My Resolution ( a poem )

Is life only about getting things done,
what about the time spent watching the setting sun?
Is it just about checking chores on the to-do list,
what about the time spent strolling and getting lost in the mist?
Is is only about meeting deadlines,
what about winter mornings spent basking in the sunshine?
Is it only about running after our goals,
what about summer afternoons spent eating icecreams cold?
As I bid adieu to another year, can't help but reflect,
on what I achieved and what I had to abdicate.
I think,what I take from this process,
is that I lost valuable time but also gained memories precious.
So,all in all,2014 was a good year,
but in 2015,about somethings I'm going to be very clear.
I will not fret about losing time,
but instead my focus will be on making memories sublime.
That's my resolution I guess,
simple but a tough task nevertheless.
So,Sayonara 2014,
Welcome 2015.


-Seema Tabassum(me)

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Winter Season ( a poem )

I like the winter season,
for the simple reason,
that in the weather there's a chill,
and that leads me to imagine snow on my window sill.
      This is also the time for some Xmas cheer,
      and close behind follow the celebrations of the beginning of a New Year,
      in our school,many carols we sing,
      and I get to play lots in the holidays this season brings.
In the cold I can't help but wish that it snows in my city someday,
then I can,in the soft ,white snow play,
but for now in winters there's one thing about which I'm keen,
of having loads of fun on my birthday that falls on January fifteen.
            -Seema Tabassum(me)

*This poem was written for a project on favourite seasons in Abbu's school,it had to be written from the kid's perspective and Abbu's favourite is Winter because of the cold weather,Xmas holidays and his b'day.The above picture is Abbu's drawing,he drew with markers on a white board.

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My Soul ( a poem )

I look into my soul,
there's a gaping hole,
I feel a void,
and it does nothing to hide.
           Simply keeps resurfacing,
           I can't seem to figure what's missing,
           the demons keep coming back,
           so much,but so much I lack.
From myself innumerable times I feel distant,
and there's much around me that I resent,
I feel like I don't belong,
and this feeling gets pretty strong.
           There's ought to be something that I could do,
           about this turmoil,but all's falling through,
           falling through the gaping hole,
           the one,   the one in my soul.
                       - Seema Tabassum(me)

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I Will Follow ( a poem )

To the end of the Earth you might go,

even then I will follow,

you might not always know,

but I'm always going to follow.

          Even though my feelings for you with each day grow,

          I'm never going to show,

          I want to keep all to myself,

          I don't want you to delve.

You think I'm emotionless,empty,hollow,

but I will never say that in your love,in the pain I wallow,

and when there's sweetness in the pain,

why from loving you should I refrain.

          I will hope to be with you,

          secretly wishing you all along knew,

          but,I will never confess,

          that in your love I'm a mess.

This sweetness of the pain is what I want to savour more,

I want to feel it all the way to the core,

I want to feel,absorb,retain and fill,

this heart with ache and never let it spill.

           This pain,this longing is bliss,
           I'm in no hurry to kiss,
           sweet is your smell,

           so please let me just dwell.
Let me dwell in your fragrance,

I promise,you won't even be aware of my presence,

I will keep very still,

anyways your eyes do kill.

          Think of me as dead,

          don't acknowledge my existence,enough said,

          in the end I have to say,that you will always have me on standby,

          yes,for you I will be,...even if life passes me by.
                                                     - Seema Tabassum(me)


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This is another poem on the same lines as the last one titled "Will You?" http://tab1525.blogspot.in/2014/11/will-you-poem.html on my blog,
about loving someone extremely but being unable to muster up the courage to let them know,scared of losing someone precious by confessing your love to them,about keeping all your feelings to yourself.Hopeless,pathetic but sweet love.

*The picture was taken while climbing Koyodai plateau in Fujikawaguchiko,near Mt.Fuji,Japan.Koyodai is famous for it's Autumn colours and also for the magnificent view of Mt.Fuji from atop this plateau.

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