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714 · Oct 2017
\Slash...
Seema Oct 2017
Dragging a blood soaked body
Down the hall into the basement
In the presence of nobody
Then cleaning up the placement

The lights are out, in a room I hide
Under a staircase secret door
Terrified as I cling on the side
While breathing less laying on the floor

Another body being dragged
And another, how many?
This house seems to packed
Everyone dead, alive if any!

A krampus out from where
HIDE! HIDE! I don't wanna die
If I beg, will it even care
The horned beast, master of lie

The floor clenched, I hope it doesn't find
Everything seemed quite
Then I felt a hungry breath from behind
****** eyes, breathing smoke, SLASH!

......and I too became quite!


©sim
Happy Halloween :)
708 · Aug 2018
Chameleon (Tanka #64)
Seema Aug 2018
Tiny marble eyes
Visible like a radar
Grinning on the lush
The cutest bundle of joy
Beautiful chameleons


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
705 · Jun 2017
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.


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
704 · Aug 2017
Human Trafficking
Seema Aug 2017
The clip slips from my lips onto the ripped carpet. In the dark kneeling to feel where it fell. Trying out the door but it's locked from outside. The clip was a hope to open as once I tried the trick at home. By now, darkness has engulfed the room, and there is no other escape route. It's quite chilly and too silent as where I am being kept. For almost two hours I am trying to figure out how I got locked here and where am I? Someone must have knocked me out as I am still feeling dizzy. My mobile is dead and my wrist watch seems smashed. As I try to feel around the room, I stumble over someone. I call out but no response. So very hesitantly I check on the pulse. DAMIT!! I am locked up with a dead person? I bang on the door to let me out, but who would hear me? Little do I know, that I am already sold out at a good price. Little do I know, that I am already being shipped to another country. Little do I know, that I am in the middle of the sea. Little do I know, that I am inside a shipping container and not some room. Will I be alive to even see and meet with my coming doom!

©sim
This is just a freestyle write.
702 · Mar 2018
To Die, Peacefully
Seema Mar 2018
To die peacefully at old age
Is a fortunate privilege indeed
It's quite heartbreaking to see
The suffering, as the purries we feed
When soul snatchers are summoned
To collect the soul
Their arrival does alarm
There are no bright lights but clouds of coal
The heartbeats jump and ****
At times the eyes open too wide
When it's time to go,
You can not repel or hide
I wish they go silently in their sleep
The much torture of the epidemic diagnose
And the so called cure antidotes
While everything is fed through tubes in nose
The nights become much darker
To welcome the path to the death valley
How I wish, we could give our lifelines
To the ones we are so close to very
Just for them to live a bit more
How I wish, I had a genie lamp
To grant the wishes for green health
And erase all that is meek and damp
Here I sit in the hospital,
By my mom's bedside
Out of five critical admits,
Four have lost their loved ones side
Tho, the life seems numbered
It is my mom that got through the night
Tears after tears I break silently
So long for the will to fight
I pray hard and ask God
To spare her for sometime
Just a little more
To see her precious everlasting smile
I don't know how I will pull through
As I am just a small canoe
Trying my best to shore the wrecked ship
O' there is so much, left to do
The night owls hoot over the roof
Not a good sign I guess
As I dismiss the negative feelings
Coz within me, my brain is a mess
There are many more things going on
Everywhere in this world
Time flies, and loved ones gone
Expiry their dates, and so are called...


©sim
699 · Oct 2017
Jalte Diye/Burning Lamp
Seema Oct 2017
...Is kadar jale the hum
Jayse jalte hain diye
Khamosh thi nigahein hamari
Suntey rahe badnaami tumhari
Logo ne mujhe ilzaam diya
Ki maine tumse wafaa kiya
Lekin tumne mujhe daga diya
Abh bhujh rahein hain ye diye
Bas tumhari hifaazat kafi hai, mere liye...

••Translated••

...I burn in such a way
Just like the earthen lamp
My eyes and feelings all quite
While listening to the insults and rumors
People taunted me of being too faithful
But you betrayed me
Now this earthen lamp is dying out
Just your well being, is enough for me...


©sim
Diye jalte hain..phool khite hain.... Happy Diwali
696 · Aug 2017
Half-Dead (Tanka #26)
Seema Aug 2017
The sun shines so bright,
On the half-dead meadows near.
A little drizzle,
Creates, glares of peridot
Waves in like colourful flare

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
694 · Dec 2018
Cut Piece
Seema Dec 2018
Everyone will watch you
When you fall
No one will catch you
When you fall

Saddened with sorrow
Tears of pain
Yet, another tomorrow
Will shine, after the rain...

People will laugh at you
When you fail
Hardly someone will correct you
When you fail

Memories may linger
Creeping through your veins
A cut on your finger
May ignite your pain...

The care will come from your heart
When you love
Hurt will also pierce through your heart
When you love

Fall, fail, love or pain
It all comes upon like a fairytale
An experience that we all gain
SOME BREATH, SOME FAIL...



©sim
Spilling thoughts.
693 · Feb 2018
Ringtone These Days
Seema Feb 2018
Suddenly woken from my nap...
I heard the running tap...
Heart pondering, with sweat rushing...
I jumped up moving nearly crashing...
Ouuch, I think I hurt my knee...
But forgetting the pain I searched for the key...
Alone in the house where can it be...
Remembering the place I tracked the key...
Opened the door to see which tap could it be...
To my astonishment, I couldn't see...
I chilled myself relaxing on the couch...
Holy mother, the sound came from my pouch...
Reaching to see what it was, then realized...
I bought a new phone with features customized...
Ringtones set as water splash inside...
And here I assumed evil running sitting outside...


©sim
Scribbling thoughts.
692 · Jun 2017
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...


©sim
688 · Jul 2017
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
687 · Apr 2019
Back to Life
Seema Apr 2019
From the depth of my soul
And sins of my heart
I compel the pains that
Bound my energy
To a level to repent
So my spirit can
Regain trust
Back in life...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
687 · Oct 2017
Embraced With Love
Seema Oct 2017
Holding onto my wine glass tight
He was dancing with her tonight
His gaze locked onto mine
But in his arms was another shine
My thoughts cursed him of his arrogance
Such a user of beauty and innocence
"That's it!! I can't take this any longer"
For what I thought of my love being stronger
It was nothing then a lustful devil in disguise
Coordinating thoughts, playing his game wise
As I turned to go, he grabbed me by my waist
And on the dance floor showed his delicate taste
I was his that's what he whispered in my ears
Leaning over to brush off my tears
Held me tight as if I was running away
I still remember his words until today
He fulfilled his promises and made me his
We are blessed with two beautiful kids
As I wait his flight arrival at this airport
Smiling away, remembering those days we fought
Everytime letting me win with the charms he bought
We got tied into a knot on this very day
Time just few and its our twentieth anniversary today...


©sim
Inspired by neighbors anniversary party.
686 · Feb 2018
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.
685 · Jul 2018
A Thousand Goodbye
Seema Jul 2018
Walking with you, talking
Smiling, hand in hand
I recall those days of ours
And how it all came to an end

You'd never known my heart
The million things it had for you
But soon came the day, I realised
My love was not enough for you  

A peace breakup, was a great deal
That brimmed my eyes with tears
Pierced my heart with infinite thorns
Gone are the days, and so has the years

Just mist of faded memories linger
With time and again gone in flames
Nothing of feel is left to feel
Burning down, kissing flames

Dancing on thorns, it tickles my veins
No more pain is left to endure
Eyes drained, like draught of rain
I am out of breath to ensure

Living is no regret or sly guilt
Moments come and pass by
Lifting my spirit once more
I bid you, a thousand goodbye...


©sim
Fictional write. Spilling imagination.
683 · Dec 2017
The Rock Dome
Seema Dec 2017
A gem in the solar
North, south polar
Is round throughout
Earth is all about

Water, air, heat and cold
So many myths untold
This giant rock holds
Every living creatures behold

Sun, moon and many stars
Brighten this rock so far
You and me see this
While cruising in our car

Stand on a height
To cherish the light
The bright rainbow fall
Or spectrum by the waterfall

Collect the visions seen
And imagine where you've been
With lame name rock dome
This place here, we call home...


©sim
682 · Jul 2017
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
681 · Feb 2018
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.
680 · Feb 2018
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
677 · Jan 2018
Glimpse Of Poseidon
Seema Jan 2018
The ocean rises and falls
The waves hit the trenchious walls
Boats trying to beat the waves to reach shore
I sat on the sea wall watching the war

The lightening struck and thunder roared
While the sea level rouse and I saw God
Poseidon with his trident sharp like sword
A glimpse of him was all I could afford

I watched the skys evolve dark heavy cloud
Upon the sea the roars grew loud
I thought to return home as it got dark
Behind me I saw a light like spark

I looked up and saw the dark skys leak
Perhaps my imagination was at its peak
Rain began to pour heavily on me
I started to run home as it was hard to see

I still remember those days, whenever it rains
Of what I saw, was not verge of insane
I really saw glimpse of a God
I saw Poseidon with his trident sword!


©sim
Truly fiction. Spilling imagination.
675 · Sep 2017
Grinchland
Seema Sep 2017
My breath was fading
As I lay on the ground
There came no aiding
No one was around

I've been running the entire night
Fighting the darknesses chase
Stumbling to get to the light
Insanity pondering my brains to craze

Low tone of church bells
Ring from afar east
Dragging myself to the near well
But down I saw the same beast

Hovering and groaning
Clashing its humongous teeth
Roaring and frowning
Hunger thrusting for meat

It has found me but it's weird
Crouching from behind
As I have felt and feared
Yet, it's blinded by its mind

And so as I gained my conscious
I realised it was already light
Still a bit scared and anxious
Coz there were little grinches in bright

Tho known as to be the meanest of a kind
I was in the grinchland seeking their advice
The creatures of darkness cannot find
Coz this place is magical, and
       they'll just see multiple of themselves in surprise...


©sim
Fictional write.
673 · Sep 2017
Road Romeos
Seema Sep 2017
...so he said
You are the jewel in the crown
Skin so smooth, almond like brown
Teeth white as the winter snow
To you my princess, I kneel to bow

...and she replied**
If I am the jewel in the crown
I belong to a King not you clown
If my skin is smooth and brown
Why do you wag your tail around?
If my teeth is white like snow
So what! Why can't you understand my 'No'
Calling me a princess and bowing is fine
But if you try crossing your flirting line
My slap will turn your face red to shine!
Don't bother me, spoilt creatures,
Else you'll be counting your infinite stitches!
Move away, I am not here for roadside speeches
Else you'll be pushed in the ***** pool of leeches...BEHIND YOU!


©sim
Fun write
672 · Feb 2018
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.
Seema Nov 2017
This life seems like an illusion
There are more problems
Then solution
The dreams that we get
Comes mostly after the sunset
Yet none comes true, I bet
Laying awake at nights
In my head woven is so tight
Many unanswered questions that flash like lights
My heart is such a kind
That it won't listen to my mind
We are a rare piece, not easy to find
Each day becomes shorter than the other
Each night seems longer than another
Each year runs on faster
Mind settles on seeing reality
Every relationship lacks that quality
Not everyone possesses the right ability
Unaware of others situation
We tend to rule out our own conclusion
That's when we fall in the web of illusion
So focus on yourself and the people you love
Rather than a judge or a critic sitting above
Come down and spread the peace like a dove...

©sim
668 · Jan 2018
In Torn Pages
Seema Jan 2018
A myth untold
A torn page flew
A book, unfold
In the wind it blew

My thoughts, my write
I cannot seem to find
A gist of fright
No pages to bind

Why, my mind
You cannot think
Help me rewind
These eyes I blink

Instead you wonder
In the ruins here
A lot to ponder
If he was near

A writer, proud
I wanted to be
He did not encourage
Nor hoped to see

In these ruins found are pages
Ripped, torn lying naked
Its been long, its been ages
Piece by piece stuck forsaken

It was my fate
To have left you
Even if it's late
I'll still wait for you

From these ruins I oversee
The city where we used to be
Now I have all to give
In torn pages, here I live


©sim
Fictional write. Spilling imaginations!!
665 · Aug 2018
Fort To Dust
Seema Aug 2018
Falling fort, cried
in vain, as it started disappearing
right in front of my eyes
Pillars dropped like weak weapons
Crushing to the emotionless ground
Deep trenches seem to elude
What on earth, was I witnessing
Few around gathered, gazing at the fall
None, heard the cries
From the ruined like walls
My ears seem to pick the historic ache
That stood tall, for centuries
A pileup of derbies, now filled the place
Birds, call for their peers to see
Where once they all seem to be
A nightmare flunged for the poor creatures
Busted off, so to flee
Like an ancient grave, it sleeps in silent
Never to awake to stand tall
In dust it loses itself day by day
Only the wind answers its call...


©sim
Spilling imagination. Inspired by a painting.
664 · Feb 2019
Withering With Time
Seema Feb 2019
And forth came a glimpse
Of a withered face,
In the broken mirror,
That stands behind the curtain lace
Grey, messy hair bun,
Wrinkle filled sunken eyes
A heavy set of, glass rests
On the nose, pointing skies
The fresh mint tea brew
Excits, the twitched lips
Oh, dear I miss thee -
Thy soul that rips
Guide these trembling hands
To thank in a prayer
The lousy back won't help
For my walker, has lost a pair
Dragging one leg by other
As I sit by the fireplace
Sipping the fragranced tea
Rocking my chair in a pace
Thousands of memories
Rail down my alzheimers head
So many years gone
Now, it's just me and my empty bed
Tears fill and spill by its own will
I got to pack up, for I to, have to leave
Leaving all memories behind
In a slient place to grieve
A small room, I am spared to
At the golden age gardenia
I am almost gone from myself
Just few threads, hanging near...



©sim
Recently, visited the Golden Age Home. So many old and left alone people with sorrowful eyes greeted. Inspired.
663 · Feb 2018
Apocalypse
Seema Feb 2018
Tempest triumph turmoil tomb
Seeketh life or seeketh whom
Ashes, bones lay beneath me
Humble yourself, so you can see
A wide range of locus holograms
Pinched around like metal prams
Escape none to route a way
Knuckles grit, sinking everyday
Dark puffed, stuffed grey matter
Auction solidarity is no better
Speech of silence, clouds of rain
Piercing pledging pleading pain
Thy grace, I praise as heavens open
Not above but a voice has spoken
Walk the steps downs, the voices called
Come to us, you belong to our world
Pushed dragged and pulled a few miles
Clowned faces, greet with smiles
Mummified shrouds hang like dolls
Eyes spring out like the tennis *****
Dredged with stinkful skillful spills
Rainbow colored infinite pills
Wide-eyed blinks match the flurocent
Contour light lights up the magnificent
Bridges burn birthing ashes
Torn ripped ***** worn sashes
Two hands praying, Lord save our nation
Two legs walk, it's another fashion
Rotten forgotten the limpage lives
All hands stuck in the money hives
Online tariff tragic traffic terror
Highlights viral vital error
Known unknown captured in doubts
Strapped bodies spillage by mouths
Shots of needles through my veins
End of life, foregone with pains!


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
660 · Nov 2017
Power Of Prayer
Seema Nov 2017
The hands of a giver
Like our Lord
Flows like a river
Pushes us forward
We the receiver
Beings of today
Believe a deceiver
Dramas everyday
Dark days drown you
Trustworthy left few
You cry and pray
He listens what you say
Delivers from evil
Yet you're led by devil
In dark holes
You hide like moles
Found by the cops
Beaten from bottom to top
Heavy dose on drugs
You lay on wet rugs
Cry till your tears dry
It's about time to try
Kneeling down
Like a messy clown
Asking for forgiveness
From our Lord God
You yell out your grieveneses
And utter the good words
The prayer cleanses your soul
Sparks light in the dark hole
You feel the hand touch
Thankful so much
The evil being cast out
While your soul comes about
At the feet of our Lord
You deliver reverence
To the almighty God...

©sim
659 · May 2018
Surrendering
Seema May 2018
On the shores of heaven
An angel sits, with bright wings
Guiding the souls to their gate
Soothing hymns, it sings

The golden gates open wide
To welcome the souls to its realm
Hailing to our father, the saviour
All souls, look the same

Glory to the mighty king
Above and beyond all
We raise our hands and praise to thee
Please listen to our call

One, you are, that of high
For every being and soul bows to you
The creator and destroyer of this universe
We submit ourselves to you...



©sim
Inspired by an article I read today. I am not a Christian tho.
658 · Sep 2018
Put To Rest - Memories
Seema Sep 2018
Another lonesome, night has passed
The same moon, gives random smile
Lost count of my sleep, being days
Memories rush in pile by pile

Thoughts linger of those left
The four corners of my room, cry with me
No one comes now for chats over tea
There is nothing left, in my eyes to see

Pale, flushed, dark begs hung by
These eyes have grown tired of blinking
Rush through these windows, O daring wind
And carry me away from this sinking pain

Take me to a place, where feelings don't exists
Away where I can forget everyone
Put me, then, in a deep deep sleep
Or just shoot me with a gun

Once and for all, these eyes would shut for good
Even my memories won't pile to project
Tears would no longer wet my pillows
Everything known, I'll just forget...


©sim
Spilling clinging thoughts.
656 · Sep 2017
Untrusted
Seema Sep 2017
I've heard the gossips you've spread
I am hurt with the words and all these tears
Spitting venom to spin on threads
For the secret was buried for many years

The truth you twisted, so now I am characterless
But truth has always won hearts over heartless
For every mouth that speaks, wrong against me
Will be ******* on their own venoms, you'll see

As for you, a shameless trusted friend
I've always favored you in your down time
Now all has come to an untrusted end
Your deeds are no less than a childish crime...


©sim
649 · Aug 2023
Grief
Seema Aug 2023
Letting go of the fond touch
Which once we embraced
The knots undone sadly
But much of the memories praised
O'Mother of my existence
I still can't let go of your hand
Clunghed on tightly
This grief, I cannot mend

Here I sit alone, thinking
Why must a life so beautiful end
When we just found the reasons
Of how we must take our stand
Dear Lord, ****** this feelings
From my piercing heart
I don't know about death
But I wish I could be a part

Never had I imagined
A life without you mum
Life almost feels like a burden
Most times am just numb
I speak to my shadow
Thinks I cannot tell anyone
You were my adorn listener
But sadly, you are gone...


©Seema Sen, 2021
649 · Apr 2019
One-sided Love
Seema Apr 2019
A weird world it is
To capture ones feeling
Of hope
The loath of living

I prospected to give
Of what I had
Giving up my all
Yet, not dead

Here, I sign and realise
Of lives worth
And there, he lives
And moves forth

All because,
Of one sided love...


©sim
Spilling imagination.
647 · Sep 2017
Whom To Blame
Seema Sep 2017
When mother earth gets angry
Throwing her quake tantrums
Buildings collide and news report, earthquake

When the sea gets upset
Seeing mother earth suffer
Water floods and news report, tsunami

When the winds get frustrated
By many chemical outbreak
Buildings, animals uprooted and news report, tornado

When the intense heat churns
With all the terrific human actions
Unpredictable fires blaze and news report, climactic disorder

And when all occurs, one after the other, it's global warming

This is our doings!

Not mother earth
Not the sea
Not the wind
Not the sun
Not the nature as a whole

It's our selfish experiments

Calling ourselves geniuses!!


Wow!


©sim
Save our planet.
646 · May 2019
Below My Flesh
Seema May 2019
The lies that lie within me
Has tortured my soul
And renched my body
Drenching in my own sludge
Where coming back
Seems too hard
The smile that stretches
Across my face
Is another lie
Inside, its another me crying
To breakthrough from
The unworthy bonds
That promise alot
And laugh away
Like nothing ever mattered
As tho, my existence
Is meaningless
How much will I cry?
How much will I subdue?
How much will I endure?
Before, I let go off this life
Merging with the fear
And losing self control
Over the past years
Living like a hog
Rooted to the reclined
Unmotion state of speaking
How am I going to emerge?
How will I continue this life?
How will I matter to anyone?
In this selfish world
My existence, will not matter
For even, if I disappear
My existence, will not matter...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
642 · Oct 2017
Don't Be A Cheat
Seema Oct 2017
When the other is a cheat
And you are not
Everytime they meet
They think they won't be caught

Hush now and feel the tears
Of the one you are cheating
Losing you, acts like fears
To them, whom you avoiding

Don't do such deeds
As what goes around, comes around
Fulfilling your ***** needs
Then kneeling on the ground

Praying on the loss of the loved ones
It would be too late then
For they will be gone for months
And may never ever return...


©sim
641 · Jul 2023
Thinking About You
Seema Jul 2023
...and here we go again
picking up the pieces from a different spot
wiping off those tears
overthinking of what not
trying hard to smile
from noon to night
...here we go again
hugging the empty sheets
which once wrapped us together
now just carries the lucent scent of yours
mocking my breath
delusionally breaking me over and over
within the realms of my heart
...here we go again
being sober yet intoxicated in your love
the madness of reality
awake in my sleep dreaming
...here we go again
with more tears flooding my eyes
and numbing my feelings for you
at this moment, I am done thinking
done..thinking about you.


©Seema Sen, 2023
629 · Nov 2017
Love May Never Come
Seema Nov 2017
The seasons changed
The clouds gathered
The rain poured
But you never bothered

The rain is pouring once again
But my love is not here
This heart weeps in pain
It yearns for you my dear

Lonely are the streets
Lonely is my house
Lonely is this heart
Loneliness all surrounds

Whom shall I tell of this loneliness
As it's spreading like an illness
My eyes keep wondering
My eyes keep searching

This loneliness is making me insane
Waiting for you to come
How naive is this heart, as it doesn't understand
When someone leaves, they never return

My tears pour down to damp
The pillows on which I cry
My heart burns slowly like an earthen lamp
They won't stop no matter how much I try

The seasons indeed have changed
And my love hasn't come
......my love may never come.....


©sim
629 · Jul 2017
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
624 · Dec 2017
New Years Eve Confession
Seema Dec 2017
I loved you
And I love you still
I will not beg you
But I will wait for you
To see if you live up to your promises
Yes, the ones you've been making
None fulfilling
I gave you multiple chances
Yet you demand more
Am out  of your league but my silence will break,
Once you prove your promises true
I do confess, I loved you and I still do
But I want those words to be real

From you...

©sim
Happy 2018 :)
619 · Aug 2017
Alert - Rising Plight
Seema Aug 2017
When days are drowning
And wind is charming
The laughing Sun, churns
And the skin spots are alarming

Bare the natures wrath
As we are the ones responsible
Dumping litter here and there
Forgot about disposal

Reasoning our irrelevant actions
And scrambling with our rights
Driving in polished cars
While some adhere to plights

Campaigners walk on streets
To pick up others waste
People just pass by to greet
Hungering to delicacy taste

Activists, I am not, No!
But we all know that it's wrong
To litter around is no show
Coz clearing takes too long

It's commonsense, alright
Please use your educated brains
Pollution is at a rising height
Clogging everywhere when it rains

Mother nature gets mad at some point
And we see in news, the flooding and rain
About anywhere in the world we are
I think everyone has a working brain!



©sim
618 · Jun 2017
Corpses (Tanka #3)
Seema Jun 2017
Faint flint like floating  
Locked with chains, swept up rust cages
Iron locks secured
Damage ones reveal, flopped
experiments, putrefy



©sim
618 · Nov 2017
Nasty Monster
Seema Nov 2017
A breath intake
That's all he needs
Thrown in lake
As the monster feeds

With an arm lost
It became hard
They bought him at a cost
Left him with a guard

A champ swimmer was he
But kept himself low
Like a lock and a key
He was ready for a blow

Nasty lake monster
Feared by many
Ordered by minister
Whoever kills, will get lots of penny

Here they thought
The monster would eat
But under water he fought
It smelled the meat

It's head sliced by a sword he hid
People thought, the monster got the bait
In the lake towards the mid
With spears was the monsters wait

Blood turning lake to red
He swam up with the monsters head
Nearing the lake bed
People rejoiced with the monster dead

The honor of bravery
He was awarded for
No longer slavery
He was respected more...


©sim
Spilling imagination. Fiction.
Story poem.
616 · Aug 2017
Strange Song
Seema Aug 2017
The strange song
Rings in my ear
Something's wrong
Why do I fear?

My body is cold
With sweat drops
My breath I hold
And then it stops

This unknown energy
Is trying to control
To create a synergy
And change me overall

Each day a different feel
If spoken, my words a lie
Lost appetite with my meal
I don't understand, why!

Its been few years
I am put on medications
Yet, my ears hear
The strange song with dedication...


©sim
Ok, I am not on any medication.
This is totally a fiction write.
Inspired by someone complaining to the doctor, that they hear drum beats in their ear.
614 · Aug 2017
Her Flowery Grave
Seema Aug 2017
He was a lonely boy
Always fixing a broken toy
Dirt covered his face
Old shoes with no lace
But he wore them today
It was his sisters birthday
And he was fixing her doll
Someone gave a sudden call
Which left him in tears
Then came his darkest fears
His mother's voice shouting
Crying, his sense undoubting
He pretended not to hear
It was a special day of the year
He was going to see her
At the foot of the hill, afar
She lived there alone
In the cold, under a tombstone
Last year, he planted flowers
When bloomed, he sat there for hours
Today he's got her another gift
Her favorite doll that came adrift
By a narrow creek nearby
He always wondered why
His beautiful sister got taken away
Far to be buried, where she lay
Alone, along the plain meadows
Where lived now the shadows
Of those dead, buried in ground
Where huge raintrees surround
He picked her favorite flowers
And walked towards the stone towers
There a flowery grave waited
To be visited and weeded
After done with clearing
He sat there grieving and tearing
Telling her stories of his life
How often he's threatened with a knife
But with a smile, he promised to be brave
As he curled up, beside his sisters grave...

©sim
Can you picture this :)
611 · Oct 2017
Don't Give Up
Seema Oct 2017
The road is rough
The work is tough
But losing hope
And unable to cope
Is our biggest drawback
Where we start to lack
Our true capabilities
And thus neglect our responsibilities
The thoughts of getting rich
May lead us to a dump ditch
If we do not change,
The way we are
The way we think
Accepting challenges, being brave
Working hard as time blinks
When all pays off at the end
Then you do not have to crave
For anything you wished for
For everything you can have
What little you can serve
To the unlucky ones around
And showers of blessing will automatically surround
Where we are now, is not "The End"
Strive, Thrive, Revive, Refresh, Recharge, Reclaim!
.......Go For It!!!


©sim
610 · Aug 2017
My Souls Keeper
Seema Aug 2017
My life isn't drowning
With grudges of past
I withhold my powers
To see, what comes last

Night brings in fear
Of being tortured again
Still I continue to live
As long as I am sane

I am strong willed, alone
Not a coward as you may think
My heart has become a stone
It lets all my feelings sink

I may die one day
Without even your touch
In a deep sleep, unwaken
I know, you don't care much

Alone, I was born
Then I was raised
Later got torn
Others were amazed
Brimed to the top
With your beautiful love
Then my wings, you chopped
And let me fall from above
You showed me light
In the darkest hour before
Now, you prove wrong, right
Consuming me in your internal war
I am not weak to fight
We can still talk it out
These chains are tight
But I will not scream or shout
If death chose, you as my reaper
So enjoy you grateful deed
Lord is my souls keeper
He will deliver my prayers, indeed!


©sim
609 · Aug 2017
Melting Down
Seema Aug 2017
You say I am a diamond
In the middle of the ocean
Least you know, about me
So take caution and precaution
For I am an iceberg
Steady in my flow
Harmless, but dangerous
Yet, I mean to glow
I shine
I welcome
I drown
I wreck

I am plumpy downwards
And just a little above the waves
So many hollows
And yes, I have a cave
Within me, I am no one
Not a spirit or a living soul
No one invited me, to come
As I somehow drifted from the pole
Alone adrift
Alone forever

When the sun shines
Tears of joy roll down
Making my head smaller
And I begin to drown
Slowly
Painfully

I am melting
I am melting

Down



Exiting this realm into the next,
Rising the ocean
A level higher...


©sim
Sometimes I feel like an iceberg to, atleast some traits of it :)
609 · Oct 2017
Human Beasts
Seema Oct 2017
Crawling mists
Moonless night
Hovering beasts
Pledging plight

Stars sink in sky
Mind puzzle bound
I ask myself, why
I'm not yet found

Hands covered in dirt
Laying low in the reeds
Pulling up my skirt
Thinking of my needs

Dews covered my face
Dusk broke the first light
Birds began to race
Two voice seem to fight

Up on my feet slowly
Finding my track back
My feelings so lonely
O' where is my pack

A dim campfire shown
Delighted I ran towards
My heart got blown
Seeing bodies hung via cords

Which way shall I run
My lifeline running low
A shot from a gun
And my pace geared slow

Blood smeared on my face
As I fell on the ground
Lost my track in a trace
Human beasts surround...


©sim
Spilling imagination :)
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