The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.
I sit here on the edge
Writing poems
About nothing at all
Context (if you’re interested):
Taking a quiet moment to rest, I decided to write some poems. I am on the edge of nothing, writing about nothing. Sometimes it feels great to just pause.
Those with a purpose
Are better at worshiping
Idols than the rest.
Context (if you’re interested):
I have noticed how living with a purpose can lead one more susceptible to be swept into ideology. Not simply because they can take too far whatever they find purpose in, but because those with a purpose have something to lose, so they can end up endorse problematic things when that seems necessary to maintain what they have
Some people you meet
Possess the same look of the
Demon you just fought
Context (if you’re interested):
I don’t know if you have also seen this in the eyes of anyone else you see walking down the street.
Climbing one sand dune
So close I can reach the top
But my legs won’t move
Context (if you’re interested):
That day, I climbed a giant sand dune in the Gobi Desert. This was about the difficulties getting to the top. I was almost there when I needed to take a break.
You already wrote
Your book. I’m just the guy you
Needed to insert.
Context (if you’re interested):
This is based on a poem I read while in Manila about being the player in someone else’s romantic script.
Leaving behind the
World of noise, I sail the calm
Sea in search of rest
Context (if you’re interested):
Based on a Thai story I heard about Himmapan while in Bangkok. The character sets out into this mythological land to escape the chaos of his life.
Walls of our old home
Full of so many stories
Left there unfinished
Context (if you’re interested):
This poem is about the nostalgia of looking back at an apartment of a relationship that didn’t quite work out.
I’ll always be here
To patch whatever was lost
Back onto your heart
(The story behind this poem; only read this part if you’d like to hear my personal story. Skip if it you’d prefer to glean your own meaning from the poem: I wrote this poem to help me vent my emotions about a specific dispute that happened. I am trying to convey how humans tend to event more and more arguments to solidify their initial impression in their mind even as more facts made it clear their position was wrong.)
This one is based on a poem I read while in Manila about someone unwilling to deal with a break up.
I’ve been too caught up
In what thinking about what I ought to do
To actually be
(The story behind this poem; only read this part if you’d like to hear my personal story. Skip if it you’d prefer to glean your own meaning from the poem: I wrote this poem to help me vent my emotions about a specific dispute that happened. I am trying to convey how humans tend to event more and more arguments to solidify their initial impression in their mind even as more facts made it clear their position was wrong.)
This poem is about the pressure to uphold one’s obligations instead of thinking about what works best for you as an individual.
The world’s so messed up
That you must have a purpose,
Your part to fix it
(The story behind this poem; only read this part if you’d like to hear my personal story. Skip if it you’d prefer to glean your own meaning from the poem: I wrote this poem to help me vent my emotions about a specific dispute that happened. I am trying to convey how humans tend to event more and more arguments to solidify their initial impression in their mind even as more facts made it clear their position was wrong.)
This poem is about my own struggles to find my purpose, my way to help make the world a better place.