If you try to have everyone's love, you will lose everyone.

Your backside
Your side
Your front
I see it all
Your wise days
Your rich days
Your happy people
I see it all.

When January comes
you make empty promises
You hold on to the passing years
and confess once more
You follow your promises
for one day,
two days,
three days,
imagining the success of Stop
Like combed hair,
following the wind
fallen leaves
and snowflakes,
dust in your heart scatters
Gather the scattered promises
and send out nine promises
Popcorns pouring into your lips
With signs of the end
of those crazy guys.

Several months ago
I met a good friend
We can talk about this and that
about political and personality
We eat once a month
together
He was going to be a doctor
but he gave up it and
to help the elderly
he has made up his mind
One day I asked him
official or administrative documents
application forms to read something like them
isn't it hard?
He answered
“I can read that stuff all night long
I'd rather read a product manual
than the product itself”
I answered
“I'm happy to spend all night
reading a masterpiece,
but I'm not happy to read
documents and user manuals
I can't even read a single page"
Even while eating
answer for complaints and demands
of old man
no time to look at me
“turn off your cell phone, even during mealtime"
“No, I can't, I'd be a doctor if I did.”
We finished
in the late fall sunshine
I vow to myself
for my precious friend
"I should write a short poem".

the traitor is betrayed... with an greater betrayal.

1 day
24 hours
24 hours
1440 minutes
1440 minutes
86, 400 seconds

The shortest is the most precious.

Joy is sharper than sorrow.

One person is ashamed
standing
embarrassingly
lingering
at sunset
there is no place to go
no power to walk
The person to see
even those who come to see
does not exist
Even found yourself
you are also found
does not exist
Look at the distance
it will be different
it will be different
does not exist
Looking up at the mountains
mountain trees
Color Sound Animals Plant Rock Trail
Soil Moss River Lake Lights
Villa Bird Clouds Winds
What else is there?
East West South North
There is no existence like me anywhere
There is no
single & bleak
My heart is looking for a place to go
let's see
different but not different
They are distinguishable
who are not other
shaking hands one another
hug together
by changing the shoes
running
dragging
walking towards one place........
Like them
solo but connected
People.

putting sorrow to sleep,
not getting rid of it.

that is
why love is sacrifice.

Frozen
winter
melting
Spring sunshine...

all beings
leave suffering and joy

finding these traces:
showing the value of life

the sentry of history:
a poet.

Go gracefully to this Good Morning
While youth still burns
Touching the future

Do not be angry, but avenge
Revenge has an end and can be forgiven
but anger has no end
and may never be forgiven

The night is gone
And the morning is coming
Do not rejoice

You and I
If we can love
Night or day
No difference, No discrimination

In the light there is darkness
There is light in the darkness

Good morning like good night
We want to be polite
We cannot help but think
The day is crying in us

Oh Cry, night is gone
Do not laugh,
morning is coming

A warlike day has begun
Like a ray of red light
The murderous eyes see
Colorful streets of New York across the river

That swam that river
hundreds of years ago
We are crossing on foot
On the bridge

There is a bridge
Don't be surprised
About day and night
About light and darkness

Do not be afraid
There is a bridge

And now
neither light nor darkness
neither day nor night
The moment is coming

Love is nearing.

- For Dylan Thomas

Joy is sharp and pierces
Sorrow is not sharp, can't poke

stand still and look back
it seems so

does not hurt
others

there is pain in sadness
there is no pain in joy

Pain is so bad
just one good thing

It doesn't give you room
to stab others.

We have
in front of the two-pronged path
always
hesitate
Which path will we choose?
If not
You are not a person
Again
At what age
when you want to make a different choice
If you don't regret it
you are not human.

I asked perfect Love
"Please let me see my spouse's love?"
Years passed without a response
Today, I made a very ordinary mistake
Of course, the second time
Then my spouse shouted at me
"You crazy Psychopaths...
I can't live with you...
I'm going crazy!"
I clearly saw my spouse's love
Then perfect Love said
"Now, just give the love!"
I shed tears of gratitude.

existence into existence
non-being into non-existence
make a being to non-existent
bringing a nonbeing into existence
You and I
that we love each other
without fear of non-being
fear beings
source of happiness
by shedding light on time
that colors life
It is a labor of love.

R
the first letter
rear
please
p
window and type for
for
of
windows pleasure
to spit
unlimited people box
onto
the corner I love passes by
woe afternoon descends
Oh! frost
is coming
air receptive bird.

The value of art
The power to die
The fullness and overflow of life.

In the clear sky
floating clouds
Right in front of me
I reach out my hand
and to grab them
reaching out
the more I tried to catch it,
the more the clouds
move away.
Tired of holding on
distance of time
between me and the clouds
what's the distance
of the broken love?

People are living with
Different loves in
The dreams and fears
To win profit or honor
Living
Loving
These are reality

If there is a love that goes beyond
Love cannot be seen
Live is
Peace of Loss and Dishonor
accepting sacrifice
For me, Not me
Oil of the lamp, Not perfume
fade away into odorous

I must throw away myself
into the light.

even if
you give a thinkable head

even if
you give two visible eyes

even if
you give two huggable arms

even if
you give two walking legs

even if
you give an alive heart

even if
you give a enjoyable world

i can give you alone
Love without me.

picnic Highlight
scavenger hunt

visible hidden
i found no treasure

i hunted for
hidden places that day.

A life without temptation
means showing
you are not living valuable

A landscape
with a bridge over
a river.

A tree that turns misery into happiness

And turns carbon dioxide into oxygen

An artist who never died.

there are no 100-point children
just as there are no 100-point parents
of course there are
there are no 0-point parents
just as there are no 0-point children
because love is not measured in numbers.

From the tree high branche
to me
dancing and approaching
a bird
From the fall of last year
staying together
with a spider web
dancing and approaching
a fallen leaf.

What lies ahead of us

The Poet's Task

Is to understand the beings that exist
with love and
to discover the
truth they conceal

as vividly as possible

The anxiety of love
The rest of love
banishing the sorrow of existence
the sacred love
this unfathomable love
wandering between heaven and earth
gifting the happiness of creation

The foolishest Love
removing corruption and incompetence
that must be filled
by the poet of this age.

value of existence is not made, it is given.

First, don't brag about yourself
Second, don't criticize enemy not looking

Your friends will be fewer
Also your enemy disappears.

caliginious eyes
luminous beak
mordant shawl
lily-white feathers
archaic wings
white-banded tail
and frequently
all over
for ever
by our side staying
displaying
merits of modest
while eating
screening its charms Air-like.

power of love is faith
faith in action is love.

when are dominated
not colorize
dominator's horror

after free of *******
they will be indoctrinated
by themselves.

Just because you don't do it well doesn't mean you don't love it
Just like just because you do it well doesn't mean you love it.....

O Leo cookies
I don't like them
I don't want them
I don't want to love with them
But they seem so good
I want to eat them
So I
end up
eating one bag
My stomach is bubbling
My head is spinning
So I eat the lovely apple
I calmed down
a few weeks later
Today
I'm eating the whole box of
O Leo cookies again
Right Now.

Kafka: monologues of a Loser who defeated winners.

hungry People
meet and
different breads
deliciously eating together
mealtime
or not?

When we ignore
the suffering of others
our own suffering
increase more than them.

why
do we
love children?
Do we envy them?
no wealth
no honor
no power...

petals scattered
apple tree branches
rolling this way and that
Empty hours
The future that never comes
breathlessly peeking out from the barn
withered late in the day
Our love

Between the furrows
The silent afternoon sun breaking
Seeds that haven't rotted
My greedy unfortunate
Roses, wilting late in the day

touched by the petals that fell that day
Past cellar
Stained with the scent of wine
A single rose that withered late
Let's knock on the door
The helplessness of self-destruction to stand up
The emptiness.

I

Does time seem to move slower
Look at the second hand

Does time seem to move faster
Look at the hour hand

II

Time seems to be meaningless
Look at the events

Time seems to be meaningful?
Look at the clock.

III

Time creating, not consuming.

falling
&
kicked
&
trampled
by us

it is uprooted
for us.

Today's Day
Too Long
Your Silence
My Time
Holding On.

again, I see love in yourself
            I hear love of yourself
            I touch love for yourself
            I taste love around yourself
            I speak love to yourself
            I smell love by yourself
I hope that I meet with them
like a first meeting.

Moonlight
                  In the snow

Snow
          In the moonlight.

wind's hill
wind's spunge
wind's pandora
wind's sea
wind's breathing
wind's hug
wind's reading
wind's pains
wind's winds

It is our Memorabilia.

scents of tear
tastes of laughter
and
comforts of suffering.

The teacher's joy
Disciples are better than yourself

Parents' joy
Children are better than yourself

The couple's joy
Spouse is better than yourself.

sudden shower
empty night street
dancing starlight.

You should love your parents
but you should also
be able to step over them

I believe that parents
who love their children
do not suffer but rejoice

For it is the greatest joy
when the children become
greater person than the parent.

sea...sons.....seasons.