Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Challenge – Rectify

A big thank you to Sammi for hosting this challenge. Here’s my take on it.

Though I try
To rectify
My mistakes—
To lower those stakes
Built for years
In endless spheres
“Better late than never” they say,
“If there’s a will, there’s a way”
But I’m stuck in dead-end.


What do you think of him?

I know doesn’t make me much sense, but it’s written from the point of view of my imaginary friend, Yhorri (there, I drew him)

Thank you so much for reading and have a great weekend ahead~

A Letter To Rai-senpai

Dear Rai-senpai,

May this letter find you in good health in spirits. It’s been around two weeks since I met you, but already, I admire you so much. I’m really grateful to have met you and I hope things turn out the best for you because YOU ARE SO AMAZING and you deserve all the happiness in the world. You’re such a positive ray of light and I really admire how amazing you are.

Thank you for everything…

For Rai-senpai

Where to begin… I am not sure
About this person. She’s calm. She’s pure.
She’s dedicated. Sincere.
She inspires.
I’ll tell you about a time,
A few days ago,
When I wasn’t feeling fine,
Down, deep and low,
She saw through my mind, she saw through my heart,
But we’ve never met, we’re miles apart.
True, our views weren’t the same,
But here’s where her open-mindness came,
To this day, I’m grateul,
For that day so fateful.

She works hard, day and night.
She gives her all, all her might.
Those aches in her back and head are just signs
How strong she is, how bright she shines,
Sleepless nights, studying she spends,
To see the lights at the tunnels’ end.

If angels with wings do exist on earth,
She’s one, to spend smiles and mirth,
With compassion and dedication she glows,
How to read hearts and mind, she knows.
May one day, the fame flies high
Of the girl whose name is Rai.


Warmest Regards,

Shi-Shi~

An Open Letter To Akira

Dear Akira,

Can’t put in words, how glad am I,
To meet you and greet you by,
Talking with you made my day,
Oh, I wish, I really wish on your way
We’ve time to chat a while,
Because your every word brings a smile,
Because your every word feels so true,
Really, how grateful am I to have met you!

You don’t realise, how amazing you really are,
I’m sure, you’d reach wide and far,
Just believe in yourself, dear,
If the night is long, day is near,
Be you, be what you want,
Courage is a charm you chant,
Nothing in the world defines you,
Because what you believe, that is true,
When you believe in yourself and soar up high,
Nothing is the limit, not even the sky.

A song of gratitude is what I cry,
Because I can’t put in words, how glad am I.


I don’t know your WordPress account, but thanks so much for talking with me at Tumblr! Have a great day and keep on spreading your positivity.

Warmest Regards,

Dragon Warrior.

Late Night: Poem For Hiyori Tono

Been a while since I last posted, but you know, I’ve been more online in my Tumblr but here’s a little poem I’d written from the point of view of one of my favourite fictional characters, Hiyori Tono.

Fanart of that boy. Copyrights: Dragon Warrior

Late Night

Look, I’m sad tonight,
But look, I can’t cry,
I’m just holding myself tight,
My knees to my chest,
I just wanted to be the best,
But I’m worse than the worst,
I’ve lost the thing I needed most.
Love myself? Huh, kidding, aren’t you?
I’m such a letdown to all the few
Who looked up to me.
A failure, a loser, a sucker, you see.
And you thought I can be
A hero?
I’m a total zero tonight.
Let’s just end this fight.
I’m tired of fighting my head.
Tired of all thoughts invading my bed.
Worries
Pretend to be necessary.
Too bad, I’m tricked by ‘em.
Didn’t want treasure, didn’t want fame,
Just wanted love.

The book on self love lies at the corner,
Read it all morning,
Now’s night and I’m mourning
Self-love? Oh thanks for such a sweet lie,
How do I love myself, baby, when I just wanna die?


Have a great day or night ahead.

Warmest regards,

Dragon Warrior 🐉

Looking Back At The Childish You

Many thanks to Fandango for hosting this challenge. Today’s prompt is Mature.

Looking Back At The Childish You

Copyrights: Dragon Warrior. He’s Ryu.

Just a year gone, memories piled,
Looking back to the while,
When you had a smile
Whenever you heard my name,
Or saw my face, or whenever I came
Anywhere near you,
Or when I’d look to
The desk where you sat in middle school.
Ah, those days, when you thought I was cool,
No, the coolest boy who’s ever been,
The smartest boy you’d ever seen,
How used to smile, in your childish pleasure…
You don’t think of me now, do you,
Now you’re so mature?


Copyrights: Dragon Warrior. And this is Knzryo.

This poem is written in perspective of a 16 year old boy called Ryu, for his cousin, Knzryo.

What Pegman Saw: When You’re Gone

Much thanks to J Hardy for hosting this amazing challenge of What Pegman’s Saw. This week, we’re off to Chechnya Russia.

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Copyrights: Google Maps

When You’re Gone

An icy spell hovered by the clouds,

With nothing but snow all around,

Hamza dragged his boots into the snow,

He didn’t know what to do, or where to go,

He wore nothing to make him warm,

Only dark thoughts swam

Round his mind, only darkness lingered.

His heart felt more frozen than his limbs,

His mind felt more numb than his fingers.

He looked into the skies,

Drew back, a sigh,

And whispered into the air,

The words no-one could hear,

“When you’re gone, my world feels more bleak

Than all the winters at peek,

My heart has dried like all these leafless trees,

And I won’t mourn if one day I shall freeze

For when you’re gone, 

I’m all alone,

No beauty is appealing,

No cure is healing,

No bird seems to sing,

For my darling, you, and only you, is my spring.” 

Grey

A little poem about the colour grey.

Grey

On a grey day, by a grey path,

Under grey skies, lay a graveyard

With grey stones, and wilted flowers,

And grey moans and grey showers—

A grey mouse, with no house,

Groped about the graveyard,

‘My future home’ he muttered lone,

And went away in the grey path.

What Pegman Saw: A Street Without You

Thanks to J Hardy Carroll for hosting What Pegman Saw. This time Pegman takes us to Asución, Paraguey.

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A Street Without You

In a busy, crowded street,

I didn’t know I’d meet,

The stranger who could change my life.

Yea, I was a gangster, playing with a knife,

Toying with guns, rough with words,

Sharper than swords,

And you were calmer than a mouse,

But invited me in house,

And cared me above the yourself,

You gave me a bookshelf

And a world full of care,

From an urchin of nowhere,

I have risen so high.

Still now, I look at the sky,

And remember everything you did for me,

Like a burning candle,

You’d been caged but made me free,

You’d given your all,

For me, you fall,

And now is a day when you’re gone.

And I still stare at the streets where once I met you,

Where once we walked together but now I’m lone.


This is actually from the point of view of the main character, Yuma, of a story I am writing now. He is a 16 year old former gangster, thrown out of the gang after attempting to kill a mathematics school teacher when he meets a quiet, studious 16 year old student Kenjirou. It’s a story about sacrifices.

This is Yuma
Copyrights: Dragon warrior

Hurt

Exams are still going on, but Tatsuya had an emotional outburst. Too hard to be swallowed. Too bitter to be told aloud. That’s why a poem outlet.


Hurt


A deep shaking down my heart,
Like quakes, soft tremors,
Going hard,
Shattering hearts with
Knives of broken trust—-
Like pieces of glass.
Awful rumours,
Swallowed hard,
False believes, false myths,
Dreams rust—
In this awful cage of reality.


I am hurt—
Like a wounded bird,
Can’t sing, can’t dream, can’t tell.
Hopes fell,
Trust fell,
All gone down, down the life’s well.
It hurts
When people you care turn back,
Stare you cold looks
Throw in their black books—
Just because of an unknown mistake.
Can’t take,
Pleading help from myself to recover
A cold feeling nobody cares,
A forbidding feeling that never lets me dare
To go out and seek the world.


He wanted to ask, what did you do when someone you really care turned back?
And I apologise to anyone whose feelings I’ve hurt for my delayed responses. Everything is going so muddled for me…

P.S. Would you please tell me, do I sound too “fake”? Do I seem too emotional?

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!)