Tag: poetry
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Questions and answers
Today is a morning like any other Saturday morning, but I find myself reflecting on the memories of my grandfather who passed away a decade ago. My grandfather was a learned man with progressive ideas, he went to university at a time where only one university existed in Korea. He also lived during the Korean…
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Going home
I wasn’t prepared for how gentle you came in You started like a storm warning preparing for evacuation Last minute escape I remember doing this I walked out of my house with a suitcase and a light It was a disaster, a foreign land, a terrible journey I want to go home I want to…
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I am
After all this, I never learned how to love I never learned how to give what I do not have How to take what was stolen already I learned how to not lie How to hold the truth through the fight I battled the world for a long time For a long long time It…
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Yo soy
Despues de todo esto, Nunca aprendí a amar Nunca supe dar lo que no tengo Cómo tomar lo que ya fue robado Aprendí a no mentir Cómo mantener la verdad a través de la lucha Luché contra el mundo durante mucho tiempo. Por un largo, largo tiempo No quiere que sepa lo que soy Dejé…
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El trotamundos
Para el niño que vagó para encontrar la nueva ciudad, el amanecer te encontraré Una vez fui una ciudad llamada chica Era huérfano y las tragedias me seguían como perros por la calle Todos me decían que el precio del amor era ser valiente, sufrir el dolor, sentir Pero el precio era demasiado alto para…
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The wanderer
To the child that wandered off to find the new city, the sunrise I will find you I was once a city named girl I was an orphan and trouble followed me like dogs down a street Everyone told me the price of love was to be brave, to bear the pain, to feel But…
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Both sides now
Everywhere I look now I see both sides, the strength and weakness, the duality of life Every victory has inside it a loss At the height of winter I let my old dreams die Dreams of peace and loneliness and stillness and patience I am not yet ready to tell my story I was but…
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Dream catcher
I came home and no one told me to leave but no one told me to stay either It wasn’t love exactly it was just kind of Mediocre The pain just passed through me now Like nightmares through a dream catcher I think about generations of women Walking free
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How to love
I wouldn’t trust a man that would die for me who wouldn’t die for himself. How would you know the value of a life? The idea of loving myself is so overwhelming because I’ve seen how much I can care What would happen if you lived as if you’d die for yourself It scares you…
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The idiot
Last year a guy I knew didn’t know how to spend time with me Yesterday a man didn’t know how to escape his bad habits Today someone else didn’t have the answer either. I’m tired of knowing I’m tired of teaching My dad was like an idiot, I volunteer with autistic kids and even he…
SUBLIME COURAGE 