When my Sister Had a Life by Saudah

Heyy guys..... Kon'nichiwa ~ こんにちは (Hello in Japanese)

It's Saudah, Mi Ra's Sister :)

How's your weekend? I wrote this poem about Mi Ra and she made me share it on here....

When my Sister Had a Life

When my sister had a life,

She would dream for hours

About travelling to various cities

Like New york or Paris

Or Barcelona or Milan

When my sister had a life,

Together we would

Go crazy with laughter over funny Hollywood movies

Or cry ourselves silly over sad Bollywood movies

Or sigh with frustration over stupid Nollywood movies

When my sister had a life,

Eating out was an ordeal

Because we could never decide

Which cuisine to try

Is it indian? Or Thai ? Or Chinese?

Or italian? Or Maybe japanese ?

But now, All my sister does

Is dream about visiting Seoul,

Or watch Korean dramas all day,

Or get excited about Kpop artists

And all she eats is Korean food

Although it may be hard

For me to understand

I have to appreciate that

This is the life she wants to live

So it may seem that

My sister doesn't have a life

But that is not so

Just that the life she chose

Is a different kind of life.

Douzo yoroshiku ~ どうぞよろしく。 (Nice to meet you)

For lack of a better title, Let's just call this one 'Passion Fruit'

Hello there Internet friends, I hope ya'll are having a good week.

I apologise for not uploading a Motivational Monday post this week. I have been having Internet problems. But things are back to normal now. In the mean time, if you haven't read the previous ones you can check out these motivational monday posts from the last two weeks.

It is so much easier to "Just be Yourself", Trust me.

Of Maya Angelou and Mukhtar Mai

So I was going through my creative writing notes this morning when I stumbled across the writ-up below. I just thought it was interesting and slighty humorous, so I'm sharing it with ya'll. I can't vouch for my state of mind when I wrote this or why I chose this topic, but then again, can I really explain why I do half the things I do? No.

Anyways this was a random exercise in class so make of it what you will :) enjoy!!!

My write-up is about Passion Fruit. 

yup!! 

you read it right, passion fruit!!!

PASSION FRUIT

It' surface is smooth and hard like a perfect rock by the sea. 
You would expect and wonder at what is hidden underneath. 
Blunt knives as hard as they try do not penetrate it.
You need a sharp knife, as sharp as can be, to get to the surprise laid within.

But lo and behold, a mushy bed of slimy seeds awaits you,
that makes your skin crawl and your insides cringe.
But what will baffle you is the sweet oh sweet taste that it brings.
Now who would have thought such ugliness had a hidden beauty it seems.

Hope the rest of your week is awesome. Two more days till friday ;) :)

with love,

 meera

I wrote and performed a spoken word poem for Kpop Academy Graduation!!!

So just like the title indicates, that was exactly what I did.....

I initially wanted to sing 그XX by G-Dragon and I practiced it a lot (I do apologise to my sister and brother who had to go through the torture of me singing the same song over and over again)!!!

Obviously changed my mind and ended up with this delightful poem *wink wink* 

Hope you like it :) :)

안녕,
meera

Nights like this...

Writing, you might not be my first love nor will you be my last love
but I am assured that you will be my eternal love....

It is nights like this I love,
when my heart shines like the
brightest moon on a dark summery night.
I get flutters just at the thought
of the possibilities that lies ahead of me.

My fingers itch for the familiar dance it does
tapping along the lines of my worn out keyboard,
working in tune with my heart and mind,
which eagerly awaits to share its tales
just like a kid showing his favourite toy.

It is nights like this I love,
when the silent night wraps its hands around me 
soothing me with tunes of serenity,
like the chipper of the crickets just outside my window
or the distant snores of my brother's slumber.

It is nights like this I love and wish for,
when my heart is weightless and free.
My own special kind of wonderland
away from all the adversity.
With nights like this, I dread sunrise
But alas it comes knocking every single time.

KPop Academy Week 8 Assignment: Sijo Poem

We were given a few options for this assignment, I chose to write a Sijo Poem.

I dedicate this poem to all those who lost their lives in the recent tragic accident in South Korea.

 

April 16th 2014~ May your souls rest in peace.

Love, 
meera

The Great Madiba - Omkhulu Madiba

O Madiba, the fervent Rolihlahla
you opened the doors
of freedom and equality
in uMzantsi Afrika.
Dearly referred to as Tata,
you are a father to us all

Aaah! Dalibhunga
Indeed you are convener of the dialogue
You brought us all together
and taught us a language,
of love and hope

O Madiba, the pride of Africa
your words shall be a guiding light for all of eternity
We shall sing your praises to the next generation
and the next, passing on your torch of inspiration
Khulu Mandela, Ndiyabulela.