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Sep 2017 · 235
My Lucky Dove
Seema Sep 2017
Mummy was angry
And I was hungry
Heated some curry
As I was in a hurry

"I will be late", I told her
To see a friend
"I am taking my car"
We'll meet at the cities end

Driving away, I saw her
Through the rear mirror
She kept moving so far
My mum from another era

Half way down the road
I felt guilty leaving her alone
Called my friend, excused of workload
Headed back home, my heart not of stone

Mum was sitting in tears
She startled to see me again
Seemed I've gone for years
Her tears ruled out her pain

I made up to her with love
Assured I'll always be there
She's my beautiful lucky dove
Her effort has put me here...


©sim
Love you mom :)
Sep 2017 · 1.2k
Bosses!!Bosses!!
Seema Sep 2017
In my thoughts today
You blaze like fire
I don't care what people say
But you are a live wire

Tempest on your moves
Others become jealous
Cautious with your hooves
Not so careless

Breath taking masculine
Vibes high motion
You mean absolute discipline
Following your notion

Eye for an eye contact
You want prompt at work
Employees know their content
Open with any talk

Always in formal attire
Presentations, meetings all day
Haunting me as his personal desire
I think am gonna die today...

©sim
Ok, the last two lines are made up...lol
Sep 2017 · 934
Impact Of Stress
Seema Sep 2017
When days turn dark
And nights become long
When life loses spark
And you relate to a song

You stress yourself out
Reaching to a point of insanity
You just scream and shout
Unaware of the coming calamity

But your physical appears calm
While all this cooks up in your brain
Wiping the sweat off your palm
Hit by anxiety, yet you try to refrain

Soaked eyes, sunken with tears
Voices pushing you off the edge
Living each moment with your fears
Mind, heart all hanging on a ledge

So many things affects a person
Some commit suicide, some live and fight
Many are taught the right lesson
And so, the darkness slowly is replaced by light...


©sim
Stress slips deep if not controlled and may lead to unbelievable accidents.
Sep 2017 · 314
Stranded Heart
Seema Sep 2017
Laying on the floor
Gasping for air
Unable to reach the door
Nobody dared to care

A knife stabbed on my back
Bleeding, as I try to reach it
Crying in pain as I lack
The strength to drag up and sit

Tears flow flooding my face
You left me stranded, why?
Within a puzzled maze
Every end full of lies

If you had to leave me
Why treated me like your queen
You are blind, unable to see
My love for you, was not a sin

I feel awful, I feel lifeless
As if I am about to die
A feel of grave, so breathless
Believing now, you not my guy

I wish you stabbed me for real
So I don't feel this pain in my heart
Rather than swells of weal
Rather than being broken apart...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 539
Kidnapper By Fate
Seema Sep 2017
My hands shake
As I try to touch his head
To see if his awake
Or really dead

He tied my legs and hands
So I do not run away
Stumbled over empty cans
On his way

Laying infront of me
Face down near my feet
It's almost impossible to see
As from my seat

A kidnapper by fate
Hiding from angry cops
He's worthy of hate
But why he sobs

As hours passed, I saw him move
With teary eyes, he came closer
Untied me to prove
He's not a bad guy, he's not a loser

Sat me free, he told me to go
I wanted to help him out
He wouldn't let me so
I ran off hearing his painful shout

I came back in awhile
He was laying on the floor
Rain was heavy and wild
So I closed the door

I treated his cuts and paced bandaids
He told me to leave as it was unsafe
Cops everywhere doing their raids
I am with my coffee, sitting now in a cafe

Writing this scripty poem as it plays
Cafe closing soon, the manager says
Enough of writes tonight, I rest my ink
Till another write I come to think...


©sim
Imagination within imagination, spilling off my mind.
Sep 2017 · 323
Burn The Memories!
Seema Sep 2017
i am shattering within as my heart breaks again. how long before i get over and begin to feel sane. lost in thoughts, of the time together. where did i go wrong? what did i do to deserve such heartache? you were just with me for a sake, lying each day...how did i trust you? you no less than my first, a fake. i wish i could pull out that mask off, just to see the real you. but you assured that you are not like the rest. won over my trust, did your best...i just ponder and wonder, why my heart trusts so easily...it's valentine's day tomorrow and my tears just drown me in sorrow. it's ok, perhaps its a lesson learning time for me...i hope oneday you rollback your albums and see...maybe you would remember me or whatever, just burn the memories, the album, photos as if you've burnt me!!


©sim
Fiction write. Just spilling thoughts.
Sep 2017 · 285
O'Baby
Seema Sep 2017
My heart yearns for you
Why do you run away from my view?
O'baby
First you blew my hearts candle
Now you say, you can not handle
Come into my arms dear
Why do you ignore?
O'baby
There is nothing to fear
Listen to the beats of my trembling heart
It utters your name from the start
O'sweet baby
Don't say no?
O'please don't say no
You will find me, wherever you go
My darling love
Flap your wings like a dove
Fly into my gentle arms,
Don't be so alarmed
O'baby
Stop this hide and seek game
Let's give this relationship a name
Let our love flow
Let our love grow
In each other's arms, life shall groove in slow
O'baby
My sweet baby...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 285
Living As Dead
Seema Sep 2017
Things go wrong
Way too much
Insanity lasts long
In my head as such

I talk to someone
Who is not living
Doesn't harm anyone
But always grieving

The tomb near a park
Where I sit in peace
Sparks light in the dark
When am drugged to ease

It looks like me
But am not dead
It shows me a key
To unlock my head

My body feel the chills
As the injections release poison
In my veins the drug fills
Like sweet tangy raisin

As my brain slowly freezes
The smiles go behind
Someone laughs, someone teases
A play button paused, now on rewind

The voices stop all at once
Haven't woken from this sleep
Been like this for several months
Each day I dig deep...


©sim
I hear, I read about various addictions. The most common is injecting. I am not a victim, but when I write, I do feel like one.
Sep 2017 · 379
Spilling My Mind
Seema Sep 2017
This planet is made, of more liquid than land
Covered mostly in water
While blood covering a quarter
A range of land covered in sand
I close my eyes and scribble with hand
If the dry straits could actually mend
The ocean paths would follow every bend
Likewise as my thoughts are coming to an end
I am glad, am not living on a slaughtered land...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 222
Miss Me Not
Seema Sep 2017
It's my last day here
Thank you very much all
You're all too great and dear
Please don't let your pen fall

My pen wouldn't work, the ink is dry
I shall cope for sometime
As might as well use another, a try
But not today, maybe some other time

A passion of writing is what I adore
Reading and imagining your writes
I would have written some more
But the ink won't glow any bright

I will see, what I can do
My pen says a goodbye
Besides missing all of you
Don't worry, all this is a lie...


©sim
Hahaha, my inner mischief child ;-)
Sep 2017 · 992
Luring End
Seema Sep 2017
Rivers flow
Humans grow
Stars glow
Humans blow

Toxic waste
Air pollution
Humans haste
Perfect solution

Beggars hungry
Homeless ****
Humans angry
Robbing wills

Bullets fired
Tanks raged
Juveniles hired
Humans tagged

Terrorists warns
Lives lost
Families torn
Priceless cost

Lust gains
Humans pained
No brains
Love insaned

Lots learnt
Media zooms
Orders sent
Countries doomed

Hunger peaks
Children sick
Humans weak
Diseases leak

Money priority
Humans exported
Marking territory
Guns imported

Humans kidnapped
Women rapped
Lives begged
All taped

Tears lack
Government slack
Manics back
Terrorist attack!!!


©sim
Sep 2017 · 2.4k
My Country, My Fiji
Seema Sep 2017
A place to spend your holiday
A place of peace and getaway
Pack your bags and grab a flight
For Fiji is awaiting your atmost sight
Early sunrise, cool sea breeze
Waterfall wonders, you'll surely freeze
Hikes like no other, activities you'll enjoy
No dangers, no creatures no forest toy
No roaring lions, no slithering snakes
No bears of any kind that awakes
Just wild birds chattering their plea
"Come on humans, why do you flee"
People friendly of all races
Sometimes its hard to tell their origin by faces
Food of great delicacy on a bed of island chill
You'll not be disappointed when you'll get your bill
White sandy beaches open to all
Bonfire activities often on a roll
Special island dances and firewalking by natives
So much to do, plan your island motives
Just now I see a big cruise ship docked at sea
Why not come down and enjoy
A small piece of heaven, my Fiji can be...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 339
Invisible Lover
Seema Sep 2017
Tall, tall trees
Sways in the breeze
My hand in his
He doesn't wana leave
Hugs me tight
Assuring everythings alright
In this dark dungeon cell
Locked upon with a spell
An invisible lover
Brushed on the floor cover
I feel him, I feel his presence
But how have I lost my sense
How have I got here?
As darkness brings in fear
My name, I silently hear
The call of my invisible love
A ray of light shown from above
The arrival of the spell breaker
His powers are much greater
The evil spells are wearing out
In happiness I tried to shout
But my mouth got cupped in
I shivered from within
Turning to see who it maybe
My invisible lover with the dungeon key
Out now in the forest of nowhere
He held me with a decent care
Soon rays of the new moon lighted up the sky
Stood infront of me was a handsome guy
The great spell breaker saved us for now
With a grace heart we gave him a bow
Out of danger we were alone
Both so known but still unknown
The night went on, till my eyes opened at dawn
Smiling aimlessly, as my dream was gone...


©sim
Slipping imagination, daydream.
Sep 2017 · 336
Cold Death
Seema Sep 2017
My heart is broken
My soul is torn
My spirit has woken
My body all worn

My bones have shattered
My eyes are closed
The vultures have gathered
The deads aroused

My heart now bleeds
My soul deliberately shivers
My spirit helplessly feeds
On the flowing rivers

I was hated by many
Loved by few
I never owed a penny
But who knew

I was stabbed in the heart
On a cold drizzling night
Awfully broken apart
No, I wasn't in a fight

Left to die with so much pain
My life in complete vain
Dragged in the stormy rain
And shoved in a clogged drain...


©sim
Spilling imagination.
Sep 2017 · 444
Ocean Caution
Seema Sep 2017
Walking along the shores of a great ocean
Natures creativity witnessed in motion
The huge waves fall upon the closing reefs
People searching for treasures, greedy ocean thieves
Pearls, coral, fish, ocean creatures of all kinds
Scientist proved wealth underwater, a great find
But nature also has created deadly weapons
Only seen when unforeseen accidents happen
Devil's triangle, surprising whirlpool, a sinkhole
***** in everything within its perimeter hold
Stories I've heard once been told
Mysteries of places, from the pages, unfold
Every creature has its own world guarded
On land, air or underwater as regarded
Man stay on boarders to retain safety and peace
Ocean dwellers have open trenches for enemies to leap
Yet bold minded humans bypass such amenities
To takeover underwater world,
                         no matter how harsh the calamities
Lives lost, lessons learnt many
No one wants to learn from the past,
                         people hungry for ancient penny...

©sim
Sep 2017 · 436
Awaiting Delivery
Seema Sep 2017
The clouds rush
Collide and crush
Sweeping the sky
With a silent brush
While trees hush
Singing melody
Calling unto a name
Calling on somebody
The blown leaves,
Fall from grieving trees
Swaying over my head
As I lay on my death bed
The clouds are rushing
The sky looks fevery
My breath is crushing
My body awaits, delivery...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
Sep 2017 · 335
Hopeless Being
Seema Sep 2017
I feel sick,
Sick of your
Presence!
I rather pick,
Pick myself up
With my senses
You see me weak
But I am strong
You won't get
What you seek
...Your thinking is
So wrong!
Stop showing
Me, that you care
People with golden
Hearts are so rare
You are not
One of them, liar!
Stop temperamenting
My mood, else you'll
Burn in hell's fire
Of your hopeless,
Madeup stories
Let me live in peace
Without any
anxieties and worries...

©sim
How it was few years back.
Sep 2017 · 226
Stained Pages
Seema Sep 2017
The room was empty
Apart from scattered pages
In a distance, a pantry
Deserted for ages

A country area, a promised place
I know he'll come
We are not parting a race
Or acting like a dumb

Picking up the stained pages
Written in ink his heart's cry
Captivating the words in cages
Some stains yet to dry

Reading each page with tears
As he was battling his aches
For the past so many years
Keeping alive for my sake

Memories of younger days
Flashed through my mind
We went our own ways
Yet my heart longed to find

The paintings on the wall
The stained pages speak
My knees weaken, I began to fall
My emotions started to leak

As my eyes searched for him
The wait is like a thousand years
The day has gone dim
Now grips on my lousy fears

Love poured in flavoured inks
His staring at me without a blink
My heart swells and sinks
I am blushing going all pink

No words to say, just tears of joy
The flame of love engulfing us as prey
His my man, his my lover boy
Our days and years blossomed from gray...


©sim
Fictional write. Spilling imagination.
Sep 2017 · 316
Resonating Over Fall
Seema Sep 2017
As I close my eyes and resonate
The feelings of despair
You stand at my conscious gate
Begging for a chance to repair

Just as your thoughts take swells
In my trembling broken heart
Inner voices sympathize and tells
Now is a good time to stay apart

As my phone beeps and rings
I know it's him, going insane
Shattered dreams it brings
Now it's his time to bear the pain

My mind says "No", my heart says "Go"
Another chance to make things right
But the feelings just spills and throws
What if he plans another fight

What the heck, I'll just answer his call
Tell him, it's over and forget everything
But my bleeding heart begs to fall
Let's give another shot and forget everything...


©sim
Lessons learnt.
Sep 2017 · 277
Words
Seema Sep 2017
Your words hit me hard
Everytime we talk
I bought a thank you card
On my way to work

You trashed the card in the bin
Gave me a harsh look back
As if I committed an unplanned sin
Wandering, what did I lack?

.....still wondering!!


©sim
Sep 2017 · 355
A Manic Brain
Seema Sep 2017
Sometimes I feel like a fish without water
My arms empty without my daughter
This planet's greenery being chewed off
Chocking to breath, no air just cough
Stars lose their gravitational balance and fall
Ocean creatures crowd the shopping mall
Our brains steam up to explode
Our mouths fill up with loads of word
The ignition pressured to fire off people
Massive explosions causing ocean ripple
My mind is a dangerous place to peek
You wouldn't find anything of what you seek
A whole planet, galactic system, entire universe
Resides inside my little head
Open doors through my eyes you can see and add
The perception opinion that you can actually train
The pointless manic operating my brain...

©sim
Sep 2017 · 383
Separation, A Torment
Seema Sep 2017
Whenever life brings me closer to you
Nothing matters most than watching the sunset view
As the stars appear more clearer than the moon
Your time to depart always comes too soon

The fragrance of tulip flowers,
                             rises along the paths of my heart
When you kiss me, exploring my natural ****** art

Your voice calls to me, as the day draws to an end
Another day awaits for us to love and spend

Sometimes the memory of you whispers,
                             sometimes it ******
The night keeps me awake by the thoughts,
                             of your mischievous tricks

Why separation,
becomes the outcome of every meeting this way?
This matter now torments me constantly eveyday...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 309
Beloved Dignity
Seema Sep 2017
In my heart you reside
I am fine, on whatever you decide
Tho from me you tend to hide
I am happy as long as am walking beside
The love in your heart
I see it through your actions
You've been same from the start
Never classifying me into sections
Yet loved every of my selections
Recently, you've put me down
Claiming the things you own
I am not able to understand
Why you've put up such an act
I am trying so hard to mend
But I deserve to know the fact
So much confusion stirs in my mind
Have you found other of a similar kind?
With patience I'll let you be
Until my love blinds you to see
The right and wrong that stirs within
Sorting out the stress that ***** you in
As a better half, I'll lead us to serenity
Don't worry, you'll always be my beloved dignity...


©sim
Just a fiction write.
Sep 2017 · 232
Burying Memories
Seema Sep 2017
The letters that I wrote in your memory.
I buried them all in the sea...

The hearts that I cut out from various flowers.
I laid them on your grave...

The perfume that you gifted me before you left.
I sprinkled it on the laid petals over your grave...

Sorry for visiting you so late.
I, myself was not in a good state.
You see, the first memory I wanted to remove was your tattooed name from my wrist.
So in the process of erasing your name, my wrist got slitted.
And thus, I was hospitalized with other diagnosed problems that I beated.

The bed in which you took your last breath.
They laid me there.
I felt you with me in the times of such despair.

Your sudden illness has affected me as well.
Maybe meeting you soon, that I can tell.

Here, sitting peacefully by your grave today.
Tearing up on every memory that took you away.

The breeze blew the perfumed petals over my face.
Landing few on my hair as if tucked in with a grace.

Kissing me a goodbye through this chilly breeze.
Swaying away timidly, I see your spirit through the trees...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 450
Being Sold
Seema Sep 2017
Fuming flames heat my soul
Wrenched heart, bleeds in cold
Grey like ashes, spots of coal
Sold in a market at a price of gold

Many eyes throw in lashes of dirt
My buyer, I hope comes next
Rude comments and filthy flirt
Reasonable price, I am put on best

A marked price, highlighted in bold
Unaware of petty obsession
To whom am being sold
Like an ownership possession

My fate gave me the love I hungered for
Now a queen of my masters heart
No more cries or tears I pour
My master is a man of a zillion heart...


©sim
Inspired by a painting, I saw online :)
Sep 2017 · 412
Graveyard Rituals
Seema Sep 2017
Walking by an old graveyard
On a late Sunday afternoon
I noticed a figure at guard
Waiting for the peek of the full moon

Dressed in a black robe
Doing sort of prayer ritual
His hand hanging like a lobe
A rare type to my own visual

I dared not to go near the figure
As it looked busy praying
Unable to control my eager
Too keen to see, what it was doing

As I moved closer to the bushes
I heard voices chanting something
A chill up my spine, I felt the pushes
But on notice, there was nothing

I read somewhere that chanting has power
To see if it really worked
I stayed to witness for another hour
Than I became totally shocked

***** of fire floating away with each chant
My vision widened to see what it wants
A step nearer to the place of ritual
I must admit am purely spiritual

Black smoke rouse in the air
Like thousand tongues, the voices grew
Two robe figures sitting in a pair
I was thrilled by the astonishing view

Almost watching for nearly two hours
I was scared as well as inquisitive
Then came the heavy pouring showers
Yet the floating flames were active

I was unware as I was being watched
Caring less they continued to pray
They had a sweet tooth for carcass, washed
Hungrily they grabbed in to prey

Running home, as I caught up with my breath
What I saw today was a crazy unbelievable ****
Such rituals of what!! for people after death
I rather change my route,
                     before they show me their wrath...


©sim
From my imaginative mind to yours :)
Sep 2017 · 424
Adoration
Seema Sep 2017
The darkest of night
I've yet to see
In his sight
I always want to be
A lover, a soulmate
Perhaps in future
Who knows our fate
Life isn't a torture
You are all, one can desire
Close to perfection
I really do admire
Tho he ignores my reflection
But I can see the flames in his eyes
Burning like the precious ambers
Lightening up my heart's chambers
My secret love from past years
Always smiles, when he hears
My voice in the loneliest crowd
I am lucky to have him, am so proud
He's now reading my writes
As am penning it tonight
My love, my future
Adores my writing nature
I write, he reads
On my words he heeds
A line or two he tries to add
But erases it off, says it sounds bad
So I dedicate this write to him
For that special someone, who calls me Sim...

©sim
Yep, fictional ;-)
Sep 2017 · 294
I, The Raven Of Time
Seema Sep 2017
Silently I watch the happenings around
Looking at the surrounds, walking on the ground
Sitting on a dead branch listening to the sound
What appears to be, are the people on the cloud
Rising high with their voices and gold
Richness and possessions, what not is sold
Young and old, all roam under my feet
Unnoticed on the dead branch observing the treat
O' yes! am the Raven, the Raven of time
Flew out of my world which for you, is no prime
A hidden, untouched place on this same earth
Where every single being has taken their birth
I for some reason needed the urge to witnesses
The humans of today and their awkwardness
In this world there's soon gonna be a math of silent epidemic
The rage and violence is become a consuming mimic
I, the Raven have seen it all
The great pillars on this earth is doomed to fall
Many hands reach out to pray and call
For the almighty of this universe as a whole
But is there someone, to hear us all
Or is it me, only the Raven peeking on every wall
Flying off to my world, I the Raven of time and again
The crucial moment and downfall has began
Save yourself, but you cannot hide
From the wrathing mouth of evil that's too deep and wide...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 491
Inner Guilt
Seema Sep 2017
A point of guilt
In my heart sealed
Insanity gets built
No way to be healed

Yes, my life is reckless
Ugly thoughts linger
I feel so hopeless
Cutting off a finger

There is no pain
No cry, not a single tear
Nothing to gain
Ending this life, without fear

It's not a dare
To harm myself more
Life just ain't fair
My mind is at war

Standing on the edge
Just one leap
To face with death
My birth was cheap

Poison darts pierce my skin
Injecting daily addictives
All I've done is sin
No light no directives

End of life in a second
But a small hand begged
To stay till the end
A child of neglect, nagged

My reflection pulled me over
To face my inner child's cry
I looked at myself, closer
Why everything seemed a lie?

More thoughts purged in my head
Death was not my exit yet
When shows of life is led
I shall fight, until my goals are met...


©sim
Just a write.
Sep 2017 · 312
Spread Of Evil
Seema Sep 2017
The solitude of nature graves beneath
Bones of evil and righteous at feet
The darkest spills of blood soaked into soil
A barren land now producing usable oil
Near fields cultivated with crops
The evil spreads through sipped in drops
Consumed by many these crops when sold
Evil makes its entry, cold blood on hold
People get crazy as their blood absorbs the produce
Unknowing the dilemma that soon would be in use
Good over evil fight across the globe
Injecting every being, walking like a dope
Drugged and dosed flashed like zombie coned
Each walk away, their precious disowned
A world of dead, its soon gonna be
Unless the waves crush in land, so be it a sea...



©sim
Global warming, climatic change, green house gases, ozone deplete, GMOs
Sep 2017 · 454
Wingless Angel
Seema Sep 2017
I am a fool, who fell for love
A wingless angel, from the heaven above
Waited and waiting for the promise virtues
Sitting with the deads among momentary statues
Alone, thinking of the fortress I left behind
For the sake of love and mankind
But no one notices me and neither my deeds
Everyone is so busy with their wants and needs
I pray to thee, to grant my wings back
So I can fly to my realm and be with my pack
Angels have become a myth over here
People laugh at me, when they often hear
Say, am a fool, a mental ******
So shameful of how we are been regard
Beautiful creation is this earth, Dear Lord
But fading away is your righteous teachings and word
I have seen the demons in disguise
Playing like a ******* dude, pretending to be wise
The hell gates are lose, leaking out the evilness
The untamed beasts, walk out with their wickedness
I have no place of peace but this burial grounds
Where I seek your help Lord, as the darkness surrounds
I am powerless, as my time on earth is finishing
Seen how innocents survive the wrath through punishing
Tonight, I shall have my wings back to flee
Else I'll be dead before I can make another plea...

©sim
Fictional write.
Sep 2017 · 459
Gam_Pain
Seema Sep 2017
Ye sham ki tanhayi
Phir teri yaad laayi
Ek zakham chupaye
Ankh mei aansu bhar aye
Tumne dekha hi nahi
Ek nazar se kabhi
Hum toh gam mei dube
Yaad ayi teri bewafai
..............................................
The silence of noon
Brought back your memories
Hiding a scar, tears brim
You never saw me
Not even a glimpse
Have been drowning in pain
Remembering your unfaithfulness again...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 850
Chala Ja_Leave
Seema Sep 2017
Kitne aur zakhm, dikhao ge mujhe
Gir kar kabhi bhi, na pasakoge mujhe
Teri kismat mei mein nahi, koi aur hai
Tu mera sanam nahi, na jane tu kaun hai
Har waqt aazmate **, apni mohobat mujh par
Lekin raham kar,
Chala ja mujhe meri haal par chor kar...

.........................................................­.........................

How many more scars will you show me
Even if you fall, you will not be able to seek me
I am not your fate, but there's someone who is
You are not my lover, nor do I know you please
Everytime you test your love on me with keen
But have mercy,
Leave me alone in whatever situation I might be in...



©sim
Sep 2017 · 236
My 3-D Heart
Seema Sep 2017
Beyond miseries of my broken heart
Lives the shattered pieces fallen apart
The player has made it into a jigsaw
Putting the pieces on high verge and low
Each piece is dipped into a pool of red ink
Soaking blank pages, while dried to shrink
With a sharp knife, the player craves a shape
A 3-D formation tucked in with a tape
The shape of a heart to replace the broken part
The broken heart now a 3-D paper art
Hoping for a beat, the player hears a cry
The shape is applauding, you made a good try
But the paper soon withered along with the ink
That left the player wondering to think
Why such an experiment was of need
His own 3-D paper made heart could not seed
The real feel and the love for he could not see
Now, insanely crying for his love, that was me...*


©sim
Fictional write.
Sep 2017 · 413
Then Hate, Now Love
Seema Sep 2017
Years of wait
Melted my hate
He came to meet
As my blind date
Surprised was I
To see this guy
A crush of mine
Turned me down
I recovered fine
Till that day in town
I saw, I ignored
I walked away
He saw, he came
But he couldn't say
How it happened
He explained that day
A date or a fate
I am over my hate
He's fallen for me
O' love it is, I see
In his eyes for me
My life, my love to be
Opened my locked heart
With his magical key
Love flowed within
Caressing my soul
A new life to begin
Was now, our goal...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 304
Stains And Scars
Seema Sep 2017
If I had wings
I would fly to you
Whilst the wind sings
Guiding me to you
My dearest love
I want to show you
The stains and scars
Of my crazy heart
All this while kept
Hidden from you
Your trust has won
I will tell you my pains
But remember you've sworn
Not to use it for your gains...

©sim
At times, maybe it's not a good idea to dig old graves.
Sep 2017 · 404
Humming Voices
Seema Sep 2017
The speech of the great saints
From the mythical era unknown
Strangely echos in my brain
To my ears it seems known

The sound of their chants vibrate
Tickling my soul within its realm
My spirit tries to reciprocate
But my heart rejects its claim

The chakras in my body tends to communicate
Of why I hear such humming voice
The gates to my soul opens and awaits
Yet my heart is puzzled to make a choice

I'll just let it be, till the voices become clearer
It's soothing, the way the humming hymns flow
Echos from far and past swings nearer
My brain and soul consumes it slow...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 3.7k
Monday Blues
Seema Sep 2017
A blunt start
It's Monday blues
Aching heart
Searching for clues
Wondering eyes
Scheduled meetings
More sales lies
More customer cheatings
Gloomy, rainy, breezy day
Good morning, morning all passes say
My mind is rolling over thinking
My eyes heavy, dosing and sinking
O' I hope it was another holiday
Another day in bed, dreaming all the way
But Monday always comes again
Ruining my week, giving me pain
Same people, same desk, job loads
Traffic queuing on the roads
O' this laziness
I need coffee, to focus on today's business
Monday! Monday! Fly away fast
Till Friday comes, with a party blast...


©sim
Glad the day is over :)
Sep 2017 · 475
A Monuments Tear
Seema Sep 2017
The winds whistle my name
As I walk on this lonely path
Everything looks almost the same
Except the monuments ruined art

The heart was stained red
Tear marks on it's face I saw
The monument looked sad
On this bright day, it refused to glow

As I looked closer, I felt drips of water
Over my shoulder, as I stood near
A feeling of a mother, missing her daughter
In those still eyes, sipping out was its tear

I never thought stones could really cry
Crafted by men, a persona beautiful art
Even if I wipe out its tears to dry
I wouldn't feel the pain it bears in its heart...

©sim
Sep 2017 · 412
Dishonesty
Seema Sep 2017
Left me, why?
Your love was a lie
From a distance
You waved me, a goodbye

You said sorry
Making another story
Smiling venomously
Said not to worry

This was the other day
When you came to say,
That you got a job
And you are going away

I would have forgiven you
If you were honest with me
But you changed my view
To see the ongoing reality

I am upset, I did cry
I am shattered and you know why
But I am not going to try
To get you back

You left me, I understand
And since you've moved on
I'll put my feelings to the end
And let my broken heart mend

I hope you don't cheat again
With whom your life has just begun
My life, consumed in unthinkable pain
The ink of my pen, now a pointless gun...*


©sim
Sep 2017 · 493
Weird Sages
Seema Sep 2017
A battle building within
Enforcing a war zone
With their spirit, their soul in
Simulating the sins unknown

Another person linked by mind
But they are what others define
As the sages of demonic kind
Of what they believe and refine

They say every human has a third eye
Located in the center of their forehead
But none to believe in the fact, why?
There is no evidence of such when people die

I guess it's the sixth and common sense
That is referred to as the third eye
Visually hidden but lays in the dense
A raider sense that acts like a spy

I keep away from such weird sages
As we all have a sense of awareness
It's good to read about them in pages
Then to be brainwashed to self unfairness...

©sim
The self proclaimed human gods.
Sep 2017 · 730
Not Born For Slavery
Seema Sep 2017
Collecting my tears in my cupped hands
Feeling the aches by the leashes of wips
Some of the bodies still sway as it hangs
Slaves are we, fetch gold till our skin rips

They call themselves the clean beings
Their skin flashed white while ours dark
They say we are ***** and our blood stinks
And stamp our backs with a hot rod to mark

I am a girl with so many broken dreams
Trapped in slavery with other unfortunate slaves
My mouth is sealed yet my soul desperately screams
I wonder why people of such, declare godly behaves

My mind is numb, my body is torn
I am used by many, as a nights babie doll
I wish I wasn't a female to be born
No one comes for my rescue, whenever I call

I am so done living like a house without a door
No knocks, no greets, just entered by goons
Each night I have to kiss the filthy floor
Beaten, ripped, spitted...no one hears my moans

Tonight I am passing out from this world for good
My life is worthless among these hungry lords
I am not gonna be another meal or fleshy food
My soul can no longer bear the wrath nor,
                                             my body can afford...


©sim
Inspired by a documentary on YouTube about slavery.
Sep 2017 · 313
Ups & Downs
Seema Sep 2017
I dreamt of you last night
Didn't know, I would find you tonight
In my arms, hugging me tight
We broke up over a kiddish fight
But now all seems to be alright
I bet all relationships have little ups and downs
One is serious while the other acts like a clown...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 478
Laying Under Ashes
Seema Sep 2017
Fire consumes their flesh and cleans their bones
Laying substantially in ashes, gone up in smokes
Fractured skulls, dislocated jaws from many homes
The air is so odoress dense, it makes me choke

Filled in silence, an old crematorium ground
Just burning smell of carcass, melting meat down
Only the caretakers live about and around
Strangely no night birds nor creatures roam to sound

What am I doing here, all by myself this night?
Where is my home, my own who left me offsight?
Why I cannot feel my body? Why am I afraid of light?
Why this mist surrounds me? Why it doesn't feel alright?

I am guessing, I'm dead and being burnt down
What was that, I died off?, that I can not remember now
So what do I do to manifest my leagues around
Laying under ashes, I know, that's my skeletal on the ground.*


©sim
An experience on my first visit to an active cremation ground.
Sep 2017 · 307
Fallen Angel
Seema Sep 2017
From the heaven, falls an angel in disguise
Torn wings, broken ribs, unable to rise
Cries in pain as now in a human form
Covers itself with rags from the upcoming storm
I see it clearly as I am sitting in my tree house
Away from city life and the desperate lazy louse
Pitting on the ambience, I called out to it
Shiny blue eyes sparkled at me with its wit
I welcomed it in my tree nest to warm up and sit
Scared of conversating about its existence
A quite being, I admired its patience
I told it, not to worry as I was its own kind
Fallen almost a decade ago, from the heavenly bind
It smiled and spoke with a glowing lit up face
Finally, I've found you...O' Master!! O' thy Grace!!


©sim
Sep 2017 · 484
How Should I Put It!
Seema Sep 2017
A poster of a roller coaster
Gifted to my master
An imposer, a loser
A big fat ******
Who sits to compile
His work yet piles
A hopeless composer
None goes to imply any closer
Ignores his work, coz he's a dozer
In the crowd, stands near girls
Like a model poser
Taken me in, he's my foster
He knows I hate seafood
Yet he orders lunch, oyster
Makes me do all hardwork
He's nothing but a monster
Walks in the alley like a crooked lobster
O' he's a pain in my head
How I've ended up with this aged promstar
Dances on his own compositions, he thinks he's a rockstar!

©sim
Dedicated to my ex employer, yes you were a pain ;-)
Sep 2017 · 468
Baygoon, The Warrior
Seema Sep 2017
The darker the night
The stronger my sight
A sense of agony and delight
As the packs gather to fight
The king of another tribe
Rebels of felony, decide to bribe
I belong to my own kind
No tribe, no rebels, I am the king of my mind
A warrior once, never defeated
In any challenge or fight unbeated
The love of my life, my soul, my pride
Betrayed me and my clan to become the rebels bride
Known to many by my name, Baygoon
Often insight amongst the shadows of the moon
A fighter, a warrior, a man of loyalty
No king, no tribe, I bow to no royalty
Deep in the darkest forest, where the ancient ruins fall
I live among the trees, to help those who call
The ruins peak, looks like a primitive pyramid of a kind
A legend holds behind its closed eyes, for me to find
A promise to myself I've made to fulfill,
Till my last breath, my blood shall spill
When the death lord, happens to take me away
I'd welcome it like a warrior and descend from this body, that day...

©sim
From my imaginative world to yours.
Sep 2017 · 341
If I Said, Will You...
Seema Sep 2017
If I said,
               I love you
Will you,
               Say the same
If I said,
               I care for you
Will you,
               Also care for me
If I said,
               I am not perfect
Will you,
               Hate me
If I said,
               I have less time to live
Will you,
               Stay along or leave me
............................................................
­I love you
And I don't expect the same
I care for you
But it's ok, I understand
I am not perfect,
WHO IS??
You can hate me
But let me tell you,
I can only whisper,
So hear me please...
I have few days to live
So leave me or forgive
I know, you've left
I am just imagining,
You are here,
As I grieve...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 915
Art Of Black Magic
Seema Sep 2017
Creeping vines tangle on my legs
Dragging me away in the thorn bushes
I scream, I shout for help I beg
No one to hear, as my head rushes
****** and twigs patch up the cracks on my body
The place I am breathing, I see nobody
A craft art of black magic I sense strong
My path was blurring, then everything went wrong
What I do now, to overcome this dread
Already damaged body, I feel I am dead
Lord of light, the true one help me guide
Losen these vines, to your righteous word, I abide
A struggle of little, I'm off the vines
Trying to run, where the light shines
Taken back to the same path, where it all started
How my friends and I got parted
A dream of such is hard to forget
A friend I've lost...that was my only regret...


©sim
Sep 2017 · 331
Walked Out And Away
Seema Sep 2017
My love was not a one night stand
Why do you always tend to pretend?
I am no ****** nor a player of hearts
Yet you've judged me from the start
Why do you not trust me, like I do
You said we'll be one, but now we are two
Love is all I give with my loyalty and care
Everything I have, I talk it out and share
But you do not show any love, nor affection
Rudeness and fights are often the reaction
Everyday, you want me in your bed
Lusting your desires till the nights end
I am not a pretender, when I say I am in pain
Yet, you mock and taunt me again and again
Sooner you might understand, why I've left you
On my face each day the heavy smokes you blew
I'm a human, but you turned me into a moaning doll
Your language had turned ****** whenever you call
You couldn't take the defeat,
                             that I walked out of your life
So you stabbed me hard with a kitchen knife
I survived, now recovering on the hospital bed
Writing a poem to post, as you might think I am dead...*


©sim
This is not my story.
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