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Feb 2018 · 579
Unsolved Mysteries
Seema Feb 2018
Into the dark alley
It lures its prey
By acting dead
Laying on the sideway

Recent news alerts
Of missing people lately
But none found alive
While they disappeared secretly

No signs of blood spurts
Yet rumors spread up quickly
No signs of decap bodies
But the atmosphere turned sickly

A homunculus out in the night
Feeding on people as it's prey  
Visible in the nights shadow
While hiding from the suns ray

Or maybe a chupacabra sneaking
From those mythical histories
Creatures of the dark
Unsolved mysteries...


©sim
A Fictional write. Spilling 3am imagination.
Feb 2018 · 429
The Prey
Seema Feb 2018
So here it comes to test my faith
Changing itself again and again
A disguise like no other
But carries on itself a negative rain

Everyday, it follows me like my shadow
Even I can feel its foul breath on my neck
Whispering tongues of filth
And today it tapped my back

A new test, everyday comes along
It knows my faith is strong
Yet, tries every of its ways to delude me
But gets leashes for its wrong

The pretentious predator preying
Eating away my shiney days
Clouding up heavy bags on me
And often does its own praise

I've tried to block its existence
By not hearing its sweet talks
Rather I chanted and prayed to God
While it did its pendulum walks

I stopped feeding it with my ego
And the arrogance I had
It was dying naturally, leaving
While all the negatives cleared from my head


©sim
Spilling thoughts. Fictional write.
Feb 2018 · 244
Gone
Seema Feb 2018
You came, you left...
You stole my sleep, my dream, my heart...
You promised so many things...
You said you would never let go of me...
Now its different altogether...
Falling memories seem to gather...
Tears flooding in my eyes...
I saw you today but you just guised...
It felt like an arrow piercing through my heart...
A shocking work of your evil art...
Why have you become a stranger...
Leaving me and my life in reckless danger...
I had so much love and respect for you...
But you left me, without considering my view...
It's gonna take time for my wounds to heal...
But never again shall I accept your deal...


©sim
Scribbling thoughts.
Feb 2018 · 203
Insomnia Remedy
Seema Feb 2018
Wide wake trying to sleep,
Won't do good as am awake,
Thoughts hammering bursting my brain,
With eyes numb and tears fall like rain,
I guess am a victim of insomnia,
Disturbing my sleep causing hypochondria,
It's another word to say having sleep disorders,
Where mind sets unrest and messes with my recorders,
Begging sleep to come as I try to shut my eyes,
Remembering you and your honest white lies,
Looking at the clock and watching how time flies,
Indeed am awake looking at the night skies,
However am determined with the sleep remedy,
Soft tunes and instrument playing its melody,
Surely earphones plugged in my ears,
Listening to such music eats away my fears...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
Feb 2018 · 353
Take It All
Seema Feb 2018
Keep your silver,
Keep your gold,
Take your money and keep them all...
You've hurt me, you've hurt my soul...
Turned me cold, said I was getting old...
You gave me tears but now it won't shed...
Knowing the truth, yes you are so bad...
Stop there, stop it right now...
You don't have the rights to call me any how...
Keep my gifts,
Keep my words,
Give them away when you get bored...
The back stabbing from you lashes like sword...
It's okay, carry on with your petty deeds...
Am not bothered as I returned your needs...
Remember karma plays a part to...
Watch your actions, Watch what you do...

©sim
One of my very old poem.
Feb 2018 · 255
Still In Love
Seema Feb 2018
The court ruled
the verdict,
Guilty to fall
in love,
The attorney made
a predict,
That my love will fly off
like a dove,
The sentencing came rather
from above,
But why am I dead, yet still
burning in love...

©sim
Just a scribble.
Feb 2018 · 436
Wonder, Why?
Seema Feb 2018
I wonder, why my heart cries
I wonder, why there's pain
I wonder, why there's tears in my eyes
And who's there to blame

For you are long gone, out of my sight
Into the arms of your future wife

I wonder, why there were promises made
I wonder, why we could not keep
I wonder, why you let our love fade
And let our moments, skip

For now you do not look at me
Like the way you used to see

Burning my love, onto the lips
Of the other, whom you just kissed

Remember, the times we've spent
Remember, the love we shared
Remember, the places we went
And how much you cared

But, look at you now
Swaying along like a celebrity
With a different girl each day
You gained enormous superiority

Will you just stand there and let me go
Out of your sight, into the blue

Will you not beg me to stay
Rather ignore me, like a stray

You seemed long gone, out of my sight
Into the arms of your future wife  

I wonder, why my heart still cries
I wonder, why there is still pain
Deeply,
Buried in my eyes...*



©sim
Fictional write, compiling thoughts for a heart broken subject.
Feb 2018 · 676
Valentine's Day
Seema Feb 2018
When your days are gloomy and,
       you need some shine
Give me a call, so
       we can meet up for some wine
I may be far but,
       my thoughts reach you everyday
You are very special in your own special way
Being a Valentine is no big deal
I know your cheeky thoughts I know what you feel
Now stop smiling at your phone my dear
This Valentine's day comes every year...

©sim
Happy Valentine's Day Poets and Poetess :)
Seema Feb 2018
I will fade away, like a sketch
Gone, torn, broken so far away
Where no one would be there to catch
Not even a word to say

Alone, in this busy world
An identity of an unknown
I'd be forgotten soon
Like a weary leaf, been blown

You promised to be by my side
But instead, you pushed me outside
Dropped from a glass tower
Taunting every minute, every hour

What did I do wrong?
What have I ever done?
You hated our favorite song
The love that shined, now all gone

Perhaps, burry me in your memory
And walk away like a stranger
You'd not stop, even if I tried
And never see the danger

I'd be fine, yes I'll be
Once you were mine
But now on my own, living you alone
I'll be fine

So sorry, I took up your time
That for now, you labeled as wasted
You never told me my crime
But the bitter hate, I tasted

I'd have lived by your side
In the dark days, showing you light
But now, I am fading away
Like a mist, in the darkest night

I should've never loved you
If I'd known, you'd leave my side
While breaking my heart into two
You gobbled up, all your lies

What should I think?
What should I do?
Atleast give me a clue
Of what I should do?

In a blink, you took all away
No reasons, no words, no nothing at all
So I am fading away, yes I am
I cannot hear your call

Coz,
         I
            am
                  Falling
                              Falling,
                         ­             
                                                 Fading
                                                ­            Away....


©sim
Scribbling thoughts with imagination.
Feb 2018 · 278
Night Cry
Seema Feb 2018
...and so the nightfall shimmered upon his face
Seeing the dullness and teary eyes
I knew it then, that something was not right
As I gained strength to move from darkness to light,
It became evident that the news from him was not alright
However, I listened with all my might
That once a cheerful me, could only cry that night...*


©sim
Feb 2018 · 221
Shadow Grim
Seema Feb 2018
As I walked through the woods,
Carrying baskets of food,
I realised am being followed by someone,
I gasped and gazed finding no one,
Hurrying my way to the picnic spot,
Making sure I have all that I bought,
I saw! I saw the shadow, everyone talked about,
My legs began to freeze and I started to shout,
But who was there to hear my scream,
To come for my rescue from this shadow grim,
I kept running and so did the vicious shadow,
Growing its size as we reached the meadow,
It got gloomy and the shadow got helpless,
I got tired and was almost breathless,
Turning my focus and thinking for a bit,
Under a tree I saw the fire lit,
How could I be scared of my own running shadow,
Feeling miserable, I pulled myself together,
Reaching the fire lit place where all got gather,
It made sense that there is no such thing as shadow grim,
It was just my own shadow disappearing in my dream...


©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional.
Feb 2018 · 252
Falling For You
Seema Feb 2018
I am falling for you
Oh baby it's true
Hear me out now
Let my feelings through
You are the only one
Intoxicating my mind
There is no other, no
I assure you
You are the only one
I love you, the way you are
But you're going away too far
I beg you to stay
That's all I have to say
Hear me now, I'm calling your name
Feel my tears burn
Churning your heart
I know you feel me
You cannot just depart
There is so much I wanna say
Give me a chance, if you may
My heart is yelling, I love you
But how will you hear
It's all because I fear
Fear of losing you
Least for once, come out in the light
For where you are, it's all too dark
I want to see you, the way you are
And ask,
Will you let me love you?
Whoever you are!


©sim
Totally fictional.
Feb 2018 · 354
Don't Judge Me!
Seema Feb 2018
Can you understand the words behind my smile?
Can you guess how I got that style?
Do you really know me through your assumption?
Or do you think you have met me at some junction?
Are you judgmental about my personality?
Or it's just you worried about my sentimentality!
Who has told you about my history?
Do you even know the happenings and mystery?
How is it that you never questioned me about me?
Is there a feel of rejection you began to see?
Will you not talk it out with me personally?
Or you have made up your mind secretly?
Whatever it is, I hope you planned for it?
Unless you are waiting for me to share my wit!
Til then, don't judge me on others suggestion!
Or you might get the insults and rejection!

©sim
From my own experience.
Feb 2018 · 285
Mind Demons
Seema Feb 2018
The demons within weakens my energy source,
******* my thoughts blocking my mind with force,
My heart is bleeding, am gusting for life,
Feeling slashes over slashes with a sharp steel knife,
A mourning pain bearing every night,
Caught in the storm with shock and fright,
Fogs blurring my vision to see ahead,
Unaware of the dangers that awaits once led,
Out of positive energy feeling guilt inside,
Non I can see walking by my side,
No light, no positive vibes, no auras surround me,
Am left to find my way back to free as I want to be,
This happens every night when the moon is full,
I feel my mind getting twisted shrugging off the pull,
The hideous demon roaming in my mind growing cold,
Stirring a whirlpool to be drowned yet I hold,
For the night to pass till I meet the morning lights,
Feeling better to be out of the miserable nights...


©sim
Feb 2018 · 268
Move On
Seema Feb 2018
My eyes are so numb that it won't shed a tear...
Torn inside, learning losing you, has become a fear...
I'm stuck with the moments we shared so far...
Now watching my tears flow as I stared at your car..
I glanced at a picture of you and me clicked by a friend...
I should realise that breakups have become today's trend...
I hope you get what you've been yearning for...
So sorry if I've made you feel so bore...
Enough of worrying as I should move on...
I know you would not return as you are long gone...


©sim
Feb 2018 · 192
Pinned Death (12w)
Seema Feb 2018
"Your words pinned me like needles,

Now bleeding to death without pain".*

©sim
Feb 2018 · 188
In A Matter Of Time
Seema Feb 2018
Who does not let passion control his will,
Who gets rid of his mental greed to ****,
Most perish in understanding the fact of life,
Assuming each day they walk on sharp knife,
It's easy to console someone you care for,
But gets ugly when the demand rises more,
In a matter of time, everything changes,
People we cared for become strangers,
Deep in the mind buried are the accuses,
Reasoning out why one lives with such abuses,
Curses from bleeding emotion spits in motion,
Drives us insane with the help of grinning potion,
It's evident that most of us give up easily,
To give way to the horrific deeds done evilly,
In a matter of time,we survive,
In a matter of time, we thrive,
In a matter of time, all is gone,
And lifeless we live cause life goes on...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
Feb 2018 · 578
Sunset (Tanka #60)
Seema Feb 2018
Tongues of seethe fire,
Licks the mesmerizing sky.
Making majestic,
Flow of blazing twisting vines
While the sun sets sneakingly.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Feb 2018 · 545
Life Cycle
Seema Feb 2018
Everything that exists, has a life cycle,
Once lived the life span, there is no recycle,
We live, we wither than we die,
However, some still wonder why,
Some have short life, some have long life,
But who knows whose stabbing you from behind,
Many have grudges but pretend to be kind,
Come in our lives, rule our living than destroy our mind,
As time changes so does our surrounding,
Once we live, later find ourselves grounding,
Beneath the soil where no light touches,
Only we lay there waiting to be tortured,
By creatures to decay our lifeless body,
No one to see the life cycle of nobody...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
Feb 2018 · 565
Scarecrow
Seema Feb 2018
I am my masters slave
Surrounded by fields and shallow caves
I stand here looking upon the mighty corn field
My mouth is stuffed with grass thread sealed

I am my masters slave
When gust winds blow my hand starts to wave
Standing strong I show am brave
I love this job that he gave

I am my masters slave
Rain, storm, heat leaves me withered
But with my husky style am not bothered
I stand here without any complain

I am my masters slave
Day goes by with scaring crows
Night passes staring at the field rows
With my masters hat on, I surely give a **** pose

I am my masters slave
My head strapped on tight with rope
My hands and legs dangle on the pole
I don't have feelings neither am a living soul

I am my masters slave
Serving with all my will and might
An unpaid job but with a title given as scar knight
I am happy to live in my masters sight

I am my masters slave
I will always serve my masters orders
In all good and grieving times with my other hordes
All knitted and standing some at the borders

My master is my friend
I shall serve him faithfully till the end
Until my master finally rests in his grave
Till then, I am my masters slave


©sim
Fictional write. Spilling imagination.
Feb 2018 · 327
Lightening at Night
Seema Feb 2018
In the land of purity and bliss...
I left my soul in the purb of gist...
While busy collecting the broken pieces of my heart...
I stumbled upon this beautiful majestic art...
With sunken eyes and thoughtless motion...
I watched it bloom in the middle of the ocean...
Oh what a night to see this tremendous light...
With such radiants beeming the entire night...
Whoever catches this glimpse of tonight...
Shall forever seek to see this night after night...


©sim
...and it's a rainy night again.
Seema Feb 2018
People
Change attitude
Blame every minute

You
Stay calm
Watch them stray

Love
Separation dictators
Poison your relationships

You stare surprised
Of what
Happened

Loneliness, betrayal succeeded
Left with
Nothing

Expectation ruined everything
Love sank
Life

©sim
HAY(NA)KU Style
3-2-1 or 1-2-3 worded
Feb 2018 · 2.5k
From the Isles of Fiji
Seema Feb 2018
A beautiful nation,
In the middle of the pacific ocean...
Filled with all races, its multi racial...
A paradise where the sun rises first...
Lots of people come as tourist or guests...
Sun shines brighter in the west...
Heat smearing enjoyed by rest...
With coconuts to quench your thirst...
You bet, we are the best...
Fiji as a small country with a big heart...
Welcoming people from all different castes...
With majority population of Fijians and Indians...
We are given the citizenry to be known as Fijians...
Hindi, English and Fijian are the spoken words...
Once you come you may never feel among odds...
Hot springs, hike place, wonderful beaches...
Friendly people and no dangerous creatures...
Waterfall, country rides, water dives and much more...
Am sure you would enjoy and not get bore...
This is my home, a paradise heaven on earth...
I seek nothing but to live here until my death...


©sim
Feb 2018 · 186
Little Fight
Seema Feb 2018
It's a silent night
No moon in sight
Stars are bright
Sitting thinking
Why did we fight?
With heart sinking
I know the feeling,
Was not right
Phone in my hand
I wish to send
A message of sorry
But you already
Told your story
Now I regret the fight
Which was not right
For he left without care
But finally came back
And now we share
A romantic night
Under the stars
That glows bright...

©sim
Fictional.
Feb 2018 · 888
Panic (Tanka #59)
Seema Feb 2018
Water level rouse,
like a giant fountain, in
middle of desert.
Where slowly, my soul dying
Tho, floating in the ocean.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Feb 2018 · 354
Her Place (Tanka #58)
Seema Feb 2018
The blood stains dried up.
Looking like dubbed marbles
Dark like maroonish,
in color. That's where she lived.
Amongst the clean polished floors.


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Feb 2018 · 259
Old Toy No Longer Joy
Seema Feb 2018
It's lmost eight (8pm),
And as usual you are late,
Am sitting outside waiting for you,
It's drizzling like the morning dew,
Cool breeze, swaying trees, mind locked,
On some memories that shocked,
Remembering the incidents of your change,
Stepping away and ruling out a range,
I wonder what has come in between,
You always treated me like your queen,
Now you come home late to avoid our talks,
Often quite not even interested in evening walks,
I feel alone, distant and neglected,
It doesn't matter cause you have selected,
A new toy for your entertainment,
Little do you know that its affecting our commitment,
It's okay I have made a decision to let you go,
For your life is no longer meant for me so,
Tonight am waiting for you, to handover,
All you gave and say that it's over,
If ever he might need me back,
He would understand and track,
The reasons that drew me out from his life,
As of now, he would no longer have me as his wife...


©sim
Totally a fiction write.
Feb 2018 · 208
Spent Moments
Seema Feb 2018
Not even a moment seems true,
Everyday the tantrums we've been through,
The slangs and slogans people have sprayed on,
It breaks my heart to see you gone,
I know there is no return of you in my life,
But hoping you succeed and thrive,
To become somebody from a nobody,
So one day you will be honored by everybody,
It's ok, I will deal with the shyts people spit around,
Don't worry as you will change with the new surround,
But you forgot to understand the fact of your loss,
Leaving me rusted in this place to flip and toss,
No last hugs, no goodbyes,
Seems like I lived with moments of fine lies,
I remember you said about living life together,
But today I sit back with memories and gather,
The moments that seemed true,
Now, without you...


©sim
Feb 2018 · 364
Myths
Seema Feb 2018
For the myths say,
Once the soul leaves a body,
It enters a form to become somebody,
Depending on the good deeds done,
The soul gets its form ready,
To start another life with steady,
This goes on until the lifespan ends,
And the soul is given another form in turns,
If ever this happens with me,
I would love to be a bird you see,
Or the most adorable dog one can be,
Not a human again please,
Cause hurt and betrayal is hard to ease,
Mankind the most unkind,
Its pretty easy to define,
The greed and creed,
Of this human breed,
Most vicious plotting its needs,
On this earth as we all sow our seeds,
Then taken down by the overgrown weeds...


©sim
Scribbling thoughts.
Feb 2018 · 282
His Gaze
Seema Feb 2018
I felt his gaze
Upon my face
Let low my eyes
Felt rumbling butterflies
No, it was not for me
Or may be
I looked again to see
But gone was he
Was he really eyeing for me
Or was it the other
The one standing behind me
I walked away thinking
To spend my night drinking
In a distance I saw him
Wasn't clear as it got dim
I felt injected
By his gaze
So intoxicating
Full of amaze
The urge to see him again
To drown in his eyes again
Putting my head back
To relax with my latte
Felt someone touch my neck
Startled I ****** back
Hitting my head on the side rack
I saw him smiling
Oh what a timing
He asked to join in for latte
Admitted his gaze
That left me in ablaze...


©sim
A morning start...Tuesday looks promising. The write is fictional; )
Feb 2018 · 199
Just Vibes
Seema Feb 2018
Unlock the keys to my heart
You can choose when to start
I want to learn your mischievous art

Here its me again dude
Why are you being so rude
I've heard you possess magic
Is there any proven logic

Show me the so called powers
The magical spring of showers
The desires of unknown that empowers

You are my dream man not from far
I know you can fill my ruthless past scar
Drive in my place in your porsche car
Let's drink till late at the madman's bar


©sim
Madman's bar is a good hangout. Fiction.
Feb 2018 · 615
Lessons Learnt
Seema Feb 2018
"...WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME OF WHAT I SAY OR DO YOU WANT YOUR OWN SENSELESS WAY...?"**

I'm proud I listened,
I'm proud I didn't have my way,

For my parents taught me that life is not easy,
That one has to struggle thus life turns busy,

I'm proud I struggled with them,
I'm proud they were my inspiration,

I have come across many milestones,
Helped families who eventually turned into bitter stones,

I'm proud I was taught to serve "God" first,
I'm proud I was taught to serve "Others" second,
I'm proud I was taught to serve "Self" the last,

For this world is a beautiful creation,
A heavenly paradise with all satisfaction,

But for some who had their own say,
Discriminated the values that was taught everyday,
Chose their own selfish way,
Engulfed in the darkness, dosed on high, dropped dead on the ground....lifeless they pay...


©sim
Spilling thoughts. Raining Monday morning.
Feb 2018 · 330
Which Princess Am I?
Seema Feb 2018
A princess to be,
No one yet to see,
The witch has kept me high,
Where no one can reach even if they try,
Living and learning the world through books,
The witch has cast me with good looks,
Up high in the tower is where I reside,
Waiting for a rescuer to come by my side,
With locks of hair braided tight,
I know my prince is out of sight,
Soon I shall be free from this dreadful lonely place,
Where I have been kept like a prisoner in a tall case,
Today I saw a handsome guy on a white horse,
Dressed like a prince wearing a holy cross,
Our eyes met but he could not reach me,
He assured that he will come back for me,
I let my hair down and up came my dream,
Took me away while the witch cried with scream,
Locked up high she lives in the lonely tower,
Without any sorcery without any power...


©sim
This should be easy :)
Feb 2018 · 274
Personality Disorder
Seema Feb 2018
The smile, the beauty, the style
Disappeared within life's mile
Your talks, your walks, your moods
Vanished like a deer in deep dark woods
You changed,
How you changed?
There are no feelings to exchange,
How strange!
Now you stay out of range,
One moment you are within my reach,
The other moment you are out-of-reach,
I feel the stone cold stigma in you,
But you have denied my view,
I saw you talking to yourself,
Which I thought was normal for oneself,
Little did I care then, that you were two within one,
A hard fact to understand and overcome,
Was of a personality disorder syndrome,
Of what one could say of schizophrenic state,
How could I understand this so late,
You are no longer same for me,
Neither you want me around nor see,
Doctor's have done their best,
Is this my life's real test?
It's ok to walk away from me strangely,
But I will not give up easily,
There are chances you will be fine,
I will not abandon you cause you are MINE!


©sim
Fictional write. Spilling imagination.
Feb 2018 · 365
Its, Story
Seema Feb 2018
This is ones story,
Full of miseries and worry,
Surrounded by silence of loneliness,
All its prayers lost at the feet of the holiness,
Living with bitter memories everyday,
Time passes fast as like the month of May,
Stretched hands towards its friends,
And all left with their stories to end,
Went to families for support,
And was treated worst than a stray dog,
Now it walks alone in the shadows,
Looking out to the empty wretched windows,
With aimless life and no one at reach,
It follows the birds and bees to preach,
Wise say life is short,
But I say its not,
For it has made one a beggar,
Its life with memories stabbed with a dagger,
Motionless it lays under shrubs and trees,
Waiting for its soul to get free and body to freeze,
From all the miseries and worries,
That haunt it like how we hear in most stories...


©sim
Scribbling thoughts.
Feb 2018 · 243
Raw Love
Seema Feb 2018
In these eyes, filled are tears,
How can one sleep with such fears,
I have waited long for many years,
For you to come and take away these fears,
These eyes dream of you every night,
And disappears on approach of daylight,
Will there be no chance for you to come,
I've heard the rumors spread by some,
That you have settled with someone already,
And your life is gradually moving steady,
If that is so, then I'll let you go,
For the love I have, will forever remain wherever I go...

©sim
Fictional write.
Feb 2018 · 384
Unspilt Ideas
Seema Feb 2018
My mind spins like a whirlpool,
With mixed ideas and invisible weaponry tools,
I have been branded as an aimless fool,
Cause I wasn't like other kids at school,
I want to tame my ideas so I can rule,
To fuel my ideas so others can drool,
For I maybe just one person for you,
But one is good enough among few,
Who always accomplished tasks before it got due,
I feel new as in a person inside my brain,
Why shall I then feel others strain,
When am ready to push my negatives in the drain,
And refresh my positives in this enchanting rain...


©sim
Spilling thoughts @ Raining evening
Feb 2018 · 274
Your Smoke: My Enemy
Seema Feb 2018
You poke it in your mouth,
Regardless of any doubt,
Unaware of the people around,
You spit the slimy saliva on the ground,
Puff!! Puff!!, you look like a smoking chimney,
Just remember your smoke is my enemy,
With the poison flowing around in the air,
The inhale becomes too much to bare,
Nicotine pollutes not only the freshness of nature,
But it slowly turns you into a smoky creature,
From dusk till dawn, living with the stinky fog,
You are hopeless than my sweet caring dog,
Atleast he listens to what I say,
Unlike you, you have chosen your own smoky way,
Get this through your head now,
Quit this pollution somehow,
The smoke kicks my lungs and chokes my breath,
It pokes my nose and risks my health,
I don't wanna die with the cancer I hear about,
Do you hear me or shall I SHOUT!!
Don't ignore what I have said,
Cause it's driving me mad,
I need a healthy life,
Not always pointing you with a knife,
To stay away from me with your smoke,
Cause one day I might just breakdown and choke...


©sim
My brother used to smoke and it really bothered me, but it's been over an year he quit for good.
Feb 2018 · 587
Murderer In Mask
Seema Feb 2018
All I could hear was knock knock
Anyone in there
Then blank mind block

The smell of smoke
The raging anger in the blood shot eyes
The ill feeling
Made me choke

It was all well and a happy day
I set down to pray
A beautiful shopping day

In my room I sat writing as usual
Out the window I saw something unusual
A masked man peeping in the other apartment
Without thinking I called out

Not long when I heard a shout
Perhaps the masked man caused harm
I ran to the phone but the line was dead
Foot steps raised an alarm

Slowly I moved into my room
Locked the door
And then I heard a loud boom
No escape from my room

The masked man jammed the door from outside
And here I was scared, locked inside
I screamed, shouted but no one heard
Smoke slowly filling the room

I moved to the corner of my room
I prayed, I prayed hard for rescue
But none could hear, only smoke just smoke
Hard to breath, room heating up

I felt it was my end
My heartbeat felt slower
My lungs gave up and I fell on the floor
Eyes blurred with tears, face grabbed all fears

Knock knock I could barely hear
Someone call
I was laying beside the back wall

After few hours I opened my eyes
Looked up to see the ceiling not the skys
I was alive
Saved by the fire fighters

Yes I could breath fresh air again
Out of the smoke filled room
That was almost my doom
I was glad that I was still sane

But I could feel the pain
In my head, in my chest, in my veins
The murderer successed in killing Mr.Rein
His escape was in vain

Laying here in the hospital bed
Trying to control my tears
As I faced with the most unusual fears
I still remember all, even its been years

©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional write.
Feb 2018 · 277
Souls
Seema Feb 2018
I don't know about pure soul,
Whether its pure as gold or black as coal,
I am a human born around materialistic matters,
Where I witness who is along and who shatters,
I believe in karmic deeds,
Not based on peoples petty needs,
I don't know how a soul looks like at this life stage,
For if I considered confronting a saint or a sage,
Then probably I would have some hints about souls,
But in this life am okay knowing my roles,
So if you have your own opinion about souls,
Its good to preach to whoever is hanging on poles,
Cause they would witness their so called souls,
After their bodies get buried in damp dark holes...


©sim
Someone once asked me, if my soul was pure or just coal.
I gave him this reply.
Feb 2018 · 227
Will Always Love You
Seema Feb 2018
I would walk away
With you
Coz our love is true
I never knew
What all you've been through
But I will always
Love you
No matter how hard
Life gets
No matter how many times
My pillow gets wet
I will never give up
Never, give up on you
You are the light
Shining in my dark days
A passionate flame
Burning, dancing in its realm
Don't hide away
Like I did, once
I paid the price
Then to never see you, for months
I am not perfect
Darling, beneath this shadow mask
Are you the same love
Won't you ever ask?
It's not a dream, O' no
Let's dance in this rain
For once more
Let me take away your worries and pain
Coz I will always love you
Just the way you are...



©sim
Fictional write.
Feb 2018 · 422
Love Loan
Seema Feb 2018
The lazy breeze,
The way you tease,
The snowflakes, makes me freeze,
Your drowsy eyes,
Your make believe lies,
Sitting thinking how time flies,
The so called whispers in my ears,
Rings and rings over round years,
No its not the creepy fears,
Am just fine drowning in tears,
Set back with memories squeeze,
Happily dosed with irritating sneeze,
Left alone to deal on my own,
He said he repaid my so called love loan,
I feel empty inside out,
You never bothered to come about,
I try to shout and scream, hear my voice,
But suddenly it hits me, am out of choice,
Being told am beautiful, bold and cute,
Yet I can't voice, cause am mute...


©sim
Never play with anyones feelings.
Fictional write.
Feb 2018 · 264
Plot
Seema Feb 2018


I feel the poison flowing in my veins...

   The upcoming darkness shall never prevail...

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

              With shut eyes I picture my enemies fail...


*
©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional.
Jan 2018 · 244
Blue Moon
Seema Jan 2018
In the hope to see the blue moon tonight,
After so long months of no rain,
The weather just decided to drab the sky with buggy clouds, now that's a pain...
A good thing or bad...the rain decided to fall in drizzles,
As the soil receives the drops, it sizzles...
When I look up the sky, its bright but no moon insight...
The clouds have blocked the blue moon tonight,
It's still bright and the tip tap of the rain started,
The clouds moving to peek-a-boo at the bright blue moon tonight...

©sim
Moon eclipse.
Jan 2018 · 369
Not Being Robinhood
Seema Jan 2018
My twisted mind has plotted a vicious crime,
In the city where lives the most prime,
A wait of time, a drift in the moonless night,
Gathering gears to pass by any upcoming fight,
With few people on board wearing armor of knight,
It's this night we take over of what is right,
The treasure chamber resides in the heart of city,
A smirk smile speaks of the loss and pity,
These prime monsters have snatched from the poor and needy,
Their gold and silver, money robbed by greedy,
I am no Robinhood for sure,
But life like this is making more people poor,
It's a masterpiece robbery in the nights shadow,
And flee from the chamber leads direct to the meadow,
We are sat to go and break the law,
In the knights armor we shall bash and blow...


©sim
Poetic story. Fictional write.
Jan 2018 · 818
A Dying Horse
Seema Jan 2018
A dying horse,
Was being dragged over a marked cross,
On the ground its body lay,
Mocked and tortured up all the way,
Only few blinks with tears filled eyes,
Waiting for its beats to stop while the time flies,
There it lay next to its grave,
Hoping to be pushed in by the masters slave,
A few more minutes before the soul surrenders,
Once loved and praised by many spenders,
Now the weak await for the death to fall,
To free its soul from its body, once admired by all,
The eyes stopped blinking,
The tears stopped rolling,
The heart stopped beating,
The poor horse stopped breathing,
Pushed in its grave by the masters slave,
No one to praise or raise hands to wave,
Gone are the people who came along,
Finally resting its body in the grave alone...

©sim
Spilling imagination. Inspired by a picture of a horse.
Jan 2018 · 340
Sow Shall Reap: Hay(Na)Ku
Seema Jan 2018
O' barren land
I shall
Cultivate

Prepare the soil
And soon
Activate

I shall sow
Seeds to
Germinate

For the seeds
Shall mostly
Accelerate

In the land
Weeds shall
Decimate

And I shall
Reap the
Harvest

To feed the
Poor and
Gravest


©sim
3-2-1 format
Jan 2018 · 333
Trusted Cheaters
Seema Jan 2018
I wish to sit in the rain,
In a park washing away my pain,
A hot cup of coffee in my hand indeed,
Sipping slowly while my tears flow freed,
The aroma and taste of coffee,
******* onto the leftover toffee,
Gives a sensation feel of joy,
Who knew you also thought me as your toy,
Oh yes, it just feels as if it was today,
When I saw you in the marriage hall the other day,
Holding her hand who was my best friend,
Shattered came my dream world to an end,
You glanced at me from the chapel,
With your smirk smile you made me so *******,
Along came my best friend in her wedding gown,
Looking like a princess wearing a silver crown,
I had gifted her that on her birthday last year,
Didn't know she would become my greatest fear,
I was merely being used as a hitch for their meeting,
Always friendly and behind me their cheating,
Both played me like an average doll,
I can't stop thinking as my tears start to roll,
My soul mate now someone else's future fate,
Struck with shock and pain in a miserable state,
Was I really a bait for them to come closer,
Good heavens! I feel like such a loser,
Torn, hurt and shattered badly,
I know I have to live with this sadly,
Trust no one was my new goal,
And live life like a renowned soul...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
Jan 2018 · 250
Life Is Worth
Seema Jan 2018
When there is no more willingness to live,
Try thinking of those who learnt to give,
Make a mind set that your life is worth,
With this positive attitude move forth,
Help those in desperate need to survive,
Each day show that you can strive,
The best in you shall be recognized,
Once you have moved up get organized,
The world is full of unprevailaged beings,
Waiting to be valued and be seen,
Some with great talent,
Some with hidden talent,
Seek to move forward but get kicked in silent,
With poor physic they can't even be violent,
How disgraceful people with riches have become,
Thinking they have all until their end days come,
Either you are a millionaire, billionaire or a beggar,
The lifeless bodies do not speak nor caper,
Learn to give even a little to those in need,
And God will justify you through your good deeds...

©sim
Positive attitude.
Seema Jan 2018
A chill ache of fright
I sit here writing tonight
Nothing feels alright
Night is no longer bright

The air seems damp
People crying in their camps
Far away lit are the weak wreckered lamps
Streets overcrowded with empty traffic jams

The night has turned silent
The BANGS! and firings has become violent
The powerful has shown their talent
The leaders abandon with no relent

No rivers flowed in pure
No medicines available to cure
Every epidemic spawn to lure
Death has come upon for sure

Will there be a grave sight?
No one alive to take either flight
Everyone knows the war wasn't right
But weary matters handed in plight

Bloodshed stamped everywhere
Families dismantled from far and near
I myself feel am not getting anywhere
From this graveyard there is no escape to dare

The approach of twilight
The gunning and bombing in daylight
Unpredictable killings and fights
This has dropped the earth from many heights

I see my upcoming death
I feel my stuckup breath
My tears have dried
From so long cries

The world is literally torn
When the evil got born
In its web the humans sown
There is no next dawn

The ground shaking mad
Drowning in the dead
The ink has turn red
I feel the dead wreaths on my bed

Another day left to be
Another trench left to see
Another life left to flee
Another room unlocked with key

All I hear is...
BOOM!!!BOOM!!BOOM!!!
Outside my wretched room
The earth, the humans, the livings, here comes our DOOM!!!
BOOM!!!
Alas!!!


©sim
Spilling thoughts & imagination.
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