Wednesday, November 30, 2005

My Family

My Family

Snow Rain Sun Clouds
Hot Cold Windy and Calm
I predict that it's unpredictable!
Gotta love the Maryland weather.

You gotta love my family too
We are as random as the weather gets.
One moment we'll be living together
And the other, we are everywhere!

Like the rainy days in the Old Line State
My father brings in much needed shower
Accompanied with occasional thunder
I might not like it but I know I need it.

Sun shines through my mother's warmth
Balancing out the storm of my father's
She brings out the beauty of Appalachian
She brings out the beauty in me

Then there's my sister.
Her snow makes my life cold
Her snow makes everyone's life cold
But she provides the snow days that we all could use.

I'm just a floating cloud.
And one day
I might bring the much needed rain to the family.

- Timothy Kim

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

First Love

First Love

I'm not too sure
If I remember this one correctly,
But I was on a family tour
And I saw this one cool tree.
Winding branches and crooked roots
Crispy leaves and rotten fruits,
Perfect for kids like me
To tumble and rumble till I scrape my knee.

The playground wasn't only for me
Bunch of kids biting and fighting already
Around the tree
They greeted me with so much joy
It didn't matter
That I couldn't speak in their tongue
We all gathered around
For great afternoon fun.

As it is true with any good story
There was this beautiful girl.
Yeah, yeah
Typical tale.
I know.
But it doesn't matter
She was my first love!

What's a boy to do,
If he wants to win the heart of his love?
Hang upside down on the tree
And say "I love you" from above!
Branch by branch
Carefully I climbed the tree
I stretched my arm out
And held on tight on one of the stronger ones.

Then the unthinkable predictable happened

The stronger one wasn't strong enough
And crashing down I became the dumbest one
The beautiful one laughed out loud
As well as biting ones and fighting ones
Then the time struck five-o-one
And everyone had to leave for their parents.
Except for me, the "brave" one.

Now that I'm twenty four
You'd think I'll be more mature.
But as they say
History repeats itself.
Maybe I'll tell that story some other time.
For now,
I hope you enjoyed my first love.

- Timothy Kim

(I dont think this is a true story.. --;; )

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

The day that I almost crossed the Golden River

How far could it be?
That was the initial thought.
I mean, I’m in the navy
Besides, there are girls to impress.

Sunny August afternoon
Crisp blue current
Pretty college girls
What can possible go wrong?

Death was never in my mind
While I was floating away
Only thing that worried me was
How stupid I look to those sugar pies.

When big grey hard rock hit me
I felt even dumber
I could already hear the laughter
Oh, death be upon me!

Grabbing on to the rock
I waited.
For what?
I don’t know.
To be rescued.
But probably was waiting for the time to come back.

Now on the shore
I was shivering.
Probably the embarrassment
Oh well,
At least I got a story to tell now
To my future children, that is.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Twenty Four

Twenty Four

Verse 1.
It feels like yesturday that I came back home
With a first place medal from NASA.
Yet, people tell me that I'm late again.
I'm twenty four and I'm late

Verse 2.
It's like that kid who missed his bus ride to school
So, his dad had to give him a ride.
Like that kid, I'm late to my second period.
I'm twenty four and I'm late

After three misguided effections
I click through my nights
With puberty coming in 6 years late.
I'm twenty four and I'm late

Verse 3.
Driving my puny little peanut car
To a room that I call home
I come home late from a lone social life.
I'm twenty four and I'm late

After three misguided effections
I click through my nights
With puberty coming in 6 years late.
I'm twenty four and I'm late

- s.m. Timothy Kim


F#m D F#m E

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Beautiful Letdown

It was a beautiful letdown

When I strode for love
When I ran down the road of pain
Leapt and dove

It was a beautiful letdown

The day I knew
That no men's affection, praise, and passion
Would ever do

When I cross that finish line, end of all
I'll see that it was meaningless, meaningless
Then I will fall

I don't belong here
I don't belong here
I will carry a cross and a song where I don't belong
But I don't belong

- the "lost verse" of Switfoot's Beautiful Let Down by Timothy Kim

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Red, white, yellow and blue
Black thick lines and bunch of squares
What does it mean? I don't have a clue!
A million dollars? That can't be fair!

- Timothy Kim

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Magnetic Poetry

truth is always beneath you
it whispers of summer morning
but squirrel would eat a popsicle
for my world is simple

- s.m. Timothy Kim

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, and Where, and Why

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay


Wednesday, September 14, 2005

The Word

spring when the world was mud-
dy and damp the Word ceased to exist

He didn’t fight.
He hadn’t fought at all.
All He wanted was to bring truth to the table.

When the world was puddle-wonderful
Fresh and crisp with blood,
His body hung.

It was a miracle of rare device,
In hate love blossomed
From blood came snow

- s.m. Timothy Kim

Tuesday, September 13, 2005


이젠 그만 울고 싶습니다

너무나도 힘이 듭니다.
멀리나마 하나님의 응원소리가 들립니다.
디모데 너는 할수있다고

하나님이 얼마나 고통스러워 하시고 계시다는것을.
하나님만 바라보고 싶습니다

믿고 따라가고 싶어도
가끔가단 하나님이 밉습니다.
"응원만 하지말고 좀 도와주세요!!"

하나님만 바라 볼테니
이 부서진 마음 고쳐달라고 기도합니다.
그런 기도를 하는 내 마음은 더욱더 아픕니다

이젠 그만 울고 싶습니다


- 聖文 김디모데


Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Fruitless Flower

Down the street lives a nameless flower
Captivating the vagrant, it boasts its beaut
With such rare distinction
It clouds the vagrants mind.

Down the street lives a nameless flower
Watering the flower, his mind in mute
With such sweet salutation
Its spirit and his soul bind.

Down the street lives a fruitless flower
Shrinking away, he ends his pursuit
With such crumbling emotion
Leaves the sick behind

- s.m. Timothy Kim

Tuesday, August 30, 2005


What gets cold,
When it is left alone and does not see?

What gets warm,
When it is together with much glee?

- sm. Timothy Kim

10.22.04 12:38am

What is it?

지금 내 가슴속에
꿈틀 거리고 있는
이것은 도대체 무엇일까?

밖으로 뛰처 나오고 싶어
미친듯이 날뛰고 있는
이것은 도대체 무엇일까?

But why is it that
I'm suppressing it?
Why is it that
I do not feel fit?

For I do not know,
For I cannot know,
For I want not to know,
I will never know.

- sm. Timothy Kim

Sunday, August 21, 2005

난 당신의

난 당신의 휴식처가 되고싶습니다.
당신이 힘들 때 기댈 수 있는 어깨가
당신이 슬플 때 안아 줄 수 있는 가슴이 되고싶습니다.

난 당신의 기쁨이 되고싶습니다.
당신의 삶 속의 행복의 근원이
당신의 즐거움의 이유가 되고싶습니다.

난 당신의 사랑이 되고싶습니다.
옛날 어느 누군가 그랬던 것처럼
당신과 함께 진리를 기뻐하고
당신과 함께 모든 것을 참으며
모든 것을 믿으며
모든 것을 바라며
모든 것을 견디는
당신의 사랑이 되고싶습니다.


이미 당신은
나의 휴식처가
나의 기쁨이
나의 사랑이 되어 주었기 때문입니다.

난 당신의 사랑이 되고싶습니다.

- 聖文 김디모데

2004년 2월 26일

Monday, July 04, 2005


나침판 없이
등대도 없이
난 이곳에 떠있네

파도도 없고
바람도 없는
난 이곳에 떠있네

돛도 없이
노도 없이
난 이곳에 떠있네

난 이곳에 떠있네...

- s.m. Timothy Kim

二千四年 五月

Wednesday, June 08, 2005


Hardened heart, blinds my eyes
In hate, where freedom dies
Standing with a myopic mind,
Darkness conceals my street

Cupid's arrow, a purpose it reminds
In love, where freedom binds
Floating with wings of worship,
Adoration shackles my feet

- s.m. Timothy Kim

early winter, 2005

Sunday, June 05, 2005


크고 네모 반듯한 창문은
제한된 세상을 담지만

작고 둥근 물방울은
더 큰 세계를 담는다

- 聖文 김디모데

2004년 9월 8일

Grace (חַנָּה)

Warmth of love, my heart's guile
The mockery of spring's smile;
Promise of summer, deludes my mind
When winter's blister, I can only find

Where did it go astray?
And where will it lead?
To summer, my heart will not heed
For winter's blisters are here to stay....

- s.m. timothy kim

Early winter, 2004

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