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Jul 2017 · 587
Compatible
Seema Jul 2017
The wind blew the hair off her face, revealing the naked scars. She quickly undid her hair, so to hide from the walking stars. The beauty of her character was unmatched with anyone. Yet, she kept silent and always on a quick run. But today was different, something she never imagined or thought. She had a longtime admirer, a guy...a rich guy, very simple. Humble yet stubborn, smart looks with a dimple. He knew about the scars on her face, he knew about her silent treat, he knew about her beautiful heart. For he longed for her beautiful soul in his lonely life. So he proposed her this day, to be his one and only wife. She was nervous and tried to hide her face but he kissed on her scars as her tears began to race. Good days also come by, to angels with scars, broken wings and scaled skins. For some souls are way too worthy, that their world spins. Late, but that someone comes by with a compatible heart,
and becomes your lifes most important part...


©sim
Fiction
Jul 2017 · 229
Just Tagged You
Seema Jul 2017
I have lost my trust in you
Coz I have seen you flirt
Mostly, with the females I know

I warned you, so many times
But seems, it's ok with you

Today, I am walking out
And I know it won't matter
As you are occupied by many

We will meet, often thou
But only as strangers, you know

It's alright to halt on this now
Later would have been hard
To even breath without you

I hope you will read my post
In which I have tagged you...


©sim
Jul 2017 · 372
Engulfed In Darkness
Seema Jul 2017
I shine no more
As darkness surrounds me
Engulfing my radiant from within
Ruling all over me

I used to sparkle
Like a unique crown jewel
But it turned out unlucky
So I threw the jewel

Now I am shattered
Broken all over again
My eyes drolling with tears
Bearing countless pain again

My mind is numb
My feelings, has become a joke
I know the laughter from behind
Yes, this life is also a joke

My pillow would understand
The silent cries at night
When it's the only friend
I have, close to hug in the night

I know, my story is not unique
Like others have judged before
But this darkness wouldn't fade either
I've tried losing it before...


©sim
Jul 2017 · 191
Second Chance
Seema Jul 2017
Burn slowly O' flame of love
Fragile-as-glass dreams may melt
Think carefully before you light the fire
Coz once before, you've been burnt

What has to happen will happen
Like the sky can not bend
In the light warmth of your body
All my life, I wish to spend

In your eyes I've seen the dreams
That you have weaved all this while
In my eyes are the splinters,
Of dreams which ***** and pile

Given a second chance to love
Else it's all darkness and haunting fears
Like the mendicants eyes brim to burst
To drink their own perennial tears...


©sim
Jul 2017 · 285
Sunset Of Lust
Seema Jul 2017
Burn me alive
I am your lust
But I will survive
Do so, if you must

I know your thoughts
Your mind and heart
You're caught in my knots
I am your integral part

Cause yourself pain
And try to overcome me
You'd be pronounced insane
I am your only key

Maybe not yet
As you are fighting me
You've placed a bet
Lost in the deep sea

I am flammable
You infuse me with filth
That's how I am capable
Do you realize your guilt

Your love perished without hope
So you welcomed me unknowingly
Now you can't cope
With my lustrous thirst seemingly

The pills decorate well
On your dresser I've noticed
Look in the mirror and tell
Have you killed your fetuses?

Living in a dark room
Regretting my call
Just like you're sitting on your tomb
See now your tears fall

You've made me weak
Dehydrated me with my own agony
I see the lights peek
Outside seems very sunny

I think I'll just go to my darkest corner
As I see you smiling often
You've done yourself a great honor
Your heart has softened

A sunset to lust and sunrise to love
But I'll be peeping from my rest
Breath free and look above
You've passed this test...

©sim
Jul 2017 · 239
Dearly Missed
Seema Jul 2017
Burnt to ashes
The lifeless body
Memory flashes
Of that somebody
Gone off this world
Left us behind
Answered his call
A great mankind
His love treasured
By one and all
He always assured
Success after fall
A mentor for me
He was my teacher
Knowledge a key
At times a preacher
He'd be missed
Dearly by all
His cheeks, I kissed
Before his final call
Rest in peace
My dear grandpa
Oneday I'll reach
The land so far...

©sim
I wrote this in the memory of my grandpa, who passed away in 2015. Hope his soul is at peace.
Jul 2017 · 363
Come Out
Seema Jul 2017
Don't lay dead
Else, you'll miss the stars
Be crazy and mad
Let your mind wonder to mars
Far, so far that you forget your sadness
Let the sun peep through your scars
From all the manic and loneliness
Just forget how everything was
For once, come out of that shell,
That shades you, with your past
Brim up from that loath well
Coz nothing in this world lasts...


©sim
Jul 2017 · 948
Pinned With Pain
Seema Jul 2017
Lean not on to me
O' dear one
I am weary and old
All day in the sun

Standing, bearing
The heat and rain
Abused and vandalized
Pinned with pain

My branches shade
To one and all
Now too old to stand
I am ready to fall

No leaves, no greenery
Only dead branches stand
Birds just pass by
As I am stuck on this land

An woodcutter showed
No mercy today
Chopped off all branches
And took all my pieces away

Now I am just rooted
Like an ugly dying pole
Wishing for a great storm
To release my tortured soul...

©sim
Respect the nature, respect our trees, if they ain't around, there will be no breeze. Don't just kick on a dying tree to make it fall...look carefully, it may just be alive like our grandparents.
Jul 2017 · 285
Bitterness (Tanka #12)
Seema Jul 2017
Forgive the dare wrath
Of my ruthless boneless tongue
It spits ugly words
Only to the heartless fool
Staring from the vague mirror



©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Jul 2017 · 150
Candle (Tanka #11)
Seema Jul 2017
It fades the darkness
With magnificent gem flares
Standing through the night
Burning with a longing hope
A red stain scented candle



©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Jul 2017 · 511
Homicidal (Tanka #10)
Seema Jul 2017
The scorching weather,
weighs greatly on the hanging
scarecrow like figures,
in the corn fields of the King,
where laws are homicidal.


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Jul 2017 · 545
Counting My Beats
Seema Jul 2017
I envy for that, forever sleep
That comes up naturally
From which I wish, I do not wake
In which I lose myself totally
So deeply drowned
Even a thought can not reach
My brain a frozen vacuum
Nothing to it, you can teach
But these eyes do not sleep
The doors to my brain,
Are always active and awake
Only to watch these eyes rain
The aches and pain soothes
My delicate, withered body
A touch brings me shivers
But with me, there is nobody
I crave for that everlasting love
That oneday I'd be an apple
In the eyes of somebody
But it seems it's too late
To takecare of my own body
Weak and paralyzed
Covered in shroud like sheets
I hear the whispers of death
Far beyond,
...............counting on my beats!


©sim
Jul 2017 · 379
Love Is Supreme
Seema Jul 2017
Permit, what my heart desires to say
In shadows of my eyelashes, it invites you to stay
Grant me a favour, O' prince of my realm
It's your love, I only wish to claim
In love I've fallen with you
The feelings embrace me, like I never knew
You taught me to laugh and smile again
And listened to all my past and pain
Don't grieve for my tears that flow
Let me drown in this love real slow
Complete my life or destroy this dream
Love is all I know, coz love is supreme
If death hugs me, even then the blessings we'll employ
The ashes will fly with a loud cry of joy
This love's agony - please let me bear!
I wish not to leave, I would never ever dare
Coz, in love I've fallen with you my dear
A broken dream, is all that I fear...

©sim
Jul 2017 · 143
Tragedy Queen
Seema Jul 2017
My vision got caught
By the glimmering sunset
So many, yet, just one thought
Ignited fire, within my chest
Truth is all, I honestly seek
Lay on sand, listening quietly
As thou the waves would speak
The soothing words politely
Clasped my hands over my face
To stop the emotional rain
Hoping my shadow would cast a trace
But it was only me and my forever pain
Silent questions explode in my mind
Why!! O' just why you promised
The words that are fake and unkind
I know I will never be missed
Every new story you cast
You drag me in as your tragedy queen
Reels fill in too fast
Then,
I am left shattered
                           while you grin at your win...

©sim
Jul 2017 · 251
Pens Ink
Seema Jul 2017
On a dark moonless night
As I sat with a pen in my hand
Thinking back on those words
I am alive, thanks for thy prayers
I couldn't have just died that moment
Coz I promised my soul
That, till I breath
Never shall I change what I've gained
Good and bad people pollute this world
No one's road is ever straight
Standing in front of a mirrior each day
Looking at my face
It's just a matter of two steps
And a need of four shoulders
Hope this pens ink doesn't stop
Else this write could be a disaster
Without usage of right words of gold....


©sim
**Kalam Ki Sihaai**
Raat andheri, chupa tha chaand
Baithi mein kalam liye
Sochti haar woh ek baat
Zinda hoon aapki duaon se
Pal pal mar yuhi nahi sakti
Apne rooh se kiya ek wada
Jab talak saasein chale
Badal na dena apni ye hasti
Ache, bure log bhare hain duniya mein
Kisi ka raasta seedha nahi hota
Khadi ayine ke samne roz,
Apna chahera yuhi nihaarti,
Do kadam ki baath hai
Aur chaar kandhe ki zarurat
Is kalam ki sihaai ruk na jaaye
Aafat ** jayegi,
Lutane mei labzo ki daulat...

©sim
Jul 2017 · 218
Little Hands (Tanka #9)
Seema Jul 2017
An empty broken
cup, swaying in two little
hands, of this poor child,
who sits on the aisle of a
dirt road, near the queens highway.


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Jul 2017 · 198
Grave (Tanka #8)
Seema Jul 2017
Solid bricks stand to
guard an empty open grave,
in an old graveyard.
What lay beneath?, what we seek?
One, can only imagine!


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Jul 2017 · 263
Waited 'n' Waiting
Seema Jul 2017
When you see, the lamps being lit
Along the paths, on a moonless night
And the dusk decends, for the stars to shine
That's when my darkness will fade, with your light
I never condoned our love, neither did I forget
In the bliss time of this long lone journey
I've swept lanes of eyelids,
Remembering all the time we've spent
From where we started our journey together
Where we met for the very first time,
On the banks of that river, under the raintree
Which you used to climb
There, in the silence ,we met daily everyday
To drown in our eternal love, under the open sky
Where the stars would bloom bright all the way
Yet,
Another night has just past, waiting,
In my ribbed casket, here I lay
Now all bones, left in this deep dense place
By your very own, while you went away
No one has ever come to track or trace
People say, I am good as dead anyway...


©sim
Fiction
Jul 2017 · 109
In Despair
Seema Jul 2017
Tear me down
Or splash a glass of water
A paper, I am
Soaked in ink
Of her own blood
Crumble or put me in the shredder
I am just a piece of paper
Holding her heart
Getting blamed in despair
Now in silence
As you hold onto me
To read the engravings
Slowly I feel
Your brimmed tear spurts
Sinking me down
Deeply!



©sim
Fiction
Jul 2017 · 399
Dummy Wink
Seema Jul 2017
Stopped by an old town
To fuel up my car
Surrounded by cane fields
A figure stared from far

Almost at nightfall
Passing by the wrenched dummy
A sudden chill up my spine
Gave grumbles in my tummy

No ones around
The shack looked deserted
The figure lifted its head
But fell, as if beheaded

I screamed with a cracking voice
And sped up my car quickly
My car drove back to the same spot
Going in rounds basically

This went on till the break of dawn
While the figure gave me a meek smile
A pair of rolled up eyes
Looked through me, from a quite mile

A wink from the torn eyes
That's all I can recall
Ripped clothes, nailed to a post
Certainly it was a drastic call

People say, it's a haunted shack
Never travel alone at night
The dummy would get you
And you'll lose your sight...


©sim
Fiction
Jul 2017 · 232
Lost Loner
Seema Jul 2017
Tired eyes, flutter
In a dark corner
What could be better?
Then a lost loner
Why would it matter?
To anyone, my absence
As eyes get wetter
In troubled essence.
A step ahead,
dunes of ashes
A step back,
Hands from hell, clashes.
Fireballs from the sky,
Rain to *****
I question my existence
But evil plays its trick
This is when I shatter
Alone in a dark room
While the voices chatter
Calling me, to my doom...


©sim
Jul 2017 · 368
Innocent Soul
Seema Jul 2017
She sat, head down in her rags
Probably waiting for a meal
The deep silence in her eyes
Gave me the strangest feel
Not a beggar but a homeless,
A young kid, so innocent
Life miserable and in a mess
On the streets, her days were spent
So delicate, like a blooming rose
Her emerald eyes follows me around
She rushes to glimpse, then goes
And sits head down on the ground
As I reached to hold her hand
She moved her hands away
I felt her pain dig deep in my soul
So I left, to go the other way
Astonished, to feel her little hands,
Grasps my legs, tightly
Holding onto me and crying,
As I brushed her face slightly
I smiled at her cold face
And she hugged me again
Now she stays with me, at my place
Recovering from her past pain...


©sim
Partly Fiction
Jul 2017 · 339
No One's Perfect
Seema Jul 2017
Crumbled like paper
My heart still beats
You stepped all over
Yet, with care it treats
Laughed and humiliated
Infront of your friends
My smile quickly vanished
As you shrugged off my hands
I ran towards the lake
Where we, very first met
And sat there for hours
Till the sun began to set
A gust of showers,
Started to pour
My tears blended within
As my heart once again tore
The rain provided a comfort
To sooth the bruises off my heart
But my mind flashed visions
Which kept breaking me apart
A final breath, to let everything go
And pull myself together in line
Shyts do happen, no one's perfect
It's his loss, not mine!!!

©sim
Fiction
Jul 2017 · 316
Failed Experiments
Seema Jul 2017
Leaning by the window
I saw a cold figure spying
Shadowed by the darkness
Then I heard someone crying

Banned to the public,
This place was quarantined
Many lives lost mysteriously
But it looked well maintained

Wandering towards the direction
Of the awful cry, that I heard
I expected, a lost child around
So counted my paces and went ahead

A church bell rang from a distance
Not quite far from a wretched mansion
What's happening, my minds confused
Grasping high on my tension

A bright day, yet the darkness creeps
From the old mansions near the creek
Alone, I am...lost to trace
My body seems exhausted and weak

I stumbled over something
And caught myself sitting on the ground
Alas...I saw skulls and bones
Scattered all over and around

The brightness dimmed
And the gloominess filled the sky
Sitting with a blank mind
Letting the time fly

Upon darkness, I lay on the ground
Submerged with the earthly elements
Engraved on a stone, my name appeared
With few bones hung like ornaments

Certainly, I am far from home
For how long, I've been here?
I don't know the number of days
But it seems more than a year

Dead...I am, yet another failed experiment
Lost count over the years
For my body is no longer in existence
My tortured soul dwells in fears...


©sim
Fiction
Jul 2017 · 257
Don't Cry
Seema Jul 2017
Hush...my baby
Don't you cry
I know you're wet
Let me put you in dry
Daddy's gone
Mommy's here
You are my lucky born
Don't you ever fear
Daddy's on a peace mission
Away from you, my dear
But he promised to be back
At the end of this year
Hush...my baby
Don't you cry
Hush...
Hush...


©sim
Fiction
Jul 2017 · 293
Mocking Angel
Seema Jul 2017
I would like, you to know
That you were my devotion
And if I die, my soul will wonder
In a wait for your anticipation
I am sick of everything around
White lies, dark lies, all lies surround
A fool, I was believing in you
Surly you've left me to drown
One truth, an honest word
You never attempted to plead
Just stood there in the dark
Watching my wings tear and bleed
I went, out of my way to guide you,
On your righteous path each day
In a battle, I fought for you
But that win, you took it away
Now, I am a damaged angel
Mocking myself for goodness sake
Innocent man, gain easy trust
Then turnout to be fake!



©sim
Fiction
Jul 2017 · 217
Portrait
Seema Jul 2017
Paint me red
Or paint me black
Over my face
And around my neck
Make me look ugly
On the worn canvas
Tint my eyes
Scribble my lips
Show your hatred
Show your anger
Spill those lies
Until you can't recognise
The painted portrait
Of me,
my love...

©sim
Jul 2017 · 268
To Flourish Again
Seema Jul 2017
The branches are weak
Weak to bear fresh leaves
Leaves that cloth a tree
Tree that gives us air
Air, that we breath in
In within, that satisfies our soul
Soul, that has been ruptured
Ruptured by the fake love
Love, a pure element
Element that blends in nature
Nature absorbs the pain
Pain, that washes away in the rain
Rain gives us life, a second chance
Chance to flourish and to live again...

©sim
Loop style
Jul 2017 · 288
Framed
Seema Jul 2017
Sitting, curved down
with my legs folded.
Dark cold, in ragged gown,
I've been scolded.

Hatred poised the innocent flower,
wilted the bud before bloom.
Eluded from its growing power,
and vased me in this dark room.

Several days without water and food,
the flower froze as in a frame.
Bonney structure lay as good,
player was done with his game.

No ashes sprinkled in my name,
No final words uttered in grace,
No one even came to claim,
And thus, closed went my case.

But I am, still not free,
from this bound of hope.
My spirit, searching for those three,
who later tied me up with a rope.

My spirit would not rest,
till all three are dead the same way.
Making them feel at their best,
I'll make sure, they all pay...



©sim
Fiction
Jul 2017 · 645
On The Other Side
Seema Jul 2017
If you rock me down from a mile,
I'll still be smiling like a crazy fool
It might hurt me for a while
Coz I am not made of sheep wool

The hatred you flare from your gaze
Shows your inner most reflection
The invisible flames that blaze
Has burnt all my forward affection

There,
Chuckles a voice, only eyes could read
From behind the screen
Someone has planted a poisonous seed

I can feel the evil smiky grin, hissing
And your eyes fixed reading the fake
I purely feel your emotions, missing
For you've been long awake

The delicious words spoken in tongues
Seems,
More like a ******, pretending to be God
The enmity loads darkness in tonnes
And slithers you, with a lizard tongue sword

I've never seen you in such a state
It's now visible whose behind it all
You're just one of its bait
It's just fishing, from the otherside of the wall

The attraction is quite magnetic
As the devil now, sounds more like God
Making lives his slaves as pathetic
It doesn't seem, like it's bored...



©sim
Jul 2017 · 330
Once Upon A Time...
Seema Jul 2017
She bathe her hands in his blood
By ripping anothers chest apart
A gigantic uproar of pain collided
Then with her claws, she crushed its heart

Rain poured, as a glory to cleanse,
Her blood stained hands and face
She noticed a tattoo on her lovers palm
It read her name,"Grace"

Once upon a time, there lived a beast
And an arrogant, dark beastest
He fell in love, only to find
His love was the sweetest

In the dark, unknown figures
Crouched out to hunt her dead
She thought it might be a revenger
As she flung her sword over his head

It was too late to even recognize,
Who it was, but a beast in love
Came to protect her life in the dark
Within the shadow casts from above

Torn apart, tears of regret
Shattered, recalling the tattooed mark
She mocked herself repeatedly
Soon an arrow flew from the dark

Shot from the back, piercing her heart
She cried in pain and fell to the ground
Beside her beast, she lay face down
Several rebellions came to surround

Once upon a time, there lived a beast
And his love, of another race
Bound by death, their soul now rests
Together at one beautiful place...


©sim
Jul 2017 · 207
Last Rose
Seema Jul 2017
I stopped to watch,
The gaze of sunset upon his face
As a drop of rain,
Sparkled and rolled down his cheeks
Like a tiny waterfall,
Ledged to spill, the tears to let go
What was once so dear,
Kept in so close
Left him broken
As he laid the last rose
On her grave...

©sim
Jul 2017 · 364
Mother's Love
Seema Jul 2017
He raised high, like a star
Into the bleak sky
Full of dreams, yet so far
Where the armed angel lie
A drop of rain fell that very moment
Right into the heart of the earth
More drops followed, only to torment
The one, to whom I gave birth
My child, my grave maybe deep
But my love for you is deeper
I have been put to sleep
Yet, I'll always be your well-wisher
I am your mother, afterall dear
You may forget me, but how can I?
Your million dollar earn per year
Has parted you from me, why?
Call me, when you in need, my brave
I'll always watch over you, my child
Remove the weeds from my grave
As my existence, has vanished in the wild
When you breakdown, and yearn for my love
Remember to watch the same sky
Flying high, I'll be the white dove
Because a mother's love, is not a lie...

©sim
Jul 2017 · 640
Lyrical Healing
Seema Jul 2017
Lyric pours in my ears
Like that of sirens enchanting song
Swaying with the rhythm, with happy tears
Flipping pages, with folded bookmarks torn
Thinking back, from where I've come
Memory blurs as my sight grows weak
Random expressions build as crumb
Ripped pages, which once filled with heartbreak
Music flows down my soul
And strikes few strings of a chord
Don't be cold as a lump of burnt coal
Kick back the past and move forward
Rain has flourished and cleansed the spurts
The marks left by those that hurt
Tried but tired of their evil guts
Yet, they still try to fix and flirt
The vibes has enlightened my spirit
And dragged me in the surveil light
I smiled once more,
Knowing my path is set alright!

©sim
Jul 2017 · 244
Melts My Heart
Seema Jul 2017
Like the scent of fresh jasmine
A feeling flows within me
It's evident in my dreamy eyes
Remove your mask and see
With bright smiles, I hear giggles
A butterfly feel, that of a tingle
You probably guessing my status
Yes, I definitely am single
My straight hair, springs with curls
I am happy as before I was sad
Nature has blessed me with prosperity
I almost forgot what all I had
Love is what flows within me
Not that of any particular reason
It's rain that melts my heart
Alone in this lovely season...

©sim
Jul 2017 · 284
Two Sides
Seema Jul 2017
A blown candle
Still ignites
A tangled mind
Strives to fights
The darkness within
And that of sight
Lingers to consume
Using my plight
I breath to sustain
To have conscious mind
Stumbling in the dark
Even myself, I can't find
Bumped and knocked
But no one came
I kept moving
As if a player in a game
Eyes wide, vision blind
Locating the matches
Fiddling around here
Searched all over
While diverting my fear
The little smoke of the candle
Lifted my dying hope
I know now how to handle
I've learnt how to cope
My hands picked up a packet
That of, what I thought
I lit the candle once more
To see what I am not...

©sim
Jul 2017 · 366
Bloating
Seema Jul 2017
Under this whimsical sky
Leaning at the feet of a huge tree
With my pen ready to scribble
The words that needs to be,
Written!
The bloating thoughts that eat
My soul like a parasite
Has spread to my physical being
Hoping for a peak of light
But the cure has suppressed
Unfortunately!
I know I am not alone in this
This epidemic has spread wide
A countless antidote taken to ease
Leaving the waves kiss the shore
Without a high tide
Timelessly!
Fighting the demons that has infested
Inside my heart and mind
Burning their tails and horns to ignite
The very light, that I am to find
Hopefully!
I'll fade like ashes oneday
Blown bits of me in the atmosphere
Learning about me someday
You'd wish I was still here
Repentance!


©sim
Fiction
Jun 2017 · 317
Eons Of Sorrow
Seema Jun 2017
The night is slowly drowning me, in the sorrows of past
What reason, what religion, what was their cast?
Bullets echo in my ears, painting a horrific vision
Troops so many, assigned on such a deadly mission
Screams and cries, fell on deaf and dead ears
Blown in terror, civilians, hiding with grieving fears
The spirits of war lords have risen from their tomb
Once again to destroy and ****** a mother's womb
Innocent lives matter of that of any living being
But who knew, only lame bodies would be laid and seen
I switch the channels for something better everyday
Yet, the war cries echo in my ears in such a way
As if the pain of the victims, flows down to sink
In the bloodstreams of those that can link
The loss of their beloved ones, families and friends
All ties broken, with one shot and thus life ends
We are the victims, we are the war lords!
Some **** by powerful weapons, some with just words
I hope the humanity by grace rises and ignites,
Every living soul, like glowing stars, on moonless nights...

©sim
Jun 2017 · 338
Thor Strikes (Tanka #7)
Seema Jun 2017
The cries of nature
Has burst the roaring skies
Rumble and tumble
Thors hammer spikes and strikes, spark
Jolts over a dead forest



©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Jun 2017 · 198
L
Seema Jun 2017
L
Living lone lost
Love looted life
Last limed lust
Limitless level loitered
Later lifted little
Laid lifeless low
Like left leaving
Liberace leader Lucifer
Lit last light

©sim
A bored write.
Jun 2017 · 229
Fantasy
Seema Jun 2017
The echoes, reunites shattered realms
Which was ingraved, many years back
Famous for it's soulful infrastructure
Nothing did the place ever lack

Wind brushes away eons of dirt
Rain cleanses the pillars to shine
Vines flourish with glorious flowers
This fantasy is growing in my mind...

Golden sun, beams its rays over the meadows
Where sleeps many bodies from the past
There in the corner, stands, an ancient shrine
Which once, was worshipped by this cast

On top of a pillar, there is an encryption
Blurred with dust, it's hard to understand
Standing on the bare ground, I feel the sea,
So near, as my feet feels the moist sand

I am on the opposite side of the shrine
Admiring the masterpiece of such kind
Wondering why no trace of humans around
This fantasy is growing in my mind...

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Jun 2017 · 339
I Know You
Seema Jun 2017
You are the moon, in my dark sky
The enchanting fragrance of the blooming petals
Your pretty eyes never lie
I've seen you fight many internal battles
Rising like a victorious sun
Hooving away the pinnacle pains
You are always on a path to run
While I feel your tears when it rains
I know...who are you,
I know...who am I

You are the mystical dew,
And I am,
                  the clear blue sky...

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Jun 2017 · 716
Pin Drop Silence
Seema Jun 2017
I don't know, how many heartbeats are left in this body. But I can assure you, that my time is quite near. Near to the gates of freedom from this sinful body. I admire, the ticks on the old wall clock. It gradually reminds me of my choking last breaths. The treasure chest in my heart weighs heavy with sorrows. The key resides in my mind, where the memories churn. My eyes stare wide at the pillars and the high ceilings. The energy to raise my hand has drained to the point, where I can't even get up. Blurred vision and twinkling micro lights fly whenever I blink to see, to see what I've missed more. To see that one peace that my soul craved for. To see you, being successful. Sometimes, I hold onto my breath...to get the feelings of death. But then, I am suddenly perched with enormous pain, like a million needles stamped over my chest.
A pin drop silence, then a siren sheering sound bust in my ears. And this, my dear I believe is a tour of hell.
It's just a bad fate, I carry with me, and this will leave me only.
Only, on the day,
I leave this needless body, for good
And all the pain, the sufferings, the sounds shall stop
...
A pin drop silence



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Jun 2017 · 155
Visibility
Seema Jun 2017
Shinning in the ocean of woollen puffs
Surrounded by sparkles of zillion stones
One of its kind, that travels around
It's the moon, that fades the darkness alone
As I raised my head, towards the sky
No birds were chipping or flapping tonight
It was so silent except for the cricket,
That balanced the sound of this silent night
Admiring the celestial combination of nature
The mesmerizing, countless, dancing fireflies
So beautifully designed practising its culture
And here we are, drowned in material lies
The peace that shatters, on broken pieces
Over a period of time, heals outside
The gist of pain remains within
And all the feelings that we bury inside
The same story continues of love and life
Day after day and night after night
Once on the verge of giving up self
The darkness eases again with the moonlight...

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Jun 2017 · 236
Walked Away...
Seema Jun 2017
Losing an unfought battle
That seemed more like a dream
With words to belittle
And silent tears of scream

Rising again to confront
To that of anothers fate
But rumors began its hunt
And I was labelled as hate

Closed eyes to erase the scenes
That I know, doesn't exists
Yet my mind gradually spins
As I am walking through a mist

Confused and tired of life to live
I am who, people have kicked
All in all, I stood up to give
The fallen advices that I picked

How unbelievable people get
What they say, is only for a show
They spin their words and set a trap
Push you down, and hang you below

I've been there, and laughed at
Much humiliated by my own
Until I walked away and met
My true self, an unknown...


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Jun 2017 · 644
Emerge
Seema Jun 2017
She lived with her dark side
Only to believe, that one day
The light would reach her
To show her the right way

Committed with naive sins
She thought of giving up all
Same as everyday
She would let herself fall

Addicted to some new drugs
That filled her lungs with smoke
She coughed and repented
Then she started to choke

Heaven, it is, in the world of smoke
Hell is no where near, to be seen
She was losing herself in the mist
Awaiting death, to cleanse her sin

Failure was her try, to get back on her feet
As she sat there wailing her heart out
Deafness and silence seemed to grasp
But no one responded to her grieving shout

She pledged to bring a change
That would make her feel free again
         In the hope that the mist would disappear  
And relieve her from her miserable pain...


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Jun 2017 · 570
Comfortable
Seema Jun 2017
His senseless touch awakes
My dead sunken emotions
Thrilling tingle it creates
Changing my physic motions

Passionate chill, grows within
Parting lips hesitate to speak
Brain clouds my thoughts in
As my senses surrender, I feel weak

A gentle kiss on my forehead
Assuring me, all will be fine
He sensed, I may be scared
So he whispered, "you are mine"

Slowly melting down in his arms
Watching the mesmerizing sunset
Capturing the cast shadow of palms
Finally ours lips, passionately met...


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Jun 2017 · 235
The Possibilities
Seema Jun 2017
I have listened to your soul while you were yearning in the cold. About anywhere, am not even close to you but for some reason, there awaits a hope. Losen yourself from the invisible chains of evil, let go of the lamen thoughts. Feel the light piercing through your heart and gather the fallen pieces. Eliminate your unworthy memory and come forth from the start. Value your rights not by comparison or fights but lead on a positive path, full of life and compassion. Hate not the truth that unfolds before you like a chapter, face it with gratitude and other's will embrace your character. Don't run after materialistic objects or someones attention. Why slump down with regrets and hurt yourself with rejection. Life is for living and if more, than a righteous giving, to those unfortunate beings around us. We are moving trees with many branches bearing beautiful flowers and leaves. These branches and flowers depict our physical being, appearance, beauty and thoughts. Likewise, as the roots reach down the toughest, rocky soil, this is our inner visible self. This tells how much we have run deep and thought of our lifetime challenges. If our roots hit a stone while growing, that doesn't mean that life is over. The roots, hence our thoughts give us the options to re-route our lives. We are the makers of who we are from inside. The aura accumulates and the actual beauty shines, outside. Let others judge, let them dig their own graves. Just focus on the possibilities, and make them happen. Try the kindness and caring theory, am sure someone, somewhere is hoping for this miracle. This is you, this can be you if only you believe and confined in yourself. Stop thinking that you maybe cursed from birth. Help others, not just humans but every living being on our beautiful tearing apart earth.

  
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Jun 2017 · 667
Psychosis (Tanka #6)
Seema Jun 2017
Blunt blade cuts with pain
The deeper it goes in, the
more hatred, it spills.
Psychosis, plays its neat game,
deemed with a horrific cult.


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Jun 2017 · 476
Felony (Tanka #5)
Seema Jun 2017
The rage crawled upon,
Skin deep, to slither darkness.
Fumes of agony,
Burnt the shattered heart pieces.
A revengeful felony.



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