If God has a way of doing things right...
Then why we blame each other, day and night...
Life is beautiful and meant for living...
Then why you say its not worth believing...
We have many differences that we've seen with time...
Then why we fuss and feel that I've committed a crime...
I stood up in every work you confronted...
But it seems like it was all taken for granted...
You may feel that despite your petty deeds...
I fulfilled every of your hopeless needs...
Don't be too assured of your lame instincts...
For I know how it feels like when word stings...
Too bad I had to let you go without cursing...
For God will do his best and deliver his blessings!


©sim

My love is like a river that flows in a rhythm
Sometimes aggressive, sometimes calm
At times dancing and overflowing
But not likely to harm

My anger is like a volcano
That in any moment it could erupt anywhere
The words flow then like hot lava
For some, I do not spare

My attitude depends, how you take me as
Judgemental affair is not favoured
If you treat me right, I'll treat you same
My feelings are quite flavoured

See me as your friend and I'll protect you
From bullies and threats that may cause harm
Share your thoughts with me
Do not grief, just stay calm...




©sim

No one tells me what to do...
No one comes to say hello...
It's been a very hectic day...
But no one has to say...
Day and night has been spent working...
Silently bearing without talking...
Exhaustion is at its peak...
But this is not what I seek...
Each day seems same to me...
Guess its how it's meant to be...
Eyes closing and me dosing...
No time for snapshots and posing...
I have yet to finish other pending chore...
Should get it done before the rain starts to pour...
Sitting and yawning, thinking what's next...
Is this how am gonna be till I finally rest?
Positive thoughts dwell in my head...
Yet, every day ends making me a living dead...


©sim

Rustling in swiftly
The gust fills my empty soul
Hustling through, sweeping
The gloom-ridden dark edges
Leaves keeping me warm


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Breathing blossoms, smile
daily at the nurturer
Kissing blooming lips
The petals touch each other
Crazy breeze pulps in romance


©sim

Excuses after excuses,
Why can't you stop your accuses...
You made my mind confused...
And then, you blamed me and refused...
I wonder if you considered the outcome...
For every doubt you had, you spoke of your income...
I know bad days and stressful challenges have wrapped me tight...
But with gods help, I always lift myself and fight...
If you thought, I would beg you to stay...
Forget it, I have found my own way...
It's not easy to bypass the memories you gave...
For the shattered dreams that's gone in the graves...



©sim