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360 · Aug 2017
Drained
Seema Aug 2017
I am born
Not made
Yes, a little torn
But I don't need an upgrade

A crack pottery
By natures hand
No luck, no lottery
For it's my life, to mend

Freak, I am not
Bypass my pain
I am just caught
In this delusional, raging vain

Let it rain
My eyes brimmed, tears
Awake and strain
In whirlpool, for many years.


©sim
359 · Aug 2017
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
359 · Nov 2017
Screams And Shout
Seema Nov 2017
Another life, lost
It's such a pity
Up the bay coast
Near the city

You and me
Truth and a lie
How do you see?
A knot or a tie

I scream
You shout
Like that dream
You had doubt

Took your way
In the car
Till this day
I hear from far

Accident caused
Your body found
Speeding forced
Car tumble around

Me at the scene
You in blood
Tortured my sin
Tears now flood

Dressed in black
You in coffin
My emotions lack
Thoughts popping

Buried in peace
I sit on your grave
Torn in piece
For you, I crave

Beside my grave
You lay buried
None were brave
Else we'd be married

Tears more tears
Screams and shout
Fear! now I fear
Which way is out!!


©sim
~a young spirit walks around, trying to save a life but no one hears, it talks, shouts and screams....then breaks down in tears~

Fictional write.
359 · Sep 2017
This Raw Pain
Seema Sep 2017
...and here comes the rain
to sooth my pain away,
cramped from top to toe
aches all around,
nailed to the ground
it's hard to band or bow
yet my feet is taking me slow
drops and drizzles on my head
pitch dark, yes i am scared
but this blissful showers
has refreshed my brain
covering my eyes and body,
reliefing me from this pain
forever from this world
in this dark pit, laying in vain
my name never been called
no one seems to be worried
since i am missing for days
i guess i was just buried
in an easy option ways
but despite my death,
why do i still feel, this pain again
is it because of this rusty chain?
that has cut through my skin
to pin my bones against the spikes
sinking me deep down to spin
and awake, each time the lightening strikes.



©sim
Fictional write.
358 · Nov 2017
Painted Illusion
Seema Nov 2017
...and so, this heart has stopped feeling sorry
For you caused it to grieve and that was a worry
Now that I have blocked you out
I have become deaf, so I can't reply to your shout
No matter how much you try
I will not walk back the path to cry
Move on, cause I have gone my way
Away from this illusion that you painted everyday...

©sim
358 · Dec 2017
Shy Guy
Seema Dec 2017
Long nights
Short days
Emotions fight
In every ways
Cold feels
Give in chills
You away
I begged to stay
Truly miss
Your ravishing kiss
I hoped you stayed
Instead you played
With words along
And left me alone
Still hopes high
Don't know why
It's not a lie
Just seems you're shy
Of what and why
You need to understand
Where we stand
I love you so...
Even more...
You are my...
My only true guy...

©sim
Fictional write.
357 · Aug 2017
Fear Of Losing
Seema Aug 2017
Concealed with pain
Pain in my heart and soul
Soul trembles within my body
Body almost numb by fear
Fear of losing my close ones
Ones those are too sweet
Sweet and dear to my heart
Heart that fills and flows with emotions
Emotions such as care and love
Love of true and trust, not fake
Fake is just not in my blood
Blood relatives,  whom I really adore
Adore my siblings near and far
Far beyond the horizons some live
Live with expectations each day
Day flies quickly and so does time
Time and tide waits for no one
One of the proverb speaks
Speaks of truth, for whoever seeks...

©sim
Loop style
357 · Oct 2017
Unusual Shadow
Seema Oct 2017
Nothing beats this heat
As am feeling uneasy in my seat
I move closer to the window
And glimpse at an unusual shadow
Limping and searching
As if may have lost something
Teary eyes glanced at me
A beggar he didn't choose to be
Lost his days hardwork
Stood crying facing the wall
I got off the bus as it was yet to leave
Fetched my purse for money to give
As I approached the poor guy
He broke into tears to cry,
I heard his begging tears for food
And passing people laughed, saying his no good
I asked him how much he had lost
With unclear voice he said, just my food cost
I handed him a $10 note with a smile
He looked happy after a while
I came back to my bus seat
And adjusted the aircon slide to beat the heat
The journey started with a good thought
Now thinking, if it was food he bought...

©sim
So many unfortunate people, a little gesture or help can make their day brighter. Help a needy :)
357 · Aug 2017
Riders (Tanka #51)
Seema Aug 2017
Horses galloping,
riders whistling a known song.
Watching their ride style
Dogs barking, with awful tune,
Sun sets in the horizon.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
356 · Nov 2017
Love
Seema Nov 2017
When we love too much
Trust, loyalty and care flourishes  
At a point we break as such
That love for each other perishes
The heartbreak, the feelings ache
And the relationship, just vanishes...


©sim
356 · Aug 2017
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
356 · Jul 2017
Praise (Tanka #15)
Seema Jul 2017
I lifted my hands
To sing praise to the lord God
The thunder roared, all
of a sudden, providing
The beats, to my tuneless song

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7
355 · Aug 2017
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
Seema Dec 2017
HERE! burn me
Take me to hell
Who is me?
Can you tell

Why bandaged wrist
Hang in there
Who are you beast?
Came from where?

Hello world creatures
What ya looking at *******?
Sorry, who am I?
And who is that guy?

No, no...not another shock
Stop, stop! Stop this clock
Who are you, who is me?
What am gonna be?

Please, no...no injection
I...promise to be good
With no objection
I promise to be good

Eyes closing...
Another dose...
Nurses posing...
Handing me a last rose...

©sim
Fictional write.
353 · Dec 2017
Last Wish
Seema Dec 2017
I leave my body in your hands
I heard you headed on green lands
Since death angel is waiting for my soul
I give you whatever I have as whole
Will you be able to fulfill just a final wish
Please grave me on the green grass plains
Where I shall rest with all my pains...


©sim
Fictional write.
353 · Oct 2017
Love Showers
Seema Oct 2017
Beyond the lights you stand
As the rain falls by
You tend to pretend
As thou you were a spy

I make my way to the coffee shop
And you follow from behind
Rain has wet my tanngy top
But that was like, nevermind

My eyes caught a sight of you
As if looking for a clue
You were someone, I knew
Back, when my days were blue

My lips broke into a smile
For I knew who he was
A crush from my school days
Whom I forgot for awhile

We talked for hours then
And luck stroke love again with flowers
Cupid couldn't resist to turn
The rain into beautiful love showers...


©sim
Spilling imagination :)
353 · Jun 2017
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
353 · Nov 2017
Angel Of Prosperity
Seema Nov 2017
...who has seen heaven?
who has seen hell?
could you tell me where is gate eleven?
i forgot my way, as i fell...

...this place looks good
it's neither heaven nor hell
with plenty of delicious food
could anyone just tell?...

...earth is where i seem to be
my senses alert me to stay
as beautiful waters surround me
this is another heaven, i must say...

...
"who am i?"
an angel of prosperity
observing from miles
lost concentration, fell on reality...

...my wings, i fold
as i walk on this heavenly ground
i might just stay here,
until i am found...*


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


©sim
352 · Aug 2017
Trusting Heart
Seema Aug 2017
Must I not trust my heart
To fall in love again
To forget the so long past
And free myself from the pain

The emptiness within me, stings
My thoughts rush in like tides
My shadow has taken cover under my wings
Don't know from whom it hides

A seizing pressure in my brain
Feeling of despair through my head
Love might just hurt me again
With a part of me broken and dead...*


©sim
Fiction
352 · Aug 2017
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
352 · Dec 2017
Phenomenon
Seema Dec 2017
The ocean may rise
In a phenomenon disguise
You may not wait to give me a hand
To collect the emerging sand
Or the damaged pieces of shells
When the shores sink in like wells
The drips of water may sway
And you my friend, would just
Turn away......!


©sim
{what the sense and mind notices, unexplained questions}
{tears rising in eyes}
{unknowingly seeing my love with the other yet I disguise my tears}
{If I breakdown, you may not give ahand}
{To collect the memories}
{and the broken parts of my heart}
{heart sinks in deep}
{my tears would just be brushed off}
{rather consoling me, you would just leave}
{Coz you stole my love, and left me drowning deep}
352 · Jan 2018
P.E.A.C.E
Seema Jan 2018
I want you to:

Protect me always
Even if you are away
Always call me
Cause you are mine to be
Everything else doesn't matter, you see

I come with peace:
                                 Personality
                                 Education
                                 Attention
                                 Care
                                 Everything
I just want you for me...



©sim
352 · Jan 2018
Last Breath
Seema Jan 2018
The arrow shot came,
Piercing through my heart
The flow of blood
Made way, for his fame art

I fell with tearing eyes,
Before him on the ground
He looked away,
To see who else was around

I gasped my last breath
With his picture in my eyes
Love could be this cruel
That he believed in foreign lies

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


©sim
Fiction write. Just spilling thoughts.
350 · Feb 2018
Cheer Up Dear Friend
Seema Feb 2018
I have lost counts of your tear drop...
Why can't you make the flow stop...
You know seeing you like this makes me weak...
Tell me what I can do, atleast say or speak...
You are my friend and am here by your side...
Who has upset you? Who has lied?
Please look up and smile...
See I have come across from many mile...
You don't have to worry as am here for you...
With every breath I have, I will care for you...
You are an angel enlighting my world...
Standing by me in withering cold...
Life without you seems wretched and old...
Now cheer up beautiful nold...
I made a plan for us tonight...
Eating, gossiping, playing, singing throughout the night...


©sim
348 · Nov 2017
Barbaric Law
Seema Nov 2017
Thou shall outh thee
In midest of the foul three

MUTILATE THY HEADS! ((grinding teeth))
CUT THY JAWS! ((snorting))
BURY THY DEADS! ((heavy breaths))

Hereforth, followth my laws!!



©sim
Fun with styles, words and lingo
348 · Aug 2017
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...


©sim
God is watching!
348 · Aug 2017
Life And Death
Seema Aug 2017
Thou art more deadly and more subversive,
Shall I not see the light beyond darkness?
Withered blown out lonely petals is all I receive,
And subversive kills the unborn within starkness;

Sometimes the soul flames like an oil lamp,
And oft' the life dwells as hym'd;
And every human may behave like a lamb,
By the rhythm or the nature's way unseen'd;

But thy right subversive shall never fade,
Nor sink with evil shall thou stand;
Nor the days of death shall ever be laid,
When the soul glows bright to the end;

As long as humans can feel, or life that breathes,
As long as this life, which shall not freeze.


©sim
Sonnet
348 · Jun 2017
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...

©sim
348 · Feb 2018
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.
347 · Dec 2017
World War ●The Victim●
Seema Dec 2017
The beasts leached from east
Firing, bombing, slaughtering to feast
I could barely move a mile forget the quarter
Every corner laid body mass out of slaughter
I moved towards the dug ground
And laid there with all the pains that surround
I grief for all the lives lost
The helpless paid the price baring the cost
Laying in shallow pits are the scenes of the worst
We don't deserve this! I shouted and screamed
But only my echo replied as it seemed
Roting bodies, decaying fleshes, the unbearable sight
I lay in this grave today with no hope of bright
The smell of blood filled the atmosphere
No more pure, no one left to heal or cure
The plight of countries resulted with poor
Killing was the mission to endure
I look up the blood filled sky
That my time has come but I still grieve, why?
This world war tore the nations apart
If only there was no misunderstanding at the start
I hear the tanks roving in now, I hear the blasts
Don't know how long this war will last
Now I close my eyes, as I've been hit
Right here where I lay in this pit
I am next,
Here death, welcome me in your nest...

                                         Sincerely,
                                       ~The War Victim~


©sim
347 · Aug 2017
Pretentious Lobby
Seema Aug 2017
The pretentious lobby
Of my arrogant mind
Makes ego my hobby
Stubborn and unkind

I am like a dead field
Where nothing grows
Inside my own shield
Listening to the passby crows

My vision is strong
Yet, I am blind
My wrong becomes my wrong
I have a clueless mind

No smile, only frowns
And fumes of anger rise
From within that drowns
My eyes emotionless cries

I am trying to build
A cheerful being as I was
Before negativity filled
My bloodstreams as a cause

Hence, I am stray and alone
Trying to polish myself again
To shine tho am hard as a stone
Neglecting all my unfelt pain...

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


©sim
Just a fiction write.
346 · Jun 2017
Glow
Seema Jun 2017
My glow wouldn't last, throughout the night
As I face the coming of my dear end
Along out of your teary sight
A painful smoke, I shall leave behind

Candle, I am...
Yet I tear down to
But, my glow radiants the dark
And forever attains to comfort you

Every night, I listen to you in silence
Your stories of life and living
Then you embrace my gentleness
And give my silence a meaning

Candle, I am...
With a purpose to shine
Not only in the darkness
But within your soul, empowering a shrine...

  
©sim
346 · Nov 2019
Dirty Ink
Seema Nov 2019
Like the torn pages of some book, my heart leaps in to look, dabs of watermark, screams with ache, shattering in the corner with a broken quil, scarttering ink
The spurts of red ooz, down the thin lining, skating through the white sheets
I think of, what my fears tend to paint, a terrible sin, taled by a dark saint
Robed in pale, clear as a glass trans, bears the spurts with that of an ink mark
Glows with the hit of ray, ignites the jealous spark of the impossibilities
S..sshhh!
It's breath, hovers my shoulder with a sticky wetness odor
Clenching and sniffing as if ripping my veins out of order
A slight touch of my hand spooked ****** ambience in a blink
Of that of some air brush smearing spurts of ***** ink...


©sim
Spilling imagination.
346 · Oct 2017
O' Heart Breaker
Seema Oct 2017
O' heart breaker,
In which country you reside
You left me broken
You left my side
Untold feelings, burning inside
Why did you promise? why did you lie?
Holding my pillow, I silently cry
You despite knowing, hardly gave a try
Without any reason, you moved away
Creating a distance, a bed of thorns in my way
Each time, I take your name
The tears roll and emotions the same
My heart longs whenever I try to tame
You may be happy, seeing me like this
But you don't know, how much I miss
Quite nights have become my enemy
My mind just pictures, you and me
One day I might find you near
Buried beside me, without any fear
I will just leave things as it is
But first erase your memory from my mind, please!*


©sim
Fiction write.
346 · Feb 2018
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
345 · Nov 2017
Too Late
Seema Nov 2017
A drop of tear faded away
I wouldn't forget that very day
You left me to be on my own
Every night I used to mourn
Now you back and begging
But its too late for nagging
I have moved on with my life
Today I am someone else's wife...

©sim
Fictional write..
345 · Jun 2017
Predictions?
Seema Jun 2017
Dark and clumsy weather
Haunts nearly everyday
Am reading through predictions
As few people gather to pray

The elders discuss of the end
Which sound scary and frightful
Nothing would be left intact
As all will be engulfed in a mouthful

Either the earth will part to swallow
Or the giant waves would leach
The winds might develop a mighty tornado
And ****** all lives within its reach

Day by day the ozone depletes
The earth furiously wears away
Blind are the two-legged monsters
Paid to work without a say

Maybe the wise speak the truth
That, of the coming destruction
Everything will be perish and sweeped off
For maybe a new construction!


©sim
345 · Jul 2017
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
345 · Aug 2017
A Painful Goodbye
Seema Aug 2017
Tears of joy
It was a boy
Families were happy
Then the beat stopped
Doctors did their best
Did many necessary tests
But the little heart
Didn't gain a beat
The mother was still out
On anesthesia dose
Her pulse was weak
He was hurt and crying
And she was slowly dying
The last moment
Such was the torment
He was broken
In million pieces
Not a word spoken
By his beloved Mrs
1a.m and the feel of cold
He looked at her, one last time
Kissed her, a painful goodbye
Suddenly all the vows became a lie
He cried his heart out in vain
But...
There was no one to sooth his pain
I was watching him, from the other side
The place where spirits dwell
I am, just a spirit guide
In another world, if only I could tell
Him...


©sim
345 · Aug 2017
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...
343 · Jul 2017
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
341 · Jan 2018
RIP Self
Seema Jan 2018
I feel my heart leak
Almost at deaths peak
Drip by drip flooding my chest
Trying hard trying my best
To breath but I feel stuffed
Spills of blood out when coughed
I feel my veins giving up
My eyes blurring from the lights above
I feel rushed with pain in all direction
But my body would not show any reaction
Tears filled, flowed down my cheeks
No movement no words to speak
Am laying in a motionless state
Will I live or will it be too late
All I can do is think with staring eyes no blink
For the accident caused was spurred in like ink
All over the place with fresh blood stains
A shout, a cry, a breakthrough with no gains
I can only smell blood
Now I feel the peak of pain
My heart beats less
My body is in a mess
My eyes closing next
My pulse did its best
The last sirens heard
Its all come to an end
It's too late, I am already dead...


©sim
Too many accidents, drive safe. Awareness, your family loves you.
341 · Sep 2017
A Wish For A Daughter
Seema Sep 2017
When you think your world is crumbling down and all you can do is sit and frown. Be sure to call me, cause I never thought to disown. You were and are my life, my flesh and blood, my own. Am not angry with you, just upset with your choices. You went along listening to foreign voices. Left me in distress with your harsh words. But dear you are my atmost joy out of the odds. I know life cheats on many counts but bad things always haunts. You need to think straight tho it's not too late, but hunny don't get stuck blaming your fate. You are young, pretty, beautiful and bold. Right now, concentrate on your studies, am sure your true love will emerge to mould. You shouldn't rush into anything you would later regret for. Take a cruze drive towards your goal dear and all will be well in the coming year. Few lessons of such I would love to give to my future daughter. While gulpping down a glass of lemon water. Smiling imaging how such life would be, will I even be lucky to live and see. I wish to have my own family someday, I just have to be patient and not cowardly walk away...*


©sim
Just felt to write this. Spilling imagination.
FICTIONAL FREESTYLE
341 · Nov 2017
Are You Black Or White?
Seema Nov 2017
Who is black?
And
Who is white?
Rip apart each skin
And find the buried sin
Truth
Everyone is  same
Regardless of name
With no skin
Stands one color only
Now who is holy
Mix them up
See from above
No black
No white
No brown
No light
Just unified red
May be God was color blind
A monochrome shield lined
Shades of black, grey and white
One of the reasons why, humans fight
Our physics is same
Yet, color biased shades shame
Literate are we, which part of mentality
Its a total opposite, grieves to insanity...

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


©sim
340 · Aug 2017
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!
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