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 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
I am not seeking your attention
I am just looking at your intention
The words that you use
The body language you pose
Attracts many feminines with your fusing dose
While I see beyond, a ***** devil at lose
Your eyes changes color with a spark
I have witnessed this in the dark
You are unaware of me, till this day
But today, I seem to be your luring prey
A fire igniting already in your eyes
You whisper in my ears, the sweet old lies
Am in control, I know I am not
In his lust, he had spun me into a knot
My inner feelings trying to pull me out
But his desirable kisses, calmed my shout
An ivory touch with his fingers on my back
Sniffing his way, trying his every luck
The lust in his breath, fuming on my neck
I know the filth beneath his soft fragrance skin
Yet, his graceful touch makes my body spin
His strong, and am beginning to fall for him
While the surrounding lights are going dim
He's lost in me, forgetting everything even his role
A hunger of lustrous desire, seeking its goal...


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Fictional write.
 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
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.
 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
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
 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
The sputter of the rain drops
Reminds me of those days
Standing at the bus stops
Looking at your ways

Surly I didn't know you
But you acted like you did
Waiting for the bus in queue
You always sat in the mid

By the favor of gods, it started to rain
This one day we both missed our train
Soaked with shivers he moved closer
My name is "Sid" and am not a stalker

We talked abit until my next train
He gave me his work card
And walked away in the rain

Everyday became same
But not always did it rain
He assured he wasn't playing a game

Days to weeks, months to years
Distance grew shorter
And so did our fears

The love between us grew
As the wedding bells rang
But happiness lasted minutes of few

The suicide bomber ran into us
Bang and blast all was gone
You and me again in the same bus

A thought of fear glanced at my view
A panic dream that was not true

Vows exchanged, he wore a smile
Seven years now...
                                 and we've walked quite a mile...


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"Sid" is a fictional character in this fiction write.
 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
For the people I have known
From my past to present, whom I call my own
Am I alive in their thoughts
Or just a buried memory, I hope not!

I always think of the one's I've met
The one's that are not easy to forget
These are the people who are now hard to get
Busy with their lives, I would most probably bet!

Yet, here I pen my write
Of these wonderful people that tagged along
Life was almost like a movie song
Until I was left alone to fight!

Walking alone on the rough paths
I often wandered about others
With whom I felt, now apart
In my own dark world, am going  end to start!

Everyday seems same,
As if the Gods planned a game
Betting on me, aiming at me
I do not utter nor do I blame!

Years have passed, am not the same anymore
Once a cheerful, now sitting a bore
With every part of my body full of aches and sore
My heart ripped off till the core!

I am alive, I live for each day
With open and close eyes, I usually stare
The paths on which I walk today
Maybe it's just a challenge to bare!

Tears do fall like rain
When no one is around to feel my pain
Each day my brain plups to stress and strain
Yet, I bury my sorrows and all my pains!

Now I rest my pen here
As tonight seems a night to sleeplessly stare
Creepy thoughts crawl as fear
Light at the end of the tunnel, in my sense...is rare!


©sim
Inspired by a facebook post.
 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
A pain I bare
A song I hear
For you, I care
Let go off your fear

I am hear for you
My love, my guide
Lets share your view
Please don't you hide

Why, my love
Do you still weep?
You are my soul
Within me, I keep

Like a lit candle
Fading away the dark
You in my life
Is alight, a spark

I am sorry of your loss
Please don't you cry
They can't come back
How much will you try?

Come along with me
Give me your hand
Do not worry
Leave away this end

My home, my heart
You are welcome to stay
Fear no one, my dear
I will take you away...


©sim
 Nov 2017 G Rog Rogers
Seema
Close your eyes
Hear my voice
Forget the lies
Ignore the noise
Just hear me out
Feel my agony
I will not shout
To these misery
The ache of plight
You out of reach
Took your flight
Yet expect to preach
Such hideous task
You drew me in
I took off your mask
You poured out your sin
My world crushed
You were sick joke
Life you trashed
My tears soaked
Eyes open wide
Another committed sin
My body you hide
In a ******* bin
You set me on fire
My spirit cried
Wrapped me with wire
To free, I tried
It was too late
To have me recover
Now I'm your fate
You shall discover
I am dead already
You my prey
Just be ready
I'm on my way...

©sim
Spilling imagination. Fictional write.
The funny thing about alone
There is no one trying to tell you otherwise
My voice ever so faint
Whispered to me, I listened
It asked questions. I listened
It got louder. I listened.
It comforted. I listened.
It nudged. I listened.
Until I Believed.
Slowly listening turned in to action
“You are valid” it would poke
Believe in what you say
I rose
I stared down fear
Leaning in with a wicked smile
You left me alone for too long
Or in fact just long enough
I changed
A metamorphosis
I am poetry in motion
The verb in a sentence
My body speaks in tongues
My soul unconfined
I am that point of exclamation!
Dotted exuberantly with intention!
Gusto. Bravery. Determination.
Tenacity. Passion. Surrender.
I am focused, honed, excitement.
Electric
A Generator
A live wire
Sparking
Lighting others up.
I am Love
Tender, Strong, Permeating
Patient, Forgiving, Wondrous
A torus of energy, forever folding and renewing
I found me
I found
I AM
The best gift I’ve ever opened.
I chose to believe all of this and there was no one around to make me believe otherwise.
Reaching out and calling your name,
each moment without you is such a shame;
In my 'heart of hearts' the memories arise,
As I look around with tear-filled eyes.

The moments past when romance glowed,
the kiss, the touch, the feelings showed;
My mind is spinning throughout the night,
as I dream of holding you again so tight.

Why it all ended, such a mystery !
we had so much, the sun and the sea;
Your eyes were bluer than the skies,
but you left me alone against the tides.

Love is eternal, so the prophets say,
with spirits flying like children at play;
Yet often when the nights are long,
I still can hear our mellifluous song.
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