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.


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.



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.


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.

I wonder…


Original Artwork © Yuhu Tama


“Beautiful and svelte”,
I heard everyone say,
while I craved for what her fingers felt,
as she held his hand that day.

Was it warm and rough
the way I remember it to be?
Why did he fade away in a puff,
paying no heed to my plea?

I wonder what he felt,
as she held his hand that day.

Did she paint her love,
on the lines in his palm?
The lines of who, was once my dove,
are lost from the songs of my Shawm.

I wonder what she felt,
as he held her hand that day.

As the diamond ring shone bright that night,
the lovely bride glowed with pride.
Did he forget our walk under the moonlight,
his promise to stay, forever, by my side?

I wonder what he felt,
as she held his hand that day.

Did his pulse thunder,
like the time he held my hand?
I can’t help but wonder,
if I’ll ever understand.

What now belongs to her,
I know, was once mine,
With every fading year,
I know not, if these memories would still shine.


Yuhu’s Corner:

It has been a while, hasn’t it? I hope you guys are all doing just fine.


blossomPhotograph © Yuhu Tama

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.


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.

With you

Singapore_night_lightPhotograph © Yuhu Tama

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’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.

Breaking the inner snare


Painting © Yuhu Tama

Each night I set out,
to the world of my dream,
in search of that route,
where peace would gleam.

Yet, here I was back again,
to the thorny side of the river.
“Am I still sane?”
The thought made me shiver.

I looked and searched,
not another soul in sight.
I fell as I lurched,
crying at my own plight.

Submitting myself to this fake
reality of nightmare,
I sank into the silvery lake,
drowning in the fear of my own snare.

A distant call resounded,
pulling me out of this trance.
By glittering lights, I was surrounded.
Life offered me another chance.

Carried by the light,
my feet touched the ground.
Now on the other side,  I stood, shining bright.
“Myself”, I had finally found.

With words of ice,
I had stabbed my heart,
I now break this chain of lies,
to give myself a fresh start.

The scene is no longer eerie,
I’ve finally set myself free.
Every dream can now become a reality,
for light and warmth resides within me.


Yuhu’ Corner:

Sometimes we don’t give ourselves enough credit. When was the last time you truly appreciated yourself?


sun_rising_above_treePhotograph © Yuhu Tama

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’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.


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

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.


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?


For just one more time, would you shine to melt all the thorns of my pain?

Photograph © Yuhu Tama

Those moments are still Vivid,

when I was your Desire, your dream.

You dwelt in silence,

Yet you spoke the words of your heart,

through the glow in your beautiful eyes.

I believed the time I spent in your arms,

would Parlay into a lifetime of togetherness.

Now you dwell in a different silence,

letting the Swarm of lonely thoughts

drown my broken heart.

Why did you wake up,

from your dream,

leaving me alone to find a way?

Over you I Ruminate,

in empty silence,

in the thorns of what still remains,

wishing you would shine through,

to light up my life,

just one last time.

A drop of tear takes me back,

to the dry reality of truth,

you’re never coming back.


via Daily Prompt

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Best friends who grew up together and still stay together. Hopefully, will stay together.

 Photograph © Yuhu Tama

I thought I would grow older,

holding  your hand forever,

like those trees rooted deep together.

I cursed myself when the Doubt seeped in,

I couldn’t just stop believing,

Till you asked me to “grow up”, sneering!

I guess you didn’t realize,

I wanted to grow with you,

not grow out of you.


via Daily Prompt: Doubt

Yuhu’s Corner:

I’m not sure if this photograph is good or not, but I love this. I mean, I loved what I saw that evening. The two trees would have grown up together, side by side, for decades. A little part of me believes that they must be best friends. I’m inspired by these trees to stick around with my loved ones through thick and thin.

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