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Curse you! Oh! The river of time,
Why should you be so cruel
And embarrass your beautiful chime?
Why should you bring her carriage,
To ruin the song of love,
To ruin a beautiful marriage?
O' Princess of the stars,
Don't go so soon away,
What does this land lack,
So plenty in the distant stars far away?
The Mononoke may still be standing high,
Waiting for her next prey,
Let her sleep,
For she will be tired
Of all the standing.
Let us sing the song of love,
For it will be a sin to leave it unfinished.
O' Princess of the stars,
Let the river of nebula be born from your hands,
Where we shall sail in a land,
Where reality and dreams meet,
Let each colour touch me,
As they touch you,
Let your song echo through the galaxies
For eternity,
Let time become futile,
Let its river dry out,
Let us sail for eternity,
Let us be lost and be found again as stars,
Stars of eternal youth, with stories of love to tell.....
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The women in my family,
The hands that are the works of art,
Chains of love,
The touch of serenity.
She wipes the tears,
The pains of the heart,
While her own remain latent
Unheard in the silent night.
She can bring
The slightest ripples of laughter
In the darkest moments of light.
A name, that can't be defined
But rather be felt
Like the symbol she bears.
Contest Name - Women in my family
Sponsor - Sotto Poet
Date - Wednesday, 6th July, 2022
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1.
The clouds flew in embrace with the wind,
In occassions many, they came together,
To bless the land with manna dew and
To bring to rest the flames of the heart,
To call to the winter moon and bring to
The animals a moment of peaceful sleep.
But it stays not long and embarks on a
Journey new to a new spring.
2.
The stream laments the pained moments
Of brutal separations and the beautiful
Recollections of the steady comfort in the
Embrace of her fellow companions when
They loitered hand in hand with the wind,
But she goes on still with a heavy heart,
Adorned with the memories of glory and
Dreams of hope.
3.
The stars burn with the
Fires not extinguished of the past,
They comfort the heart in every journey,
With the pleasing assurance of
The eternal burning of memories in
Moments of despair,
The path can be the sweet garden of
The thousand roses or the darksome valley
Of the thousand thorns, but there will
Aways be the little moments of peace, when
The eyes can get lost in the stars, to
Reminisce about what it was,
The feet will gain strength and a new
Journey will begin.
Sponsor - Brian Strand
Contest Name - YOUR CHOICE 2022
Date - 24th December, 2022
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The sun bid farewell to the cold dusk sky,
Fog drew its curtains around the village,
My boat came closer, I let out a sigh.
She was there smiling, waiting on the dock,
I glanced at the empty net, then at her,
In my thoughts, I heard the bell of the clock.
Her smile lifted my heavy weight of guilt,
I held her hand as my feet touched the dock,
She handed my lunch, revived my heart's wilt.
It was a sandwich, a lettuce on top,
A tomato below, not a king's meal,
But no less sweeter than god's golden crop.
We walked in embrace under the full moon,
The bridge, now bathed in the lamp's golden light,
I prayed in heart, let the night not end soon.
Sponsor - Eve Roper
Contest Name - Put Yourself In Their Shoes
Date - 24/09/2023
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1.
The skies so seemed blue,
The sun was the only entity
My eyes knew.
The forest was hollow,
Embraced by light,
It welcomed the little heart,
With a charming smile.
There was no worry,
Of the emerging night,
The lamps were never extinguished,
The fire kept burning,
If the dark wanted to stay.
A good life indeed, so ages ago,
I now see the clouds emerge
With a laughter of cruel,
The rain showers as the darkness blooms.
The forests are now thicker,
The light refuses its doors,
It remains shrouded in mystery,
A scary place indeed.
The emerging night now scares me,
The lamp is now mine,
The flint may not induce sparks,
The fire may get extinguished,
I hope, the night leaves early.
2.
I call out with unspoken words,
The longing, the wait with no end,
But has always been met by the echoes of silence.
The wait is painful,
A play of deceit.
A dream calls out,
Leads me through its colourful hallways,
To a door of veil.
The veil is shattered,
Leaving me in a hopeless void.
But the heart never stops to dream,
Oh! Its young and innocent,
It doesn't care the treason,
As long the dream it sees.
A dream of a sea of stars
And their reflections in the lake
A silhouette of beauty waits,
By the lake she stands,
The lake smiles at her presence,
The wind plays with her hair,
She smiles, as our eyes meet.
A dream of passion,
One that can make a man sing the song of youth,
And one that can wither the very leaves of life.
I now look helplessly,
Into the horizon of infinity,
Everyday has now become a disappointment
When the dream doesn't ripen into reality.
3.
The Lamentations are true indeed,
They greet me in my silent hours,
I see images of a sweeter reality,
The delight of a witness,
And the sadness of the reality.
Lamentations are not easy to let go,
They are the trees of divine nectar,
Flowers of divine beauty.
A sight the eyes don't want to leave,
The eyes refuse to move
And they become at one with the trees.
But soon, the flood will come,
With a devastating step
And I, deafened by the sweet chirps,
Will perish in the water,
Carried to a land of barren life,
At which I shall stare for eternity.
Date : 23th July, 2022
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Illuminance in the sea of darkness, I saw
A secluded street light as though,
A beauty saddened in her wait for company,
On the long lone road, a symphony
Of mystery and tranquility
Forever bound in solidarity.
The hands of my watch lie still,
I see a bench longing to feel,
The touch of warmth; I found nothing else
As I sat on that dreadful bench, but myself...
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There sits behind deep forests hidden,
A sight to behold, place of all sins ridden,
Where the great rivers give life and churn,
A thousand diamonds and the trees sing
Along with the wind, ruled by the great King.
Generous and humble was the King,
Of whose greatness every bird sing,
Strength of a thousand elephants,
A heart of gold, the Kingdom grew,
Under the rule of his reign, the birds freely flew.
As the night welcomed the stars,
The King retired to the chamber of her's,
There the Queen sat waiting for his footsteps,
He looks at her, her red lips quiver,
Roses bloom on her cheeks , shy, she shiver.
They look on at the shooting star,
When shall I fly in such a chariot to so far?
The King smiles, though in heart he fears,
When time shall stop for love to grow,
In the river of nebula, we shall forever flow.
The wind vowed to not storm,
The clouds vowed to form,
The Earth vowed to not dance,
The Rivers vowed to not flood,
So long flowed the great dynasty's blood!
The vows could not stop the knock of Death,
When she made the King count his last breath,
Horror struck the King's eyes,
There laid his heart still on the royal bed,
The Queen was dead, left were the tears to shed.
Sorrow gave way to fury,
Death was to be punished, without any jury,
The King rode to the deepest layers of Hell,
Death laughed at the furious King,
Foolish! For thou to descend here thou mortal being!
O' Death, foolish are thou to think
Of me an ordinary being, to think,
You shall be forgiven for thy great sin,
I carry the blessings of the lord,
No god on this Earth shall have me thralled!
Seized was the King in her wretched arms
But they burned under his divine charms,
He muttered in a whisper a great spell,
Death found herself encaged in shackle,
Hauled to the Kingdom in her vain struggle.
The Queen opened her eyes,
Saw the floor where in despair the King lies,
Rejoiced, he kissed her forehead in love,
He held her hand as she called him Dear,
He looked at her in peace, there was no fear.
Distressed were the gods at the sudden event,
Sent they a Messenger, to the Earth he descend,
Stood before the King, he told of the god's word,
O' mighty King, thou commit a sin great,
Without Death, the Earth shall run dry with no bread.
Thou should worry not of my people Lord,
I vow to not let the Earth dry and drought,
Be kind O' Lord, and return to your abode,
The messenger returned in despair,
The gods knew for a war they must prepare.
Heard was a voice from above with thunder,
O'mighty King! Come here thou and face your blunder!
The king ordered his divine ships to fly,
Armed with a sword, destined to not fail,
With arrows a thousand, the king set sail.
The gods lured him to the realm of stars,
Where stops time with no life the eyes see so far,
Flowed a river of nebula from the god's divine fingers,
Thus began a battle fierce on the beautiful river,
It's a shame, bloodshed the seven colours must suffer!
Lives fell like dried leaves of cruel autumn,
Swords in veil of red, some stood proud, some fell to the bottom,
The gods feared their brutal demise,
As the King swung his bow, in sight what he was to slain,
The arrows fell like the tiny drops of rain.
Demigods were sent to the mighty King's palace,
Where the Queen was, stranger to present events,
Panicked she at her husband's fate,
Inquired the demigods of Death's residence,
She led them there with little resistance.
Owing to her cries, they took her to the scene of battle,
Where she saw the red river and the great hassle,
The King paused at the sight of his beloved,
O'dear, what thou are doing in his place of violence?
My King, let go of this bloodshed and return to thou senses!
The gods seized the moment and passed a curse,
The Queen embraced the King as it touched the body of her's,
In horror the King witnessed the red face,
Freeze in time, petals of her body stiff,
As she turned to stone at the god's mischief.
The gods realised the prize of their win,
She is not dead my King, for her death will never begin,
She suffers forever, no god can undo what has been done,
The King silently stared at the pained face,
He remembered the vows he took to bring her solace.
I shall let her out of her suffering, O' Lords,
But let me take leave of thou for gone are my forget me nots,
The King broke the stone to pieces with a swing,
He thrusted the sword to his chest with eyes closed,
Here I come dear, let me join thou in thy arms rosed.
Death came to take the young couple,
But with the god's defiance, left with no trouble,
Released were the young couple's spirits,
To roam and play and live in youth for eternity,
To fly the night sky with hands in embrace,
They are seen as the shooting star, still flowing,
In their chariot, to their journey to eternity.
Sponsor - Hilo Poet
Contest Name - Metrical Tale
Date - 8th January, 2023
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The sun was at its prime,
With it's warm rays touching the soul
Accompanied by a subtle sway of wind chime,
It turned the poet's heart gay,
Without a single letter to say.
The clouds decided to steal
What the heart wanted to feel,
As it hid the sun from view,
With a laugh that pleased few.
The poet wished the old sun to return,
Which seemed to have vanished
In its voyage, never to back turn.
Oh! Exclaimed the poet with sorrow
Is this the darkness that surrounds the tomorrow?
The darkness blessed the earth with shower,
That gave life itself its power.
Now colours of the spectrum
Ventured across the dark sky
Forming a sun new,
Though dimmer,
Nevertheless beautiful.
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Leisure feet moved slowly,
As I embarked on my return,
By the same road that has kissed my feet,
Since time was born for me.
The autumn moon lit,
What was rather a dead night,
Chatterings of the stove, waves of laughter filled,
What was rather a dead night.
But I was not lone,
Not too far, there I saw,
Amidst the white flowers of dreams,
She walked in steps steady.
The dead night was revived,
The flowers flew in the passionate wind,
So did her hair like the gentle ripples of a lake,
But she was unmoved and walked in steps steady.
Where did she live? I wondered,
The land seemed too brutal for her feet,
The wind too angry,
Yet she walked in steps steady.
Perhaps she was from the heavens,
She shall return when a new rainbow bridges the sky,
In her dress pure white,
She will walk in steps steady.
There she will drink the Manna Dew,
Where the land will be soft as the pink petals of roses,
The wind calm as the Daffodils,
She can walk there in steps steady.
The road divided itself,
And she chose the path I cannot embark,
I stood and watched her go,
As she walked in steps steady.
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Should I say it?
A dream I have recalled,
More times than I can count,
A dream that never gave birth to reality.
A dream of a sea of stars
And their reflections in the lake,
The wind will play with her hair,
She smiles, as our eyes meet.
But she shall venture far,
Maybe it's our last meet,
Maybe I am the only face the lake sees,
Maybe the only one in that fateful scene.
I wish I had told her,
I wish she had known me,
But I have nothing but to wait
As love never sleeps.......
3. Sentmental song
Date :- 18th July, 2022
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