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 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
I am alive, yet I feel dead
Broken within, feel so sad
If only time could go back
And lives could extend for few more days
If only I could see him one more time
I wouldn't feel so empty everytime
He never made a single call
He left me all alone
I grew weak, weak then to stone
No feelings, No emotions, No regrets of any sort
Am still the same with my feelings tied in a knot
It was lame that we fought
A childish act who would have thought
If only you could come by without a lie
Set these feelings free, let the knots untie
And I promise to be yours until I die...


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Fictional write.
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
Shy Guy
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
Long nights
Short days
Emotions fight
In every ways
Cold feels
Give in chills
You away
I begged to stay
Truly miss
Your ravishing kiss
I hoped you stayed
Instead you played
With words along
And left me alone
Still hopes high
Don't know why
It's not a lie
Just seems you're shy
Of what and why
You need to understand
Where we stand
I love you so...
Even more...
You are my...
My only true guy...

©sim
Fictional write.
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
The moments fade
Like that of many seasons
Leaving appalling memories
And few fake reasons

Just to comfort ones self
And spreading the warmth of smiles
Never letting anyone guess
The walk you take alone in miles

Tho shattered into infinite pieces
Still keeping your frame strong
Waking up everyday like dead
From within, you know you're not wrong

Days spent at work
And free time at the park
While watching the fictional routines of norms
You sit there till dark

You begin to love your solitude
And avoid congestion and loud
Away from the puppeteer world
Into your own little happy crowd

Where you have smiles, kindness
Warmth, and selfless gratitude
The place where the unfortunate children are
You encourage them with positive attitude

With little presents for God's earthly angels
You can't get enough of their cheerful giggles
Left in orphanages and other caring homes
My friends are these, my little smeagols



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Spare a gift this festive season for the unfortunate children.
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
The ocean may rise
In a phenomenon disguise
You may not wait to give me a hand
To collect the emerging sand
Or the damaged pieces of shells
When the shores sink in like wells
The drips of water may sway
And you my friend, would just
Turn away......!


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{what the sense and mind notices, unexplained questions}
{tears rising in eyes}
{unknowingly seeing my love with the other yet I disguise my tears}
{If I breakdown, you may not give ahand}
{To collect the memories}
{and the broken parts of my heart}
{heart sinks in deep}
{my tears would just be brushed off}
{rather consoling me, you would just leave}
{Coz you stole my love, and left me drowning deep}
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
Believe
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
Miracles never happen
Wishes don't come true
Promises get broken
But I am still wading through

Words of comfort
Rain in my ears
Laughter behind my back
I've been bearing for years

I look at myself
And question my reflection
What's wrong with my existence?
Why is there a mark on my action?

Helping others is not a crime
Making a sad face smile
After a long day
Like putting a little effort awhile

Believe in yourself
So the best will shine from you
Have hope and faith
Love will someday find you...


©sim
Spilling thoughts.
Blessed week.
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
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.
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
The ground is damp
Lets light a lamp
Put away the stuffs
And build a camp
There is the lake
Lets hurry and make
The camp fire light
To bright up the night
It seems too dark
I hear the dog bark
Over there in that park
Opposite that is a house
The haunted wretched
All withered and patched
But that's far from here
An unusual atmosphere
We observe the surround
Laying low to the ground
Nothing happened scary
Except the mist appeared in a hurry
And dang at 3a.m
We heard awful cries
Loud fights
****** sights, yet
All gone by the morning light
No more camps for me
I don't want to be
The next victim of phasmophobia...

©sim
Fictional write.
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
I shout, you scream
This happens in my dream
I talk, you walk away
This happens everyday
I love, you ignore
There is nothing left anymore
I cry, you feel my pain
Yet you pulled away the umbrella in the rain
Its not lust, its no game
You are an idol, a rich fame
What's in you? What's in you name?
Life is short, yet you are untamed
Today was a different case
As you brushed the hair off my face
I sense a change, I sense your desire
Am all quite, for I see the ignite of fire
Yes, his melting slowly my way
As he asked me to work another day
I would have resigned the other day
But he apologized in a sweetest way
He smiles now I see the dimple
His cute yet so simple
A gift from him I received last night
He wants to meet for dinner tonight
Am all dressed, wearing the dress
A gift he gave, now am ready to impress...

©sim
Fictional write.
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
The sky is crying
So are these eyes
But then it shys
Away in the rain
Wash away pain
A gist of insane
In my brain
He was at gain
While I...in vain
What was main?
Unmatched reasons!
But hey, that was then
Now its another season...

©sim
Fictional write.
 Dec 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
The message from our creator
Is like a leashing sword
Crossing a cemetery, chanting his name

Going to college everyday
Is like an everyday job
Sitting for an exam, chanting his name

Applying for a job interview
Is like a yes or no
Waiting for an interview, chanting his name

Getting marriage proposal for the first time
Is like, oh God I hope he's handsome or rich
Proposal results, chanting his name

And the list goes on.....
Everything we do, its a phobia of being unsuccessful
Therefore, chanting Gods name
Most only to motivate themselves
Others to believe
That he hears and delivers...

©sim
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