A Letter To Yeka

Dear Yeka,

I know, I have met you just a few days ago but already you have won a big place in my heart. I don’t know of enough words to describe the lovely and cheerful personality you have. You certainly are really sweet and lovely and amazing! I am really happy that I had found your lovely, warm place. You are a warrior, and a protector indeed.

Yeka

A warm ray of happiness,

Always smiling, full of cheers

Always accepting, always helping,

Spreading light everywhere,

Dear Yeka, you know the beauty

And the real shape of love,

You the silver lining,

Of every grey cloud, looming above,

And that’s what makes you so pretty.

You are brave, always sweet,

You know how to take defeat

With a smile. You are brave,

For you fight for the right.

I admire you a lot,

And with you, it’s all about love.

I thank my lucky stars, that our paths have crossed.


Warm Regards,

Yours faithfully,

Dragon Warrior

(Mabuhay!)

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge: The Forgotten Trail

Thank you so much Crimson for hosting this challenge.

The Forgotten Trail

~ a verse by Tatsuya

Hiking forth, I stumbled upon

A thin trail, left alone,

Twigs and weeds, grown all around

That scratch and I frown,

At the edgy ground,

Until I see a flight of stairs.

Small stairs, Stones stairs.

Who knows they lead to where,

And yet, to the unknown, I follow.

Dark and creepy, the stairs went,

To a place I never knew or came upon,

Fantastic beasts I met,

Fantastic places, a purple sun

And blue grass, and roaming stouts

I had come upon a land of great adventure,

But alas, I did not know a way out!

Dark Thoughts: By Tatsuya

Another poem by my imaginary friend, Tatsuya Tuorin.

Dark Thoughts

~Tatsuya Tuorin

Unknown, what’s wrong with me

Unknown, where I’m heading

Just know, yes, I am fading

From the world and every other

Place.

All the emotions’ a mess,

Dwelling in darkness.

I’m smiling,

I’m crying,

I’m laughing,

I’m dying,

My whole heart is shattered.

Maybe, just perhaps, I never really mattered.

Unversed Prose: Poem by my 12 year old self

Today, while browsing a few diaries, I came upon a few poems written in 2017, by my 12 year old self. There aren’t that nice, but I decided to give my little self a chance. So here is a poem by hers, not a single word changed by me. (That time, I used to read a lot of classics, so it had a tint of olden days 🙂

Unversed Prose

O Great Scholar! Not a wise man as thou
Why then ask a fellow boy, write verse- form of prose?
Why make a flow confined in lines?
Why stake a blow of compelled rhyme?
Why divide theboundary-less, free moving words in narrow groups of fours?
Why then, asks a fellow boy write verse-form of prose

O Great Scholar! Not a wise man as thou
Can’t you see he inner beauty, of an unversed prose?
The lines are independent, wherever they roam,
Why burn with shiftingwords and turn them into foam?
The words that flow ever where, without limitor fear, why rules you impose?
Can’t you see the inner beauty, of an unversed prose?

O Great Scholar,! Not a wise man as thou
Can’t you see, verse goes with poetry, but not with prose?
Do you not realise,poetry is the free spirit which lives after death?
Do you not realise, verse is just the body who is left in the berth?
Why can’t you unite the body and soul, and remove the burden you force?
Can’t you see, verse goes with poetry, but not with prose?


Written from the perspective of a medieval prince, Dai, of Mhokaizi (spelled Ho-kai-zee) empire from Cygnet.

A Letter for Crimson



Dear Crispina,

May this letter finds you in good health and spirit. I don’t really know where to begin for a lot of emotions are bottling up inside, as I write this.

You really fill a great position for me in my heart. Each and every word of yours holds a deep value. I know, I have told this many a time before, but really, you are a most amazing teacher for me. As I write this, I am filled with gratitude and admiration for you. Thank you for everything!

Crimson

A deep perennial river of knowledge,

Words from pen to flow,

Capturing precious moments of life,

Like a star, you glow,

Bestowing light to my life.

You’ve opened my eyes

To the wonders of the world.

Histories and cultures unfurled

By your words,

Hundred eyes to view the world

Through your proses.

Every night, before my mind closes,

I learn something new.

Dear Crimson, from the deepest core,

I thank you.



Warm regards,

Dragon Warrior



Crimson’s Creative Challenge : Sea of thoughts

Thank you so much Crispina for hosting this challenge!

Copyrights: Crispina Kemp

Sea of Thoughts

Looking beyond my chains

And planks and boundaries of wood,

Looking from the same spot where

Every dawn, day, dusk and night I stood,

I see the sea, in different shades.

A sea of life, it seems to me,

Too huge to count on the petty drops of sadness.

Everything is justified

Every moan and madness,

As long as I let the waters flow.

Life is too large to be taken down in one blow,

For,

The sea doesn’t dry up, even in extreme summers.


Well, this is a poem I tried to make “sunny”. After a very long time I am trying to write “sunny” poems to look at the brighter side of life. The last one I wrote was in 2016, at the age of 12.

Thank you for reading!

FOWC with Fandago: Layer

Thank you so much Fandago for hosting this beautiful challenge everyday!

Layer

I got to know you once,

I got to know you twice,

But every time I see you again,

All I get is lies.

How many layers have you got

Under those fake smiles?

How much tears, how much pain,

Under those cold eyes?

All your false affection,

All your false gestures,

Floating like a layer of oil mixture

In the ocean of truth.

You are hurt, I know that well.

That’s why you hide in that layer of veil,

Come, reveal your heart,

Come, be a part,

Of mine. Shred your cold cyst,

Come closer and exist,

In the radiance of truth.

Here I in the light, I advance

My hand to you.

Dear, let me get to know your true self once.