Author Archives: Ken Leng

Thank you for Making me cry Years of built up feelings Layers of lies that make my life Seem like beautiful lasagna When it’s a piece of bread that’s been Scorched, scorched, scorched, and more Layers upon layers of charcoal; Whether the inside is charcoal or Edible – a mystery I don’t want to solve.Continue reading “Bitter Tears to Gratitude”

I don’t want to eradicate depression. If we think about the art that has been created, as well as about the understandings that people have developed for each other over the past millennia, as a result of depression and negative emotions – there is a lot that we owe to depression and negative emotions inContinue reading “Eradicate Depression? No!”

Assuming everyone who is human – dead, alive, and yet to be born – is perfect and amazing, the biggest challenge these days is being and/or becoming imperfect and lackluster. In my eyes, it’s really easy to become strong, fantastic, amazing – to become a superhero. It requires devotion; “simple enough,” one could say. WithContinue reading “Approaching an Articulation of Today’s “Metaphysical Martial Arts””

In a world that has ended Where nothing is born, nothing dies Where not even passing time exists There is a person; solely, a person. It’s hard for me to describe this person. I don’t know if “sad” is what they are: though I see their circumstances as sad. “Content” is a word that isContinue reading “An After Story (Abstracted)”

With no control over how others see them They burst Out in flames Smothered by love Surrounded by hate Desperate for attention, yet longing for solitude Gets lonely easily despite the fact– They’ve been the center of everyone’s attention since the day they were born. Holes in the wall Noises in the middle of theContinue reading “Spawn of the devil”