Alaska 2h

To never know how to describe how you feel is so terrifying.

Alaska 2h

You were actually
         the first one
     to completely ignore
how I felt and I
         guess that's why
     it hurts so much.

e 2h

This is a heart
It buckles and comes unfastened

By trembling hands that search and grope
For words escaped through languid lips

As promises forgot left scattered between sheets
Turn to pearls and diamonds under the weight of worn heartbeats

Like a single raindrop in a sea of emotion
Dreams are empty hours wasted on missed devotion

Then seduction is love
And love becomes lust
As desire takes on a fleshly form.

Madi 6h

mother dear i need you here
your soft embrace i need with haste
your kisses sweet they were a treat
your hands so warm my mind's a storm
these demons hurt it's so overt
heartbreak you make in your wake
i need a break god please it's late

mother dear why aren't you here
i age each day while you lay
six feet deep beneath my feet
you're skin and bones i'm dragged with stones
i miss you so why did you go
i'm drowning here please appear

mother dear i am depressed
my mind a mess but i digress
my greatest love my fallen dove
my mother dear who can't be here
your daughter weeps not counting sheep
oh mother dear take me from here

mother dear i know you're near
my dreams a base to see your face
warmth in my chest beneath my breast
mother's comfort at its best
i'll see you soon amongst the moon
a future lost and at what cost
a bond unbroken despite death
mother dear you know the rest

mother dear who can't be here
you loved me so why did you go
your visits slim wine to the brim
our future gone farewell at dawn

mother dear who lived in fear
demons dancing in her brain
mother dear we're both insane
her thoughts were ice filled with vice
sweet release my mother craved
pain free she was laid in her grave

my mother dear who's no longer here
i love you so i hope you know
reunion delayed i'm not afraid
one day we'll meet amongst the clouds
our voices shrill our screams so loud
you are at peace i will release
hurt in my heart that plagues my mind
don't worry mommy i'll be fine

obviously about my mom. not really sure what style this is (???) i'll just say it's free verse. it's 7:11 am and i haven't slept. i'm pretty sure this sucks.
Seema 8h

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 8h

Kitne aur zakhm, dikhao ge mujhe
Gir kar kabhi bhi, na pasakoge mujhe
Teri kismat mei mein nahi, koi aur hai
Tu mera sanam nahi, na jane tu kaun hai
Har waqt aazmate ho, apni mohobat mujh par
Lekin raham kar,
Chala ja mujhe meri haal par chor kar...

.........................................................­.........................

How many more scars will you show me
Even if you fall, you will not be able to seek me
I am not your fate, but there's someone who is
You are not my lover, nor do I know you please
Everytime you test your love on me with keen
But have mercy,
Leave me alone in whatever situation I might be in...



©sim

I feel hollow,
I feel shallow,
I feel dirty,
I feel empty,
I feel sticky,
I feel itchy,
I feel messy,
I feel heavy                        
I feel new,
I feel old,
I want to let go,
I want to hold,
I feel used,
I feel bruised, and maybe at times abused,
I loathe myself, and sometimes about myself I boast,
I feel hungry,
I feel full,
I feel thirsty,
I feel quenched,
I feel alone,
I feel lonely,
I feel clothed,
I feel naked,
I feel whole,
I feel broken into pieces,
I feel blossomed,
I feel withered,              
I feel responsible for my anomaly,                      
I feel like talking,
I feel like silencing myself,
I feel like running,
I feel like walking by myself,
I feel like climbing,
I feel like rolling,
I feel like shouting when I climb,
I feel like screaming when I crawl,
I feel like crying when I run,
I feel like collapsing when I walk,
I feel like a tool,
I feel like a fool.                        
I feel like a child ordered to act like an adult,                        
I feel like tearing,                        
I feel like shredding                        
I feel all these feelings,
Because that's what I am allowed to,
I never feel love,
Because that's something that I'm not allowed to,  
Because they feel it’s unnatural to fill Missus and Missus on their forms and lines, that's what I feel.

The various feels we are allowed & what we are not.
Seema 17h

Beyond miseries of my broken heart
Lives the shattered pieces fallen apart
The player has made it into a jigsaw
Putting the pieces on high verge and low
Each piece is dipped into a pool of red ink
Soaking blank pages, while dried to shrink
With a sharp knife, the player craves a shape
A 3-D formation tucked in with a tape
The shape of a heart to replace the broken part
The broken heart now a 3-D paper art
Hoping for a beat, the player hears a cry
The shape is applauding, you made a good try
But the paper soon withered along with the ink
That left the player wondering to think
Why such an experiment was of need
His own 3-D paper made heart could not seed
The real feel and the love for he could not see
Now, insanely crying for his love, that was me...



©sim

Fictional write.
Seema 18h

Years of wait
Melted my hate
He came to meet
As my blind date
Surprised was I
To see this guy
A crush of mine
Turned me down
I recovered fine
Till that day in town
I saw, I ignored
I walked away
He saw, he came
But he couldn't say
How it happened
He explained that day
A date or a fate
I am over my hate
He's fallen for me
O' love it is, I see
In his eyes for me
My life, my love to be
Opened my locked heart
With his magical key
Love flowed within
Caressing my soul
A new life to begin
Was now, our goal...


©sim

Seema 18h

If I had wings
I would fly to you
Whilst the wind sings
Guiding me to you
My dearest love
I want to show you
The stains and scars
Of my crazy heart
All this while kept
Hidden from you
Your trust has won
I will tell you my pains
But remember you've sworn
Not to use it for your gains...

©sim

At times, maybe it's not a good idea to dig old graves.
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