Bold: Achilles Regular: Patroclus This poem describes a love story between them, inspired by the Greek myths about the Trojan War.

A conversation-like poem about how we are created, not to be perfect, but to love what we have been given— not to hate it.

My poems are often about others - their identities, nature, and so on - those strangers on the street.

Summertime evokes all our senses: touch, taste, smell, sight, and hearing.

The Chinese dad and his daughter with mental health issues care deeply for one another, yet neither knows how to communicate love clearly.

The big problems in a little poem...

Thích, a verb/name of Vietnamese origin, meaning to like, love; alternatively, grief, sorrow.

Inevitably, life is made meaningful by its ephemerality, and human power must not interfere with the natural workings of the world.

Would you live a peaceful life or allow the darkness to devour you?

Rain, pluvia, la pluie, la lluvia, 雨, η βροχή, 비, la pioggia, an bháisteach....

People come, people go. Who will stay?

Join me to learn a classic form of poetry!

Ước means to wish or to yearn.

The flood is the thoughts, the mind that one can never escape.

There is an innate desire within me to be the best version of myself that I can be.

What is love?

The psychological torment part of baking shaped me into a stoic...

This free verse poem depicts winter and nighttime blues...

What’s your favorite season?

Perhaps, if the character had succeeded, there would be no war, and peace would reign.