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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.
Seema Dec 2018
Love me like other
Under the dimming shy sky
Life be born again


©sim
Haiku
5-7-5 syllables
Seema Sep 2017
I am weighted down with my sorrow
My heart and mind are full of fear
What might happen tomorrow?
Such thoughts always sheds my tear

I am weak both inside, out
My brain won't function properly
My innocent soul screams and shouts
Why my vision is hidden inwardly?

Why am I not seeing the light?
What has degraded my strength to such level?
Why am I not able to fight?
Is it that I've given way to the devil?

I shouldn't think of myself, so low
As I am just a learning human being
I should light up my own show
Till then I'll just smile and sing

There's always light at the end
Be it a tunnel or a deep cave
But if you've fallen into a well, than
It's your strength that will help you and save

Don't worry about tomorrow
No one has seen the upcoming events
Then, why waste time and energy in sorrow
When your knowledge is enough for new invents...


©sim
Seema Jul 2017
My hands are short
My sight is weak
My legs are crooked
But I can still speak

I may look ugly
As I am not normal
I envy your freedom
But am quite formal

Wearing heavy specs
And seated on a wheelchair
I try out different activities
When time is spare

My life, starts and ends
With the daily medical checks
A rare disease has caught me
Where my skin suddenly cracks

I am thankful for this life
As I see the disgust around
Sympathies come uninvited
Alien eyes tend to surround

I know my span is limited
To see the outside world
But I am kind of high spirited
I'll see it before am called

Situations may be different
Don't lose possibilities and hope
You are not alone in this
Learn to stand and cope...


©sim
This is not my story but my heart and respect goes to all the special needs people. Who despite all odds, never give up on life.
Seema Jan 2018
The lines from my palms were ripped off to make a graph. A plan of my future deeds then am pushed on a raft. The flow of water took me down stream and left afloat. No medics, no boats....no coast to meet. The daring sun shot direct rays in my eyes to blind. The winds did no good and nature became so unkind. Laying half dead with muddy skin, I was caught in a whirlspin. Inside I screamed cause I was alive, outside was ragged and dead then alive. My palms no longer bleed as its been washed off. My face no longer cried as the emotions drained off. Am left in this unknown place, I hear no one...I see no one. I wished to be dead at the end of this day. I have fought but now there is no other way. Am pulled out of water by a great force. A gain of instant energy in my body, I rouse. A new life, a new beginning...all is well, that was my past dwelling.....


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


©sim
Seema May 2018
I could feel his breath on me
Filled with heated lust
Triggering my visible spine
Any moment, the fangs could ******

He counted my heartbeats
Slowly nearing my ear
Whispered, delicious blood
And that ignited my fear

Holding me tight, yet being gentle
He had on a mesmerising scent
Looking deep into his eyes
Felt like my veins have burnt

A starry full moon night
And being caught up as a prey
It almost seemed liked midnight
Yet, in his strong arms, I lay

Pink blossoms, showered like rain
As the winds increased its pace
His warm lips gently touched mine
And, I was taken into galactic space

He embraced me like a flower
And continued to kiss me
Like there won't be a tomorrow
For me to ever see

I didn't fight back or resist
Perhaps I was hypnotized by him
But a night, I will never forget
When all lights slowly go dim

A life spared but repaid with lust
To the dangerous, night walker
An everyday trend
Meeting up, by the storeroom locker!


©sim
Fiction write. Spilling imagination.
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
Seema Jul 2023
A life taken by hand
Doesn't free your soul
It ravishes the hell fire
Till your body turns coal
The bloodshot eyes
That once filled with love
Has no sign of remorse
Yet, staring from above
The sinking body wades
Lifeless without a soul
Dragged to the debris
And tied to a pole
Ropes dig deep into the skin
Like, those hell leashes
A final breath to let go
Whilst,
burning with the witches...


©Seema Sen, 2023
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.
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
Seema Jul 2018
Scales on bodies
Of that of farmers
Sun bares no harm,
On swinging charmers
A drop of a bit
Gives no smiles
To the hand that feeds
That walk for many miles
Cracks flap, mudcakes
Steaming heat rise won't stop
Children doing rain dance
While egg fries on roof top
Clear sky, bathes no cloud
Just stroke of heavy rays
Heatwaves tants the skin
Bad are these days...



©sim
Seema Aug 2018
It never hurts until you fall...
Pick up the phone and give a call...
With silent crys you cannot talk...
Then,  why waste your time on morning walk...
People say, get over the sinking affair...
I dare not, cause it's totally unfair...
C'mon enough of this game you've being playing...
I've seen your play cards which is a shame...
If I were you and did the same...
God forbid, as I would never spoil your name...
I left you for many reasons...
Time has past and so has the seasons...


©sim
Spilling thoughts in words.
Seema Apr 2018
Brimming bottle battles breathing
Reaching roaming ripples roll
Further forgone from frontier
Never noticing never near

Aching ageing aspiring anger
Liveth life letting loaf
Paying price pouring pots
Crying clause carrying care

Done doing daily debts
Every event everything end
Wonder wandering without worry
Sorry sorry seething sinking

Low laying love laid
Hating hitting heartbreak heeded
Illusionary ironic intentional infuse
Jealous **** jamming jinx

Gone gone torn apart
Every bit and pieces of my heart
Drowned in tears, bathe with fears
Wailing wailing, no one hears!

©sim
Fun write. Well when I initially wrote this, it made sense but as I read today, it's no less than a garbage.
Seema Nov 2017
...as I accidentally tripped over a cliff
He began to walk away
...I faked it as I pushed myself to lift
Looked around he was long gone his way
This is no true human to save a soul
A cold hearted coward with heart black as coal
He knew I was anti towards such acts
But I suppose he left out this important fact
Now the love he showed is no doubt fake
We should understand the mistakes we make
Love is no game, it brings me to shame
Thinking of the guy being so lustrious lame
A small test to see if he was my real love
He should have done something standing above
But unfortunately he just turned his back
So that's all part of dumb love which now lack
In me, in you, in everyone in this pack
Love is no gameplay
That's all I got to say!!!

©sim
Seema Jan 2018
My twisted mind has plotted a vicious crime,
In the city where lives the most prime,
A wait of time, a drift in the moonless night,
Gathering gears to pass by any upcoming fight,
With few people on board wearing armor of knight,
It's this night we take over of what is right,
The treasure chamber resides in the heart of city,
A smirk smile speaks of the loss and pity,
These prime monsters have snatched from the poor and needy,
Their gold and silver, money robbed by greedy,
I am no Robinhood for sure,
But life like this is making more people poor,
It's a masterpiece robbery in the nights shadow,
And flee from the chamber leads direct to the meadow,
We are sat to go and break the law,
In the knights armor we shall bash and blow...


©sim
Poetic story. Fictional write.
Seema Sep 2017
Collecting my tears in my cupped hands
Feeling the aches by the leashes of wips
Some of the bodies still sway as it hangs
Slaves are we, fetch gold till our skin rips

They call themselves the clean beings
Their skin flashed white while ours dark
They say we are ***** and our blood stinks
And stamp our backs with a hot rod to mark

I am a girl with so many broken dreams
Trapped in slavery with other unfortunate slaves
My mouth is sealed yet my soul desperately screams
I wonder why people of such, declare godly behaves

My mind is numb, my body is torn
I am used by many, as a nights babie doll
I wish I wasn't a female to be born
No one comes for my rescue, whenever I call

I am so done living like a house without a door
No knocks, no greets, just entered by goons
Each night I have to kiss the filthy floor
Beaten, ripped, spitted...no one hears my moans

Tonight I am passing out from this world for good
My life is worthless among these hungry lords
I am not gonna be another meal or fleshy food
My soul can no longer bear the wrath nor,
                                             my body can afford...


©sim
Inspired by a documentary on YouTube about slavery.
Seema Dec 2017
My mind is at peace
But my heart is in pieces
My body stands tall
Even after the great fall
My eyes filled with tears
But won't shed as it fears
My breath grows weak
At times when I speak
My hands tremble bad
But now I feel glad
My bed is placed in this room
But it almost seems like a doom
My stitches look awful
But you became useful
You witnessed it all
You witnessed my fall
I'm not dead yet
As I have other plans in life to set...

©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Nov 2017
No matter how much I do
No matter how hard I try
No matter how many nights I lay awake
No matter the struggle I face
It's still not enough
Not enough to put on a smile
Not enough to console a heart
Not enough to be loved
Not enough to be by your side
It's an incurable epidemic
The flow of my tears are evidence
The shades under my eyes do tell
That no matter how much I do
It's never enough
I have done so so much lately
Yet there is so much more to do
I just keep pushing forward
No matter what comes by
I just hope I don't BREAKDOWN!


©sim
Seema Oct 2017
Dear stranger,
Why do you care so much?
You don't even know me,
Yet, your eyes speak as such.

Dear stranger,
I hope you're not a stalker
But a loud mouth talker
And not a smoker.

Dear stranger,
Your smile makes my day bright
I wonder what's that vibe
That's pushing me in your sight.

Dear stranger,
Thank you for being a well wisher
In my lonesome rainy days
When people looked at me like a creature.

Dear stranger,
I wrote you this little note thinking
You would read it and hopefully reply
Coz my heart is slowly sinking...


©sim
Fiction.
Seema Oct 2017
I do not have the mind to understand you
Neither you have the mind to understand me
Blaming me, will not help as you knew
Everything inside my heart as you had the key
As like an open book, I was to you, until
Your demon started stirring up to fill
The nonsense in your heart and head
You have gone too far as you fed
The key that led to my heart, to the vigorous sense
Cursing me, accusing me, drawing me tense
How cheap your love and respect got
That you believed in your ridiculous thought
Rather witnessing and evidencing the real situation
Hell, would break lose on you to take any action
It's alright, your words have paid enough
To my emotions as it is breaking me apart
I will console myself as I always have
No apologies, as you don't have the nerve
To confront me face to face
Yet you too keen to roll the dice and trace
My emotions back to yourself, villianiously
Like you can try, but you don't know me obviously
I have stepped away from you as far as I can
You gave me alot to think and learn
Thank you, but you...just not fit to be my man!


©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Oct 2017
You smile
For a while
Then start
To break apart
Walked away
Without a say
My deeds
You decided
To pay
You forgot
My feelings
For you
Everything seemed
Too new
My visions blurred
From my life
You just fled
But I am glad
You're no longer mad
Just my life seems
Miserable and sad
May be, just may be
One day, you would
Appreciate me
For my love is true
Each moment with you
It grew
But today my feelings
You threw
Saying all girls are the same
And there's nothing new...


©sim
Seema Oct 2017
...and the birds grew wild
when they saw my wings
flapping in the sky
they started to sing

broken wings, now repaired
gliding the sky for all to see
eagle, I hope you prepared
for the most awaited battle yet to be

new as ever I have my wings
polished and shiny
i also wear a ring
you be careful as, I come with a bang
to make you pay, with my gang

...for every twig you stole
...stacked it near my favorite pole
...for every notorious song you sang
...your neck soon, i will hang!


©sim
•°••anger of a tiny bird••°•
Seema Oct 2017
My vision reaches the mountain peaks
As my mind wonders, what I seek
In between lays a difficult path to take
On a second thought, shall I make this mistake
You and me - on opposite roads
Walking towards using the same mode
Here I am, there you are - watching
A first thought of my life with yours - matching
Yet there are certain obstacles surrounding me
If you walk towards me, you shall witness and see
But wait,
I am not sure if my heart agrees to my thoughts
As I'm not fully ready yet,
                                             to tie a lifetime knot...


©sim
Seema Oct 2017
You deliberately splashed red wine on my white blouse
So I can stay back and clean it at your house
What a hectic day I had, and you just had to make it bad
Stop treating me like your mistress, as I am not your cup of tea
I am happy with my life, are you so blind to see!
Just coz your little princess is fond of me, doesn't mean you have a right to walk over me
You've treated me, like a nobody in the last two years
What has got into you? Why you shed tears?
Yes, I've seen you cry when I fell sick
You treated me like a person, now my brain ticks
Your little princess is too attached to me, I know
Some days I had to spend nights as she wouldn't let me go
But now things are steady, as I've seen you with another lady
Your little princess needs a mom, and you know that
I cannot be with her all the time, I am leaving
I wish you luck and thank you for believing
That I was (am) a better nanny than the other lady
I hope she gives enormous love to my beloved child
And you, Dear Sir...a good man at last, a tamed beast of the wild,
Whom, I shall never forget...


©sim
Fictional write.
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
Seema Sep 2017
My heart yearns for you
Why do you run away from my view?
O'baby
First you blew my hearts candle
Now you say, you can not handle
Come into my arms dear
Why do you ignore?
O'baby
There is nothing to fear
Listen to the beats of my trembling heart
It utters your name from the start
O'sweet baby
Don't say no?
O'please don't say no
You will find me, wherever you go
My darling love
Flap your wings like a dove
Fly into my gentle arms,
Don't be so alarmed
O'baby
Stop this hide and seek game
Let's give this relationship a name
Let our love flow
Let our love grow
In each other's arms, life shall groove in slow
O'baby
My sweet baby...


©sim
Seema Sep 2017
Walking along the shores of a great ocean
Natures creativity witnessed in motion
The huge waves fall upon the closing reefs
People searching for treasures, greedy ocean thieves
Pearls, coral, fish, ocean creatures of all kinds
Scientist proved wealth underwater, a great find
But nature also has created deadly weapons
Only seen when unforeseen accidents happen
Devil's triangle, surprising whirlpool, a sinkhole
***** in everything within its perimeter hold
Stories I've heard once been told
Mysteries of places, from the pages, unfold
Every creature has its own world guarded
On land, air or underwater as regarded
Man stay on boarders to retain safety and peace
Ocean dwellers have open trenches for enemies to leap
Yet bold minded humans bypass such amenities
To takeover underwater world,
                         no matter how harsh the calamities
Lives lost, lessons learnt many
No one wants to learn from the past,
                         people hungry for ancient penny...

©sim
Seema Aug 2017
The moist sand, tender
As I walk on sandy shores.
Warmed by the sunset,
Water touches my feet,
Welcomes me to its live throne.

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


©sim
Totally a fiction write.
Seema Jul 2018
Looking out from my house...
I see you and your beautiful spouse...
Holding hands with love and care...
Takes me back with memories which have become rare...
I feel happy as the sight has refreshed the moments I once had...
If it wasn't for that dreadful moment, he would still be here but it's just my bad...
Going down with tears and flashes of time spent...
I guess now it's just me and my lonely repent...
I wished to live the moments again...
But time has passed leaving nothing to gain...
Looking at people surely tears me in pieces...
O God, grant me courage till it all eases...


©sim
Fictional. Just few thoughts.
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
Seema Oct 2017
Away you are
From me
From my sight
Far, that I can't reach
But whenever I close
My eyes
There you are
Smiling at me
Close, so close
That I can feel you
Your love, your pain
You trust, your faith
Lives within me
As an assurance
That you will come
One day
To wipe these tears
And take me far away
From my grieving fears...

©sim
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.
Seema Nov 2017
If I hold my breath and pretend to die
Will you cry and break this tie?
Knowing that I am lying
Will you look out for another girl?
Shining bright, rare like a pearl
I know you love me
And I love you to
But will it matter if you walked away
And never turn back to come my way
Why are you so quite? Have I upset you?
Shook abit of reality, do you have a clue?
You have made me feel special in everyway
Are you planning to leave me one day?
I hope you do not leave
I hope you always stay
In my heart, connected to my soul
A father of our baby, making our family whole
I hope every morning my eyes opens to see you
And close every night with wishes of few
I hope our love grows and glows
For you are my destiny, where my love forever flows...

©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Oct 2017
On a quite night
On my tomb stone
Scribbling a write
All alone

His buried next to me
As how it's supposed to be
Just the engrave on my tomb stone
Does not match with his own

I am his Mrs. yet engraved is a Miss
This seems not right
Coz our vows were sealed with a kiss
In a broad daylight

Thus, each night I try to change the letters
But nothing happens when I try
As for him nothing matters
Not even, when I breakdown and cry

Memories of our death flashes by
That evilful night how can I forget
Hit by a carriage, we flew in the sky
Each day out of tomb, I sit to regret

Thus, each night I try to change the letters
But nothing happens when I try
As for him nothing matters
Not even, when I breakdown and cry

AGAIN AND AGAIN...


©sim
Spilling imagination.
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
Seema Jul 2017
I have dealt with this before,
This feeling...
I am dealing with it again,
This feeling...

The outer look matters
Rather the taste of inner
The shape and color of a bottle
Looks fancy and appealing
Rather its contents, so bitter

Beauty on face, complexion
So beautiful
Inside a dark, deep infested nest
Ugly and untruthful

Painted figures, expensive makeup
Lucious lips
Pleasing to ones eyes
Caring heart, kind soul, unpleasant appearance
Yet, doubtful cries

Whatever is beautiful, matters!
Regardless to the consequences
Most see the outer appearance and judge
Hardly see the innocent smile,
                            ...of the less fortunate

©sim
Judging people by their outer appearance is a disgust. Love yourself and appreciate others how they are.
Seema Sep 2017
Kiss on my lips
Stab on my back
Lie over a smile
Care out of cash
Make me believe
Prove your loyalty
Cheat in the dark
Keeping me out
Always make excuses
And I listen patiently
I wipe your fake tears
Give you a warm hug
Tell you that, it's okay
As he had my trust
But soon came worst
I saw the reality
The misuse of my cash
My love was made fun of
I was being humiliated
All this while
And I thought, I was lucky
To have such a faithful lover
I was so wrong
I saw, I heard, I cried
But he was unaware
Soon the drama started
Of an honest lover
And the sweet talks
That's when, I pushed him
Yep, out of my life
Forever!


©sim
Inspired by a friends delimma.
Seema Aug 2017
Nails in my cofin
Rusted from within
A bearing hatred
Dissolved with my sin
You planted flowers
On my isolated silent grave
Then sat for hours
Telling me to be brave
The flowers dripped ink
Which you poured from above
The ink sipped to sink
Into my skin, to paint your love
In my veins, a new blood
A new me, began to merge
My body swaying in ink flood
O' master, I am ready to serve!


©sim
Fiction.
Seema Dec 2018
Talk of those tales, that race my heart
And thrills my feelings
Those that of, passionate moments
Spent in each others arms
The sunset and the slow sipping of
Our favorite wine
Eyes locked in few instances
That speak of thousand thoughts
The lips genuinely invites a gentle kiss
Over and over
While you keep your gaze fixed on me
Embracing the blushy look on my face
And breaking it into a joke
An unbelievable feeling of closeness erupts
Yet, both content on their motion
Soon, letting the emotions flow
Our lips met each other
A hot vibe ran into my veins
And I was taken deeper into trance
Getting a hold onto, I ****** myself off
Only to find, him drunk drolled on the counter
With my hand in his grip
Whispering...
Thank you, Santa..

©sim
;-)
Seema Aug 2017
What is it, that's keeping me awake
A silent night yet, too much noise
My head is throbbing, bad is my ache
One by one, I try to recognise the voice

Stuck in my head, like several tracks
All play at once, making me mad
A painless antidote, is what my brain lacks
But right now, I am feeling so scared

I've heard of demons of such measures
Often taking people to be at refuge
Play with their minds for their pleasures
Then casting them away for another use

I curse this pain and the demons in hell
Maybe, I to, will burn with them soon
No one will hear me, if I literally yell
The only witness shall be the moon...

©sim
Insomnia *****.
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
Seema Oct 2017
A bleeding heart
A broken pen
Painting an art
With soaked hands

Sorrows deepen
Sinking in darkness
My vision weakens
Losing its sparkness

As you stare from the sketch
Grinning at my pain
I put on color to match
But it washes away like rain...


©sim
Seema Feb 2018
Water level rouse,
like a giant fountain, in
middle of desert.
Where slowly, my soul dying
Tho, floating in the ocean.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Aug 2017
Making little paper boats
With colourful bright page
Very light as it will float
The waterpool, its stage

Red, green, blue and white
So much fun, floating alike
Glossy paper, glows so bright
Some classy, some with spikes

I named my boat, "Thunder"
As the background was stormy
Some boats flipped under
Pictures taken by my mommy

Reading this, you might think
I am some preschool kid--really!
Don't let your hearts sink
I am an adult, you silly ;-)


©sim
Childhood memories.
Seema Jan 2018
(I)
The tray was empty
The cups half empty
He made his entry
All eyes on him
I stood there staring
The guy walked in
Our eyes met
But I quickly looked away
How can he be here
My boss, now I fear
He sat right infront of me
I stood still, his gaze fixed on me
Without hesitation I asked
"What would you like to have, "Sir"?
The moment I spoke, I knew what he thought
I left their table, full of other guests
And began to serve the rest
I could feel his gaze staring on my moves
I just hoped am not barred off my jobs
This was my part-time job
As I worked full time secretary for this mob
Yes, a business meet at this restaurant
I had no option, but to have two jobs
Life alone support was too much of a sob...

(II)
The clock ticked 12am
I quickly changed to leave
But, surprised was I
He was still gazing at me, why?
I ignored him and moved out to catch a cab
He followed, with stern voice he called me
"Wait!, I will drop you" was all he said
I know by the look he was somewhat mad
He drove slow and stopped half way
I didn't know what to say
Then he started, asking why I had to work there
When I had a polished job with him near
I told him, the reasons
He said, I didn't have to work here
He said he didn't like people holding my hand
He said that made him mad
I was beginning to feel sad
He assured to increase my pay
But warned only to work during the day
I thanked him, but he looked upset
He dropped me off and waited
Until I got in through the door
It was almost 2am now....

(III)
A bright day, I let my hair sway
In the office, the next day
Loaded with work, I began to lay
The files in order for my boss to say
Still in fear, brushing off the tear
I heard him bang the phone from the rear
He's still mad, of last night scenes
The entire day he was so mean
After work, he asked me to stay back
To tidy up the file rack
But I knew there was something he wanted to say
There was no doubt he was absolute dashing
One would dream to have him
He stopped my work, held my hand
And started his talk which seemed not to end
I was much too surprised when he proposed
That left me in state of a joke
But he said again, he wanted me to be with him
All time, by his side, ever since his wife died
I was first he never lied
Thus, my new life started...
he was my life,
he was my guide...
he was my love, with whom I now reside

-The End-

...they lived happily, there after...


©sim
Story poem. Totally fictional. Spilling imaginations.
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