Cold
In my heart I am cold
you asked for it you told
Hold
I hold back tears
You don't hold me hence we're cold
Mould
I thought I could mould you
You didn't even try because you didn't want to hold
Fold
I fold my heart in an envelope for you
you didn't even bother to work on me when me you could easily mould
Told
I know you told
told me that around the idea of us your brain cannot fold
I am stone cold
You are stone cold
Perfectly served.
-Seema Tabassum(me)
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I've tried something different this time.A swirl of words,following each other,i don't know if i've been successful in conveying what i had in mind.This is not autobiographical,ofcourse.This time i was inspired by some rhyming words,i thought it would be fun if i could use these words to whip up a story.Now if this is good or not is for you to tell me.I hope it atleast made some sense.Thank you.
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Without fights,outbursts or mood swings,
but,also without sweet nothings.
Can we have a love story,
yes,of you and of me.
I'll hold you tender,I'll hold you dear,
even though my voice you can never hear.
I'll hold you deep in my heart,
even though we are so far apart.
Can we meet,
in our words,in our poems,my sweet.
You write some,
I write some.
-Seema Tabassum(me)
©tab1525.blogspot.com 2015
Please don't ask,sometimes others' lives inspire me,sometimes a song,a movie,a friend's memory who's lost forever,anything but this I especially dedicate to all writers,their pens and their ink.That in the picture is my handwriting,which by the way I love,though this is not my best,this handwriting was written with shaky hands(too much caffeine,my idea of self-destruction) and a truck load of emotions.Oh yes,my handwriting could be my biggest inspiration,when I write I don't feel like stopping(no ballpoint pens for me though).
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The value of time
The influence of example
The success of perseverance
The obligation of duty
The pleasure of working
The wisdom of economy
The dignity of simplicity
The virtue of patience
The worth of character
The improvement of talent
The power of kindness
The joy of originating.
The best day:Today
The greatest sin:Fear
The meanest feeling:Jealousy
The greatest need:Common sense
The greatest trouble maker:Talking too much
The greatest teacher:One who makes you want to learn
The greatest man:One who does what he thinks is right
The easiest thing to do:Find fault
The best thing to give to your opponent:Tolerance
The best thing to give to your enemy:Forgiveness
The best thing to give yourself:Love
*These i found written by my father in his diary,i'm not sure if he copied these from elsewhere or if it's his work,but i always read these lines and there are many more,maybe I'll put them in another post.
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