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Seema Feb 2018


I feel the poison flowing in my veins...

   The upcoming darkness shall never prevail...

       My hunt will begin soon, once I recall the trail...

              With shut eyes I picture my enemies fail...


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©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional.
Seema Jan 2018
In the hope to see the blue moon tonight,
After so long months of no rain,
The weather just decided to drab the sky with buggy clouds, now that's a pain...
A good thing or bad...the rain decided to fall in drizzles,
As the soil receives the drops, it sizzles...
When I look up the sky, its bright but no moon insight...
The clouds have blocked the blue moon tonight,
It's still bright and the tip tap of the rain started,
The clouds moving to peek-a-boo at the bright blue moon tonight...

©sim
Moon eclipse.
Seema Jan 2018
My twisted mind has plotted a vicious crime,
In the city where lives the most prime,
A wait of time, a drift in the moonless night,
Gathering gears to pass by any upcoming fight,
With few people on board wearing armor of knight,
It's this night we take over of what is right,
The treasure chamber resides in the heart of city,
A smirk smile speaks of the loss and pity,
These prime monsters have snatched from the poor and needy,
Their gold and silver, money robbed by greedy,
I am no Robinhood for sure,
But life like this is making more people poor,
It's a masterpiece robbery in the nights shadow,
And flee from the chamber leads direct to the meadow,
We are sat to go and break the law,
In the knights armor we shall bash and blow...


©sim
Poetic story. Fictional write.
Seema Jan 2018
A dying horse,
Was being dragged over a marked cross,
On the ground its body lay,
Mocked and tortured up all the way,
Only few blinks with tears filled eyes,
Waiting for its beats to stop while the time flies,
There it lay next to its grave,
Hoping to be pushed in by the masters slave,
A few more minutes before the soul surrenders,
Once loved and praised by many spenders,
Now the weak await for the death to fall,
To free its soul from its body, once admired by all,
The eyes stopped blinking,
The tears stopped rolling,
The heart stopped beating,
The poor horse stopped breathing,
Pushed in its grave by the masters slave,
No one to praise or raise hands to wave,
Gone are the people who came along,
Finally resting its body in the grave alone...

©sim
Spilling imagination. Inspired by a picture of a horse.
Seema Jan 2018
O' barren land
I shall
Cultivate

Prepare the soil
And soon
Activate

I shall sow
Seeds to
Germinate

For the seeds
Shall mostly
Accelerate

In the land
Weeds shall
Decimate

And I shall
Reap the
Harvest

To feed the
Poor and
Gravest


©sim
3-2-1 format
Seema Jan 2018
I wish to sit in the rain,
In a park washing away my pain,
A hot cup of coffee in my hand indeed,
Sipping slowly while my tears flow freed,
The aroma and taste of coffee,
******* onto the leftover toffee,
Gives a sensation feel of joy,
Who knew you also thought me as your toy,
Oh yes, it just feels as if it was today,
When I saw you in the marriage hall the other day,
Holding her hand who was my best friend,
Shattered came my dream world to an end,
You glanced at me from the chapel,
With your smirk smile you made me so *******,
Along came my best friend in her wedding gown,
Looking like a princess wearing a silver crown,
I had gifted her that on her birthday last year,
Didn't know she would become my greatest fear,
I was merely being used as a hitch for their meeting,
Always friendly and behind me their cheating,
Both played me like an average doll,
I can't stop thinking as my tears start to roll,
My soul mate now someone else's future fate,
Struck with shock and pain in a miserable state,
Was I really a bait for them to come closer,
Good heavens! I feel like such a loser,
Torn, hurt and shattered badly,
I know I have to live with this sadly,
Trust no one was my new goal,
And live life like a renowned soul...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
Seema Jan 2018
When there is no more willingness to live,
Try thinking of those who learnt to give,
Make a mind set that your life is worth,
With this positive attitude move forth,
Help those in desperate need to survive,
Each day show that you can strive,
The best in you shall be recognized,
Once you have moved up get organized,
The world is full of unprevailaged beings,
Waiting to be valued and be seen,
Some with great talent,
Some with hidden talent,
Seek to move forward but get kicked in silent,
With poor physic they can't even be violent,
How disgraceful people with riches have become,
Thinking they have all until their end days come,
Either you are a millionaire, billionaire or a beggar,
The lifeless bodies do not speak nor caper,
Learn to give even a little to those in need,
And God will justify you through your good deeds...

©sim
Positive attitude.
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