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Seema Sep 2017
Let me cry
Cry till these tears get dry
Dry not cause I want to stop
Stop is not a question
Question is the hurt
Hurt that burns within
Within my soul, turning my heart
Heart from gold to coal
Coal so cold, full of agony
Agony not cause of you
You were just helping me out
Out from my helpless broken self
Self which I am surrounded with
With the darkest clouds of fear
Fear of hurt, of losing, of death
Death of my feelings and emotions
Emotions...Yes! emotions of my love
Love that you kicked out of your heart and senses
Senseless, I am....thus this is the pain I am in
In a shameless character, No!!! My love was pure
Pure and innocent, yet you killed it...



©sim
Looping style.
Seema Aug 2017
Concealed with pain
Pain in my heart and soul
Soul trembles within my body
Body almost numb by fear
Fear of losing my close ones
Ones those are too sweet
Sweet and dear to my heart
Heart that fills and flows with emotions
Emotions such as care and love
Love of true and trust, not fake
Fake is just not in my blood
Blood relatives,  whom I really adore
Adore my siblings near and far
Far beyond the horizons some live
Live with expectations each day
Day flies quickly and so does time
Time and tide waits for no one
One of the proverb speaks
Speaks of truth, for whoever seeks...

©sim
Loop style
Seema Nov 2017
Feeling the drizzles on my face
Cool breeze brushing over by grace
The hymns and choir chorus humming
This lovely Sunday is quite warming
Drum beats, smell of scented incense surround
It's another hindu festival summing around
From where I sit, my eyes does the witness
Take our obstacles and heal our sickness
Lord, praising you and biding you a goodbye
Always welcome to my house, its not a lie
Drips of rain has started to pour
Down each devotee, hailing for more
We have suffered quite a bit without rain
Today we are lucky to be blessed by praying
The weather has just changed again
Now its all cold and windy, soothing my pain
A wonderful sunday well spent
Thank you God, for this lovely weather you've sent...


©sim
Seema Aug 2017
I dare not share
So you can stop your stare
I really don't care
For my feelings are rare

I am here with an open mind
For the hidden treasures I can find
But your attitude is so unkind
Stating many others are lined

It seems you are confused
Or you think you've been used
I am not here to be accused
So piff off ****, am not amused...


©sim
Seema Jun 2020
Budding of life thrills
In love one feels
The beautiful charm
His smile, always steals
A warm kiss touches
My wrinkled cold cheeks
His eyes watches
Whenever I speak

In a dream, that is....

©Seema Sen, 2020
Seema Aug 2018
A small spark flames a forest...
A small stone ripples water like torres...
A slight anger turns us into raging beasts...
While a childs giggle makes life a happy feast...
A mothers love eases enormous pains...
As a fathers words moves us up again...
A sisters secret gives way to teasey torture...
While a brothers arm awares unforseen horror...
Friends are there but they tend to change...
In good ways keeping us at close range...
None other are as closest as I to myself...
Yet, we keep brooding about ourselves...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
Seema Jun 2017
The rage crawled upon,
Skin deep, to slither darkness.
Fumes of agony,
Burnt the shattered heart pieces.
A revengeful felony.



©sim
Seema Aug 2017
A truth untold
The doubt flames on
An evidence I hold
My world, all torn

My friend, my love
I cannot seem to find
Answers from above
Nothing comes in mind

Why, my dear,
Do you not care?
Was I a burden,
That you had to bear?

I saw you romancing
In arms of another
In the rain, dancing
Forgetting me, rather

I took a snapshot
And left in pain
Flowers you bought
Lied to me again

What's this love about?
When you're a cheat
I had no doubt
Until I went to meet

She told me,
You guys dated for long
As of what I see,
I am out and gone

A cheater, a liar
Played me well
Put my heart on fire
Pushed me in hell

A last gaze, he gave
Drowned me in pain
I told myself to be brave
And use my bladdy brain!

©sim
Fictional
Seema Feb 2018
O little birds sing to me...
For I am a little bumble bee...
Show me how to fly up high...
As I also wanna give a try...
To fly up...up above the skys...
And see the world with my eyes...
Together we shall live on this tree...
For I wanna be free just free...
I would be your friend and you my guide...
With all my trust flying by your side...
I will protect you from dangers to come...
Don't you worry our troubles shall overcome...
Its my first ever flight without my parents today...
Lets keep our promises and cherish this day...


©sim
A hot sunny day :)
Seema Aug 2017
He was the son of a mighty God
And I, was a fallen angel of dark
Our pair was quite unique and odd
But I was bruised with a banished mark

Our love and faith was unmatched
And this had bothered all
The two worlds met and watched
The amputation of my wings and fall

Seeing my reflection in a lake
How ugly I looked as a being
Hiding myself for his sake
Like a risen shadow, unseen

Our love was pure but he had to choose
He was favoured the next godly heir
So for that he had to lose (me)
My love knew that I was near (him)

We met, on a moonless night
And our love grew at a peak
He got indulged in an underworld fight
Answers to which, I didn't seek

I was punished for loving a God
And the sole reason of  a horrific war
My eyes met him for the last time
Before being martyred at the shore...

©sim
fiction narrative poem
Seema Aug 2017
In his last hour, he just smiled,
And let his soul go
His hand in mine, still in grip
Father, I bid you farewell as you RIP
Your love so precious and deep
That none can measure even if they leap
I cup my hands on my dull face
As my soul cries and my eyes weep
Breaking all earthly ties
You are gone over the skies
Living us emotionally shattered
But I know your breakthrough mattered
The pains and gains you've left to be
One day we all shall unite,
That day I truly wish to see...

©sim
14yrs today....miss you dad :(
Seema Aug 2017
Here I sit, with a long face
Waiting for your urgent call
You hung up on me, last time
Don't know what's wrong

A callback message pops-in
Your phone is out of reach
Fear grips me from within
The network seems at glitch

Finally, the door bell rings
And I rush to answer it
There you were, blank faced
Not wanting to rest and sit

You paniced as you talked
One of us was surely dead
In the past weeks accident
But I claimed alive instead

None of us wanted to believe
That we parted from each other
Both of us broke into tears
And I realised, I was another

I didn't survive the wrath
In his arms, I lay dead
A change of expression hit me hard
I left him helpless and sad

I would never wait for a call
As I am leaving your side forever
My death has created a wall
Please don't forget me, ever...


©sim
Fictional poetic story.
Seema Jan 2018
Forgotten was I,
Unnoticed in everyone's eye,
Everything I did for anyone;
They only seem to say goodbye,
I wonder why people tend to lie,
Am I the only one with this feel,
Trying to let this torment heal,
Of why people are good only from outside,
And so reckless rusted from inside,
No one to walk by my side,
Left alone for me to decide,
Of how I should let myself go,
But no one surely understands me, so
I have made myself a deal,
To be positive and work for my meal,
Diverting my negative vibes,
So it doesn't affect others lives,
With positivity I feel a glow of aura surround me,
That's all to everything I probably just want to be...


©sim
Seema Oct 2017
My distance
Your resistance
My words *****
Your words creep
Your distance
My resistance
Unworthy tears
Over the years
A formal ending
Goodbye,
               that's all I am sending,
GOODBYE...


©sim
Seema Aug 2018
Falling fort, cried
in vain, as it started disappearing
right in front of my eyes
Pillars dropped like weak weapons
Crushing to the emotionless ground
Deep trenches seem to elude
What on earth, was I witnessing
Few around gathered, gazing at the fall
None, heard the cries
From the ruined like walls
My ears seem to pick the historic ache
That stood tall, for centuries
A pileup of derbies, now filled the place
Birds, call for their peers to see
Where once they all seem to be
A nightmare flunged for the poor creatures
Busted off, so to flee
Like an ancient grave, it sleeps in silent
Never to awake to stand tall
In dust it loses itself day by day
Only the wind answers its call...


©sim
Spilling imagination. Inspired by a painting.
Seema Jul 2017
Sitting, curved down
with my legs folded.
Dark cold, in ragged gown,
I've been scolded.

Hatred poised the innocent flower,
wilted the bud before bloom.
Eluded from its growing power,
and vased me in this dark room.

Several days without water and food,
the flower froze as in a frame.
Bonney structure lay as good,
player was done with his game.

No ashes sprinkled in my name,
No final words uttered in grace,
No one even came to claim,
And thus, closed went my case.

But I am, still not free,
from this bound of hope.
My spirit, searching for those three,
who later tied me up with a rope.

My spirit would not rest,
till all three are dead the same way.
Making them feel at their best,
I'll make sure, they all pay...



©sim
Fiction
Seema Aug 2017
...and it seemed like his eyes, were sipping away my silent pain. from where i stood, he was just few paces away from me. i got drawn towards his dreamy mystical eyes like being charmed by a spell charmer. it felt so pure, embraced with grace, as i took my steps, my crazy heart danced to race. an invisible thread wrapped around me, was being pulled by him. his smile and that sign of care on his face, binded my feelings together, to be poured before him. he held my hand and led me to a mesmerizing sight, and everything felt so right.
his philosophical thoughts and undoubted bold talks, opened the doors and windows of my clouded mind and timid heart. he said he admired me from the start, the time he first saw me. we talked till the sun hid itself in the deep horizon. so easily shared everything that i never thought could be understood and told to anyone. i thought for once god stopped making such masterpieces but he was no dream, he was and is a reality of my life...

©sim
Prose.
Seema Oct 2017
There is no Us nor We
Divided us, was she
There is no You nor I
Just my tears seem to spy
Don't you wonder why I cry?
Why these tears won't dry?
Helplessly tired whenever I try
Do you even care?
Or busy with your new pair
Life's never been fair
All I do now is just sit and stare
At the pictures we share
It's becoming too much to bear
Hovering chest pain seems to tear,
My heart out from its layer
You've been a great player
Not my prince but a slayer
This beating heart will soon slow
As I close my eyes and end the show
Don't beg at my feet then, O' No!
Life is beautiful
And,
You are free to go...


©sim
Once Upon A Time...
Seema Oct 2017
The number thirteen
On the day Friday
The murdered twins
A coincidence I may say

The lucky the number
Or unlucky a member
A dark day of sorrow
It's today not tomorrow

Friday the thirteenth
A superstitious belief
Crawling from beneath
It's no grief but a relief

The more the believers
Of this unlucky day
The more life shivers
In the dark anyway

A positive thought
To a positive mind
Sets lose if caught
From such negative blind

A number it is, for sure
Lucky or unlucky could be any
Being rich or be poor
Believers I believe would be many...


©sim
...and it's a bright morning today, 13th October :)
Seema Feb 2018
A beautiful nation,
In the middle of the pacific ocean...
Filled with all races, its multi racial...
A paradise where the sun rises first...
Lots of people come as tourist or guests...
Sun shines brighter in the west...
Heat smearing enjoyed by rest...
With coconuts to quench your thirst...
You bet, we are the best...
Fiji as a small country with a big heart...
Welcoming people from all different castes...
With majority population of Fijians and Indians...
We are given the citizenry to be known as Fijians...
Hindi, English and Fijian are the spoken words...
Once you come you may never feel among odds...
Hot springs, hike place, wonderful beaches...
Friendly people and no dangerous creatures...
Waterfall, country rides, water dives and much more...
Am sure you would enjoy and not get bore...
This is my home, a paradise heaven on earth...
I seek nothing but to live here until my death...


©sim
Seema Aug 2017
She was her fathers jewel
But,
The little angel didn't know
Her father was already martyred
In a frontline, service war
Before arrival of the trains
She would pick fresh flowers, in the cold
Just incase, to welcome her dad
Putting her sorrowful life on hold
Waiting, oneday her father would come,
Her distressed mother would comfort her
To make her understand that he was no more
Then,
One night she nagged to welcome the train
It was almost midnight and heavy snowing
Her mother begged, the little jewel not to go
But she was helpless knowing
The little Angel would go,
Seeing tears in the little ones eyes
She allowed her, as she watched over
The clock stroke midnight and the train arrived
Poor mother fell asleep by the louver
A soldier welcomed the little ******* the train
With enlightening joy and flowers in her hands
She greeted her father, her hero with kind
Her mother woke suddenly to see no train at stand
It was snowing heavily, as she ran for her angels hand
Holding onto the frozen flowers with fears
Her little angel, sat there, like a mannequin
With frosted tears...Dead!

©sim
A ghost train, that only this girl could see.
Seema Dec 2017
The flame is blue
Infront of you
The sky to is blue
Up above you
I am out of view
Find me quick
Amongst the few
Make your pick
A dress of red
Lose hair curls
About you I've heard
I am not of those girls
That play around
Love is my gift
With that I surround
Give me a gaze
Here I lift
My hand to call you
With the burning blaze
Moving towards me
Together we stand
To watch and see
The flame till end
Eyes search for the link
As they start to tame
Unable to think
You start your game
Of hide and seek
Who would win
Will find in a week
It's no sin
To love you like this
A fulfilling desire
Everytime we miss
But this time,
You turned a liar...

©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Sep 2017
Ye sham ki tanhayi
Phir teri yaad laayi
Ek zakham chupaye
Ankh mei aansu bhar aye
Tumne dekha hi nahi
Ek nazar se kabhi
Hum toh gam mei dube
Yaad ayi teri bewafai
..............................................
The silence of noon
Brought back your memories
Hiding a scar, tears brim
You never saw me
Not even a glimpse
Have been drowning in pain
Remembering your unfaithfulness again...


©sim
Seema Dec 2017
Sing me a song
Under these stars
Its being long
Time has passed
It doesn't matter
Now that you here
I feel much better
Having you near
Sitting with you
Passing the night
Stuck as glue
Hugging you tight
Wish that tonight
Never fades away
My world glows bright
Having you all the way
You are my happiness
You are my tear
You fill my emptiness
And drive away my fear
I love you my dear
Hope you forever stay
Why wait another year
I know you'll find us a way
To be with me everyday
Till then there's a wait
For another meet
Please don't be late
For my garland greet...

©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Jul 2017
The opened gates of
Heaven, welcomed with showers
But the hell whirlpool
Grabbed me horrifically
Inside an infinite dome

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Aug 2017
Living in cold
Weary and old
In a thatched house
With rats and mouse
Still he felt good
For he had some food
But later, did he find
A man who was blind
This boy was very kind
And he didn't mind
To share what he had
With this sad old man
They sat together
To enjoy their little meal
Then the old man
Proposed, a kind deal
For the boy to look after
Him, till his last day
He broke into a crying laughter
Of how everyone went away
The boy was very obliged
And he agreed to abide to stay
After a few years, the old man died
Leaving the boy with a letter
Which stated, your life has got better
And soon, the kind boy
Inherited the treasure
Of the old man, named "Mr. Troy".

©sim
Look after your elders with respect and kindness, their blessings are the real treasures.
Seema Sep 2017
How does one get recognition?
In this world full of objection
No matter how much one strives
From most corners they receive a rejection
Worked hard in studies all their lives
To what they can't understand this legislation
Lured in wrong direction, most drugy
Others live on injections
No job, no family, no friends just regretion
Most times found on streets fighting starvation
Like an unwanted stray dog roaming
While multi persona simulates foaming
Clogging the mind, chocking the breaths
They become aimless, lifeless and worse breathless
So has become the lives of many studious
Stuck in a swamp of their own filmed videos
Some pulled out of such wrath through motivation
Some tried hard and get back through inspiration
Others yet many still live in their own fantasnation
Colors, creed, greed, racism, drowned in depression
Hype with a little light of appreciation
But then its all a dealing of a gimmick organization...


©sim
Seema Aug 2017
Early morning mist
A bulky mass in the sea
Sparkles like a gem
Unbelievable vision
A glacier drifts in slowly

©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Jan 2018
The ocean rises and falls
The waves hit the trenchious walls
Boats trying to beat the waves to reach shore
I sat on the sea wall watching the war

The lightening struck and thunder roared
While the sea level rouse and I saw God
Poseidon with his trident sharp like sword
A glimpse of him was all I could afford

I watched the skys evolve dark heavy cloud
Upon the sea the roars grew loud
I thought to return home as it got dark
Behind me I saw a light like spark

I looked up and saw the dark skys leak
Perhaps my imagination was at its peak
Rain began to pour heavily on me
I started to run home as it was hard to see

I still remember those days, whenever it rains
Of what I saw, was not verge of insane
I really saw glimpse of a God
I saw Poseidon with his trident sword!


©sim
Truly fiction. Spilling imagination.
Seema Jun 2017
My glow wouldn't last, throughout the night
As I face the coming of my dear end
Along out of your teary sight
A painful smoke, I shall leave behind

Candle, I am...
Yet I tear down to
But, my glow radiants the dark
And forever attains to comfort you

Every night, I listen to you in silence
Your stories of life and living
Then you embrace my gentleness
And give my silence a meaning

Candle, I am...
With a purpose to shine
Not only in the darkness
But within your soul, empowering a shrine...

  
©sim
Seema Oct 2017
Fusion light sparks the sky
Confusion doubts all my tie
Voices in my head continuously lie
Why is this happening? WHY??

You say something,
...you say it's true
When it comes to me,
...you say you through

I am done with you
That's all I can say
There are others in queue
I am going away...!


©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Feb 2018
You came, you left...
You stole my sleep, my dream, my heart...
You promised so many things...
You said you would never let go of me...
Now its different altogether...
Falling memories seem to gather...
Tears flooding in my eyes...
I saw you today but you just guised...
It felt like an arrow piercing through my heart...
A shocking work of your evil art...
Why have you become a stranger...
Leaving me and my life in reckless danger...
I had so much love and respect for you...
But you left me, without considering my view...
It's gonna take time for my wounds to heal...
But never again shall I accept your deal...


©sim
Scribbling thoughts.
Seema Sep 2017
You covered me with dirt
I am laying beneath
This was your very first
I am crying underneath

My pulse has gone slow
Please pull me out now
It's too hot with no glow
Please bury me in snow

I was still alive not dead
Instead of paramedic help
You schemed up in your head
And dumped me here by yourself

I feel suffocated as I can't breath
Just a last favor I ask from thee
Fetch me some flowers and a wreath
Mark this place, so that I am free

Love seemed your game
Pity I got preyed on
Never will you breath same
Now that I'm forever gone...

©sim
FICTIONAL WRITE.
Seema Aug 2017
Knocked from all sides
My life halts from its ride
Watching the full rising tides
Remembering all the spoken lies

My entire world is slowly sinking
I've done all the thoughts and thinking
Venomous words sting right through my heart
Thus, it's best to take my own depart

A goodbye to this world, a goodbye to all
I've taken my step over to a waterfall
For all the five elements I call upon
Falling in the deep, I am forever gone!


©sim
Inspired by a frustrated person.
Seema Nov 2017
Through the forest
Into the meadows
No time to rest
Hiding from shadows

Nearing the lake
Catching on my breathe
Keeping myself awake
From the goons wreath

They swarm to places
Looting the riches
They painted their faces
Some looked like witches

I have to hide
As they have seen me
My eyes on guard
Keeping silent as I can be

I hear the horses
Nearing the lake
Wading with forces
With their takes

Night was long
And so was fear
What they did was wrong
They just give others tear

Upon twilight I reached home
Everything was devastated
They took my favorite comb
On return they stated

Written on the walls
Were the words in bold
"I am watching you from the falls"
"Your head in my hand, I hold"

Now I'm scared to step out
They set me on a trigger
I can't even shout
An escape, why can't I figure

I will use my last boon
To return to my world without scream
This should happen soon
And I will wake up from this dream...


©sim
Spilling imagination...Fictional write.
Seema Nov 2017
...seems you have a vault full of lies
Breaking off with all your usual ties
For your words do not  match your action
You placed this relationship in a section

With lost thoughts and confused mind
You reminded me that I was your kind
What should I do to stop this pain?
Soon I might drown being insane

Why are you dragging me in your world?
You never listened whenever I called
Please grant me freedom to leave
I have no more love to give...


©sim
Seema Jul 2017
Solid bricks stand to
guard an empty open grave,
in an old graveyard.
What lay beneath?, what we seek?
One, can only imagine!


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Sep 2017
Walking by an old graveyard
On a late Sunday afternoon
I noticed a figure at guard
Waiting for the peek of the full moon

Dressed in a black robe
Doing sort of prayer ritual
His hand hanging like a lobe
A rare type to my own visual

I dared not to go near the figure
As it looked busy praying
Unable to control my eager
Too keen to see, what it was doing

As I moved closer to the bushes
I heard voices chanting something
A chill up my spine, I felt the pushes
But on notice, there was nothing

I read somewhere that chanting has power
To see if it really worked
I stayed to witness for another hour
Than I became totally shocked

***** of fire floating away with each chant
My vision widened to see what it wants
A step nearer to the place of ritual
I must admit am purely spiritual

Black smoke rouse in the air
Like thousand tongues, the voices grew
Two robe figures sitting in a pair
I was thrilled by the astonishing view

Almost watching for nearly two hours
I was scared as well as inquisitive
Then came the heavy pouring showers
Yet the floating flames were active

I was unware as I was being watched
Caring less they continued to pray
They had a sweet tooth for carcass, washed
Hungrily they grabbed in to prey

Running home, as I caught up with my breath
What I saw today was a crazy unbelievable ****
Such rituals of what!! for people after death
I rather change my route,
                     before they show me their wrath...


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


©sim
Spilling imagination, Fictional write :)
Seema Nov 2017
Your eyes are like beautiful emerald
A wink like a teasing herald
Each spark strikes my stoney heart
This must be your gifted art

The twinkle that shines so green
Shades my view within a screen
My heart is not made of gold
Rather ragged, torn and has grown old

Yet, I long to see you everyday
In my dream or in real either way
I think am fallen in love with you
But my love is coal and not new

I do not shine in anyway my love
Feeling like a humble dove
Yet, drowning in this green sea
My happiness, you are my life's key

Today you are here with me
It's not gold but you can see
My stoney heart has begun to shine
Your love has conquered this heart of mine...


©sim
Fictional write.
Seema Aug 2023
Letting go of the fond touch
Which once we embraced
The knots undone sadly
But much of the memories praised
O'Mother of my existence
I still can't let go of your hand
Clunghed on tightly
This grief, I cannot mend

Here I sit alone, thinking
Why must a life so beautiful end
When we just found the reasons
Of how we must take our stand
Dear Lord, ****** this feelings
From my piercing heart
I don't know about death
But I wish I could be a part

Never had I imagined
A life without you mum
Life almost feels like a burden
Most times am just numb
I speak to my shadow
Thinks I cannot tell anyone
You were my adorn listener
But sadly, you are gone...


©Seema Sen, 2021
Seema Sep 2017
My breath was fading
As I lay on the ground
There came no aiding
No one was around

I've been running the entire night
Fighting the darknesses chase
Stumbling to get to the light
Insanity pondering my brains to craze

Low tone of church bells
Ring from afar east
Dragging myself to the near well
But down I saw the same beast

Hovering and groaning
Clashing its humongous teeth
Roaring and frowning
Hunger thrusting for meat

It has found me but it's weird
Crouching from behind
As I have felt and feared
Yet, it's blinded by its mind

And so as I gained my conscious
I realised it was already light
Still a bit scared and anxious
Coz there were little grinches in bright

Tho known as to be the meanest of a kind
I was in the grinchland seeking their advice
The creatures of darkness cannot find
Coz this place is magical, and
       they'll just see multiple of themselves in surprise...


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Fictional write.
Seema Sep 2017
I am an animal,
With a crown on my head
I make people happy, when they're sad
My whiskers is like an old king
Yet I've got a sweet voice to sing
I wear a coat made out of money
And a shiny armor, that glows when sunny
Whenever it rains
I dance among the plains
I have two legs
But I am no beggar who begs
Guess who am I?
Give it a try
I am hard to be missed by your sight
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Seema Aug 2017
The path on which I walk
Is still not clear
The voices that talk
Are furious and unclear

Blurry is my blinded vision
That sounds so not right
Shattered is my lives mission
All darkness, no spark of light

A walking stick as a guide
Making my way to a park
I wish to bury myself and hide
Where there is absolute dark

Till the voices go away
And I regain my sensory
To see through my thick glass
I feel like a century...


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Eyes are Windows to the outside world, be sure to keep them healthy :)
Seema Aug 2017
The sun shines so bright,
On the half-dead meadows near.
A little drizzle,
Creates, glares of peridot
Waves in like colourful flare

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Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Seema Aug 2017
You're silently killing me with an unknown weapon
I know it, because I've seen this happen
I've noticed this from your reflection
And it's not some kind of dramatic action

Nor it is a dream that suddenly becomes alive
It is you, and it starts as soon as you arrive
You say, that I am sick and too stressed
But it's nothing like that, am not depressed

What wrong have I done, that you want to hurt me
You've asked me, several times for my car key
Hang on! Do I know you? "HELLO"
Hey!!! Where? Where did she go?

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



















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


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Fun write ;-)
Seema Jan 2018
He hid the head
Under the bed
Not letting known
Of being a crimson clown
He sat wagging his tail
Without any fail
He jumped up and took away another head
This time I followed him and he led
To the hide out under the bed
I saw three fish heads stacked
Knowing I found out, he wagged
My dog, saving his meal
With his expression he ain't making a deal
On the floor he made me kneel
To check the food
That he hid for good
My boy
With his fish head toy

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In love with my furry family...
Seema Aug 2017
Bearing a heavy load, on my chest
I asked the wind, to push me ahead
Wind said, to lie down for a bit and rest
But my heart feared, my mind scared

One step at a time, to the peak of the cliff
I saw the giant waves clashing upon the fleets
Standing, staring with all my muscles stiff
My heart throbbed, and paced the beats

The dark clouds gathered, sign of a storm
Thunder, lightning, rumble all giving me a call
The lord of death, in its disguised form
I lost all my senses, and I began to fall

So wrong, was I, to nail my own grave
I regained my consciousness, under an old tree
The conversation with the wind, did save
As it put me in a deep sleep, to break free

A dreadful dream it was, to finish my worth
But the living nature helped me gain
And brought back my senses forth
Healing my pain and,
                   washing away my load with rain...


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Seema Nov 2017
The love in your eyes
So deep

The blush on your face
So cute

The smile you put on
So enlightening

The words you speak
So soothing

The way you walk
So ****

The moment you left
So heart breaking*


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