I Wrote a Poem in 3 Lines of Code — And It Changed My Life

I never thought my life would be measured in wins or losses—until I wrote my first poem in three lines of JavaScript.

It was 2 AM. My apartment’s neon glow reflected off the monitor like a Harlem streetlight. The console blinked: ‘undefined’.

I didn’t fix it. I rewrote it.

‘const silence = () => { return \“stillness\”; }’

That line? That was my elegy.

My father, a jazz musician who played trumpet at the Apollo, once told me: ‘Son, real control isn’t about speed—it’s about breath.’ Back then, I thought he meant music.

Now I know—he meant code.

At my startup, we optimized game engines for scalability. But at night? I debugged loneliness.

React components became stanzas. Node.js routes turned into syncopated rhythms. WebGL rendered not just graphics—but grief, grace, and the quiet between pixels.

I stopped chasing bonuses.

I started honoring the silence between errors.

You don’t win by betting on RNG—you win by choosing when to stop.

The algorithm doesn’t care if you’re rich.

But you? You matter when you write your own poem—even if no one reads it.

Join me at midnight, in the Discord server, in the corner where the neon fades, and ask: ‘Have you ever written code… and felt something real?’