Friday, November 27, 2015

My Obsession (a poem)



The object of my obsession
my heart's ultimate destination
my source of inspiration
my idea of self-destruction
is not even a vision
a mere illusion
that causes brain stimulation
a very serious condition
because of hyper imagination
while also evoking sensation
infact a massive explosion
capable of bringing down a nation
with the sheer desperation
and a mountain of determination
to touch the root cause of my fascination
only to burst like a bubble.....
Oh the aspiration
  -Seema Tabassum(me)

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Thursday, November 26, 2015

Early Text (a poem)



Dedicated to my friend,Karen Balm

Early morning read your text
this b'day is unlike the rest
anxiously I don't have to wait
to see if I got the message
this morning won't be needing sugar in my tea
because I had your message waiting for me
it's good not having to wait for a change
my joy today I cannot contain
thank you for your early text
a great start to this day   now I can enjoy the rest
otherwise you'd be at the back of my mind
now I can really unwind
not that having you at the back of my mind is a bad thing
but atleast I won't be anxious everytime my phone rings
I'm going to be elated all day
from the phone now I can stay away
there could be no better gift
my day is great   your early text did the trick
  -Seema Tabassum(me)

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This poem was written about four years ago when my friend Karen Balm,texted me a birthday wish early in the day,i always looked forward to her texts on my b'day and i would anxiously wait for her call or text sometimes all day,hoping she'd call soon.But one particular year she texted early and made my day and this poem followed.Incidentally this year too I received an early text.Thanks Karen. (*_*)

Friday, November 13, 2015

Divided (a poem)


If every moment of your life
becomes a memory that kills
some bring smiles and warmth
while some bring chills

If every minute you lived
becomes your story
some haunt you like nightmares
some become the sources of your glee

If every person you met
stays with you like God sent
for some you've been rigid
for some you've bent

If every place you've been to
becomes home to you
some less treasured
while some forever stay with you

If you are divided into pieces
and scattered are those all
how will you find the strength to live
and the will to go on

Where will you find solace
if you're broken down into pieces and kind
how will future find you
if everything you've loved is behind

if you keep going back in time

  -Seema Tabassum(me)

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Monday, November 2, 2015

Sunday-not my quote day,November 1st 2015...my perspective (a poem)


I would alter nothing of the journey made,for it is in this road travelled that the sweetest of lessons are learnt.
-Truth Devour,Wantin

Live Undaunted & Without Regrets

Never regret cause when you regret
you insult the steps you take
the choices you made
which might have just been great
just that in the chronology of life
end up looking like mistakes they might
but better throwing caution to the wind
than wondering what might have been
so better be disappointed than live wondering
never regret and live undaunted
don't let your past mistakes haunt
what is gone
cannot be undone
erase it and move on
with everyday a new sun
don't let anything or anyone
bog you down
stand your own ground
take a stand don't look around
for anybody's support or strength
stand your own and you will in time gain
all the strength you needed to
live undaunted and let nothing stop you
you can get what you seek
if you don't fall weak
don't let anyone tell you otherwise
just listen to your heart which knows the price
that you pay to do what you like
look bad you might
may also leave you alone this world
if you don't follow the rules they hurl
but you live undaunted
independent unperturbed
live for the future so no regrets
keep moving till where you need to get
after all the world is going to anyways criticise
so might as well leave them to scrutinise
you go on go ahead
live undaunted make no mistakes
the one you made own up to them
but never regret those are all gems
that adorn this journey that is life
will shine bright and show you the light
that will forever guide
so live undaunted and without regrets
give this life your best

©Seema Tabassum 2015
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