Burn

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Photograph © Yuhu Tama

It is time for me to burn,

with the desire to learn,

the truth and to spurn,

the ways of my past. I shall turn!

Late, it is never, to yearn,

for a brighter dawn’s return.

 The value, I will discern,

 of what my flame could pattern.

One day, my own love, I shall earn.

Oh, yes! I shall earn.

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Yuhu’s Corner:

The photograph is blurred. Isn’t it? It vaguely resembles what I see once I remove my glasses. This is my entry for this week’s photo challenge. The theme is Focus.

Surreal

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Photograph © Yuhu Tama

As the sky turns red from teal,
Is what I see real?
What did you just reveal?
Is it broken, my heart seal?

As the sky turns red from teal,
Is what I see real?
You caused my fears to reel.
There is no more pain to feel.

As the sky turns red from teal,
Is what I see real?
Nothing dark, nothing to conceal,
To you alone I am leal.

But wait!

The sky hasn’t turned red from teal,
What I see isn’t real.
My dream to find you is surreal.
I’m awake, my mind begins to streel.

The sky shall turn red from teal,
What I saw will be real.
For in you alone, I can heal.
Will we ever meet? I know, for sure, we’ll.

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Yuhu’s Corner:

I’m not sure if this poem made any sense to you. The way I see it, there are two interpretations.

Interpretation 1:

This poem could describe those people who pin all their hopes and dreams on to “the one”. Once in a relationship, they could discover that the person they are with isn’t the one they’re looking for. So their hunt continues to find “the one” who could save them.

Interpretation 2:

This is the simple one. A person dreams of  “the one” with whom he/she is truly himself/herself. But the person wakes up to find that it is just a dream and is indeed not real. So the person hopes of finding “the one” someday.

Stay

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I coiled within,
my very skin,
With every breath so hard,
my heart did char.

I swam in the night’s chill,
in the waters standing still.
“With my branches turning dry,
Would I ever touch the sky?”

“Yes”, you said,
kissing my forehead.
In that moment, your word set me free,
once again, I dared to believe.

I let my doubts sink,
as you made me think.
Questions danced within your tutee,
creating ripples of chaotic beauty.

With every insight,
I was strengthened inside.
In your touch, the dryness melted,
petals of hope bloomed, as my fears wilted.

Your love has made me see,
What I can truly be.
Promise that you’ll stay,
hold me tight and never let me sway.

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Yuhu’s Corner:

This poem is for those who have helped you change, see yourself better and have pulled you from the depths of your own lifeless coils of thoughts.

Dangerously Spiky!

I saw this amazing tree, covered with conical thorns, looking certainly uninviting. I believe this tree belongs to the genus Ceiba.

Me: “Oooh! Such a scary tree!

Tree: “Don’t judge me by my looks, lady. I’m kind, let me gift you a mirror.”

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Every branch, even the smallest one, is ornamented with such sharp spikes. The leaves look innocent though, as if they’ve got nothing to do with the scary branches.

Leaf : “At least, I’m pretty!”

Branch: Sharpening its spikes in the wind, “You said something, leaf?”

Leaf: Now scared, “I said, I’m pitied!”

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I guess it looked uninviting only for me. I saw a few ants coolly climbing this tree. I couldn’t help but wonder what they felt, as they treaded along this dangerous looking trail. May be its just a fun trek for these guys!

Ants: “Lets see who gets to the top, first. The one who reaches first, gets to sleep with the Queen! C’mon!”

spiky_tree1Photograph © Yuhu Tama

This reminds me of the widely opened mouth of a crocodile or an alligator, with sharp teeth. Yikes!

Dinosaur: “Hey! It kinda looks like my teeth too!”.

spiky_tree4Photograph © Yuhu Tama

Well, if this tree doesn’t spell Danger!, then what does?

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Yuhu’s Corner:

This is my entry for the Weekly Photo Challenge. This week’s theme is Danger!

With you

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I’m not afraid to make this journey,

ripe with many a testing tourney,

along roads that lead me into utter darkness,

burning me with words of the heartless,

as long as you hold my hand,

and help me understand,

that there is nothing wrong and right,

as everything changes color with one’s sight.

I want you by my side,

together we’ll soar and glide.

With you I’ll certainly get through,

for you are me, and I am you.

-Yuhu!

Yuhu’s Corner:

This is my entry for the Weekly Photography Challenge. This week’s theme is ‘Wanderlust’. This photograph was taken during my trip to Singapore. I loved the lights and the ambiance of  this place.

Yarn

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Licked by the tentacles of the glowing Sun,
our Earth rotated and slowly spun,
the Yarn of life, binding you and me,
to the towering tree and the tiny bee.

Another yarn is spun by the wheels of time,
run by hearts dripping with slime.
They blind us with fear,
making the truth,  a smear.

Will a new day dawn,
with all their lies gone?
Will the Sun shine warmly above,
securing you and me in the yarn of love?

-Yuhu!

Yuhu’s Corner:

This is my entry for the Weekly Photography Challenge. This week’s theme is ‘Earth’. This poem is inspired by Zeitgeist: The Movie.

The rescue

That morning, I was woken up by a distant sound. I lazily got up and went to my balcony to take a look.  Although I could localize the sound, I couldn’t find its producer. After a while, I went on ahead with my day knowing that the mother cat would probably find her kitten calling out to her.

I was shocked to hear the call still echoing through my hostel walls, as I returned that evening. My neighbor, whom I shall refer to as InKLa, (Incredibly Knowledgeable Lass) also found the situation alarming. So we set out to find the kitty, determined to rescue it.

After a while of hunting, we discovered its location. The kitten hid in a small pit,  meowing its lungs out, calling its mother for help. We tried (actually InKLa did) to catch the kitty, but the little thing was too fast and ran into a pipe that opened into the pit, making it impossible for us to reach it. InKLa suggested that I bring a basket for the kitten, so I ran up to my room, in the second floor, to get it. By the time I found one, InKLa was back, grinning widely, holding the kitten safely in her arms. The kitten sat silently, clearly paralyzed with fear. The poor thing!

She released it in my room and said, “Lets call her ‘Saki'”. “Her???”, I asked. InKLa turned to leave and said, “She is certainly not going to let us check her ass out at this point, so let’s just assume that Saki is a she”. I laughed and agreed.

Saki is a Japanese word. While ‘Sa‘ means blossom, ‘ki‘ means hope. Our Saki certainly had a hope to survive.

Saki was absolutely scared that evening. She hid under one of the tables in my room and started her distress calls again. Without InKLa, I was totally at a loss to find a solution to calm her down. I took a cardboard box and placed my kitty doll inside it. I hoped that Saki would find my kitty doll to be good company. Lame huh? Please don’t judge me. I was desperate to find a solution. After all, the other hostel mates could complain about me for housing a stray kitten.

After a few Internet searches, I found some music, on Youtube, to calm and relax cats!!! I am certainly not joking. I started playing one such music and sat in the middle of my room, not moving around much. Magically, Saki started to calm down and dared to take a peek from under the table. Slowly, she started to explore my room and I still sat there, like a statue, trying my best not to alarm her. Incredibly, Saki loved my kitty doll. She kept visiting the doll often and rubbed against its soft fur. I felt sad. May be this poor kitten was missing her mother.

The next two days went in a blur. Saki would play all night, not letting me sleep. There is only one room with an attached balcony for each person in my hostel, so there was no escaping from this kitty. She would jump on me when I lay down and scare me. Although I enjoyed it in the beginning, I started going crazy without a proper sleep. InKLa offered to help out the next night and took Saki to her room. I must admit, I slept like a baby that night. I had never realized the importance of a good sleep before.

The way the hair stood on InKLa’s head, the next morning, revealed how well she had slept the previous night. During the mornings, Saki (the sleep destroying monster) slept peacefully, looking like an angel. I must admit that I was tempted to jump on her too. Ha Ha! Here is a photograph of Saki peacefully sleeping on my doll. I think she feels Secure near soft and furry things. Isn’t she cute?

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Saki sleeping peacefully. Photograph © Yuhu Tama

InKLa and I realized that it wasn’t healthy for a little kitten to be locked inside a room all the time. So we decided to give her up for adoption. It was a hard decision to make, but it was the best option for Saki and our sleep. The very next day, InKLa planned to take Saki to an adoption center. On our last morning together, Saki and I played with her favorite toys.

We placed Saki inside a basket along with a kitty doll. I bid farewell to my dear Saki and gave her a speech about how things would turn out just fine for her. I’m not really sure if Saki heard all that I told her, that morning. As InKLa took the basket away, I went back to work, teary eyed. I was certain to miss that little, sleep destroying, fur ball.

After a week, the agency called us to inform that Saki had found a happy home. They mentioned that the little girl who adopted Saki found her extremely cute. Well, who wouldn’t? InKLa and I were quite happy, that day, that our small, yet Timely effort to help a kitten, finally paid off.

–  Yuhu!

Dense

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Photograph © Yuhu Tama

The tree-lined path turned dark as she took the turn.

She stopped and stared blankly at the thick canopy far above.

“How Dense!!!”, she whispered, letting her sore eyes shed a few more tears,

wondering why she ever believed that he would never abandon her.

-Yuhu!

Yuhu’s Corner:

It’s always painful when someone breaks our trust. It’s important to know when to give up and move on. But are people worth giving up or should we just keep trying to make things up? I guess we need to realize when we aren’t needed anymore. That’s the cue to move forward. Isn’t it? I’m really not sure.

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Green

Note to self: I can always have a fresh start, if only you are by my side.

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Photograph © Yuhu Tama

The magic in your voice,
heals the scars of my past.
The power of your words,
reminds me to never give up.
The look in your eyes,
makes me feel alive again.

Hold me,
forever, in your Territory,
where I’ll always have hope,
where my mistakes will be forgiven,
where I can finally heal!

I meet your uplifting smile,
as I look into the mirror.
hushing the other voice.
Without you,
I can never dare,
to keep my dreams green.

-Yuhu!

via Daily Prompt: Territory & Weekly Photo Challenge: It IS Easy Being Green!

Yuhu’s Corner:

Sometimes it feels like only you are there for yourself. No one, but you. Although this could be painful, its aftermath is often invigorating. Isn’t it?

Need some motivation?? #2

She had a dream and kept it alive for about 40 years, because that’s how long it took Diana Nyad to achieve her dream. To swim across the ocean from Cuba to Florida,  unprotected in the shark prone waters for more than a hundred miles, would probably be a nightmare for most of us. But not so for Nyad. Can you guess at what age she accomplished this feat? Come one, take a guess. Unless you’re already  aware of  her, you wouldn’t imagine that she was 64, (I’m not kidding!) when she made that epic journey. She was the first person to ever swim across this stretch of hostile waters, alive.

Her first attempt was in 1978. In 2013, she reached her sweet destination after more than 50 hours of continuous swimming, on her 5th attempt. Although she almost lost her life in her previous attempts, this iron lady never gave up. I cannot imagine that such a person exists!

Here is the TED talk she gave a few months after fulfilling her lifelong dream. This powerful yet funny talk struck the right chord in me. As silly as it may sound, I had a huge internal struggle about starting a blog (You might have read about that from my first blog post “Will anyone read my blog?”). I wasn’t sure if I was “good enough” or whether it was the “right time” or whether it was a “good idea”. But on December 28th 2016, I stumbled upon this 15 minute video and I tell you, I created my WordPress account within the 17th minute. Nyad’s story inspired me to do something, anything, worth attempting. I hope she inspires you as well.

What particularly moved me, was her final words in the video, “Find a way”. Isn’t that what we all look for? So I guess it all comes down to Acceptance. Doesn’t it? We could either choose to brood about our limitations, insecurities and failures and accept defeat or we could  believe and accept that there is a way beyond all those things that, we think, holds us back. So, what are you waiting for?

Find a way

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Photograph © Yuhu Tama

via Daily Prompt: Acceptance

-Yuhu!

Yuhu’s Corner:
I don’t mean to give free advice. These are a few things I tell myself when I’m unsure about my future. I hope it helps you too.