It’s always been a thing

Connection between two people

Out of nowhere

A cupid appears

Silly cupid 

Picking out the wrong individuals

Crazy about it

Stupid about it

But there’s one thing you could be damn sure about it

That cupids never lie.

As strange as a the sky at night

As colorful as a tangerine dream

All of the sudden, you are destined 

To be mine

Mine, and only mine

Yesterday and Tomorrow

Who would care, if not for the present?

Confused and angry

Hurt and sentimental

How strange it is

To be a person

At all.

Lying against a porch tree

Birds are chirping and the sky as blue as it can be

Always will, always have been

I am reading poetry

The most beautiful one there is

As your head’s next to mine

As we are hand in hand

As the uncontaminated air

Makes it all much less of a dream

Rather, an eternal fact

That in my fantasy

We are carefree and careless 

About everything, except for each other

Strawberry pancakes for breakfast

Waffles for dinner

Smells of pumpkin pie

Green and yellow cellophane flowers

In the land of fantastical creatures

No need for any other

As long as I have you

It had to be you

Oh, it had to be you

You cold, silly girl

Why are you so repulsive?

I just want to be near you?

Is it too much of a request?

Am I not significant

In your life?

Hellos seem so far away

When I see you, my heart melts

My brain is such a maze

The sun has gone

And all is well

Sitting in a cold dark room

With swell old records

Sipping on his tea

On such a peaceful night

No headaches nor discomfort

Nothing, still, but bliss

Old movies

Bing Crosby’s Silent Night 

A sorrowful joy

Longing for the unknown

Burnt images of acquaintances

Of bittersweet memories

That have been slippin’ away, and away…

Into the night

Smiling, as he faces,

With optimism 

Inexperienced decisions

Irresponsible actions

Young and naive

In this empty and lying world

What’s done is done

And what happens, happens.

[Poem] We go on

“We go on”
7-12-2021

There was a girl
A lonely girl
Whose gift was her voice
Whose voice was jolly, lightly put
Smooth as silk
Warm as a child’s memories’ haze
And could really bring you back to the days

So precious, she was
Always on top of the world
And oh so child-like, playful,
Such a naive, pretty couldn’t be so hateful!

Oh why, must fireflies die so young?
Why, must we go on?
When not a single cell on her body was wrong?
She was perfect, for who she was,
A drummer who sang…
that couldn’t last for long.

Rest in Peace Karen.

[Poem] “Chasing the dragon”

“Chasing the dragon” 6/12/21

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She who, had, her way with words
Shall never not be set free
Thought, Emily, writing down on her notepad
Where drowned children
Could be found
at a local drugstore where their Ma takes them to
when their throats get sore
Chasing the dragon
In the land of make believes, where the beasts lie,
Facing the humans
And the humans, albeit minimum of them, are telling it for what it is.
Chasing the dragon, what do you mean?
You see,
Very simple, concise, but not clear
Straight, but not to the point,
Here, you are blessed,
There, you are set free
So tell me, whether it’s trick or treat,
Don’t worry for it’s all but a dream.

*chasing the dragon: euphemism for doing heroin