The stars shine bright
When the night is clear
Just like your smile
The warmth, I feel so near
Crackling of burning wood
The scent so sublime
Into the lone nights
Passing along is my time
Halt, the hour for awhile
This moment I truely relish
Upon, once in my dream
I feared the counter
Of what, seemed hellish
Cold skies sprinkle the dews
It feels more like a blessing
Of an invisible hand
Touching my head without cursing
I tell myself, not to worry
There are quite storms ahead
That shakes a silent dome
Quiver, and the heart scared
Counting the stars
I left out the crescent moon
A tear drop on my cheek
The night had passed, so soon
A bleak of ray traced the sky
Welcoming another new day
Collecting my broken pieces
I just wish, I could fly away...


©Seema Sen, 2021

Rubbing my hands on bare soil
Looking above and tasting the rain
My mood is all kiddist to spoil
But tis the only way to wash my pain
Each drop soothes and mixes with my tears
Sitting in rain, perhaps after so many years...


©sim

Life is interesting and far more better
If you train your mind positively
What others think, doesn't matter
As long as you oppose living negatively

See beauty around, in every creation
Feel free from within your trenching soul
Lift your heads up from every situation
You just might walk out of the dark coal

Let the burning ruths burn into their flames
You teach yourself and earn your dignity
Do not worry who plays *****, ugly games
Just watch your back, retain serenity...


©sim

I grind my teeth
Hearing the clicks
What are these cords?
Puzzling with all these words
It seems alienitic
They say I am hand picked
To use such things
No! not the ringtones
Take it away and leave me alone
Stop making me act like a clone
These machines make me crazy
My brains and bones growing hazy
They not mine not my own
How am I here in this time zone
It's suppose to be 500 B.C
And here I am sitting next to a P.C
Hail God! get me out of here
I fear my end, I fear I am nowhere
I'm getting insane, I am haunted by phobia
The trouble I get in, is through this techo gear
Year by year they send me here
To examine my head cause I am a lunatic
A crazy being over used brain, a phobiatic
No pain just systematically down insane
A shot and a dramatic labelled in vain
Technophobia was the tag
And again they let me out of this bag!


©sim

The looters
The shooters
In the name of religion
In the name of a god
Why killing of innocents?
Why keeping of hostages?
Why such an ill feel of hatred?
Not just the recent Paris news
But this terrorist epidemic
Has widespread this earth
It seems there is more provokative acts
Then finding a cure to such martyrs
Scientists have found cures of many diseases
Yet when will this terrorist disease get cured
Assurances of innocent lives
Men, women, children all victims
Of such horrific crimes
Most slashed with knives
How does a prayer help?
Which god listens and acts?
Who has poisoned these peoples mind?
Now every breaking news hails on terrorism
Is there ever going to be peace?
Will there be smiles on sad faces again?
As I sit back to watch and read the news around
Am a bit glad am not in such surround
I do wish for the killings to stop
I do wish that people don't take a religion to act
As no god would appreciate innocent blood at their feet
Hundreds of lives lost
Blood, just blood and screams everywhere
I have seen in Syria, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Iraq, Paris to name a few!
It was just settling on the missing plane news
And here racks on another news
Uncountable sleepercells
Controlled by several tycoon bodies
This life is not permanent
We all know that
Then, why **** to radiate the human race?
Why poison innocent mind to act like war machines?
What achievement do they get?
Do they not feel the pain?
What are they blinded upon?
Have they taken out double meaning from religious faith?
I am no one to point a finger on any religion
But it surely sounds wrong when innocent killing is involved
Has some mad scientists developed an invisible airborne drug
Turning men against men
Religion against religion
No remorse after killing
But become terrorist with hatred feeling...

©sim

I feel the cold crawl up my spine
Eventhough am sipping this wine
There is no warmth inside
So I move to the fireplace and sit by the side
Filling my body with the warmth outside
How remarkable are those burning coals
Glowing red to orange, blue to gold
Your thoughts pushed by waves in my mind
Rough edges with no shores to bind
Life gets such tough at times
Every minute, every hour seems like a dime
As I search within the warmth out of cold
The memories of past unfold
Each sip of this vintage drink
Makes my heart rise then sink
But here sitting with my drink alone
My visions blur as I take a step along
Back at the fireplace thinking on my role
While within me dwells my lonesome soul
Just like the fumes from the burning coals...

©sim

There is a downside of every matter
Somethings get worse some just gets better
Many have questioned lifes existence
Yet there is a race, color, gender resistance
Why is it hard for some to understand?
That we humans have two legs to stand
A pair of ears, eyes, a mouth and a nose
We all have red blood in our body that flows
Two hands to hug and help each other
But now the hands are used to strangle one another
People have reached the moon and beyond
With high degrees and education they fond
But what does it all mean when these educated people
Spread poison among naive making them mentally crippled
Each news I read online, makes me sad again
It is not far too real to imagine the suffering and pain
Worse to worse is the public media spread
What's there or not gets widespread
It's like a deadly disease, mankind cruel and unkind
Every corner of this earth one can find
Corruption, tortury, sorcery, killing, ****, what not
Man have made this planet so disgusting with rot
Here prayers are heard less over the cries of innocent
We have gone too far and we have lost our sentiment
I don't live in a war torn country for sure
And not with people that beg for a meal so poor
My heart cries each day, as a young soul dies
Either it be human or an animal overwise
I pray and put my thoughts to the victims that suffer
Life and living has become such a race that each step gets tougher...

©sim

Bloom in your garden
Rose
Single petals colorful
Pose
One fully bloomed
Plucked
Desired wish now goes
"...he loves me
     he loves me not
     he loves me
     he loves me not
     he loves me..."
But a small petal yet remains
With heavy heart and dwelling pains
I pluck this last petal
"...he loves me not..."
My mind unsettle
My emotions running into battle
My wish has just become a mire thought
I hoped you were mine
But now I see you with her drinking wine
A celebration of my hearts broken petals
Pierced through it the petals sharp as metal
Fine do what is destined in your way
I have had enough of your dose, I'm drifting away...


©sim

(I)
A word unspelt
The words unsaid
A wrong turn again
It may be bad
From one end to another
The evidence makes no sense
There could be another way
Why feel tensed
The heavy clouds will soon fade
And moon will give us the way
It's gotta be somewhere
Not so far away
Whoever has laid hands on
The buried old scripts
Have gone missing
On their adventurous trips
What is in it,
That one craves to find
Is it a treasure map
Or a portal of any kind
I feel it isn't a good idea
To join this group of five
It is still time
To run and be alive

But wait...

What is that noise, I hear
The other five lanterns
Seem to have disappeared
Like being swallowed
By some form of evil
I may be wrong, coz am quite behind
To even reach the grounds
Where, burried are those scripts
And a curse that bounds
I decided not to continue
Any further and put my life in danger
So I waited for day break
And that's when, I met a stranger...

(II)

An unusually dressed figure
That like of an ancient priest
With a hood covering
Emerging, from behind the trees
May be, he is one of the five
But how can I be sure
As the figure looked strange
Or perhaps, trying to lure
I sat next to a big rock
Keeping my eyes fixed
A sudden brush of winds
And the place seem to be mixed
I blinked to clear my view
Of that of dirt and dust
Pieces of rags flew
In the wildly gust
Intoxicating scent caught my senses
And I seemed to be drowning
From below my feet
Hours later, opening my eyes
On a hard solid ground
Surrounded by
Unearthly or earthy crowd?

(III)

Whispers of death
Rang in my ears
Blurred vision gave way
To my crouching fears

Where am I?

Above the ground of below
Is it my grave
Or a tomb
Like cave
Dim lights sprawl
As I try to stand
The ground suddenly shakes
And on my chest, I land

Is it my end?

Glitters and shine
From the passing ray of lights
A graveyard of buried treasures
Below many heights
It, definitely must be a dream
Yet, I can still feel
The chill of hovering death
Crawling beneath my heels
I dare not look down
To scream my head out
So I slowly, crawled
Towards the faint light
From where I heard the strangers call
Standing slowly,
not to disturb the peace
I followed the voice
That led among the trees...

(IV)

The moon was bright
And I felt the cold breeze
Brushing enough
For my ears and nose to freeze
Then a voice cracked
Of that of an old man

"he who bares no greed,
shall walk free",
"he who dares to steal,
shall be buried alive"

The stranger -

Your life is spared
From the cursed wrath
Your soul is pure
In the eyes of death
You lack the ingredient
That most posses
So have perished
And left lifeless
It is the greed
That is cursed in a being
Thus, all five got buried
With their share and sin
You walk free unharmed
Return to your people
And let them know
Whoever walks through
The path in search of scriptural treasure
Shall be cursed and buried
Within the treasure

And I, blink -

Far from the place
As I was in the night
Back to my senses
Welcoming day light
Life of mine is precious
That no penny or treasure
Can ever buy
Who wants to live a cursed life
And live behind their lies
I lack the seed
Of greed
That I don't intend to plant
I shall read
And educate
On how harmful, is this
Greed...


©sim

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

Behind these walls is a miles walk
Behind this smile there is a silent talk
Behind me is an open fire
Burning my feelings burning my desire
Infront of me is a wide stagnant lake
That literally looks like a burnt cake
There is this tree that has no leaves
My eyes are open yet hard to believe
What is this place so dead without water?
Written on the rocks were "Place for Slaughter"
That explains why the lake looked dark and dry
This was the place full of blood and innocent cry
When and how this place got so abundant?
Should I stop myself cause I sound redundant?
Why is there dead silence here?
Does it mean my death is also near?
Few steps back I took to look
The wall that stood there terribly shook
And the way back was sealed off by hook
There is no going back I can see now
Something is wrong with this place, what and how?
There is no direction where to go now
A terrible smell is coming from the lake side
Strangely the lake is fuming, I think I should hide...

(II)
I hid myself in the bay of bushes at best
While I waited to see what happens next
The emerging fume, lights on flame
Burning the coal in the lake so lame
I hear a call out of a name
Like it sounded too familiar, it was my name!
Hush comes a voice in my ear
I nearly choked out of fear
Someone held me down to the ground
While the green shrubs surround
Am pushed to an unground tunnel
That is designed so much like a big funnel
I find myself in a small arena alley
And a man sitting with a shaft with his big belly
I am explained of the questions rising in my mind
The magicians wicked widow is cruel unkind
For she has ordered to slaughter everyone
Whoever talks back to claim their son
The wicked widow so now an evil witch
Takes fresh mens blood so to enrich
The legend makes sense do foretold
Now, what I dreampt here unfolds...

(III)
The fancy dark woman with long hair
Braided with jewelry looking so fair
I thought she was a fairy from wonderland
But the truth, a wicked witch of barren land
In my dream, I **** her somehow
But I can't recall anything as of now
The legit people already know my skills
They seek for protection from any more kills
Now I have to recall how I executed this *****
So this land would be free from such an evil witch
In my hair I have a sacret sharp fin of a fish
Given to me by an old sage as a wish
Recalling his spoken words as it goes:
      "...here my child is a weapon
         use this to destroy the happen
         stab this in the heart at noon
         when the sky is clear and you see the moon
         the magicians widow died along with him
         but the evil magic took over her body at dim
         do not fear, for you will win
         just stab in the heart with this fin..."
Out from the ground, walking towards her nest
She was hanging like a bat on the pillars to rest
Very much aware of my presence, I could tell
A siren like scream in my ears was her yell
I needed to close up on her to do my deed
She out numbered me, and grabbed me like a ****
I could sense my fear crawling from behind
There was no mercy or a gesture of any kind
Before she could make her move on me
Dang!
In goes the fin in one spin
In agony she cried with pain
Her body wrapping up in black smokes
While making the air around me choke
I ran towards the lake where I first stood
The wall that was sealed now all good
I made my way out through the wood
And started a miles walk behind the wall
A mythical journey ended with the evil fall
The magicians widow now I recall...


©sim

When sages lived for many ages,
The era stories were written on bark pages,
Animals were quite friendly and didn't live in cages,
No one ever worried about salaries or wages,
The era changed and so did the perception,
On every junction there came ***** temptation,
Bribery, greed and some monstrous satisfaction,
For good people in search of jobs stamped  rejections,
The misunderstanding leads to tragic incidents,
Mostly results in suicides or on drive accidents,
The life ends for people who tried and gave up,
Or drowned themselves in poison full cups,
Alcohol on rise regardless of its high price,
Poverty on its peak while people voice with cries,
Dose after dose inhaled by this generation,
Moving forward in writing a new revelation,
For the expectation by the old sages has deluded,
And many have resorted with life and concluded,
Some dragged their way up with time,
Some sank their way with crime,
Some worked hard for every dime,
Some got knocked from their prime,
Yet the hunger of superiority kept growing,
The earth seems dimmed and not glowing,
From righteous beings to karmic scenes,
Now we all see the happenings and unforeseens...


©sim

I have listened to your soul while you were yearning in the cold. About anywhere, am not even close to you but for some reason, there awaits a hope. Losen yourself from the invisible chains of evil, let go of the lamen thoughts. Feel the light piercing through your heart and gather the fallen pieces. Eliminate your unworthy memory and come forth from the start. Value your rights not by comparison or fights but lead on a positive path, full of life and compassion. Hate not the truth that unfolds before you like a chapter, face it with gratitude and other's will embrace your character. Don't run after materialistic objects or someones attention. Why slump down with regrets and hurt yourself with rejection. Life is for living and if more, than a righteous giving, to those unfortunate beings around us. We are moving trees with many branches bearing beautiful flowers and leaves. These branches and flowers depict our physical being, appearance, beauty and thoughts. Likewise, as the roots reach down the toughest, rocky soil, this is our inner visible self. This tells how much we have run deep and thought of our lifetime challenges. If our roots hit a stone while growing, that doesn't mean that life is over. The roots, hence our thoughts give us the options to re-route our lives. We are the makers of who we are from inside. The aura accumulates and the actual beauty shines, outside. Let others judge, let them dig their own graves. Just focus on the possibilities, and make them happen. Try the kindness and caring theory, am sure someone, somewhere is hoping for this miracle. This is you, this can be you if only you believe and confined in yourself. Stop thinking that you maybe cursed from birth. Help others, not just humans but every living being on our beautiful tearing apart earth.

  
©sim

So here it comes to test my faith
Changing itself again and again
A disguise like no other
But carries on itself a negative rain

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

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

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

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

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


©sim

My love is like a river that flows in a rhythm
Sometimes aggressive, sometimes calm
At times dancing and overflowing
But not likely to harm

My anger is like a volcano
That in any moment it could erupt anywhere
The words flow then like hot lava
For some, I do not spare

My attitude depends, how you take me as
Judgemental affair is not favoured
If you treat me right, I'll treat you same
My feelings are quite flavoured

See me as your friend and I'll protect you
From bullies and threats that may cause harm
Share your thoughts with me
Do not grief, just stay calm...




©sim

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

The smell of burning incense
Awakes my sleeping senses
The ringing of temple bells
You got go, that's what mum tells
To the morning prayer
Which I love, is not rare
As each day starts with Gods name
The days go by almost the same
Peaceful atmosphere all around
As the smell of yagna surrounds
The air purified from negative vibes
And silently the bees leave their hives
The locals then extract the pure honey
Which is sold and thus a source of money
Life is just perfect living with less noise
Here in the village, but it's ones choice
To choose the style of life they prefer
And if asked to me, I always refer
To the place where I would love stay
Is in my village, where we all had our own way...

©sim

The sharp fangs on my side
Trying hard trying to hide
I feel my jaws gone bit wide
The voices in the dark lied
So, does that mean I died?
But how come I don't feel any pain
My hands no longer in chains
Blood? Whose blood is on the floor?
Scattered all over, who opened the door?
My neck!! It's bitten, Oh No!!
What do I do, where do I go?
Aaaah!! the sun burns my skin
My head is rushing with a spin
My eyes!! What's wrong with my eyes?
And who were those guys?
Now my stomach hurts bad
My rage is increasing, I'm getting mad
My thirst kicking in my fangs
I need blood, I need to find those gangs
But the sun is a killer, I have to wait
Till nightfall and then setup a bait
To quench my hunger and thirst
My heart is dark, all I think is blood
Laying in a distance dead bodies flood
A new era, a new being, immortal
That's what this heart thinks
Just red everywhere, everyone drinks
Human race declining drastically
We are the new race practically
I feel a light in me still glows
I am not a complete vamp, that shows
What has this place become?
From where have they come?
Will the human race survive?
Will there be anyone alive?
I hide myself from everyone you see
I am a monster and you are my key...

©sim

The cries of nature
Has burst the roaring skies
Rumble and tumble
Thors hammer spikes and strikes, spark
Jolts over a dead forest



©sim

A tear drop
Waves by
Unable to erase my thoughts
Drop by drop it tries to wipe
But it doesn't stop
An eruption of painful feelings
Explode,
I do feel the pain
But the hurt is just too much
I cannot love you again...


©Seema Sen, 2020

My hands so cold
Weary and old
My hair turning grey
As they all say
My eyes getting tired
No longer admired
My body growing weak
Every other week
My pace while I walk
Has decreased like I talk
My style of cooking
Is almost as choking
Am I too old for works?
Or am I burden by mocks
Am I too hurt inside?
That the impact shows outside
Am I unhappy with my life?
That every corner spikes a knife
What is wrong with me?
Why can't I be what I used be?
Everything seems so blurry
My pills finish in a hurry
Laying on my death bed
Memories evolving out sad
The disease in me has no cure
But my love to him was pure
I'm tired, much tired of being awake
Desperately waiting for them to take
Living my torn body here
And my soul up there
A place full of joy and care
Where there's no charge nor fare
By the way I have a Monday fever
Thinking to let go off me at the river
I know I sound crazy
I am not dying yet, am just too lazy...

©sim

The wind blows
The stars glow
The river flows
As I walk slow

The moon is dim
I know I miss him

Rolling down tears
Missing him for years
I wish he hears
And combats my fears

The moon will soon shine
I know he is mine

Night creatures sing
Fireflies fly in ring
With bright colored wings
Along with their king

The moon is clear and bright
I know my heart beats right

Love is not an expectation
It's the heart's reaction
A decision, a feeling of hesitation
But true is this beautiful relation


©sim

My body shivered
My skin turned pale
My spine quivered
Scratches all over by nails

The voices angry
Vouching for my life
Demons hungry
Ready with knives

Behind closed eyes
A hell appears
My soul terribly cries
Then it disappears

Sleepless horrific nights
The stirring voices and their lies
My soul painfully fights
Until my eyes open to the blue skies

Day becomes tiring
As night spent with lingering creatures
Hovering and firing
Cursing the healing preachers

I am a fighter
I've become stronger
Tho my body seems lighter
And nights have become shorter

The demons die of hunger
As they are out of feed
Coz I've controlled my anger
And that was their need

Fought this battle for a few years
Now my sleeps are good at night
My soul no longer fears
As my spiritual guardians are ready to fight...


©sim

My mind wonders if you loved me
Ever wondered how alone I'll be
You never let a tear form in my eye
But now I wonder if it was a lie
You always made me smile
Hand in hand we used to walk a mile
A most loving person I ever met
In his arms one can forget the rest
My heart still aches for you
Searches the sites to capture your view
A deep pain ignites within my soul
My heart flames up, burns into coal
Crushed each time I saw you with her
Time went fast, now all is at far...


©sim

Beating this wild heat
With my favorite rolling treat
Music blast popping up on beat
While barbecuing fresh lean meat
Friends over, as I wave to greet
Being years, finally we meet
One fully dressed in suit, tucked in neat
Looking for a place near me, perhaps a seat
Most have moved to other places
See how, work, has stressed their faces
Taking "Heineken" out from the cases
Am glad to see smiles, on their stressed out faces
Enjoying each moment as we approach the sunset
The vibrant atmos appealing, the darker it gets
So many stories to share around
Within the reach of each hand, while we sat on the ground
A bonfire, flaming sunset, a mesmerizing evening
We all enjoyed together, forgetting the work phones ringing...



©sim

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