The Hues

 

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To Friendship

To friendship

Len Kamei


The sovereign knew the race will be unkind.
That the winters and summers will be harsh too.


It was known that we will be tossed and turned around,
In the murky waters unable to see or comprehend farther.


That we will be tired, and we would need a shoulder.
A resting place, and a guarded sanctuary.


It was also written, that we would be delighted,
At the slightest amusement that would tickle our fancy.


Such thoughts in-scripted when we were cast.
And that we would be alone to fend.


So, a divine congregation gathered, to gift each man, a gift.
A gift, which took the form of another being, a person called Friend.


To love and care, and to understand.
To take part, in each moment, ache and cheer.


So, I sing today, with lyrics and strings, of the divine conspiracy.
Of a conspiracy that showered me with a gift called friend.

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Alright this Ode is too obvious. It is written for all my friends. Got a bit sentimental today so I thought why not write about it.

Hope you like it. 🙂 Cheers…

Songs of Truth

Songs of Truth.

Len Kamei
(Inspired by colleagues and friends)


I am the winter wind,
Cold and piercing.
I am the desert’s summer sun,
Harsh and unforgiving.


I am the light,
Clear and intimidating.
I am the night,
Dark and foreboding.


I might be anywhere, but here,
I might be anyone, but me.
I might be mistimed,
I might be all.


But, I got my halo,
Trust me, I will not sweep over,
Your light, and your being.
Your individuality and your integrity.


Just for this once,
You have to trust me.

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Dead or Alive


Dead or Alive.


Run! Run!
A host of men comes.
Bang! Bang!
The gun explodes.


A weep here,
A wail there.
Distressed and torn,
The remains deserted by their soul.


Those that breathe lay still,
Till the winds come.
Lie conscious,
Lest shoved off to the pit.


O! What profits,
When your fellow sheds,
The tear precious,
And curses unbound.


God, Save our Soul!

“Save fuel, lest we regret”

“Save fuel, lest we regret”

L.Kamei

‘Tis a wonder how the trees and organisms fell,

To give rise to something called as fuel.

That does wonder to the world we care.

Seems endless, but not infinite.

Wake up every morning to the smell of food,

Cooked with efforts from the fuel.

With much delight I eat away,

Without fear that it’ll go one day.

This morning I started my stove,

With hope that I shall cook.

But to my dismay, the fuel was gone.

I sighed, as I walked to my car.

Happy was I, to get a car,

Knowing that it will get me far.

Sat on it to take myself to work.

But oh! The car refused to start at all,

The fuel was gone and I had none.

I walked to work, with a face as long,

But then I found, it was all the same,

For everyone who woke up that day.

At last the world, woke up their senses,

But alas! The fuel was gone.

A tear was shed but none could be done.

But then I woke up from the dream

With thought in my mind and the words,

“Save the fuel, lest we regret.”

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1) Background:

This poem was submitted for the Oil and Gas Conservation Fortnight 2010.

2) Literary usage:

Simple words are used as far as possible to bring about the genuine words of a common man. Rhymes are not abused, but certain degree of rhyming is maintained for smooth speech.

Irregular rhythm is followed to represent the rate of  randomness at which the human minds can wander.

3) Meaning of the passage:

It speaks about the sudden realisation of Men that the Fuel (Oil) is gone forever.

The poem is self explanatory.  lol.

4) Other remarks:

I got First in English Poetry for Employees in the Unit. Yay!!!! Am kind of boasting here.

5) Comment:

Yes  please.  lol