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Seema Jul 2017
An old hollow bowl
Inside it, a dead owl
Filled with charcoal
Buried in a hole
Under the light pole
On the crossroads
Opposite the graves
Near the witches dome
Where believed,
The dark spirits roam
I know this, coz I am,
A wandering soul
Others, the witches stole
I am a carefree witness
I saw, what he did
I saw what all he buried
I also saw the body he hid
And he thought,
Nobody saw his deeds
Planting a dead owl as a seed
Like some secret treasure
That no one can find
I looked closely
He buried, jewels of all kind
He has no idea,
What he had done!
The witch knows it all
Soon it will be his call
My friend, beware
Of the watchful unknown
There's an empty grave
Waiting,
With your name alone!

©sim
Seema Sep 2017
On a dusty road
Walking alone
Carrying my load
My body all bones
Shackling, dangling
Withered skin
Like a reptile camouflaging
From its tail to fin
My burdens are heavy
But he denies to take me
Says I am not ready, I've gone crazy
Under the hot sun and cold moon
All I prayed to, none fulfilled my boon
So I seeked the death lord to take me
But it didn't listen to my plea
The sand dust, makes small dunes on my eyes
The leviathans sleek their tongues and spies
While walking, my feet leaves a red pattern
Yet no one's willing to take me in, that's for certain
I am a sinner but I killed no one
I betrayed my ownself
By trusting a face shifter alone
The load was heavy, so I tried committing suicides
Each time someone stopped and so became my guides
Now I am walking, so my loads drop by the road side
Little by little my timid soul, opens from its hide
On the lead way, the devil lied
Dressed like a monk, it came to me like a surprise
It was after my soul, was trading it with gold
The forbiddened advice,
Coz I knew it was the devil in disguise
I am walking towards the new horizon
The death lord intervened to renew my death licenses
I am like the centaur from the epic time
Heeded with superiority, on my blood spilled no crime
I am now at a graveyard, walking with the shackle bones
Rattling underneath the ground, are many unknowns
Here I shall lay my withered raptured body,
Coz my soul angel is near, with my new reformed body...


©sim
Seema Aug 2017
I was writing a poem
Sitting under my favorite tree
The weather was cool
And for a moment, I felt free

As I was scribbling my write
On the pages of my notebook
A gust of wind blew to fright
And ripped a page of my book

I began to write about my pain
The challenges, I face each day
Rushing, pouring came the rain
I left quickly to get away

The rain stopped after awhile
And the sun came out smiling
My notebook was all soaked in
Drops of water started piling

The ink drowned within the pages
All smeared, not one write escaped
The white pages, now all black
My thoughts rushed to escalate

With a smile, I picked up the book
And felt my inked pain being washed away
I think it's time to bury this book
Until then, I must find another way...

©sim
Seema Oct 2017
Is this love? Was it love?
Or a tantrum filled torture
My dear heart,
Seems there is no end to your pain
What is this fear?
That inflates your mind
Every tear that takes a stroll
Down to find, the broken pieces of my heart
He got away with his way too smart
Here now sitting alone, inking this page
With tearful hearts, beating rage
As time flies through this night
Emotions from depths, take their flight
Dark thoughts linger in my head
Oh, what a dreamful life he led
Lost I am in my own ocean sinking
Mind confused thinking
I should have taken the precaution
Knowing it could be the darkest deep ocean
It's too late for this innocent soul to mend
The once blossom heart,
                                  now grained up sand...


©sim
Seema Aug 2017
Driving down the watchful lane
My car choked, so I stopped at a scene
A false image or a dying shadow
Sitting by the window, a surreal widow
Smiling from the mirrors reflection
An awkward feint delusional reaction
Upon the quivered candle flames
Flickers her dark lustful eyes in claims
Maybe it's an illusion or a trick of my mind
As my body has fallen, weak by this find
This place seems, full of buried secrets
Along the sound of wild crickets
The horror adventure plays within my sight
Ghosts hovering everywhere in white
I closed my eyes to silence my mind
To weave off the horrific sight of all kind
But something grabbed my leg from behind
My voice echoed to beg and I began to unwind
Yet another mystery buried underground
My car engine raced all of a sudden,
I shook off the scenery, and turned around...


©sim
Fiction
Seema Oct 2017
This rain
So cold
This pain
Now old
Your words
Loud enough
To slash my
Heart like a
Sword
As I walk
Alone
Chills run
Down my
Bones
And you
Stand laughing
As if I was
A dancing
Clown
My tears you
Can't see
The fears that
grasps me
The shadows
In which I live
Each day
Tortures my soul
And darkens
My way
The light is bleak
The path is dry
Whom shall I seek
These thoughts
Make me cry...


©sim
Seema Sep 2017
The meadows grew pink
The sky turned vermilion
The sun got upset
The weather was its companion

Angry thunder, scolded the sky
The emotions fell as rain
The lightening came out to spy,
Why the sun was in vain?

The leaves turned yellow
The sea got rough
The rivers ran shallow
The weather got tough

A crimson change all around
Many voices sing a prayer
Wet season all over surrounds
This weather seems a player...


©sim
Seema Aug 2017
It's cloudy today.
Almost like it will rain soon.
Wind and Sun cheated.
The weather has turned gloomy,
It has started to drizzle.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Aug 2017
Plucking a grass from the ground
So green and active
Looking at how the soil has bound
A complete scene, so captive

Yet it's a **** and needs to be pulled out
Else jungles the gardens in my surround
A tedious task in this sunny weather
Look now, the visitors have come around

There's no time to spend on weeding
As all attention the visitors seek
Even, I had to give up reading
To entertain them for this week

The grasses have grown more taller
I hope, no one interrupts today
The weather is a bit cooler
Plan is going to execute my way!


©sim
Time with the nature :)
Seema Jan 2018
He looked weird
With his long beard
Seems unshaven for many years

Walked like a turtle
With a shiny armor like metal
Hung around his neck were cups and kettle

Swagging with baby like steps
I heard Tip-a-tip-tap
With his walking stick and a whitered cap

I watched him from far
Away from my car
Hip-a-didal-do why you stare like am at a zoo

He mumbled loudly like a roar
From a lions cage somewhere at the core
I kept my pace to see him more

A small man perhaps a dwarf
Making his way towards the near wharf
I decided to head off

As I turned to go
He startled from behind
Saying Sip-aa-say-so

Leaving me speechless
With no clue
Of how he got me out of the blue

He taped his stick
And sat on a brick
He totally looked sick

I said "hello"
He replied "ello"
"I am a weird fellow"


He looked away
Far to the other way
Got up and started his weird song

Tip-a-tip-tap Tip-a-tip-tap
With a say of little
Here I see a cat in the middle
Whose with me...Whose with me
With cups and kettle
Sip-aa-say-so Sip-aa-say-so
With nowhere to go
Hip-a-didal-do Hip-a-didal-do
I have no clue...


©sim
Creative writing. Fictional write, spilling imagination.
Seema Sep 2017
A battle building within
Enforcing a war zone
With their spirit, their soul in
Simulating the sins unknown

Another person linked by mind
But they are what others define
As the sages of demonic kind
Of what they believe and refine

They say every human has a third eye
Located in the center of their forehead
But none to believe in the fact, why?
There is no evidence of such when people die

I guess it's the sixth and common sense
That is referred to as the third eye
Visually hidden but lays in the dense
A raider sense that acts like a spy

I keep away from such weird sages
As we all have a sense of awareness
It's good to read about them in pages
Then to be brainwashed to self unfairness...

©sim
The self proclaimed human gods.
Seema Jul 2017
A beggar begs for money
To afford his wants and needs
His helplessness looks funny
To some overgrown weeds
Once he owned so many things
Money became his greatest power
Pride and ego his greedy wings
Soon left him to beg in his last hour
The wise often say,
What goes around comes around
Coz karma has million eyes
It digs your deeds from underground
And makes you pay for your wealthy lies
On the streets, under the trees, over the bridge
His golden birds flew,
Sitting alone, wondering on the ridge
Remembering and recalling how he grew
A wealthy thief, who was unknown
Ripped off the poor with what they had
Now, his karma seems to have shown
Living, yet wishes he was dead...

©sim
Seema Dec 2017
I saw her sitting quite
In a gown color white
The skin looked pale
Her efforts seemed fail
The moving chair stuck
She became restless
Pained and helpless
The wheels didn't move
Help was needed as prove
I walked over to help her
She had tears, I noticed from far
I got her wheelchair on track
The wheels got stuck in a crack
She became happy with joy
And hugged me thanking
Gave me her favorite toy
It so happened I was on roam
This old lady, in the resting home
Was left by her kids, heart of stone
To deal with her life all alone...


©sim
I am glad, I am with my mum who is a stroke paitent with complications like seizures and Alzheimer's. I never let her out of my sight. I love her same but my heart broke when I saw how this lady was treated.
Seema Aug 2017
A broken jar
I fixed when fell
From a far
No one can tell

A broken heart
I tried to fix
But part by part
It all got mixed

A birds feather
I tried to catch
It blew off further
In the thorn patch

A child's cry
Weakened my soul
I went close by
His leg stuck in a hole

A set of painful eyes
Watched me through
An angel in disguise
Yes, that's true

I am quite broken
But I am strong
I am not a token
Don't take me wrong

My love is in my smile
Like a tombstone on a grave
I think for a short while
Then just smile and wave...


©sim
Smile, even when you think your life is sinking.
Seema Aug 2017
My heart is not made of stone!
I feel the piercing pain
Spending my time alone
Walking in this heavy rain

The thunder roars rumble
But my mind has freezed
Upon a stone, I stumble
This time I am not teased

In my room, I sit wondering
What would hurt the most?
A betrayal of hearts pondering,
Or promises washed away and lost

I give leads to my sorrows
Letting my tears fall upon
Shall it be my last tomorrow
From everyones life gone

As I take in a half glass of wine
My tears fill in the other half
Every fault becomes solely mine
The rest sit back and laugh

My love went unnoticed first
And you gunned me with cheat
Betrayal came in with the rest
Your love showed in your treat

I shall go, far away from all
From your life to my pained soul
I know you'd never dare to call
The flames died, left is just, coal...


©sim
Seema Aug 2017
I am right there, where the light shines
Where there is no darkness, just rays of light
Among the greedless vines that lays over
Yet, you can't see me coz it's so bright

I understand the love you have for me
But look, I am standing right by your side
Please don't be upset and cry
Because I'll always be with you, as a guide

Short life, long life who knows death
Am gone, others gone, who may be next
Be strong, console yourself and move on
Some souls are blessed to be the best

Put me to rest now, as my time has faded
The lose memories that float in your mind
Be sure to cherish the moments we had
Yet, who knew death was on a hunt to find

End of all my miseries and unseen sufferings
I am free finally, from this stubborn pain
But you my love, should not fail to live fully
Accept the fact, coz my soul is crying
......with tears of rain


©sim
Not my story :)
Seema Nov 2017
In this world where you and I live
A place where one takes first then to give
Here where women and men are almost equal
But the role extends and so comes the sequel
Some reserved countries despise such rights
When they are well aware of regional fights
Third world countries seem to be rising
It starts first with food and accessory pricing
Drugs and violence has touched the heights
Most youngsters struggle in such plight
The focus of righteousness on needy
Have fallen into the hands of greedy
The poor gets poorer and rich gets richer
In the mask of a dark slave images a preacher
Angels of dark walk hand in hand to pull us down
Their population is immense throughout the city and this town
Everyone is so consumed with their work
That hardly one gets time to sit and talk
An addiction of complaining and blaming
There is loss in faith but no effort of gaining
Men have grown into ***** beasts
While their hunger satisfaction feeds on feasts
Here I am thinking of the many lives on this planet
Only the supreme beings survive
While the rest deplete struggling to thrive
This earth's natural beauty has been altered
And artificial makeups set to unify the sheltered
Natures creatures greet with signs
Hence, drawn our own boundaries and lines...


©sim
Seema Feb 2018
A princess to be,
No one yet to see,
The witch has kept me high,
Where no one can reach even if they try,
Living and learning the world through books,
The witch has cast me with good looks,
Up high in the tower is where I reside,
Waiting for a rescuer to come by my side,
With locks of hair braided tight,
I know my prince is out of sight,
Soon I shall be free from this dreadful lonely place,
Where I have been kept like a prisoner in a tall case,
Today I saw a handsome guy on a white horse,
Dressed like a prince wearing a holy cross,
Our eyes met but he could not reach me,
He assured that he will come back for me,
I let my hair down and up came my dream,
Took me away while the witch cried with scream,
Locked up high she lives in the lonely tower,
Without any sorcery without any power...


©sim
This should be easy :)
Seema Dec 2017
I love the flowers
But hate the thorns
Love rain showers
Until you were gone

I hate my being
You teared my heart
In vain I sing
Saw your depart

The flowers wilt
For you are no more
Drowning with guilt
Who cares anymore...

©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Jan 2018
This night is cold
In my hands I hold
Your letters, now old
Each one, I open and fold
Gone are the days
Those beautiful ways
Of our regular meetings
The long walks and sittings
Am so much missing
And absolutely wishing
For you to be by my side
But you decided to hide
From everyone who loved you
You left us!!
Who knew it would be our last meet?
Who knew the promises to keep?
Who knew you would betray?
Who knew the days would turn gray?
Who knew you would become a General?
Who knew today I would be here at your funeral?
Who knew the battle you went to?
To imagine to be in your shoe
You were the bravest amongst all
You took that bullet saving all
You were my love dear
Please promise to stay near
My days are going in fear
Every memory brings down a tear
It's been years now with these letters
Soon I will join you, that's all that matters
I hope our love stays same when we meet
Together we shall unite at the Lords feet...

©sim
Totally fictional write. Spilling imagination.
Seema Sep 2017
When mother earth gets angry
Throwing her quake tantrums
Buildings collide and news report, earthquake

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

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

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

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

This is our doings!

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

It's our selfish experiments

Calling ourselves geniuses!!


Wow!


©sim
Save our planet.
Seema Sep 2017
Words spill out my mind
As I write my writes
There is always a find
To ink in with highlights

Subjective, scenarios, facts
Imaginary, dreams, best
I am so consumed, infact
I hardly take time to rest

I feel at ease when I write
Words speak up from every line
Dull days light up, too bright
Rest of the days go so fine

I scribble on paper but
It's hard to read
So I type in my notepad
And post it, in the feed

Writing is part of my relaxation
A therapy that takes away my tension
It's a wonderful feel of sensation
Like my heart is beating in it's mansion...


©sim
Seema Sep 2017
My faith in you
Surprising grew
Your loyalty to me
Let's me see
The way you are
By your heart
The love in you
I never ever knew
So much deep
If one can reach
I can sense your love
And your care for me
You have patience
To adore your surround
Yet you always want
My essence around
But as you know
I've got a shattered heart
In pieces, broken apart
My trust in love, is lost
As I paid the price,
For the time it cost
Twice betrayed
Everything gone to fade
Broken are promises,
I wonder why it's made!!

©sim
Seema Jul 2017
Fights, terror, bomb blasts
The deafening sirens forever lasts
In the hearts and souls of many
Who confront such hurtful journey
Each day living and dying
Running to save lives, trying
But the inhumane are ******
Polished by government, well toned
How long will this war last?
How many more humans will fast?
With no food or water to feed
The women and children in need
News flash in on different channels
As media handsover the control panels
In the hands of those behind the curtains
Laying out the corrupt media patterns
I often get sad and wonder,
Why should we only "Rest In Peace"
Why can't we all live in Peace too!!

©sim
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
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
Seema Sep 2017
Why should I try to lie about you and that guy.
It's shameful and awful that you have betrayed me for a while.
Time and again, you prime to frail my fragile brain.
You've tossed me without any cost, to be lost to another host.
In this bizarre looting world of wraths and stinky breaths.
You left me plotting and dealing my own scornful feelings.
Now that it's all over between you and him. You trying to intervene like a jhin.
Sometimes I feel you are a fish with spikey fins and hooded pins.
Do you do this for your internal wins? Or are you playing the game of sins...


©sim
multi syllabic rhyme
Seema Feb 2018
I would walk away
With you
Coz our love is true
I never knew
What all you've been through
But I will always
Love you
No matter how hard
Life gets
No matter how many times
My pillow gets wet
I will never give up
Never, give up on you
You are the light
Shining in my dark days
A passionate flame
Burning, dancing in its realm
Don't hide away
Like I did, once
I paid the price
Then to never see you, for months
I am not perfect
Darling, beneath this shadow mask
Are you the same love
Won't you ever ask?
It's not a dream, O' no
Let's dance in this rain
For once more
Let me take away your worries and pain
Coz I will always love you
Just the way you are...



©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Aug 2017
If I close my eyes forever
And hold my breath in
Will you come back ever
To stop me from this sin

((sigh))

Crushing my delicate heart
With poisonous sting words
You are breaking me apart
Stabbing with blunt swords

((sigh))

If my love is so bitter and sour
Why are you still here?
Why do you message me every hour?
What is that you fear?

((sigh))

No! I am not gonna die
I am gonna show you, that I can live
And this my dear is not a lie
For now, I'll just smile for every look you give

((smiles))

Alone I was, alone I will be
You chose the other, over me
One day, maybe you'll understand such loneliness
How it infects the heart and becomes an illness...

©sim
Seema Nov 2017
You are not my King
I am not your Queen
Your hands are covered in sin
Yet you vowed to win

Put me in a dungeon
Or lock me up in a tower
My heart shall not melt
Useless would be your power

Dare not force me to abide
You may be brave
But I am not walking by your side
I desperately yell for my grave...

©sim
Seema Feb 2018
If am gone,
                   will you care?
Memories that we had,
                   will you ever share?
In absolute darkness,
                   will you wish for me?
Sitting cold shivering,
                   will you watch the sea?
You turned me insane,
                   will you feel the shame?
In attempt of my escape,
                   will you help or just gape?
If I asked you to take me,
                   will that make any sense?
Have I said too much,
                   have you got tense?
Am silent now,
                   does that hurt?
Laying cold soaked in oil,
                   do you recognize this skirt?
Are you crying,
                   will you not bury me to rest?
I have a long way to go,
                   will you not do your best?
I know you loved me so,
                   but it's time for me to go...


©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional write.
Seema Sep 2017
The wilting flowers,
Hung low with heavy dew drops  
Almost kissing, ground
Maynas chattering loudly
Awful sweet swears, fighting song


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Aug 2018
Rustling in swiftly
The gust fills my empty soul
Hustling through, sweeping
The gloom-ridden dark edges
Leaves keeping me warm


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Aug 2017
Wind blows my loose curls
It's windy outside today
Fresh air everywhere
Sun plays hide and seek with clouds
Rain seems to be on its way.

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Sep 2017
I am a fool, who fell for love
A wingless angel, from the heaven above
Waited and waiting for the promise virtues
Sitting with the deads among momentary statues
Alone, thinking of the fortress I left behind
For the sake of love and mankind
But no one notices me and neither my deeds
Everyone is so busy with their wants and needs
I pray to thee, to grant my wings back
So I can fly to my realm and be with my pack
Angels have become a myth over here
People laugh at me, when they often hear
Say, am a fool, a mental ******
So shameful of how we are been regard
Beautiful creation is this earth, Dear Lord
But fading away is your righteous teachings and word
I have seen the demons in disguise
Playing like a ******* dude, pretending to be wise
The hell gates are lose, leaking out the evilness
The untamed beasts, walk out with their wickedness
I have no place of peace but this burial grounds
Where I seek your help Lord, as the darkness surrounds
I am powerless, as my time on earth is finishing
Seen how innocents survive the wrath through punishing
Tonight, I shall have my wings back to flee
Else I'll be dead before I can make another plea...

©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Oct 2017
I wish my wish would come true
After what I've been through
As my heart you took and tore
Yet you are the one I crave for

My heart still beats in rhythm
As my mind beats on like drum
Your love hypes up my feelings
Coz my dreams you are stealing

Here I am, there you are staring
Your favorite color, I am wearing
A blaze in your eyes, I've seen ignite
In your arms, you did invite

A dance on a full moon night
Holding onto me, your grips were tight
A lot said through your dreamy eyes
My torn heart blushing, unexplained cries

More determination you showed
Fixed all broken promises you owed
My wishes finally fulfilling
As all my fears you kept killing...

©sim
Seema Dec 2017
I love you dearly
In my heart so close
I missed you nearly
But now, you my dose

Day starts with a kiss
Then you off to work
I crave and miss
Our romantic little talks

I wish for your return
You've gone overseas
Next would be my turn
Flying above the seas

I miss you everyday
Wish you were here
Today on your birthday
I shed a little tear....

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



©sim
Recently, visited the Golden Age Home. So many old and left alone people with sorrowful eyes greeted. Inspired.
Seema Jan 2018
With every shot of drink
My mind goes back to think

With every thought I think
My heart rises and sinks

With every beat of my heart
I feel distant and apart

With this feeling of despair
My tears roll without care

With every drop of tear
I take another shot of beer

With soothing music in air
Tonight you've been unfair

With you not here
This night grabs my fear

With this drink of beer
My mind rolls back to clear

With memories in my head
I crawl up in my bed

With your picture in my hand
I hope tonight's not my end


©sim
Seema Nov 2017
The string is tight
Loads on head
Cried whole night
I am so sad

Shall I just hang
Without a thought
Shall I just bang
Without a doubt

What's in it
I wonder now
Shall I open it
With what and how?

A scissors maybe
To cut these strings
Let me see
What this brings

He sent me this gift
A memory scrapbook
I brushed the cover to lift
How much time it took

To get all memories
Together look
From playgrounds to ceremonies
Every moment he hooked

On this scrapbook, a gift
How I miss him now
He wasn't on invitation list
Shall I call him now

Yes, I should
It was my birthday
But he could
Have wished me this day

Moments and smiles
His number I dialed
We talked for a while
I felt love blooming wild

A date on tomorrow
With him only
Gone are the sorrows
No longer lonely...

©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Nov 2017
You sound same
As you were then
Gained your fame
But, this was when?

Those happy days
Singing of songs
Shattered in million ways
Now, it all seems wrong

My eyes still blurry
It's hard to open
I was gonna marry
Yes, but what happened?

Within blinks, am new
Collecting each piece
While recognizing few

This comma lasted few years
And a lot has changed
Brushing away my tears
And you, became strange

You moved on
I was told later
From my life, long gone
Now, it doesn't matter

Accidents don't happen by choice
It's the wrongs that turn right
Where no one hears your voice
All you see is darkness,
                                         while in search of light...

©sim
Please drive safe, think about your loved ones and other innocent lives.
Seema Nov 2017
The last drop of my tear
"Listen my dear"
Will be wiped off
Do not fear
The care you share
I will surely spare
The gem that's rare
That you polished with care
Will be at your side to bare
Everything you declare
In the hope of our love
And the mercy from above
We shall and will be together
...Without any fear...


©sim
Seema Nov 2017
There is you
And there is me
You have someone
And I to have someone
Yet both of us talk
Hours in the nights
All secrets shared
Most tears spared
A pull from each side
Never confessed nor lied
You are single
And I to am single
Each day we look forward
To talk and chat
Familiar, but haven't met
It scars me to admit
The feelings that sit
Within my heart
Towards your heart
I know its wrong
But our own drag too long
To take further steps
In life, to the depths
And now this has happened
What am I suppose to do?

©sim
This is not my story.
Seema Feb 2018
I wonder, why my heart cries
I wonder, why there's pain
I wonder, why there's tears in my eyes
And who's there to blame

For you are long gone, out of my sight
Into the arms of your future wife

I wonder, why there were promises made
I wonder, why we could not keep
I wonder, why you let our love fade
And let our moments, skip

For now you do not look at me
Like the way you used to see

Burning my love, onto the lips
Of the other, whom you just kissed

Remember, the times we've spent
Remember, the love we shared
Remember, the places we went
And how much you cared

But, look at you now
Swaying along like a celebrity
With a different girl each day
You gained enormous superiority

Will you just stand there and let me go
Out of your sight, into the blue

Will you not beg me to stay
Rather ignore me, like a stray

You seemed long gone, out of my sight
Into the arms of your future wife  

I wonder, why my heart still cries
I wonder, why there is still pain
Deeply,
Buried in my eyes...*



©sim
Fictional write, compiling thoughts for a heart broken subject.
Seema Sep 2017
Your words hit me hard
Everytime we talk
I bought a thank you card
On my way to work

You trashed the card in the bin
Gave me a harsh look back
As if I committed an unplanned sin
Wandering, what did I lack?

.....still wondering!!


©sim
Seema Aug 2017
A word, written to please
With a black charcoal ink
Scribbles on paper, erase
Drops of tears sink in

With a black charcoal ink
Sketches of your beautiful mind
Drops of tears sink in
As your shadow lingers from behind

Sketches of your beautiful mind
Scribbles on paper, erase
As your shadow lingers from behind
A word, written to please...

©sim
Hope you see the repetitive flow.
Seema Oct 2017
In this world of madness
Where sunken eyes pour in sadness
Mothers wail for their malnutritioned child
While firing of guns and bombing protruding wild

In this world of madness
Where programs are set as awareness
People have become racist ****** other religion
Taking over places, claiming their own region

In this world of madness
Where mind conspires, no rest no calmness
As lies are polished to shine like truth
Youngest abolish their education during youth

In this world of madness
Where you and I just sit back and witness
The extinction of animals from our radial planet
Humans on the otherhand,
fight to become a leader or atleast a senate

In this world of madness...*


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

                                         Sincerely,
                                       ~The War Victim~


©sim
Seema Nov 2017
Your heart has turned dark
Your eyes blinks a spark
Your breath almost stinks
The awful smell of your skin
Makes my head spin
This momentary night
As the sky is beamed alight
The moon shining over you
Sprinkling the magical dew
You climb on the peak
To embrace what you seek
I've grown too weak
With no energy to speak
My powers, I've lost
This kind of death is the worst
But you, trying to revive me
To how I was, I again can be
The approach of midnight
I'm holding on tight
My breathe fading slowly
Around none, I'm lonely
A vigorous howling cry
My throat has gone dry
I felt dragged under the moon
The magical dew showered soon
On my body which was torn
And a new me, was born...


©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional write.
Seema Jan 2018
Each day tears pour as rain,
Terribly hurt and torn going insane,
Hundreds of ideas hitting my brain,
Depression crutches each root of my vein,
You showed me that life has no gain,
And filled me with all types of pain,
To whom do I owe this gratitude of pushing me in drain,
Covering my body with words and feelings of filth,
Knowingly causing the vision of spilth,
And assuring me that my life is worthless living,
For which, till this day I am still grieving,
Of the bitterness you shedded on me,
With the cruel attitude you let me be,
I have learnt karma has its own way of dealing,
Till then am making my life worth living...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
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