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Aug 2017 · 766
Ocean (Tanka #48)
Seema Aug 2017
The moist sand, tender
As I walk on sandy shores.
Warmed by the sunset,
Water touches my feet,
Welcomes me to its live throne.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 260
Colourful (Tanka #47)
Seema Aug 2017
Yellow, dry leaves fall
From my old red apple tree.
Wind blows off the leaves
Over, onto the wet ground
A colourful surrounding.


©sim
Tanka 5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 304
Serial Clown
Seema Aug 2017
The kids were busy
Chasing a lazy clown
Running in their sneakers
To grab the golden crown

The clown then frowned
From underneath the table
Scaring away the kids
Then ran to a nearby stable

Luring each kid one by one
The serial killer, all clowned
Most kids went missing
Their bodies were drowned

A search count was made
Ten bodies were found
The atmosphere was sad
But the clown was not around...


©sim
Tho this is a fiction write, I do not like clowns!
Aug 2017 · 359
Bloom In The Rain
Seema Aug 2017
Brim me to the top
So I can take a view
Now don't you stop
I honestly need you

From the dirt road
To the barkers gate
You carry a great load
Hurry now, we are already late

Fresh bakes and cakes
And many more pies
So delicious, it kept me awake
To shuush the hungry flies

I am my mom's little ridding hood
Delivering bakes everyday
Going home, as day was good
In my cart, on my way

I'll pick fresh white flowers
For it makes my mum glow bright
She works for hours
When I am sleep at night

I love her immensely
For she is my world
I bore her intentionally
Whenever I get called

Her grace is like no other
Like a bloom in the rain
I do not have a father
But I am well versed with her pain...


©sim
Aug 2017 · 951
Misjudged Love
Seema Aug 2017
She was the last
The last one
To be ripped apart

No mercy was shown
Just flames of fury
Not even by her own
None made a query

Love was all she did
She did love him
But all got rid

Not of the same caste
They misjudged the danger
Their love didn't last
She became a stranger

Lack of family support
Support was none
For them, no one fought

Materialistic thought
Fake religious pride
Their love was caught
And soon they died...


©sim
I know I know I am a little carried away with fiction :)
Aug 2017 · 410
Failed Projects!!
Seema Aug 2017
The thorns are dead, tangled on the fence. The flowers have wilted, above my head. The nature seems tensed with unexplained guilts. What has been planned? In the womb of this earth. Growing slowly, yet unseen. The impact shows on the surface. Such a fool we've been!! Drought, quakes and many forces, unstoppable winds and storm, that **** in and gulp the ships. We listen to deaf bosses, who talk about nature as cheap. They really groan and nigh like horses, wagging their tails on money. Yet nod their head off on many, who seek to retain nature to benefit our coming future. But their hunger of money grows and they come with failed projects!! When mother nature throws her tantrums, that's when, men starts to observe and object. Hence, controlling the failures and making awareness to protect and preserve
Our greenery, our nature, our earth that we deserve...



©sim
Climate change, a big issue!
Aug 2017 · 263
Stay Calm
Seema Aug 2017
I will lean
But I will not fall
I will listen
But I will not call
I will speak
But I will not seek
I will observe
But I will not peek
Salvage my mind
Or
Prove me wrong
But I will not fight
I will not plunge into an unknown battle
I rather sit back and watch
For, on this ground, I hear bones rattle
Keep lying with your feeble smile
I know your cunning tricks
Just wait for a little while
Till they remove those plastered bricks
I will utter
But I will not shout
You will know why, soon
Coz, fingerprints are everywhere!


©sim
Aug 2017 · 265
Liar
Seema Aug 2017
For I will, also tell the tale of a liar
Sapping my energy
Then putting himself on fire

A liar he was, a dark angel in disguise
Playing with my heart
Then spitting beautiful lies

Such a fine man, only for my eyes
Seeking my trust
Then setting up his spies

A two-faced twerp, hungry for desire
Fishing his preys
O' he was and is still a liar!


©sim
Aug 2017 · 350
Restored
Seema Aug 2017
**** me now! I feel no pain
My body is all numb
Do you hear me!

My body is ablaze
Flames reaching to my soul
Burning my internal core

The hell within has woken
Churning the voices
Welcoming the devil

The forces collide
Making my skin burn
Scaling, ripping my tendons

My eyes cries, tears of blood
I bang my head
To let it out

But it has captured me
Within its evil glade
Overpowering for me to bleed

I raise my hands for help
For the heaven to open
And charge on the demons

But the doors, disappeared
Leaving me in a pit of fire
Consuming every bit

Thy sins be forgiven
Our Lord be thy name
Restore me from evil

I wake in an ocean of bliss
Or in an illusion of stream
In my dream,

I am alive....


©sim
Slipping off my mind, took note then.
Fiction.
Aug 2017 · 283
Sky (Tanka #46)
Seema Aug 2017
Early morning walks,
Luminous clouds covering
Deserted, dim sky.
Sun peaked through cotton *****,
Flying across, a seaplane.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 268
She Was...."The Lady"
Seema Aug 2017
She was a beautiful priceless princess
So caring, kind and helpful
Her marriage life went in trouble
But she was very strong and thoughtful

She was a mother of two boys
The new heir of the queens throne
Her marriage came to an end
She started life on her own

Big controversies surrounded her
Soon she found solace in a guy
But her life was cut short by an accident
Her lovable people were left with--WHY?

She was a darling of many nations
My heart still misses her presence
In this world, a true known lady
Whose stories and life spread as essence

No other could match her simple beauty
She was just a moral figure bold shiner
A well known, supportive and loved by all
She was none other than Lady Diana...

©sim
A tribute to the late princess, Lady Diana.
Aug 2017 · 277
Cold (Tanka #45)
Seema Aug 2017
Stars light the dark sky.
Cold creeps with falling degrees.
Covered in warm quilt,
Sipping on hot, ginger tea,
Watching old classic movie.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 213
The Unnamed Gang
Seema Aug 2017
Grown, blown
The field of children
Warn, torn
The soul of mothers
Men, women
Slaughtered bitterly
Girls and boys
Then ***** easily
Missiles and tanks
Hover every corner
Blood and decay
No claim, no honor
Green grass polished
A playing field ready
Why feel so astonished?
Dead bodies lying steady
Sprayed red on field
A gruesome planned scam
None survived, all killed
By the unnamed gang!!

©sim
Inspired by the news article. The day when armed men attacked a school in Peshawar, Pakistan killing 144 people on 16 Dec 2014. This came as the global news.
Aug 2017 · 326
Annoyed
Seema Aug 2017
Slithering is the sound I hate to hear
On the ground, perhaps everywhere
At the lake, I barely walk near
Hearing the snouts, I wouldn't dare
I love the sea but too scared to be a meal
Of the razor teeth gliders, ready to ****
I've stopped picking coconuts recently
As the buzzing hard-shelled falls on me willingly
Right when I thought to pick some flowers
There came charging angry little towers
Noon is when I sit outside with my hot tea
The silent blood suckers happen to be
Out from their dark little camps
I am really fed up of these stinging vamps!


©sim
Uurrgggghhh mosquitoes
Aug 2017 · 5.2k
Kuch Acha Kiya Karo (Hindi)
Seema Aug 2017
Kya kabhi patharo ne siskiyan li hai?
Kato ne chubna chor diya?
Dil ne dhadakna;
Aur ankho ne barasna chor diya?

Kya kabhi kadi dhoop mei,
Indradhanus ko haste huwe dekha hai?
Iss duniya mei,
Insaano ko ladtey aur marte dekha hai?

Kya tumne kabhi socha hai,
Jiwan mei dukh ziyada aur khushi kam kiyu hai?
Rastey sabh seedhe nahi,
Tedhe rastein bhi manzil ke kareeb le jati hai.

Kya tumne kabhi rotey huwe buzurgh ko,
Aur besahara bacho ko dekha hai?
Apni unchi naak, neechi kar,
Dharti mata ko dhanayvad diya hai?

Nahi na! Ya sambhawna kuch toh kiya hoga.
Ya tumhare dil mein daya hi nahi.
Kya muskurana bhi bhool chuke **?
Apne nahi toh dusroh ke liye kuch kiya karo.

Zindagi ke akhari pal mei, yaad karo ge.
Ek ek din ankho ke samne daud ke jayengi,
Tabh tum yaad karte, muskhurate iss duniya se,
Hamesha ke liye alvida kahe jaoge...



©sim
TRANSLATED

*Do Something Good*
Do the rocks ever sob?
Or the thorns stopped to *****,
The heart left it's beat ;
And these eyes forgot to rain.

Has there ever, in a bright sun,
The rainbow came out smiling?
In this world,
Have you seen people fighting and dying?

Have you ever thought,
In life, why there is more sadness then happiness?
Not all roads are straight,
Crooked roads also lead you to your destination.

Have you ever seen an old man cry,
Or seen unassissted special kids?
Have you ever bowed your head,
To thank this mother earth?

No, isn't it! Or say may have done some.
Or is your heart dead on remorse.
Have you also forgotten to smile?
If not for you, atleast do for others.

In the last hours of life, you will remember.
Each day would run off infront of your eyes,
Then remembering and smiling, from this life,
Forever you'll wave goodbyes...

#unrhymed
©sim
Aug 2017 · 343
Lay Me Down
Seema Aug 2017
If I get shot by them-
And you run away
Please come back for me-
I would be dead by then
So do pick me up
And lay me down-
In the depths of the earth
Where I've been shot
By my very own-
Bury me deep with flowers
And some scented seeds
So when the rain showers
These seeds would grow
Bestowing my fragrance
In the blooming gems-  
Decorating my grave
Just admire them-
Ask me if you do need them-
So my thorns shall not ***** you
Don't ****** and make me bleed
Atleast respect my love for you...


©sim
Fictional write.
Aug 2017 · 292
Ego And Arrogance
Seema Aug 2017
I've already been to those cliffs
Which he mentioned earlier
After all my cries and sniffs
I managed to break through the barrier
*
     The limits that are bounded within
     My self restrictions of moving onward
     The ugly scars and my torn skin
     Has eventually led me forward

     One step at a time, reaching to the peak
     Wild winds pushing me from side to side
     As I search for the answers that I seek
     Where in my head is there a place to hide

     Thinking over my past and present thoughts
     Of my importance in his life for once
     A feeling of regret and self pity caught
     Now I realise why he's gone for months

     My ego and arrogance standing like a wall
     Not letting my love and emotions flow
     A last gasp on the edge, before my fall
     He grabbed me suddenly with a blow...


©sim
Ego and arrogance, a silent enemy of many...tame it!
Aug 2017 · 1.6k
Village Girl
Seema Aug 2017
Surrounded by thorns
That ****** her heart
She silently mourns
For they are her part

Life is worth every moment
Be paradise or burning hell
To hear vicious torments
And cry near the deserted well

Village life is so hard
To please everyone
Another trump card
Her soul had no one

Extended families around
All sit and eat in disguise
She sits herself on the ground
And hears their usual lies

She thought she'd study more
But got married off then
Life's just to and fro
Surviving with her illiterate man...

©sim
Inspired by a documentary.
Aug 2017 · 363
Noisy (Tanka #44)
Seema Aug 2017
Chapping on the roof
Little feets running around
Rat or a gecko
Partying with their mates
Too noisy, to sleep at night

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 480
Paper Boats
Seema Aug 2017
Making little paper boats
With colourful bright page
Very light as it will float
The waterpool, its stage

Red, green, blue and white
So much fun, floating alike
Glossy paper, glows so bright
Some classy, some with spikes

I named my boat, "Thunder"
As the background was stormy
Some boats flipped under
Pictures taken by my mommy

Reading this, you might think
I am some preschool kid--really!
Don't let your hearts sink
I am an adult, you silly ;-)


©sim
Childhood memories.
Aug 2017 · 289
The Sky Is Falling
Seema Aug 2017
"Mamma!! The sky is Falling".
Hurry Mamma, The sky...! The mother heard her child's calling and wondered what is falling and why? She ran to her three year old, "Mamma, the sky is falling!" here. Quite amazed, his hands grew cold. What is falling my dear? The sky! see...now it's moving away, from over the trees towards our head. We must run, Mamma! it's coming our way and I don't want us to be dead! With a smile, she hugged him tight and kissed his cute little hands. She told him, son it's daylight and the world is not coming to an end. What you see moving, is clouds. White, dull, dark, puffy clouds. The wind makes it move. Clouds are light as feathers and change to a darker color when it gathers. My dear baby boy, sky is not falling.

"But Mamma",

"Yes, my love"
                          "will the sky EVER fall?"

©sim
Spoken words, free write.
Aug 2017 · 1.6k
When Broken...
Seema Aug 2017
A broken jar
I fixed when fell
From a far
No one can tell

A broken heart
I tried to fix
But part by part
It all got mixed

A birds feather
I tried to catch
It blew off further
In the thorn patch

A child's cry
Weakened my soul
I went close by
His leg stuck in a hole

A set of painful eyes
Watched me through
An angel in disguise
Yes, that's true

I am quite broken
But I am strong
I am not a token
Don't take me wrong

My love is in my smile
Like a tombstone on a grave
I think for a short while
Then just smile and wave...


©sim
Smile, even when you think your life is sinking.
Aug 2017 · 302
Lost Faith
Seema Aug 2017
I have forgotten all that was said
Except for the love, you shared
In my eyes, are your tears
You should know, how much I cared

Why should I complain?
When you didn't understand me
How could I make others understand?
When you left my side to be

The promises on oath, you made
In a gust of time, you broke them all
Just the good old memories stayed
You never even bothered to call

Many long years have passed by
Today we come face to face
Our love still glitters in my eyes
But it seems you've lost all faith!


©sim
Aug 2017 · 330
Dreamful Alley
Seema Aug 2017
My thoughts clog as knots
As I walk through the dark wet alley
Soon my eyes get caught
Within a dreamful valley

I pinch myself to keep awake
It's unreal to my conscious mind
I know it's all fake as I am awake
To route myself on a real find

Each step, changes the atmosphere
It's funny how it captures my feelings
From being unconscious and prone to fear
The guardian willow is unseen as I am kneeling

Now I am sure, it's a dreamland inside my head
I must have hurt myself bad to come to this extent
What was the last thing I did or read?
A gust of smoke blew off and everything just went

In my full conscious mind, I pick myself up
The alley was quite slippery coz of wet mud droll
I fell with a great bump facing above
What a dreamland? Oh, what a fool!

Soaked in muddy splashes I recall my thoughts
Creeping behind me was a cloud of dark smoke
With a walking stick and a coat with spots
It walked beside me, as we spoke...


©sim
Fictional.
Reels playing in my head.
Aug 2017 · 316
Soul Thief
Seema Aug 2017
I gave you my heart
You broke it apart
You reached for my soul
That was your ultimate goal
You threw me in the flames
To let burn, the unclaims
My captive soul cried
And over and over tried
But there was no escape
As the shroud was taped
I begged for my freedom
From his evil kingdom
But he let me burn--dead
And took my soul, instead...



©sim
Fictional
Aug 2017 · 268
Mum (Tanka #43)
Seema Aug 2017
After the days work.
Putting away, old tales,
She starts a new one.
Patting me to sleep, good night,
Mothers are so beautiful.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 304
Weather (Tanka #42)
Seema Aug 2017
It's cloudy today.
Almost like it will rain soon.
Wind and Sun cheated.
The weather has turned gloomy,
It has started to drizzle.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 288
Being Afraid
Seema Aug 2017
I'll keep my face covered
For, if it scares you
I'll hide myself in the cupboard
As my presence haunts you

You ignore me completely
As if, I am never there
And wonder aimlessly
Gazing blankly with a stare

I am you, whom you've forgotten
Your own shadow, your mystical reflection
Not a face with freckle scales or rotten
Why you, do not see? why a rejection?

You are beautiful, like a shining jade
Sparkling your surround everyday
With rare herbs you are made
Why do you not see yourself, this way?

Look down in a pool of water
See your reflection posing
Your seen self looks hotter
You are winning not losing

Don't be afraid as this syndrome will pass by
Just stay focussed and look around
You are lovely yet too shy
See, that's your shadow on the ground...


©sim
Self confidence is very important.
Aug 2017 · 477
Butterfly (Tanka #41)
Seema Aug 2017
Light as a feather
Mischievously flying low
Very colorful
Pollinate flowers and flap
Pretty butterfly wings clap

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 249
Letter (Tanka #40)
Seema Aug 2017
Crumbled on the floor,
Torn in pieces from within.
Written were, those words,
On the paper full of sin.
Flame to ashes, now it rests.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 485
Potholes (Tanka #39)
Seema Aug 2017
Slippery potholes
Muddy pool, caramal top
Hungers the swamp frogs.
Dirt road on rainy evenings,
Creatures crawl in the dim light.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 337
Kite Fight
Seema Aug 2017
Up in the air
Flies my kite
Hair like thread
Shiny and bright

More kites fly
Together with mine
All so colourful
The weather so fine

Pulling the thread
Then releasing it
Crossing my way
As more people hit

Colour filled sky
Like the stars of glory
Some small, some big
Some become sorry

Kite fight now on
Flying on heights
Cut off few threads
Now my kite fights

Up and under
Side and around
With the wind
Tops the surround

My daredevil kite
Killed almost nine
Making me the winner
With the face of a lion...

©sim
Aug 2017 · 338
Falls Of Shy
Seema Aug 2017
Giant waves, reaching to my feet
As I stand here on a rocky shore
Another great substantial meet
The sun kissing the horizons core

Spectrum of various ray reflects
Into the now vermilion calm sky
The waves splash and soon reacts
A beautiful scenery, with falls of shy

I pick a shell to hear the sea call
Whistling wind blows cross my face
As I am walking towards the sea wall
The moist sand captures my trace...

©sim
Island paradise, white sandy beaches...
Aug 2017 · 439
Sailing Away
Seema Aug 2017
Further in the calm sea
Sailing with the waves
That's where I wanna be
Snorkeling near the caves

Free from delusions
Away from parasites
Disappearing with illusions
My emotions just fights

Sitting in my small room
Feeling the sail gusts
Rowing out of this doom
In the sea of fine lust

From the broken window
I stretch out my hands
To capture the wild sea
But my desire just ends

Some locked out and away
In a depression center
Here, I normally spend my day
As soon as I enter

Patients of all kind
Recovering from depression
Some out of their mind
It has now become my passion

In and out of voluntary shifts
A bit tedious place to be
But soon my role just fits
When I see the calm sea...


©sim
Fiction write.
Aug 2017 · 220
Awakened
Seema Aug 2017
My (your) mind is wondering
My (your) body in abyss, lost
My (your) heart is pondering
My (your) soul is at worst

The doors that lead to my (your) mind
Is shadowed by the intensive darkness
It hardly flicks or winks to subject
That guards this (your) wrentched heart

Like a caged bird, my (your) soul cries
For freedom on every beat count
But my (your) body is weak to fight
Thus, the demons within me (you) haunt

My (your) body is withered, all bones
My (your) mind is overtaken
My (your) soul stopped glowing
I am (you're) finally, awakened!

©sim
Aug 2017 · 223
Words To Please
Seema Aug 2017
A word, written to please
With a black charcoal ink
Scribbles on paper, erase
Drops of tears sink in

With a black charcoal ink
Sketches of your beautiful mind
Drops of tears sink in
As your shadow lingers from behind

Sketches of your beautiful mind
Scribbles on paper, erase
As your shadow lingers from behind
A word, written to please...

©sim
Hope you see the repetitive flow.
Aug 2017 · 430
Dog (Tanka #38)
Seema Aug 2017
My dog's called Whiskey
He's active and fresky
His other names are,
Pup, Beta, Shona and Boo
He's my little Winni Pooh.

©sim
I have 5 dogs. Whiskey is the eldest shorty. I love my 5 babies too much.
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 404
Coffee (Tanka #37)
Seema Aug 2017
Rustling leaves on trees,
Bulbul chirps near my window
Cool breeze greets my mood
A soothing background music,
And a cup of red coffee.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 226
Wounded (Tanka #36)
Seema Aug 2017
After six long years
You've come to see me, why?
Unstoppable tears
Pouring out unsaid feelings
Only my wounded soul hears

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 138
I Feel It Is You...
Seema Aug 2017

When the slow sound of footsteps
Rings in my ears,
I feel it is you...
*
When a portrayal of a wavering shadow
Is cast upon the walls,
I feel it is you...

When the flowers softly shines
In the colourful gardens,
I feel it is you...

When the intoxicated fragrance from the blooms
Sways in the wind,
I feel it is you...

When the stars ignite bright in the night
Perfectly swerves the rivulets,
I feel it is you...

When the moon finally shines slyly
On the other side of my bed,
I feel it is you...

                          Just you... :)

©sim
Aug 2017 · 345
Mist (Tanka #35)
Seema Aug 2017
The street light flickers
Every night at around 3am
I seem to wake up
Around the same time daily
To witness the dense mist crawl

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 754
Glacier (Tanka #34)
Seema Aug 2017
Early morning mist
A bulky mass in the sea
Sparkles like a gem
Unbelievable vision
A glacier drifts in slowly

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 426
Roars (Tanka #33)
Seema Aug 2017
Roaring with anger
Thunder sound is deafening
Flashings in the sky
Lightening struck a huge tree
Blaze of fire, setup free

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 1.2k
Repair (Tanka #32)
Seema Aug 2017
Yellow leaves scattered,
under the star apple tree.
Birds picking on twigs,
To repair the damage nest
On another small fruit tree.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 498
Spiders (Tanka #31)
Seema Aug 2017
Web spun in my house
Invisible threads surround
Thou not so harmful
I hate to see them around
Silently creeps on the walls

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Aug 2017 · 322
A Little Boys Journey
Seema Aug 2017
Thin as a stick
A child so brave
Piles up bricks
For food he craves

***** torn t-shirt
With a quarter pants
He seems quite hurt
As he plays with ants

He works to feed
With what he earns
Little boy weeds
In the sun, he burns

With face turned red
He strives his best
Lives in a strawshed
He hardly has his rest

At the age of ten
His family got killed
Ever since then
His never been healed

Now, his sixteen
Well built and tall
A learner so keen
He's learnt it all

Time flew with work
Night spent on study
Ears closed on mock
He was almost ready

Ambitious and smart
Graduated in toppers list
Now his real life starts
On a good salary, he sits...


©sim
Aug 2017 · 384
Mystical Bird
Seema Aug 2017
Walking past a lonely rivulet
I heard someone call
Upon the swerving sceneries
It became louder near the fall

I paced up to find out
What could it possibly be?
I nearly fell for the shout
But there was no one except me

As I turned to go, I heard it again
My eyes searching desperately
For that one repeated call
And was stunned unexpectedly

A beautiful bird, so enchanting
On a branch, looking quite mystical
Chirping loudly "I need you"
I was taken back by whimsical

Clear as a human pitch noise
Each call sounded "I need you"
It was just a birds voice
I need you, I need you...


©sim
Aug 2017 · 263
Blue
Seema Aug 2017
I'm dying inside,
As you're suffering in pain;
For you have no clue -
How much I love you darling,
Wish your day is bright then blue.

I deserve; this pain,
For it's nothing compared to;
What I've given you,
I will love you forever,
If only my love, you knew.


©sim
Somonka is two tankas wrapped up in one. Basically written by two or single writer(s). A Japanese verse. The syllables count of 5-7-5-7-7-5-7-5-7-7
Aug 2017 · 321
Death, Unplanned!
Seema Aug 2017
I was suffocating in my grave
So I sat up on my tombstone
All others seemed to be sleeping
Only I was sitting all alone

A soulless spirit of a dead
Is what I have become
After meeting with my death
I became useless and numb

My body lay covered in blood
And went unnoticed for hours
Till then rigormortis started
Wilting like the fallen flowers

I was stabbed multiple times
Before being thrown in the drain
Robbers snatched everything
And left me dead in the rain

It surely was not my death call,
To die early than my actual time
Now I dwell in this spirit form
Remembering the hideous crime...


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Aug 2017 · 529
Chocolate Mousse
Seema Aug 2017
I've made my darling
A chocolate mousse
Fluffy and creamy
Melts in the mouth
Thick, yet light
The taste is ravishing
Once you'd try it
You'd never wanna stop
Wipped with cream top
Little melts on the sides
The house smells so sweet
As the baking of two was on
Mouth-watering delicacy
I've prepared after so long
Top sitting a strawberry
With the blushing redness
Oh, berry you'd be sorry
As you'd be eaten soon
It's tea time already
So a very good afternoon all...

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