Once Upon a Time On Pacific Coast and Sante FeThere is this street located in Long BeachOnce Upon a Time On Pacific Coast and Sante Fe by HanOneSail
Lot of ma and pa stores one would say
There is El Sol bakery in front of the Police Station
Liquor store with the goods we get around
The local Admiral Kidd park is the chillest spot
Chi-mole and all sorts of fun
Soccer to play pens and such
Neighborhood I hear has had it rough
Yet everyone is getting along well
For a outsider like myself
I realized how much I miss it at times
Cabrillo High School surrounds most of these
Do not forget the local Long Beach Job Corps
All in all the place that started the crop
Lot of good people around just not enough love
Many places just like these could receive
A little more help on the way I believe
Of course I am just a twenty year old experience
My favorite one is the Brisket American Grill
P-Lay game place right on the side
There are Hispanic restaurants there
Everywhere just waiting to be shared
I just hope they stay well like ours
O man such places like these
Made me feel like i am at home
So please visi
Ka-Ta-Na Su-shiKa-Ta-Na with giggles heardKa-Ta-Na Su-shi by HanOneSail
Me and my buddy used to use rulers and say
In a child like voice
Shifting the blade of the samurai
Hailing the name Katana Sushi
We found a restaurant
Went more often with the other homies
Ate the lunch all you can eat only
Pay about 20 dollars and a few ones
You get yourself practically the whole menu
The waitresses are great feels like family
Waiters got charm that others will find different
There's one dude with wavy hair
Nostalgic as if straight from a story
Not one piece like Sanji
But like a herald of bountifulness
Relaxing sounds float among this katana
As I peak at my simple Udon and cucumber rolls
Thinking when I get a job
Ill upgrade to the Unagi rolls
A zen reached at a decent price
Coming out I walked home
Stomach full of liquids that provide health
Utmost joys clear enough to speak
So come one come all to Ka-Ta-Na
Off of Colima and Hacienda Blvd
They also have specials
Grandmother a Matriach to MeIt has been a yearGrandmother a Matriach to Me by HanOneSail
Without you in our lives
So much is happening now
More than it ever has
Big changes for everyone of us
Since your passing left me dysfunctional
In spirit as you watch over
I still miss you of course
We will always remember you
Deep within our hearts
Not a day goes by
Where I don't think of such a wonderful soul
At times I look at my phone
About to dial your number
To give some good news
Wonder what you are up to
Only to remember your not there anymore
Since as early I can recall
You have been the best role model
Going through much yourself
Yet still able to oppress weakness
Difficulties of living
While reminding us of what the right way of life is
Grandmother you were the only grandparent of mine
Grateful to have been born with you present
Because as much as the world howls at me
I'll hold in the single fact that
We had you in our lives
So I go through life
With strong goals of success
Since you were the one who helped me reach
Such a compromise with myself
Only I re
A New UpbringingDeep the remorse of a thousand criesA New Upbringing by HanOneSail
No more shall they soothe the lies
In the ages to come only many will attempt
To bring down all the hypocrisy lit
Let not the lily be taken
Leave it within the lake
So others may gaze upon it's peace
Guard it well as there will be those with fleece
For now is the time to uplift
The powerful emotions we conflict
A Penny In The PocketThere's a man standing upright hiddenA Penny In The Pocket by HanOneSail
He's asking for some spare change
The onlookers give and go
Remorse or without its hard to say
I rustle through my pockets
Find nothing but a little penny
All I can give or not how to decide
I'll give him that penny and learn
That even the littlest can be appreciated
This man gains one cent more to live
I gain insight on what it means to give
It's a cycle that no one can understand
Only to summarize to give is to feel good
Regardless of the smell of urine around
Regardless of the hot heat circulated
In here this hell hole
We made a connection beyond others
Many will find it too hopefully
But here with the least to gain
The most was gained
A penny in a pocket
Was like a million coins worth
For someone homeless 19 years
And for someone lived 19 years
There was a fate in line of each
Let neither lose their richness
Thinking A Parachute UpwardsUnable to fall downThinking A Parachute Upwards by HanOneSail
I'm thinking twenty four seven
So much that it's burning upon
The air I'm falling in
I ask myself constantly
Of the origination of when I fell off
Refuting to travel with gravity
That would crash me into the earth's troughs
Why am I stuck on auto fire?
If I remember right it must be this life
I am scared to stop thinking
As once that starts waning
I feel like it would be the end of me
Even if it is digging my own hole
I keep thinking of a literal degree
That will give me a meaning to survive
So that I don't admit to the validity of queries
Inflating across my aging mindset
Not to end up like the next reality series
Selling out on a staged set
To give up my brain
And just plopped onto the gravy train
Put on a pedestal to be laughed at
Since most likely I'll do something that
Might get myself killed
Since that's where all the thrill
Is attracting most of the fans
That everyone ignores in the stands
Yes sir some people behave that way to death
Although it's not what I
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Art like Doritos es like Burritos. Tasty.
A Lovely Prison With YouThe sound of the lawn mower coming,A Lovely Prison With You by HanOneSail
Brings despair in the restless morning.
At night I used to worry about the coyotes around,
Now instead romance is the main issue inbound.
Fairer days scented with roses are never known;
Until the pink winds come knocking down.
Troubles brew black leaving my heart in distress.
Tempers trifle blue leading on the brain to impress.
I'm falling in love with every aspect of you like a old bruise.
I'm sure you've heard that before, but I mean it true.
Even then I probably sound typical.
Even then I still can't stop being so pitiful.
Engaged and disengaged left enraged,
As my language ceases to understand the love story to be staged.
No mercy for feelings that can't match with the best phrase.
A prevention of going through an emptiness that forms after a blaze.
I want you to know like no lover of mine that I am complacent.
Selflessly I confess in my dreams with you adjacent.
Waking up happy and then sad as I realize the reality;
I'm still just falling in lov
Colors Alone That WarmAll the colors you always felt dripping.Colors Alone That Warm by HanOneSail
Let them down onto me in a rush.
Before I burn into a crisp lost and fading.
In the time that we hold hands and let go believe then hush.
I never want to feel that way again,
So please like fluorite with calcite flux into me.
Merging tides pour in resonance,
Souls that can no longer flow let ours filter away.
Every ounce of darkness and the little bits of light.
Sparkling against heavy feelings that you keep hidden.
As the brush comes upwards off of the canvas,
Does my belief in a better future for us reinforce.
These shades of gray belong to you.
The white in my eyes will take it all in.
Bliss amongst knowing that I can see more.
Much more than I ever could when we never met yet.
The first gloss that streams towards the heart,
Will break the chiseling melancholic clouds;
Making the largest of splenetic frowns into simple amusements.
Just don't ever leave me for the fires across the mounds.
For if you truly understand how solid you are in my vis
An Answer To Have Meaning"You don't mean anything."An Answer To Have Meaning by HanOneSail
I read and heard into my thoughts,
The words of a stranger mean nothing.
At first it seemed that way, but they did matter like Christ on the cross.
As long as my spirit thrives from creation,
Whether predestined, shared by others, sacrilegious or not.
I will continue to exist on my own terms for I know no final destination.
Fantasy upon the beliefs any may hold onto me will be overwrought.
The anxiety born inside me will be endured as I express.
It starts at the tips of my body,
Collapsing and changing in the style of a noblesse.
Then I let it out like a confession even if gaudy.
I am not in strong belief, neither do I preach to believe.
The night is unkind and I am just sharing to you my soul.
A liar I may sound if I had one to tell and weave;
I would be through with you instantly instead of staring at a black hole.
The one that is you, the one that I wonder.
Slightly immersed at the statement made unaware,
If it was made out of amusement or a blunder.
Reflected Memories~Poetry Commission~Reflected Memories by RollingTomorrow
Walking a shadowed road
Where the passage of day and night
Yield so little hopeful light
Days of the same familiar suffering
Ever familiar agony,
Piercing what remains of "me"
A heart made of stone
Where the beats are only physical
People come and go,
Living and dying so fleetingly
No matter where I go,
No matter what forbidden borders I transgress,
It's always the same
Before feeling can return
They always disappear
The same old pain
I've felt blades pierce my heart
The guillotine sever my neck
Oxygen robbed by deep waters
It seems so trivial
The same drama, repeated time after time
But with even the most superficial injury
Will extinguish their lives
No matter where I go,
Controlled by the puppeteer's strings,
Mortality rules everyone, in every world
Dancing like a perfect marionette
Following orders no matter the cost or consequence
I walk my shadowed road
Abound with indistinct darkness and light
In every life,
In every realm,
I've been there watching
As their l
Closing Your EyesWhispers echo in my earsClosing Your Eyes by RollingTomorrow
Confirming every fear
The truth is here
Fate is too linear
Breath still held
Watch terror meld
These moments beheld
Promises are upheld
This cruelty is reality
The heartlessness is fate's ability
I'm haunted by fatality
Losing you was an eventuality
Regretting every mistake
Smiles that are fake
Hold me until I break
Because I'm still awake
So Many QuestionsSo many questions,So Many Questions by DarkSxKitten
the damn finally breaks.
All the questions flow free.
Where have you gone?
You said you would stay.
What happened this time
to take you away?
Did you mean all those things
that you said every night?
Why am I here
with tears blinding my sight?
Was our forever
something never meant to be?
Will you come running back
and say you still love me?
How do I trust you
when it seems that you lied?
Is it true that with time
I won't feel empty inside?
I sit with these questions
and so many more.
The biggest question yet:
What is love truly for?
Maybe I should know better.
By now I should have learned.
When you're loved by the fire
your heart will get burned.
I'll go on with my doubts now
as tears fill my eyes.
For the world I'll put on
my happy disguise.
Almost As Perfect As...We tied our promises toAlmost As Perfect As... by PastConfusion
Like ribbons so that we
And we lay in the grass
Calling the black ones Nevermore
And the white ones Odette.
Because if we could pretend we
Were in the same park
Then we could pretend anything.
And remember the fountain,
The bridge, the single tree
We'd sit beneath.
And remember the sea,
The house, the intellectual air
Which I never saw
But which you told me
So earnestly about.
Like a bracelet of silver
They are wind-chimes
When I breathe.
And the scent of
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One Sail stands for my Chinese name given to me by my parents. Yi Fan. I am not very legible in reading or writing the mandarin dialect. I am American Taiwanese, I write poetry and stories. At times I do photography, however nothing that professional. I plan on finishing my first novel of my series called Shadows of God within my spare time.
I'll just keep dreaming until it ends and wake up seeing it become a reality...
I believe through poetry. People can connect and are able to break barriers of all sorts.
I feel that poetry helps most people throughout history to live through the times. Rough or not poetry is the root of many other art forms.
Whether the person is a poet or not.
They can always benefit somehow by writing poetry for their own sake as well.
As an artist I try to work towards a better tomorrow.
A better future for the mankind of the present time.
The total existence of the world.
So that what I do as a artist will help inspire people to do what they think they must do to help the world or to just enjoy it.
My contact email is email@example.com