Carpe Diem #Wattys2014

'To The Virgins, To Make Much Of Time' ; Dalton

 “Poetry is the heartbeat of life;
  Each poem develops us from existence to experience.
  It is the answer to all forms of strife,
  For every single word written
  Delivers an unspoken truth by the giver.” I said, “An unfinished poem, it still requires a ton of inspiration.”

“That was wonderful, Dalton. A lovely poem, I am confident that you will be able to finish that someday.” Pietro praised me with an astounded look.

          I am Dalton Andrejvic and I am on my Senior Year in High School. I belong to a group which is patented from a 1987 movie entitled ‘Dead Poets Society’. In that group we share poems of our own and quote poems of the living and the dead poets. Pietro Danissof was the founder and leader of this group.

“So have, you ever heard the poem entitled ‘To The Virgins, To Make Much Of Time’ by Robert Herrick?”” Peitro asked Wayne and I.

“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, 
Old Time is still a-flying: 
And this same flower that smiles to-day  
To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,  
The higher he's a-getting,  
The sooner will his race be run, 
And nearer he's to setting. 

That age is best which is the first, 
When youth and blood are warmer; 
But being spent, the worse, and worst 
Times still succeed the former. 

Then be not coy, but use your time,  
And while ye may, go marry:  
For having lost but once your prime, 
You may for ever tarry ” I answered him.

“Pluck the rose and then it dies.” Wayne told Pietro.

That was Wayne Petriforr, he’s basically our ‘nuwanda’, a bragger but honest poet. He characterized a lad who loves to play with emotions. He was definitely an honest fool. I thought of what he said it but one way or another, the rose dies. Also, Wayne only spoke of the first line; he failed to speak of the second line.

“Wayne, do not be too silly. It promotes Carpe Diem. It only goes to show that someday all of us are going to die believe it or not and all our efforts will be returned to ashes.” Pietro stated.

Carpe Diem sounds rejuvenating. It sounds different, sounds anew.

“Carpe Diem is a Latin word which stands for ‘Seize the Day’!” Pietro shouted. “So we are only given the shortest time in this world, we have to do things while we still can. Chances are given to us once, twice or more but it will not going to be the same the next time around.”

So it was 4:00PM already, the session of this poetic group ended. As I walked on the halls of social injustice, I always called it the halls of social injustice. It was where the popular people and unpopular people were divided, unpopular people always get bullied. Then I saw my best friend, Divine Rumenoff. I just wanted to stare at her face and all. She and I had a long story; there was actually a time when we thought we loved each other although it did turn out just to be one-sided. She moved along and I still am stucked in that state. I guess I am ‘The Man Who Can’t Be Moved’, it was always thus and thus it was will be.  I am still bound by the chains of yesterday. Just one year and we would be parting ways. So I decided that I must take the courage to ask her on a date, at least to make things clearer. Carpe Diem!

“Hello Vine! Looking great today, what’s with the smile that you wear?” I cheerfully asked her.

“I have just been accepted to New York University!” She shouted with joy.

“That’s great news!” I said. “Of course, I knew it before you even thought of passing.”

This is not just the right time to ask her on a date. I could not do it yet.

“Dalton, how about your application in Cambridge University, how is it?” She asked me.

“Well, I got accepted. I just don’t know if I really am happy about it.” I told her.

“This calls for a celebration! Want to grab some coffee?”  She cheerfully invited me.

It took me seconds to reply to her. I was thinking that it’s quite different and quaint of her. “Sure!” I told her, I couldn’t even utter a word for the wounds were still fresh. I used to believe that there may be a chance for us. I suppose that is an impossible dream. We headed down to her favorite coffee shop, Starbucks Coffee. She ordered a Grande Frapuccino and I ordered a Venti Full Leaf Tea, she never finished any coffee she ordered. I think it was because it always made her palpitate. I loved to go to Starbucks with her; probably it was because we had great memories there. I met her there, we confessed our feelings and where she ended up what may be started. 

“This place is filled with so many memories.” I smilingly told her.

“Well, a memory, just a part of history.” She laughed.

“You’re right. It’s just that easy to get along with.” I replied. “May you excuse me for a while?”

I felt the tears stream down my face. I felt worthless. I felt so much pain but then I wept my tears, she would notice if I stayed longer. So I went back.

“Are you alright?” She asked me.

“I am perfectly fine.” I replied to her with a smile. “In fact, I am working on a poem entitled Yet In The Stars.”

“Are you kidding me? Isn’t that somewhat ‘TFIOS’ (The Fault In Our Stars)? ” She laughed at me. 

“It is inspired by TFIOS, yes. Why?” I told her.

“So poetry is your new thing, I have heard that you joined a group which was inspired by DPS. May I hear that poem, anyway?” She asked me.

“It’s not ready yet, when time comes.” I smiled.

“But what about Carpe Diem?” She asked once again.

“Did Danissoff tell you that?” I asked her.

“You didn’t answer the question.” She shouted. “No, but Wayne did tell me.”

“Seize the day, I’ve already seized it.” I told her. “I am inviting you to join us in our next session.”

“Okay you got me there. I will.” She exclaimed.

“On the 10th of July at exactly three in the afternoon, see you there!” I shouted. “I have to go, Carpe Diem!”

So I left her there, anyway talking to her in that place made me reminisce and ponder of the days of yesterday. As I arrived at my house, I remembered Pietro’s words about all of us are going to die someday so I decided to make a memoriam, just in case I die soon. I opened my laptop and typed and I also encrypted a password which was 1701.

June 20

I am Dalton Andrejvic, I am a wallflower but not like Logan Lerman in ‘The Perks of Being A Wallflower’. I have a shunned reputation. I am one of the geeks you’ll find in school; Marvel, DC, LOTR, Star Trek and so much more are my addictions. I believe that to die is nothing; but not to live is terrible, as Victor Hugo stated it. I am not one of the Romantic Movement. I do love Vine; I really do, even though she can’t love me back. At least I can show her how much I love her. This ends here, ‘til then.