Lauma

It’s April of 2023 and Day 12 of the A to Z challenge. This year, I am doing the theme legendary creatures from cultures and folklore and an eight line poem along.

Day 12: Lauma

Culture: Sky spirit from Baltic culture

Description: They are oldest goddesses from the mythology of Lithuanian. They appeared in various forms of animals. They also appeared in combinations of humans and animals or birds. They are often known to have only one eye. They lived in clouds. Their depictions have varied with time (good/bad). They are powerful at the Friday’s of new moon and can cause rains with songs and dances.

Lauma

There isn’t a story,
That had only good.
There won’t be a story,
With only bad.
Good is hero,
Only because,
We called it so.
Bad, bad!

The goods and bads come in a mix like yin and yang. The way we build is only one way to build.

Image References: By Raki_Man, CC BY 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=53757969

Turkey – Cappadocia

It’s April of 2021 and Day 20 of the A to Z challenge. This year, I am doing the theme – “Travel the World.” I am visiting countries from A to Z and presenting stories with 8 line poems.

Day 20 Country: Turkey

Cappadocia is a region of exceptional natural wonders. The area is a popular tourist destination, as it has many areas with unique geological, historic, and cultural features. It has awed the visitors not just from above the surface but also from beneath the ground. Cappadocia is a semi-arid region in central Turkey and is known for its distinctive fairy chimneys, tall cone-shaped rock formations, swooping rock valleys, mesmerizing landscapes. Cappadocia is one of the world’s top destinations to take a hot air balloon ride. Tourists say it’s a fortnight long exploration, each day capturing million striking memories. I insist to check other pictures on web.

Credits: by Ivankazaryan – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=90872624

Poem:

From up there,
High in the sky,
Are dancing angels,
For the,
Words you gather,
Songs you write.
Put up a show,
Worthy it.

I know the angels up there are up for every kind of dance. Happy, hippy, lyrical and also with demons.

If I Were You

The grey has blackened,
No white,
The memories have faded,
Fireflies,
Your scent is gone,
You should be too,
But then you stand,
With a dark song.

It’s a pitch black sky,
There I walk,
Unseen.
Unheard.

If I were you,
There would be a star.

The Freedom Within

The wings to flutter,
The wings to hallucinations,
The wings to realize,
The complex phenomenon.
The wings on sale!

The fall and fly,
The jump with joy,
Like own the sky,
Determinations high.
The wings on sale!

A tiny peek,
Inner self’s deep,
Know the truth,
The wings within.
The wings of freedom!