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Seema Aug 2017
After six long years
You've come to see me, why?
Unstoppable tears
Pouring out unsaid feelings
Only my wounded soul hears

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Nov 2017

On this solid rough edged paper like bark
Picking my writing tool in a haste
With ink spurred over the edges like an ark
I write a legacy for people living in the waste

The wrath of my writing caused bark to asunder
Writing stays as scrolls of eternity
With the heed of good serenity
Where emotions and actions here, I surrender

On narrow bark willing to dig deep
With the clarity of characters and notch to keep
The barks swallow the liquid while the writer reaches zenith
The story here my friend is not a myth

Picking up a glass piece to carve out my own name
So my shadow would recognize that my submission is no shame
I am not a profane impression
But seeing the suffering of people puts me in great  depression

Designed the lesson with this stainless knife
A dream come true of my entire living life
If my writing is be of any worth
I shall make it more subjective with example and take it forth

If the quick press only sanctioned my rights
I wouldn't be worried or sound down as I write
If only they created a constitution with a candor
My work shall be a piece of legacy for the people, I always adore...
*


©sim
(Please read in slow pace)

PS: A legacy written from the view point of a "so called" Billionaire for people living on waste/slump lands (I'm no billionaire, just a write :-)
Seema Nov 2017
The hype of Sun
Grasp of fear
Sounds of gun
My eyes shed tear

The dark forest
Dense and deep
Memories to rust
Yet I try to keep

Experiment wrong
By the unknown
You are so gone
I silently mourn

Now they hunt
As me, the other part
Hide, I can't
They have thrown me apart

A failure you turned
For them at night
Your body burned
They satisfied alright

I survived, now on run
Changes in me I find
For them am fun
But am no more of their kind

An invisible change, I habit
Camouflage adaptation
I have changed bit by bit
For this nation

Tho, all alone to fight
The experiment, I sworn
It will be their horrific plight
Till I see the next dawn...

©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional write.
Seema Sep 2017
My heart won't forgive
My mind won't forget
For everyday of my life I live
Just wished we never met

Sour feelings, bitter emotions
Witnessed the living hell
Subjected in many portions
Stacked souls in a dried well

It's your skills and unnamed game
Luring each innocent in your bait
Behind pure love, you are a shame
Disguised poly player, how much I hate

Your deeds will get you oneday
With the curse of every broken heart
For every heartbreak, you'll surely pay
You'll then, beg to have a fresh start...*


©sim
Inspired by a friends dilemma.
Seema Nov 2017
You are above me
You are below me
You are all around me
Dear God, it's about me
It's about us
It's about them
It's about we
Dear God, bless me
Bless us
Bless them
Bless all living kinds
Erase the darkness from their minds
You are merciful
You are loving
You are not a myth
You are omnipresent
A past, present and future
Your arms surrounds the nature
I may not see you
I may not feel you
I may not know you
But you never forget
You push every being until they get
On their feet and tracks
You are the peace that fills the dark cracks
You are the thought in my head
You are my friend when am sad
I love you and I know others do as well
For you are my guide
Your teachings and words I shall abide...

©sim
Seema Oct 2017
Sitting alone in this room
As the time goes by
The atmos looks gloom
Wonder why people lie

My heavy heart sinks
Just by the thought
Of your unusual links
That you recently got

Even if I cry a thousand times
You will not change
Consumed with your crimes
You gone out of range

Sitting alone in this room
Where grass has turned dry
Please visit me at my tomb
You forgot about me......
................that's what makes me cry!

©sim
Spilling imagination...
Seema Nov 2017
You entered my heart
Now it's hard to leave
Showed love from start
You made me believe

Turning my negatives
By talking out
Feeding with positives
I no longer shout

Your talks are full of charm
Soft to heart and affection
Your love is no alarm
You showed me a reflection

Quite a tall guy in my view
Yet so gentle, I know I want you
Rejection is nothing new
But you decide, if am worth you...


©sim
Seema Dec 2017
You really made me cry today
I am sorry, I cut off your head the other day
And stripped you naked to withhold this cold
You kept quite cause you were sold
It so happened that I bought you in
I don't regret committing this sin
Yet my tears flow down my cheeks
You didn't shout nor did you speak
As the sharp blades sliced you down
And on the board diced all around
You layed there on the board
Waiting for your reaper to slay you with its sword
I will say grace once I've used you in my cooking
Tell your friends to stop looking
As their days are also numbered next
You are aromatic and taste best
White onions make me cry
So now I'll toss these in the hot pan to fry...


©sim
Seema Oct 2017
Tho you're losing your respect for me
I know you will never be able to forget me
I feel, you will not destroy or trash my love for you
Whenever you'll sit alone,
Everything around you, will remind you of me
Whether it be any song or times of tears
You may feel restless as when I am gone
I don't know, but I am certain
That your love for me is strong
Proving your own faith in love wrong
My love has shown us the light
Even if you try to extinguish, you will not be able to
Coz my love ignites and radiants through your heart and mind
Tho you're losing your respect for me
If ever my name crosses your mind in future
And you become sad sitting holding your heart
While your eyes gets blinded by darkness of sadness
If that time someone may ask the reason of your tears
You may not be able to tell even if you wanted to
Coz you have lost your respect for me
But you will not be able to forget me, coz I still love you and I know you still love me to...*

©sim
Seema Feb 2018
You poke it in your mouth,
Regardless of any doubt,
Unaware of the people around,
You spit the slimy saliva on the ground,
Puff!! Puff!!, you look like a smoking chimney,
Just remember your smoke is my enemy,
With the poison flowing around in the air,
The inhale becomes too much to bare,
Nicotine pollutes not only the freshness of nature,
But it slowly turns you into a smoky creature,
From dusk till dawn, living with the stinky fog,
You are hopeless than my sweet caring dog,
Atleast he listens to what I say,
Unlike you, you have chosen your own smoky way,
Get this through your head now,
Quit this pollution somehow,
The smoke kicks my lungs and chokes my breath,
It pokes my nose and risks my health,
I don't wanna die with the cancer I hear about,
Do you hear me or shall I SHOUT!!
Don't ignore what I have said,
Cause it's driving me mad,
I need a healthy life,
Not always pointing you with a knife,
To stay away from me with your smoke,
Cause one day I might just breakdown and choke...


©sim
My brother used to smoke and it really bothered me, but it's been over an year he quit for good.
Seema Jan 2018
When the wind blows
And the rhythm flows
My spirit glows

When the tide is high
And blue is the sky
My spirit tends to fly

When the sun is bright
And dark is the night
My spirit turns to light

When you are near
And consume my fear
My spirit grows to hear

Your beat within mine
Your love within me
Your voice tune fine
Your spirit dwells with mine...*


©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Jan 2018
When the leaves will fall
You would miss me
When the cold will crawl
You would wish for me

When tears will fill your eyes
You would long for me
When you breakdown with cries
You would wish for me

When you watch the stars at night
You would think of me
When you sitting at a height
You would wish for me

When your tears will finally dry
You would intend to forget me
When you drink and cry
You would only wish for me

©sim
Or maybe not...
Seema Jul 2017
Soyi soyi si hai zindagi
Koyi bewaqt awaaz na de
Kismat meri ruthi si hai
Magar ankh khul jati hai
Tere ek ehesaas se...

Life is almost at a sleep stage
No one even gives a call
My fate is upset, yet willing
As my eyes opens
From the unusual feeling

Saaye se bhi, waja puch le
Ki darpar dastak kiyu nahi karti
Zalim dil soh nahi pata
Raato ki beraham tanhayiyan
Har waqt tujhe pukarti...

Ask the shadow the reasons
Why it doesn't show up these days
This wrenched heart, cannot sleep
In the loneliness of night
Calls for you, then starts to weep

Farista ban gaye ** ya fakir
Likhte hi nahi ** mere naseeb
Ek tutta tara, aine mei dekha
Khoobsurat sa chahera
Har baar rutha...

Have you become an angel or a saint
You no longer write my fate
A shooting star, on the mirror sighted
A beautiful face
Saddened yet delighted...

©sim
My mind wonders awe..

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