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Ameema

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17 Walk with me, will ya?
August 5, 2017
Bhopal, India

Poems aren't written on Prodigies. They are about flaws that people hardly observe. If it were me I'd make them notice everything around, maybe then they'd forget their what ifs.
What are they doing if they're not observing?
They're RUNNING!
Running to save themselves, to chase, to get away, to sleep at nights with no fear of nightmares; no sadness. But they forget sadness is a part of us. It is what makes us notice. It is what makes us believe that true love it totally misguided by love songs.
And then comes craving or should say fragmented desperation disguised as "Missing."
The kind of missing one feels, sitting alone in a coffee shop; trying to read strange faces, sipping coffee alo...

ANNE FRANK
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March 22, 2016
Bhopal, India

Today I'm too tired;
And don't know why in life, persistently it happens that you get jaded without doing any physical or mental toil.
Then too life seems to be a longing and existence, worthless.
Wading with open eyes in sleep.
More you fall and less you jump.
They say demons are prowling for your fears. But they haven't seen the mirror.
-Ameema

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ORIGINAL
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March 11, 2016
Bhopal, India

It was just a random thought.
Our lives are like roses, red and fresh in the hands.
Dark and dried inside the novel.
How awkwardly I got carried away by the williwaw, sitting in the garden. Tired of nostalgia. Fed up of stalking people on Instagram. Losing followers; gaining few each day.
For how long have I been a misanthrope? Since when, my replies were accompanied with an emoticon. People will judge anyway.
But don't you think everybody has a purpose, they unknowingly ought to serve.
Listening to 'how deep is your love' and drowning in the volcano of emotions that erupt.
How easily people hate maths and swear to love beyond infinity.
Walk while asleep! Fall, fell and fallen are all...

GO GOLD
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January 19, 2016
 

Months, people ,leaves, do fall apart.
They hurt you like a dart.  
Love, friendship shatters, then stitches the torn wings of emotions.  
Reading, writing motivates, but only for a fraction of motion.
Music heals the tamed mind.
Myths of being humans kind.
-Ameema

ORIGINAL
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January 12, 2016
 

Smiling faces have buried deep secrets within.
Do all precious things meet a tragic end?
Let the silence speak its ravings.
For if the hearts are strong, the ashes are born again
-Ameema

THE ROAD LESS TRAVELED
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November 11, 2015
Bhopal, India

     120 Recommendations Series!  
                   -Ameema
1. Vast Profound  

Dusk & dawn behold vast profound.
   Whom to blame, sea or sky?
                 Or sun?
Your sun is lost in trepidation.
                          Kissing the SEA,
"It promised"  
the SKY
to flare up again
for the AURORA.  

FUCHSIA
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October 23, 2015
 

Still I'm afraid to close my eyes.
I fear my darken reality.  

When I close my eyes, my thoughts travel.
Are Dreams more lively, human?  
When I was Trippin' there,  I wished to fly.
I wished to open my wings of tranquility,  and soar high
Up above to the golden horizons.  

When I close my eyes, I dream to be the sand on the beaches.  
I want water to take over me and bury it's shells into my skin.  
I want water, to take me into depths, to feel the warmth ;
of the souls that ragged but found serenity beneath.

When I close my eyes, I want to be the sea.  
I want  the sun to rest in me.  
I want things to be simple and easy as the twilight of the moon.  
I want to catch small moments lik...

INK DROP
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September 14, 2015
 

Extreme light and extreme dark
Sun and moon ,Moth and the flame, Stars and sky,
Person with a broken heart and his love for poetry:
Their individuality is seized by one another.  
Moon is everyone's fantasy.  
Sun falls for it and the wolf howls.  
Moth wants to touch it and a bulb deludes it.  
It's twilight is a hope for many.
Patiently it listens to all of my  late night thoughts.  
When it'll be gone I'll also join the stars.  
~Ameema

LETTRS WOOD FADE
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September 12, 2015
 

Hope was like sand
From places between my fingers it seeps. Promises are mirrors, broken by each stone like word.  
The night without any stars and moon was uncanny.
Twilight escaped.
Dark, Darker, Darkest the smoke felt.
Joy is like a butterfly, it vanishes when chased.  
Now I've to walk on shattered shards, no matter how small.
Look how loneliness banished me.  
~Ameema

ORIGINAL
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September 8, 2015
 

Lantern void of flame
Bird caged on a tree
Autumn leaf not ready to fall
Summers pretending to be cool
Winters are not frozen ~
Are these the views of a broken?

Untuned guitar was played.
In sunshine, darkness prevailed.
Water was not thirst quenching.
Rose turned black,in the book locked in the shack.~
Are these the views of a broken?

Letting go is not that easy
But ever since I was ready to leave.
For there were roads which will lead me to anywhere.
Horizon expanded
A pearl in the "Sea" was founded~  
Are the views of a broken.  
-Ameema

ORIGINAL
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September 1, 2015
 

I saw you walking on a darker path.  
Love,  I craved to follow you
but To you I was a lantern void of flame.  
Yes I'm broken, but just remember my love,"Broken are shooting stars but they are what everyone wishes for!"

NORTHERN LIGHTS
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August 25, 2015
 

    The one that got away
                            ~Ameema
Just another night while, I was starring at the dark sky,
Look what you made me do.  
Now I'm  just a Wolf  who craves for the moon.  

You said you know the ocean deep within me,
But  have you ever seen my inner storms?  
You said you know the sun,
But have you ever noticed my burning flames?
You said you know the wind,
But never noticed how it slapped me with my hair.  
You said you know the rainbow
But little did you know that you were my rainbow and the day you left  was the day my colours faded.  
Now I'm jaded.
Why does a broken heart wants poerty to heal it?
Why does the waves wash away my footprints on the sand?
Love n...

LETTRS GOLD
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July 29, 2015
 

I know who you are!
My shadow,
Your darkness always lingered within me.
I believed to be an Icarus,  flying too close to the sun.
Later did I know that I was the wolf who always loved the moon.  
True love is not in possession but in appreciation.
And one day when you'll leave
I Will love you enough to let you go.
-Ameema

TRUE LOVE
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July 27, 2015
 

What bugs are we, Afraid to see the dawn.
Setting sunshine brings no respite from the heat our minds go through on and on.
But the moon can fix it.
For each chapter of a novel is different.

Down goes the waterfall,
And It's Beauty leaves everyone frozen like a snowball.  
Deep down we bury a seed
For someday it'll be our need.  
Eyes should see a fall,
To rise above all.
For each chapter of a novel is different.

Who said you have to be a star,
To sit in a big car.
Try to be a firefly,
And you'll reach the  sky without a sigh.  
Darker avenue leads to the shinniest  end.  
For each chapter of a novel is different.

Walking upon the shards of nightmares,
You'll make yourself glare. ...

BHAVYA SINHA
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July 1, 2015
 

               Beyonder

Standing on the edge of a cliff
I watch  the storm and sniff.
Waves getting harder to tread,
And thoughts crashing over my head.  
Ocean swallows the living and throws out the dead with no clue.
Can this darkness bring light to my skies?

I lived underneath the surface
For My soul was  nervous.
But then the sky was Golden
And The clouds olden.
For I wander , to be a beyonder.

I will walk upon the water,
For my belief was my clotter.
I will be like a sunflower
and will absorb the light.
Also will be a bird taking flight.
For I wander, to be a beyonder.

It's not necessary to cross the untraveled road,
Be on be unique and be yourself mode.  
I will walk ba...

BELIEVE
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June 26, 2015
 

May be what I did was small,
But to others it hitted like a ball.  
May be I was not wrong,
But they think this is from where I belong.
No body listens when I scream
For it was a dream within a dream.

They said the day was not yours
Still these words didn't cure.
I weep and weep,
Tears rolling down my cheek,
Like the pearls from the tiara of goddess Greek.  
Still I'm not worthy enough they seem,
For it was a dream within a dream.

For sure the hope has escaped,
Like the sand because of my mistake.
Broken pieces I cannot grasp,
For they were bitten by asp.  
Failures beam,
For it was dream within a dream.

Dews in my hand seep
From places between my fingers they creep.
I try to hold t...

THE THREAD WILL BEAR
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June 21, 2015
 


Misted Fantasies blindfolded my mind.
Wading, I reached the beach ill-timed.
The  storm was ferocious and the waves were deep blue.
Ocean swallows the living and throws out the dead with no clue.
My footprints on sand will soon vanish,
For I'll be banished.  
-Ameema.

STREET SCARY
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June 10, 2015
 

                 Misted Life
                                    -Ameema
Before the sun shows up ,
The  mist blends with the dusk
and shrouds the horizon.
My journey on the dusty avenues is no longer visible.
I'm here today,
May be not tomorrow.  
Because life is a mist.

You are nothing but a wisp of fog , that inhales a bit of sunlight and vanishes.
A wind that passes never to return.
A vapour that escapes to the clouds.
No Outline, no remnant, nothing that could resemble you.
Because life is a mist.

Make your journey more vivid and intense.
Weep out all at once.
Chase the clouds and breathe.
Let's make the most today by living with eternity.
Because life is a mist.

Slowly the m...

DANDELION
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June 7, 2015
 

              Learning to fly.
                         -Ameema

Like the keys of piano
My life was black and white.
Anybody could come and play
But only the pianist was able to bring out the melancholy song within me.
I was thirsty,
Thirsty for love.  
For I had a glass of water which I can't drink.

He weaved a world of  dreams.
I faded.
He brought me flowers .
I smothered.
He said 'I love you'
And my inner goddess said, "don't reply, he is fake".
I had a glass of water, which I can't drink.

Soon I turned from pink to pale.
For they say "You have to kiss many frogs before finding your prince".  
His forever was an irony.
Leaving was his talent.
I had a glass of water which I can't dri...

LETTRS GOLD
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June 1, 2015
 

Memories are irreplaceable,
While thoughts are changeable.

      Hearts are left broken,
      And the mind  frozen.

                 Storming soul is raged,
                      Yet it's caged.  

Moon is alluring,
Still the wolf is not curing.

           Day and night are lovers,
             For they see things in
              different colors.

Fireflies are night lovers,  
While butterflies come when sun covers.

              Waves push each  other,
        To go with the flow together.

The point between rage and    
serenity,
If found then we get our identity.

          Regrets can become deep
           oceans or a puddle.

It depends on us

           To be the ash...

BELIEVE
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May 27, 2015
 

          The Tiara
              -Ameema

Time fades the age
But the memories are forever young.
Here's a tiara I would love to pass on.
The journey starts with our destiny and ends with the fate.
When I'll be gone , this tiara will make you feel my presence.

Many moments, this tiara had witnessed.
My emotions were captured by each flower
I decorated it with.
Every leaf has its own tale.
Every colour speaks its own language.
With love I made it
A bliss !

When your feet may fail and darkness surrounds you,
Don't hide, wear my tiara and feel me by your side.

No more bed time stories will be there but trust me, hold on tight to my tiara and you'll sleep warm in your bed.

Up above in ...

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
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May 24, 2015
 

I've stopped crying for the roads not taken.
Pain rattled my brain
But now I'm a goldfinch
Can sing my heart out.
No worries.
And there I stood smiling wistfully remembering happy times.
-Ameema

HARVEY MILK DAY
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May 24, 2015
 

Our choices can make our fate
Or can be fatal.
Every choice is a ripple in the oceans of time.
A ripple can change the wave.
"Our choices define us.
Our choices make us!"
-Ameema

BLUE WHIRL
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May 14, 2015
Bhopal, India

Taking a new blinding turn after walking for miles together was an uncanny thing he did to me
I'm afraid he wouldn't be the same again.
Scarlet fears , as the road clears and silence that tears.

ORIGINAL
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May 9, 2015
Bhopal, India

      Shrouded serenity                                                                                 
Life is a chaotic mess;
Tranquility is hard       
earned.
In this world we all are lost stars....
Growing up
Doesn't means growing old.
Some only watch the rain
While some get wet in it like a peacock.
Some get tanned in the sunshine
While some absorb it like a sunflower.
Some only go with the flow
While some carve their own ways .
Things are destined
Regret will burn your soul into ashes.
Let your mistakes pass on.
The lost love isn't worth your pain
And in time you'll be glad , its gone.....
So set free your caged soul
And inhale the breeze of  true life.......
"Sometimes crawling is ...

LETTRS GOLD
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May 5, 2015
Bhopal, India

His every word was like an arrow which pierced her heart and left her shattered.
-Ameema

ORIGINAL
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May 4, 2015
Bhopal, India

            Nostalgic

On a random day
My cell vibrated and it was an old friend of mine.
A wind of old memories started blowing.
My soul was rejuvenated
With wry feelings I recollected ......
The days when we were in school.
The days when we were free to be ourselves.
The days when bunking was legal .
The days when others' lunch box was better.
The days when we use to tease our friends .
The days when getting a punishment with the group was a fun time.
School memories are something to be cherished for life.
School friends are soulmates.
I smiled wistfully, remembering happy times

"Time fades our age
But not the memories "
.....
- Ameema

LOVE IN YOUR EYES
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May 3, 2015
Bhopal, India

He was only a trick of shadow. She wept for the unseen trepidation. Her life was a trek. The raging soul ignited and burned into ashes.

                               -Ameema

ORIGINAL
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April 30, 2015
Bhopal, India

               Trauma               

Miles I've walked still cant trust anyone.
Weeping for the road not taken
Is the worst kind of pain I've ever known.
Fantasies are now like broken leaves.
Painful self - doubt coupled in between fits of misanthropy.
Heavy thoughts find their way out of me.
To die thirsty or to be drowned beneath the lifeless sea.
                      -Ameema

FALLEN LEAF
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April 30, 2015
Bhopal, India

         My Journey

"When people ask me about how the journey has been, I smile and say quite like yours; just a little more vivid and intense. Life has been a combination of a couple of hearts wrenching losses in between joie de vivre, lullabies of motivation, together with painful self doubt and fairytale moments coupled in between fits of misanthropy..!"

HOPE
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