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408 · Dec 2017
No More Camps
Seema Dec 2017
The ground is damp
Lets light a lamp
Put away the stuffs
And build a camp
There is the lake
Lets hurry and make
The camp fire light
To bright up the night
It seems too dark
I hear the dog bark
Over there in that park
Opposite that is a house
The haunted wretched
All withered and patched
But that's far from here
An unusual atmosphere
We observe the surround
Laying low to the ground
Nothing happened scary
Except the mist appeared in a hurry
And dang at 3a.m
We heard awful cries
Loud fights
****** sights, yet
All gone by the morning light
No more camps for me
I don't want to be
The next victim of phasmophobia...

©sim
Fictional write.
407 · Dec 2017
My Little Smeagols
Seema Dec 2017
The moments fade
Like that of many seasons
Leaving appalling memories
And few fake reasons

Just to comfort ones self
And spreading the warmth of smiles
Never letting anyone guess
The walk you take alone in miles

Tho shattered into infinite pieces
Still keeping your frame strong
Waking up everyday like dead
From within, you know you're not wrong

Days spent at work
And free time at the park
While watching the fictional routines of norms
You sit there till dark

You begin to love your solitude
And avoid congestion and loud
Away from the puppeteer world
Into your own little happy crowd

Where you have smiles, kindness
Warmth, and selfless gratitude
The place where the unfortunate children are
You encourage them with positive attitude

With little presents for God's earthly angels
You can't get enough of their cheerful giggles
Left in orphanages and other caring homes
My friends are these, my little smeagols



©sim
Spare a gift this festive season for the unfortunate children.
407 · Feb 2018
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.
407 · Jun 2020
Color And Race
Seema Jun 2020
The vengeance of morrow clouds
Move in ugly hounds
Provoking the unspoken to reach,
With guns and machetes handed to each
No mercy to the grounds that soak
The innocent blood of the vulnerable bloke
Help no other, of why should one
A hit shot dead, from a firing gun
Unarmed, visibility proof shown
Then why, was he deliberately disowned
Skin deep colors, reflect those eyes
When questioned, they ***** all lies
The growing crisis, has built cratic
Racism trolls, what remains static?
Absurd riots, counting the days
Shame no shame on the current slays
The one almighty, patiently watching all
One by one, the countries will fall...



©Seema Sen, 2020
It's very sad to read the current US news.
406 · Aug 2017
A Sting Or A Kiss
Seema Aug 2017
Buzzing is an angry bee trying to nest on my hair,
Just won't stop flying near my naked ear.
Hard to see, my face covered in a mask care,
A vicious sting of it, is all I fear.

Waving my hands in the air to chase it around,
Soon it comes buzzing after a while.
An angry wild bee that won't buzz off from my surround,
I know it really wants to kiss with a smile.

Could it be the spell of flowery sweet scent on my blouse,
Attracting the little ****** on me today.
Or is it the sweet cart that sells sweets near my house,
My mind is too confused, what can I say?

It's a memorable kiss on my red cheek,
Like a balloon, so painful as I speak!



©sim
Sonnet
406 · Jan 2018
The Spell
Seema Jan 2018
The lasting fragrance
Of that perfume
Just hits my head and
Puts me on fume
Going crazy with the smell
Too much to bare,
Seems am put on spell
Now that my head feels light
But something's not right
Why that smell
That delirious spell
The ringing of bells
The gates of hell
Almost insane......I can tell!!

©sim
I love perfumes, the enchanting fragrance...and each unique mesmerising smell, casts a spell and opens Windows to different worlds or just hell ;-)

What's your favorite fragrance?
Seema Nov 2017
Count me out
This Christmas!
I will go away
Out of your sight
On a lone road far away
Right this night
So you don't have to see my face
A place where you can not trace
You are a well put up show
I did care alot, you know!
But it doesn't mean anything to you
You are a hard hearted statue
No care, no love, no feelings at all
You mean business and money
And fame, hence you not lonely
It would make no difference
For you have many people around you
I was just a stained face, that's how you knew
It's just been an hour since I left your mansion
My phone keeps ringing seemed you in tension
No, this time am not answering your call
I had enough of respect, as you made me fall
Embarrassing me with your ego and arrogance
Told me, I was over him with my innocence
I am hurt, yes I am! Thanks for this gift
For this Christmas my emotions are adrift
You may forget me soon
But I will always remember you
As I remember this moon...

©sim
Fictional write ;)
406 · Aug 2017
Smoky Serpent
Seema Aug 2017
The smoky serpent rises
Above the heads of some
The sight hurts my eyes
It knows, it's not welcome

I cough and I choke
As it enters the atmosphere
My breathing gets heavy
For the deadly cancer, I fear

It stinks as I cover my nose
Second-hand smoking is at worse
Awareness by the educated people
They are the ones who ride this horse

So much to eradicate this demon
But fail to exile the makers
Putting awareness on the packets
Only lures and leads more smokers

It controls the people like a God
No matter what approach you take
The roll glows in between the lips
And the serpent is released in the lake...


©sim
"serpent is released in the lake..." this line means that the smoke is released in the air.

Smoking/second-hand smoking is injurious to health.
405 · Apr 2019
I am a Garbage
Seema Apr 2019
A sleep, so sound
In the alley florished
With green ground
The twinkling of stars
And the horning
Of rough cars,
Disturbs my sleep
That I've fallen
Into deep
Where my eyes are blind
With deaf ears
And a dead mind
A few hands grab
By my soaked frame
Just to drag
Me, out from the pool
Where I was caught in,
Shoved in with a tool
The beats has stopped
My heart aches no more
As my body dropped
In the freezing fog
Out of sight
In an aisle morg
I called out loud
But the airs freeze
In a chilly cloud
My eyes so still
My breaths gone
My bones fractured
My face all torn
My identity stolen
I am no one known
Like any other corpse
I am a garbage, that's thrown....



©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional
405 · Oct 2017
Same Story
Seema Oct 2017
Every song I sing
Every tune I make
Every note I write
I think of loving you
As I sit and stare down
The water ripples and
My true self shown
A stone hearted being
Yet in my mind I sing
Every breath I take
In every beat of my heart
Every day the same story
As my mind worries,
My heart feels sorry
I may be going crazy
As the atmos turns hazy
For every moment of the day
I keep missing you,
..........................even today

©sim
Inspired by the song "every breath I take, every move I make, every single day..I keep missing you" love the song.
404 · Oct 2017
SomeOne Else...
Seema Oct 2017
The lipstick on your shirt
Is not mine
The perfume on your clothes
Is not mine
The smile you put on
Is not for me
The phone calls you get
Is not from me
Surely things have changed
I am a stranger now
Someone who doesn't exist
I have become unnoticeable
You have totally ignored me
You have shut me off
Then why am I still around?
Why does my heart ache?
Why do these tears flow?
Why do I still wait for you?
I guess am nothing to you now
As it was a well scripted gameplay
My mind understands
But my heart is facing a storm
Flooding with tears
Trembling with fears
I'm signing off today
Thank you for a great lesson
I'm out of your way...

©sim
Fictional write.
403 · Aug 2017
Why Would You Love Me?
Seema Aug 2017
If you fall, in love with me
You would surly regret
In the storm of my state
You would drown and forget

I live near the city of grief
Dwelling with my own sorrows
Why should I dream of...
What I would regret tomorrow

Why should you be in distress
For my world is abandoned
Your lifes journey should be easy
Tho, I'd be a bit saddened

What am I? But a broken soul
There'll come many in your way
To take you in their dreamlands
So why do you ask me everyday,

......if I love you?

©sim
403 · Nov 2017
Beautiful Firefly
Seema Nov 2017
You fly up high
You fly down low
You are a beauty
A natures show
You are a beetle
So **** cute
Tho so little
You ain't a mute
A power pack
Loaded on your back
You flash your lights
And ignite the nights
The light that glow
I hope it doesn't blow
Your wings are shiny
Your eyes so tiny
If your heat bell rings
You might burn your wings
It would make me sad
To see a burned firefly
Others have fled
As above my head you fly
You are my beautiful
Firefly...


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


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

©sim
402 · Jan 2018
Sweet Proposal
Seema Jan 2018
This cool breeze
This moonless night
The swaying of trees
The stars glow bright

Your hand in mine
This night seems so fine
A gulp of red wine
We had a lovely dine

You got on your knees
"Will you marry me please"
Your proposal was so sweet
That got me on my feet

"Yes", was all I could say
A diamond ring made its way
On my finger forever to stay
A gentle kiss on his lips I lay

A happy moment we had
Until I fell off my bed
Oh it all came to an end
It was morning again, my bad

©sim
Just a dream.
402 · Feb 2018
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.
402 · Jan 2018
Walking On Heels
Seema Jan 2018
In my shoes
I walk alone
Laces loose
I step on stones

Wicked days
Time is short
Unpredictable ways
I hope its not

With heavy heart
Days look grey
Breaking in parts
I kneel to pray

A happy feel
I smile today
Walking on heels
I waited for this day

©sim
402 · Oct 2017
Error 500!
Seema Oct 2017
Error 500 slammed on my face
When I wanted to post
It raced its pace
And left me standing at the coast

Not the first time to be
Now it's like something's wrong
I am able to comment and see
But then the page load takes too long

Is HP comming to an end?
I hope not, please!
See to this, mend or amend
And put this error 500 on freeze.

Thank you.


©sim
402 · Sep 2017
Coffee And Him
Seema Sep 2017
Hand me a cup
Hand me a spoon
Let's drink coffee
While watching the moon

Your hands touching mine
As the eyes light up the desire
Your skin deliciously shine
You've just set me on fire

The cup stood still
So did the spoon
The coffee wasn't made
While the dark clouds hid the moon

You passionately kissed my lips
Almost losing myself to you
Your hands grabbed my hips
That's when my eyes opened, searching for you...


©sim
400 · Dec 2020
Vibes
Seema Dec 2020
When the days grow dark and ugly
And the nights become long and lonely
Your thought brings in a flint of light
For a little moment only

When there is nothing to hold onto
And all the faith, starts to lose control
Your smile brings in hope
If I just lift my head and call

When the tears won't stop rolling
And the heart aches and weighs heavily
Your warm hug gives me assurance
For the weighness disappears easily

You seem to be a true magician
That has put my heart and soul on sail
I don't know how to thank you
But I know now, I will not fail


©Seema Sen, 2020
Seema Nov 2017
You happen to fear no one
Look what happened now
You had a licensed gun
To death you now bow

A deceased material
A so called psychopath
So much of you unreal
Yet no one measured your depth

Surely you got unnoticed
And took your own life
Dear friend, you will be missed
But your news is a rife

I hope your soul rests in peace
As your appreciation to people was less
Do behave wherever you are, please
And not create a forbidden mess

On your casket, here I place a rose
And pray solace to your soul today
I do grief on your loss as we were close
Sadly, in a very short time you went away...

©sim
Fictional write.
399 · Aug 2018
Blessing
Seema Aug 2018
If God has a way of doing things right...
Then why we blame each other, day and night...
Life is beautiful and meant for living...
Then why you say its not worth believing...
We have many differences that we've seen with time...
Then why we fuss and feel that I've committed a crime...
I stood up in every work you confronted...
But it seems like it was all taken for granted...
You may feel that despite your petty deeds...
I fulfilled every of your hopeless needs...
Don't be too assured of your lame instincts...
For I know how it feels like when word stings...
Too bad I had to let you go without cursing...
For God will do his best and deliver his blessings!


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

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
396 · Nov 2017
Buried With A Beating Heart
Seema Nov 2017
Forever more
That's what you said
My heart you tore
You didn't mention that
Aches of pain in my chest
You let me bleed to a foreign death
Classed me up like no other
In despair you also killed my brother
A lie or a mental case
Before I could mend
You smashed my face
Left me in a corner to the end
Pools of blood all around
Bleeding to death on the ground
You stood looking unrecognized
The tools you cleaned and organized
I gasped with my torn face
Death crawling at a fast pace
The feel of heat on my body
Unable to see or call somebody
Lighting up fire and burning my flash
You laughed and cried, a bucket of splash
Fused off the fire, almost dead
Heart still beating, you seemed scared
I was still alive when you buried me
My love, my life...O' what you made me see
My own tortuous death by your hand
Which once I held with love till the end
Now, all buried with a beating heart
What have you done, what is this art?
What was your motive, you should have talked
I was your love, but my life you clocked
Within seconds my beats stopped
You dug up the grave, my head you chopped
All satisfied, you set on my grave
Weeping loud, cursing and crying
I was not brave
I was not even trying
My love for you was pure
Death as medicine, came upon as a cure...


©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional write
396 · Aug 2017
Loneliness To Love
Seema Aug 2017
...and so the moments passed
With the blink of my eyes
Today, it seemed like a decade
Yet, the same feelings rise

Seeing his warm sweet smile
Strikes a string in my heart
The spell binding gaze and glances
I still compliment his clever art

Surprisingly, he's still single
O'what could have been the wait
His staring eyes, questions me
Where is my stable mate?

I changed my gaze, to hide my truth
He walked across from the crowd
Looked deep into my eyes
Then whispered, "I am so proud"

A little confused, I asked of what
He said, "for recognizing him, after years
And knowing, you're not committed, but
Why pretend, when your eyes answer in tears"


We talked for hours, till the peek of twilight
On the first rays of the sun, he got on his knees
And proposed for a lifetime commitment
The moment was so lovely, I felt myself freeze

Now my big day is around the corner
It's like a dream fulfilling within a dream
A happy start of my second life
The flow of love now a beautiful stream....


©sim
I was going to write a short story but than I ended up writing a poem. Not my best write, but I just wanted to let this story out from my imaginative mind.
396 · Aug 2017
Rose Within Pages
Seema Aug 2017
I was, to be given to someone
As a symbol of true love
She was a studious one
And he was an average above

He wanted to give her a rose
But, was doubtful and scared
So he wrote her a nice prose
With an ink of color red

Library was her favorite place
So he placed the prose with a rose
And tied it with a thin threaded lace
As she glanced him with a pose

He placed a note and the flower
In her favorite research book
And waited her for an hour
But she was already in a hook

This broke his innocent heart
As he thought his love was blooming
Coz she was alone from the start
Unfortunately, he kept on assuming

The old books got replaced, over the week
As all got outshelved in the storage
No hands could reach and seek
This special book in the wreckage

My fragrance and youth, left me
And sank within the heavy pages
I am withered old, for no one to see
Stuck with the unread prose, for ages

Burnt in a sudden fire
Few books, behind and around
None was this books buyer
It just laid aimless on the dusty ground

A dead rose, covered within sheets
Hoping to be found oneday
If this book gets sold on the streets
Someone might have a special day...


©sim
"I" - in this write refers to a rose.
395 · Aug 2018
Nurturer (Tanka #62)
Seema Aug 2018
Breathing blossoms, smile
daily at the nurturer
Kissing blooming lips
The petals touch each other
Crazy breeze pulps in romance


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
395 · Nov 2017
Greed For Wealth
Seema Nov 2017
I am at peace
Tho my heart has freezed
No more love
My soul is floating above
Looking down at the decompose
I take a while to pose
To see if it's really me in the shallow grave
Laying damp and half decap, in a foam cave
So far from home, in a lonesome forest
Dumped by my own, here I rest
Who would have thought, of me this way
Wonderful words about me, all say
Yet, so brutality tortured and left here
Covered in blood, face torn in fear
Just my wealth was the family greed
So viciously got rid of me, a soul freed
Now almost thirteen days
I am missing, broken from ties
My eyes deceived all the beautiful lies
Trapped here, all alone
Thrown on me, are some big stones
I wished for love
I wished for life
I wished to live
But now, I see my body and grieve
Such a honor, I received
May the wealth, grant them health
From here, I wish for them to atleast thank
But I can imagine, their rejoice at the bank
An orphan, I was with fosters around
So make believe love, in my surround
Now its my decomposition rotting in this ground
Silence dusting with winds, such a peaceful sound
Waiting to be discovered, this known decap
In the news soon, my ****** mystery shall recap...


©sim
Spilling imagination, Fictional write :)
394 · Jan 2018
I Quit!
Seema Jan 2018
My eye strains
Looking at you
My body pains
Working for you

An evil boss
Overtime obsessed
Fear of loss
Does his best

I quit today
He's a pain
**** this day
He's insane

Charming dude
Oh yes, he is
Always rude
Never at ease

Busy life
Single cool
No wife
Acting like fool

Goodbye work
Am out for good
No more mocks
Defined mood!

©sim
My previous job was such a swamp :)
394 · Sep 2017
Barred Soul
Seema Sep 2017
With all the past thoughts
With all the broken knots
Of my heart and mind
With every feeling I can find
I've buried it deep
Deep where, I can keep
In my heart's darkest well
The secrets that I can't tell
There is a burning fire of hell
Within my heart,
Where my soul is barred in a cell
My body, a medium to real hell
I can't figure out if it's a spell
Each night my aura repels
Within the dark cell, my soul dwells
The darkness consumes me slowly
The night has turned unholy
Tongue like flame rises to leap
Every night it's impossible to sleep...

©sim
394 · May 2019
The Love, I Miss
Seema May 2019
I hear you calling
From the white sandy shore
To join you, watching
The sunset, like before
Your voice fading
With the trade winds gust
Yet, it echos
As I write your name in the dust
For love is what I breath
And you are a core part of me
Here, I stand gazing
At the deep blue sea
Your memories float
To the places we've been
There are still places
Left to be seen
As usual,
I am waiting for you
At the same places
But seems you've disappeared
Among your traces
From the mountains to the valleys
I've called out your name
In deep trenches and flods
My echo's playing game
The seasons changing
More than it used to
Like it rains, more often
And so does my eyes too
Fear breaks, on my whaf-ifs
But I've kept our promise
Hope you come soon
For your longliness, I dearly miss...


©sim
:-)
393 · Oct 2017
A Goodbye Note
Seema Oct 2017
My mind rejects your thought
Clashing like waves, rocking the boat
My heart echos the feelings caught
Through these waves, that come afloat

No assurance of this pulse that beat
Tired of love, tired of each sin
Nailed and knocked of being a cheat
My world sinking as it took a spin

What has been done already
I cannot go back to undo that
My life is on a rock boat, unsteady
As I sit and recall our last chat

With a sharp blade, I tally the days
On my wrist where my pulse state
I cried out for help, in many ways
Pushed off, from everyone cause of hate

Now I bleed while the water turns red
The boat is sinking, I will not save myself
Drowning slowly with this pain in my head
Cherish the moments and look after yourself!
............................GOODBYE!...................­...........
*

©sim
Suicide and being suicidal is NOT the answer. Please talk to someone who can listen to you. Life is too precious to commit suicide!
392 · Nov 2018
False Hope
Seema Nov 2018
I see blood red, when I close my eyes
And black falling stars, when I open my eyes
A darting arrow, right across the sky
With my name engraved in the sky

Rain of prickly thorns, brush through my skin
Stretching, brusing, tearing my skin
The strength to lift myself, is no more
The once life filled body is no more

Shattering leaves sing, dead songs
No rhyme or rhythm matches the songs
A distant footstep sheds a little hope
But it seems a delusion, a false hope



©sim
392 · Jan 2018
Premier Change
Seema Jan 2018
Now the skies have turned amber
Due to the burning fields, near
The rise of cunning termites
Is at peak, this time of the year

The bumpy clouds have gathered
But there is no sign of rain
The elnino has spread wide
Wrapping wrath in pain

The greenery has shaded
The temperature rising each day
The cool air has waded
Animals dying everyday

Sweat, fills under my sucken eyes
Humidity on troll these days
Birds peek to drink water,
Trying to cool themselves in some ways...


©sim
Climatic change, a devastating downflow we are swimming into. Soon to be drowned in our own geo creations.
391 · Jan 2018
New Fluttering Wings
Seema Jan 2018
The wind pours the sorries
Of my wandering past
Gently brushing away my worries
As I ran fast
Into the dense forest
Where solitude is in abundance
So I can finally put my thoughts to rest
Atleast for once
The tears drop on dead leaves
As I lay down on the ground
No one ever believes
I hope I am never found
For trust is all I did
Making sure I was heard
Hearing people bid
On me, made me really scared
I am a poor village girl
Away from the metro life
Here people gather and sell
Today, I am standing on a knife
I am a human, am I not
Weak and fragile, innocent and naive
I have never fought
But today, I am featured on what I can give
My mouth is taped
But my eyes screams and speaks
I heard women are bought and *****
God, save me from these freaks
A fight broke off surprisingly
And a stampede quickly stormed around
People killing mercilessly
So much blood on the ground
I ran, ran as fast as a deer
In the night, out of everyone's sight
Trembling with fear
Until I reached a height
What happened next, I had no clue
Fluttering my eyes after hours
All I could see was blue
And rays of sunshine showers
A hand so gentle touched my face
An old lady, with a generous smile
Safe was I, from the bid race
Yes I ran quite a mile
I just wish other girls are safe like me
From the ruthless monstrous beings
But I am glad, I am alive to see
My fluttering new wings...

©sim
A fictional write. Spilling imagination. But I felt some truth while writing, like in some countries, this may be happening with a very horrific ending. "New Fluttering Wings" means a new beginning to life :)
391 · Sep 2017
Understanding "Whys"
Seema Sep 2017
Dark puffs under my eyes
Begs me to sleep tonight
But there are so many whys
That keeps me awake every night

My mind cannot rest
As the reasoning of whys linger
I tried to divert first
But somehow it kicks back like a winger

The past and present haunts
The so called journey till to date
Has been full of sadness and taunts
And the mistreatment full of hate

There is no love, no forgiveness
No understanding, no care
Just devilish acts and forgetfulness
The relationship was so unfair

I tried to chase away the culprit
Residing in my own dark heart
Yet, my attempts failed to forget him
Who initially broke me apart...*


©sim
391 · Jul 2017
Cute Couples
Seema Jul 2017
I am short, he is tall
I am tint, he is fair
He calls me his doll
And handles me with care

He loves me alot
I do to, the same way
He is cool, I am not
Cute couples, people say

Holding hands, walking
Joking, and teasing
Laying on beach, talking
His every word, pleasing

When asleep, he snores
I told him sometime back
Like how the cow moos
Without its pack

I blushed, when he said
I purr, in my sleep
Blanket over my head
He likes to see me sleep

We are adults, yet
It feels like we are teens
In the rain, playing till wet
He says, am his queen

He has a heart of gold
Never discriminated my physique
Together we are growing old
Each moment, fills with magic

Cute couples, together forever
Love in love we always stay
Never leave me ever,
My love, he would always say...


©sim
Near to fiction.
390 · Aug 2017
Evil Deal
Seema Aug 2017
My hands are clipped
My lips are sealed
My eyes they flipped
Was sworn to be healed
The demons chuckle
As my heartbeat slows
My body tightly buckled
As my blood freely flows
The reaper nods it's head
As death was not destained
My soul was grieving scared
While my body all stained
I mediated a silent prayer
For my body was almost dead
Soon came the slayer
To scoop off my head
My flesh now a fresh set meal
For the devil that lays beneath
Satisfied with it's evil deal
My bones lying out of its sheath...


©sim
I know, this sounds a bit disgusting...
389 · Dec 2017
Have Me!
Seema Dec 2017
Punch me, roll me, throw me up
Stuff me in a pan or shove me in a cup
Put some oil and massage me well
Till am all arouse with my swell
If you tired, put a cloth on me
Don't leave me naked for others to see
Come back soon and satisfy my needs
Others are waiting for their feeds
Oh Yes!!...punch me! punch me again
Pull me apart
Do it from the start
Roll me smooth
Make me feel good
Now you've ignited the flame
Put me up, so I can play my game
Toss me over and grease in the same
Oil me, flavour me
Now let me cool, get off me
Dress me up for others to see
While you let them drool to taste me...



















Yours sincerely,
Roti, Paratha, Naan
(Indian flat breads)


©sim
Fun write ;-)
389 · Sep 2017
Veil Of Death
Seema Sep 2017
...when I hid my face, within the veil of death
Then you found time to visit me in a hurry
Least did you know, you met with my aftermath
Sorry, my body has been taken for bury...

...i don't know what kept you away all this while
From me, my love and our wonderful world to be
But your better half told me everything from a mile
That's when my world started sinking with me...

...i am sad coz my innocence was taken for granted
All my pains have settled in within this veil
I couldn't have lived even if I wanted
My world has blackened, see my body is pale...


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

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

The hell within has woken
Churning the voices
Welcoming the devil

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I am alive....


©sim
Slipping off my mind, took note then.
Fiction.
388 · Oct 2017
Messy Hair
Seema Oct 2017
Messy hair
Lost a pair
Of what I forgot
"Oh yes! now I got"
Pair of my socks
Stuffed in a box
Dreadful ugly locks
Trying to braid
My messy hair
Ahh, I will just leave it
I now longer care
Gotta trim short, this hair
So my head is free
To feel the air...


©sim
Such a hot weather.
388 · Jul 2017
Come Out
Seema Jul 2017
Don't lay dead
Else, you'll miss the stars
Be crazy and mad
Let your mind wonder to mars
Far, so far that you forget your sadness
Let the sun peep through your scars
From all the manic and loneliness
Just forget how everything was
For once, come out of that shell,
That shades you, with your past
Brim up from that loath well
Coz nothing in this world lasts...


©sim
387 · Sep 2017
Consumed In Pain
Seema Sep 2017
I am not mad
NO
I am not sad
NO
I am not dead
?
Am I DEAD?
Coz I was sad
And mad!
I can breath...RIGHT!
But...
Why there's cotton wool stuffed in my nose?
Why do I smell medicine, feeling of grouse?
Why do I have two bodies?
Why can't anyone notice?
WHY CAN'T??
I am really dead
Coz I was sad
And mad
On you, provoking my angriest nature
Making me into a beast, a nocturnal creature
Finally, I am gone...gone forever from your sight
But I will wait, wait till the darkness consumes light
That's when I will see you again
Getting mad
Then sad
Then...............like how I am in vain
You will be beside me,
          leaving behind your body consumed in pain...


©sim
I got inspired by a horror series. Totally fiction.
387 · Oct 2017
Make Me A Fish
Seema Oct 2017
I close my eyes
And make a wish
God forgive my lies
And make me a fish

Free to swim in the sea
Away from this surface
Into the darkest place I can be
To hide from ugly faces

I will be happy if am caught
By the hideous human creatures
Sold in the markets and bought
Cleaned my scales by muttering forces

Spiced and grilled tossed in plate
Eaten by humans, my dead tender meat
Soon they'll realise, its too late
For I will fire canon, down to their seat

Oh yes, I want to be a magical fish
Eventhough eaten, I can still revive
Please make this my true wish
That should tick me back, alive

Be careful if fish is served
You might just eat me
Then receive the karma you deserve
As deep as the mighty sea....**


©sim
Ps. Ocean Pollution, Way To Go!
386 · Sep 2017
A Manic Brain
Seema Sep 2017
Sometimes I feel like a fish without water
My arms empty without my daughter
This planet's greenery being chewed off
Chocking to breath, no air just cough
Stars lose their gravitational balance and fall
Ocean creatures crowd the shopping mall
Our brains steam up to explode
Our mouths fill up with loads of word
The ignition pressured to fire off people
Massive explosions causing ocean ripple
My mind is a dangerous place to peek
You wouldn't find anything of what you seek
A whole planet, galactic system, entire universe
Resides inside my little head
Open doors through my eyes you can see and add
The perception opinion that you can actually train
The pointless manic operating my brain...

©sim
386 · Oct 2017
Why This?
Seema Oct 2017
Why this love
Causes so much pain
Why this love
Makes me lose, what I gained

Why you shut me off
In such a way
Why you shut me off
Just cause of today

Why are you running away
From me like this
Why are you running away
You know how much I miss

Why hurt me and hurt yourself
With a promise and a lie
Why hurt me and hurt yourself
And wave me a final goodbye

Why have you come back
In search of me today
Why have you come back
When you finally went away

Can you answer my WHYS?
Without your dramatic LIES!

©sim
386 · Aug 2017
Bloom In The Rain
Seema Aug 2017
Brim me to the top
So I can take a view
Now don't you stop
I honestly need you

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

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

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

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

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

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


©sim
386 · Mar 2018
The Fire Within
Seema Mar 2018
An ache,
Keeps me awake...
A burning sensation drives me insane...
A typical thirst seems to burst in my vein...
I feel am awake yet am asleep...
Tossing and turning trying to leap...
Sweat drops making uneasy to concentrate...
Of what am dreaming is of my creminate...
Seeing myself set alight an image figure...
A weird look while I was the main trigger...
Who is the other me? I got to see...
A rising desire in attempt to be free...
I hear voices whooping in my ears...
Trying to focus but am captured with fears...
I closed my eyes to shrug off the feel...
To wake up and break off from this reel...
Few hours have past, laying as dead on my bed...
I recall the dream,  Now I really feel scared...
It's morning, yet a part of me is still away...
Where could it be? , perhaps lost its way...
I for the other me was burning my feelings...
It's so disturbing now to remember such killings...

©sim
Just a dream.
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