Through the leaves

I love looking at the sky through the leaves and branches. To me, every such scene is beautiful and magical. Here is a Collage of a few of the views I captured.

Photographs © Yuhu Tama

The sky through the rustling leaves,

hums me a mystical melody,

that questions what my heart believes.

A different view every time,

demystifies baseless thoughts rooted deep,

in that moment of revelation, I sublime.

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Golden words

sun_behind_treePhotograph  © Yuhu Tama

I draw my velvet curtains aside,
There glows the Sun’s pride,
The golden rays I see,
unbolt my eyes like a key.

Under the sky clad in gold,
I shiver within a storm so cold,
Like a dried leaf that departs a tree,
The final drop of hope drains away from me.

The golden rays of the Sun speak,
“A pity to see one turn so weak!!”
I fight back against the Sun’s might,
“Don’t you bathe in darkness every night?”

“I swim in the black pools of my limitless dream,
guided by the stars that gleam,
While in the whirlpool of doubts, you choose to drown.”
says the Sun, glaring with a frown.

I now finally see.

When I let fear grip me with ease,
panic strangles reason and dreams cease.
The stars fade away from the blue meadow,
while the moon reflects my empty shadow.

On what grounds I stand, I should choose,
for that view decides if I would win or lose.
Even in the darkest of time,
a sound mind could make the heart chime.

Even as the golden rays of the Sun die,
I shall prepare to soar high.
Hope would be alive within me,
I realize, only if I choose it to be.

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Yuhu’s Corner:

“It’s all in your head” is something I hear a lot. Although it is sometimes annoying to hear that, I feel that it is true. The thoughts in the poem are those that I constantly remind myself of, to believe and have faith and not to succumb to thoughts of negativity.

I believe I’m becoming good at the disappearing act. Unfortunately, work is getting too hectic and I’m finding no time to write. I must write at least twice a week. Let’s see if I have the  Grit! Hope you’re all doing well.

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.

I wonder…

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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.

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Yuhu’s Corner:

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

Stay

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.

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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.

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.

Breaking the inner snare

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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!

Yuhu’ Corner:

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

Yarn

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!

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.

Green

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

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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?