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Seema Nov 2017
A breath intake
That's all he needs
Thrown in lake
As the monster feeds

With an arm lost
It became hard
They bought him at a cost
Left him with a guard

A champ swimmer was he
But kept himself low
Like a lock and a key
He was ready for a blow

Nasty lake monster
Feared by many
Ordered by minister
Whoever kills, will get lots of penny

Here they thought
The monster would eat
But under water he fought
It smelled the meat

It's head sliced by a sword he hid
People thought, the monster got the bait
In the lake towards the mid
With spears was the monsters wait

Blood turning lake to red
He swam up with the monsters head
Nearing the lake bed
People rejoiced with the monster dead

The honor of bravery
He was awarded for
No longer slavery
He was respected more...


©sim
Spilling imagination. Fiction.
Story poem.
Seema Nov 2017
Here take this match
And this my heart, catch
Light the match quick
Don't you play tricks
Burn this heart of mine
Don't worry I'll be fine
Fuel the burning flames
As this heart has no claims
Dead in my brain
I can withstand this pain
Forget me soon
As this heart melts at noon
The witness is the moon
With uncherished boon
Gone are the days
Let's try various ways
To burn this heart
So no one can act smart
To claim it back ever
I will not allow it, never!
I feel the heat
The burning of meat
Thank you for this honor
I was gonna be your heart donor...

©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Nov 2017
For these winds blow so strong
I wish it blew away all my wrongs
The brisky branches of trees sway
Broken branches lay in my way
Thinking the winds would blow
My thoughts as I hung my head low
Tears flow, dripping on the ground
Its too silent, no one's around
For these tears that flow
I wish one day a tree shall grow
With such a thought, I start my walk
The trees are listening as I talk...

©sim
Seema Nov 2017
There are times that I feel like giving up
While sipping my coffee in my favorite cup
I wonder how many more life exams is there for me
Why am I not alerted of how its gonna be
Of how many more tests I have to sit for
Like that I would need the supply of ink more
The challenges that braid in like ropes
Kicks me everyday, yet I try to cope
This life is not free as I imagined as a child
Much more I've seen, even my brains gone wild
I complain to myself of not being able to meet
The requirements that come at my feet
It's sad to know that life would get stuck sometime
Where only you can dwell outlining the rough time
I am well versed now with every situation
Non that are mentioned in our constitution
Living and accepting each day is a hard work
Loneliness and silence are the two I often talk
Loved one's I have but around are non
Some think my life is entertaining and full of fun
Less do they know its not what is there to show
Few who have seen the depths of me know
That my days are not as normal as it looks
Step in with me a day with your note books
Write down each task that I do from morn till noon
You will realise, you judged me too soon...

©sim
Seema Nov 2017
Red vines growing in the garden of my heart
Twisting and turning such a beautiful art
Every junction, an estuary of blood flow
A brisk of good feeling makes my heart glow
The garden is healthy yet empty from inside
With shades of red it covers from outside
For people who dared visiting this place
Always seeked love and left their trace
A few entered the garden with lust intention
And left the vines dead to bring me to attention
Since then the garden is fenced and locked
Some predicted it won't work but were shocked
Today the garden blooms with healing vines
While I water it everyday with tasty red wines...


©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Nov 2017
Lovely flowers surround me
So beautiful and colorful they turn to be
They never ask for water
Neither do they wilt
They are put around so I can forget my guilt
I feel blank inside when I am faked
These flowers ain't real, they are fake
Just like these people around
Like wearing a smile to show
Like these artificial flowers that seem to glow
There's no truth amongst these
Even our eyes betray us within the trees
Not everyone can be happy till their last days
But people will entertain you in many ways
As every aspect of life there is blooming flowers
So many, some creep up like how its in towers
A fake flower with no smell to make you feel better
A fake smile on a face to make you feel loved
A fake hug, just to stab your back and shove
It's just a courtesy to get rid of the matter
Some just fake this, and write a last letter
Move on elsewhere to find peace
But fail with heavy guilt, unable to ease
Lastly, lay in peace in their forgotten dark caves
While I put these flowers to last longer, on their graves...

©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Nov 2017
Who would want to gather
The ripped pages of my heart
Drowned in pain and solitude
Like lying in a rusted cart

Faded ink, tell half stories
Dirt patches with blurred writing
Torn edges, blood stains
Emotions died around fighting

A drought in the tear glands
Unorganized memories scattered
A lifeless body with no hope
None to them, I ever mattered

My bed, like an open grave
The four corners seem to sink
My brain has stopped working
My eyes won't even blink

But there is still a tiny light
Far, that I can see too well
Perhaps my hope is slowly reviving
From the time I blindly fell...


©sim
Fictional write.
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