Chalo ! Chalo aaj kuch esa kiya jae,

Apne Sapno ko Haqeeqat se Joda jae,

Ye dono 1 dusre se bilkul alag hai,

par dono hi apni kabiliyat ke liye mashoor hai,

Sapne, Sapne to Aasman hai, Jinki koi seema hi nahi,

Par Haqeeeqat to Aag se Bhare angaare hai, Jin par chal pana itna aasan nahi.

Sapne to woh raah hai, Jo hume kuch karne k liye prerit karti hai,

par haqeeqat, haqeeqat to un sapno ko bhi tod deti hai.

To kya ab haqeeqat ko dekhkr, sapne dekhna chod de,

ya apni khwaisho ke rukh ko hi mod le,

Agar Nahi, To fir chalo haqeeqat ko swikarte hai,

Apne sapno ko haqeeqat banane me jutt jate hai,

Mehnat kar apni kabiliyat ke rang sajate hai,

Apne sapno ko apni Manjil tak lekar jate hai,

Apne khwabo ke pankho ko or feltate hai,

Thoda Haste hai, Thoda hasate hai,

Chalo na !!!

Apni zindagi ko thoda or kamyab banate hai !!!!..

Written By :
SHIVAM PORWAL

Seema, Seema is divine
She dances in her day.
Writing words that are so grand.
Inside the sacred day.

Seema's meant to open heart
She really is a star
Hope she's well to move in dreams
To know just who you are.


written by: Star BG 12/11/17

She stood in the dark
With her long raven hair
Waiting for her prey
To grab her share

Clitching teeth, as thunder roars
Her eyes now glowing, red
As the heavy rain pours

Wait...it looks inhuman
The sharp claws on her hands
A disguise or her true form
Growls, as she lands

Her hunger raging
Like a wildfire
The prey’s blood must quench
And putout the flaming desire

Ready to attack
Without any remorse
Her full attention on the prey, of course

She jumped in full force
To **** with one shot
Not thinking of a power
The mighty prey may have got

A flash of lightening
Falling in between
Both looked fierce and frightening

The darkness creeped the night
As the war went on for hours
From far far away
I was watching with my invisible powers

The deeper the night, the intense the fight
In the land of "the half beings"
Who will shed a light?

Since the waging fight began
None backing to retire
The prey in digust anger
****** eyes, shooting fire

Instinct took over, on the prey most
Survival is a must
Fighting darkness with any priced cost

What will unfold from this battle?
Only time will tell
Either darkness will win or the prey,
One will survive from this bombshell...*


@jobiranyc
©sim

I am called an angel
I am called a ninja
I wear silver bangles
My color is of ginger

I have doll like eyes
My figure is of a small coke bottle
I hate tales of flying lies
I live in the pacific portal

I smile when I am sad
Tears are always in abundance in me
I have a temper and I do get mad
I am only a human, you see

I love reading and adore writing
But my mouth ain't a word diarrhea
I love silence and scenery sitings
I've been writing for over an year

I am in love with my adorable dogs
Who make my lone day bright
Cloudy yet windy, misty or fogs
I love this weather, as a cold night

My inner me is a mischief child
I am in my early working thirties
My imaginative writing gets wild
I am quite authoritative

I teach info tech, I love my students
Knowledge sharing is my best part
I am intolerable to fake mutants
But, I hate to see them depart

My name is Seema and I am a free writer
With the challenges I face
Each day makes my life brighter
With the blink of time in trace...


©sim

I kept telling myself that I am doing well
That I am independent and
Out of the curse and spell
Of that, of loving someone unconditionally
That, I am way out of reach
Of my emotions and feelings
For the one that crowns my heart and soul
I kept telling myself that I will be okay
That for no matter what, I'll stay
I'll wait for him to turn my way
To take me in his arms again
And say
I will not leave you
Again..


©Seema Sen, 2021

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

...and here we go again
picking up the pieces from a different spot
wiping off those tears
overthinking of what not
trying hard to smile
from noon to night
...here we go again
hugging the empty sheets
which once wrapped us together
now just carries the lucent scent of yours
mocking my breath
delusionally breaking me over and over
within the realms of my heart
...here we go again
being sober yet intoxicated in your love
the madness of reality
awake in my sleep dreaming
...here we go again
with more tears flooding my eyes
and numbing my feelings for you
at this moment, I am done thinking
done..thinking about you.


©Seema Sen, 2023

A life taken by hand
Doesn't free your soul
It ravishes the hell fire
Till your body turns coal
The bloodshot eyes
That once filled with love
Has no sign of remorse
Yet, staring from above
The sinking body wades
Lifeless without a soul
Dragged to the debris
And tied to a pole
Ropes dig deep into the skin
Like, those hell leashes
A final breath to let go
Whilst,
burning with the witches...


©Seema Sen, 2023

My shadow, sheaths the sorrow
That breaths in my veins
Who knows, if I'll see tomorrow
With these unbearable pains
I am sure, my life is temporary
Now that,
It's all true...
The tears that shed now
Had waited for a century
You don't have to feel sorry
As I was the one to love you
Just bury me, there
Where no one knew,
That I ever existed
To forever love you...


©Seema Sen, 2020

When the days grow dark and ugly
And the nights become long and lonely
Your thought brings in a flint of light
For a little moment only

When there is nothing to hold onto
And all the faith, starts to lose control
Your smile brings in hope
If I just lift my head and call

When the tears won't stop rolling
And the heart aches and weighs heavily
Your warm hug gives me assurance
For the weighness disappears easily

You seem to be a true magician
That has put my heart and soul on sail
I don't know how to thank you
But I know now, I will not fail


©Seema Sen, 2020

The stale air still carried your scent to my inner muse
To flourish the dead feelings which once bloomed into a forest
Like the silence of a midnight street where even the lights flicker
Walks my two feet with my never ending shadow
Soaked in the moonlights dew, a humble handful residue
Of my dying love...


©Seema Sen, 2020

The vengeance of morrow clouds
Move in ugly hounds
Provoking the unspoken to reach,
With guns and machetes handed to each
No mercy to the grounds that soak
The innocent blood of the vulnerable bloke
Help no other, of why should one
A hit shot dead, from a firing gun
Unarmed, visibility proof shown
Then why, was he deliberately disowned
Skin deep colors, reflect those eyes
When questioned, they ***** all lies
The growing crisis, has built cratic
Racism trolls, what remains static?
Absurd riots, counting the days
Shame no shame on the current slays
The one almighty, patiently watching all
One by one, the countries will fall...



©Seema Sen, 2020

The demeaning pain, gusts through my heart
With every single blow of the words, slapped into my ears
An echo of love and hate spewing down my veins
Screaming those romantic words, that once carried beautiful meaning
Dark clouds poured and raged a heavy storm
In which my tears were washed down
And,
once again I got torn and broken
By that someone.....who was my own



©Seema Sen, 2020

Darkness speaks a volume
In a tone,
That fumes my blood,
nurturing my energy
with the rhythm,
that's now, a song.
A tongue of voices
hovering to the tune
picking up the pitch,
that almost hinders the ruin.
A stigma touch
lost in the delusional vibes
with cries of glory
praising the lives.
A hit pandemic carcass
Brews with a story
We all know about...


©Seema Sen, 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

From the rings of fire
Where thousand tongues leap
Colonizing the breath
And conspiring revenge deep
Aiming to settle its hunger
By releasing venomous fume
I do wonder,
If our days are manship doom
Sly rips of shrewdy storms
Hail down the tempered roads
Act of god, it is so...
Who decodes these codes?
Shut the windows and doors
Shut your mouth tight
Out in the day or dark
There's definitely going to be a fight
We know the reasons gain
The sessions and dreadful days
There's enormous clueless pain
Yet, we wander our own ways...


©Seema Sen, 2020

Ears deaf, lips cracked
Hearts broken
Belongings packed
Trembling hands unlock
The lonely steps ahead

Cold and rainy, soaked
All of me is wet
Tears stand no value
Only hate is what I get

Looking back again
For the years have long past
The pain is still fresh
Memories pour in to blast
My lonely days ahead...



©Seema Sen, 2020

The glint in your eyes
They speak a thousand words
In unheard languages
I am yet to comprehend
Or atleast allow me my pretense

So what is it you will have
A joy de tour on springy boards
Hastily in out of bound outskirts
Battled passion beneath pristine white
For the cleaning stewardess to find

Or the dance in silence
Where I am waltzed against walls
By invisible hands in caress
Love tumbled and awash
Still held upright by your eyes

Will it be the war of words
When the tongues all they want
to explode in a tango the lavish
The lust felt wrapped as love
While we debate on rights and wrongs

So tell me how would it be
All laid out as business pleasantries
As we conclude profound debates
Not a word heard or registered
The only take away the glint
An undying lament in sheathed eyes.
- - - - -
Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai,17Nov2015

I love the way the Sea comes rolling in
Towards me
And all I can do is lower my arms
Helplessly
To gather these cherubic expressions
Toddlers and young ones so full
Of spontaneity
And I take them to my breast
Grateful for the unfailing love of their greetings
They know me
I am them, of them, for them
Born on this land of golden sand & sun
Naura of the ancient,
Kannur in present times
And here I am with these watery rings
Waltzing around me
In great camaraderie
Tempting to go deeper, further in
To feel the water boulders slam
The shores shoulder
And the wet soggy sand
Hauled like sheets of golden veils
With each ebb of the waves
Caving into large hideouts
Known only to my curling toes
I love the way the Sea comes
Wave after wave elbowing their way
Towards me
Cornering me from all sides
They are so full of glee
Like pups of Portugues water dogs
They want to play games of frisbee
With me thrown about in the air
Riding the highs to the sky
As though on a giant trampoline
Full of exuberance of the teens
Wave after wave wearing high on their crowns
curly filigreed milky white veils
Finally they settle down
To shy bridal countenance
All the while twirling about
In coquettish stance
From the corner of my eyes
I see them drawing near
Echoing the turbulence inside
And I stretch my arms to gather
the varying cadence of tiny wavelets
Ushering in whispered nothing's
Beneath the crash of the giants
At the threshold of this blessed land
-----
Seema Kj
©SeemaKJayaraman
2 Jun 2022
Kannur Payyambalam

Eyes ©seemakjayaraman

I look up into the vast endless skies
Deep azure in endless white
whenever I remember you
and your engimatic eyes
I could never tell
where exactly the amber gems
dipped in laughter
And ringed with copper
seamlessly faded into a tapestry
of endless serenity

They say eyes are the window to the soul
but I say yours are gateway
to heaven and beyond
They are portals to divinity
Dynamic and fluid
I see imprinted within the tawny iris
The code to the point of your origins
On a yet unnamed star
In a far of galaxy
But such finely tuned homing devices
They will unfailingly take me home
Only I don't have any memories
Or recall of the interstellar experience
Within your eye

Eyes on a flight into endless space
to discover the reason for my creation
They carry the spark of God
And the intent for this creation
Within liquid honey
many a floating flints of gold
Seem to melt into an unmapped horizon
On unchartered journeys
expanding into infinity

Eyes Invitingly, let me dive in
They convey many a sign and revelations
Thesaurus of love
Codified in language of eloquence
With speeches devoid of sound
Energy emerges telepathically
And detail insights of great adventures
And immense learnings

What are we without
Our distinct eyes
They mark us as higher beings
On the path of spiritual evolution
Distinct from land locked vegetation
Each pair of eyes hold that
special spark of recognition
They set of pyrotechnics
Sparkling within dilated eyes
Oscillating to predefined vibrations
In the vicinity of a soul twin

Eyes
Of lotus blossoms
A limpid pool of bottomless dimensions  with 'mrignayani' shape
Neither oval nor oblong
They don't exactly match any shape or description
And no matter how deep I dive
And how far I swim within them
I never could set my feet at the bottom or  find the end

I found tawny eyes
lit with love inside
showing me the way
lest i stumble and retreat
But i know the journey
to discover this truth
Is a one way dive
into the intensity burning bright

A star soul
you have the imprints of all the dimensions
and divinity in those copper ringed eyes
brimming laughter of golden sunrise
And many a spectacular sunsets
Into the indigo of unending space
a beacon for me to strive and unravel
unlimited possibilities of you and me
oscillating on the spindle of love
till we funnel someday into
the 'bindu' of unity
replete and complete
as a potential, potent

Eyes eloquent sweep me away
On a tsunami of unspoken needs
They speak in many a tongue
Conveying in silence
many a complex meanings
Pouring forth from the oceanic eyes
Are verses, love poems and reams of paeans
As spring tides and tidal bore
They frighten me with their fierceness
Declaring their undying love for me

Eyes they  lead me on
To gamble on an adventure I did otherwise have never dared or known
Someday I will find my moorings at their bottom
dock and end my explorations
Till then the fragrance of paradise
pulls me on
I had expected darkness and shadows
Many a hidden passages of grief
But alchemist eyes work miracles
Holding only joy and peace
--------
©Seema Jayaraman , Mumbai , 6 Feb 2018

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