Month: February 2016 (page 1 of 3)

Lost And Found (the beginning of something)poem

Lost And Found is a series I’m going to be working on, though the first under this is a poem I’m going to be writing short stories with or without poems, stories, scenes on two people losing themselves to find each other, losing themselves in love, sometimes losing love to find themselves, losing and finding in every sense of the term, they could be anybody from anywhere, exploring all kinds of love. I hope you’ll like, I hope to be able to write under this theme.
The following is a poem under the same name as the series ‘Lost And Found’.

He asked if he belonged
she answered affirmative
they both were poor
had only words as gifts

awake in his words
asleep in her thoughts
is how they both found
they everyday lived

if only words suffice
of words they had no dearth
lost in time and space
they were in oblivion adrift

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Moonlight (poem)


like the moon
I see more
of you

your beauty
just a

light up
my dark
world you

your form
stand out the
scars on your surface

so much of you
the moon
reminds me of
no wonder
it is amongst
my most beloved

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Sunday-famous quote day,my thoughts-Love

“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming”
-Pablo Neruda

This can be applied to love too,one can place a hundred hurdles but one can never stop anybody from loving….love knows no hurdles,no boundaries,no limits,cannot differentiate right from wrong,love truly absolutely blind,just knows to fall,sometimes for a hundred reasons sometimes none,sometimes beauty attracts,sometimes we find beauty in the ugliness,sometimes we change our own rules to pave love,sometimes make new rules to cope with the flood love is,sometimes run after someone blindfolded,trusting completely,sometimes do the impossible,unimaginable,unthinkable,incapable,so yes love unstoppable….I dare you to stop those feelings you have for anybody,is it in your hands to do so….can you shut your feelings off or switch them on willingly….I think not…I am not telling you to flow with the feelings,all I am saying is we have no control when it comes to love…love is well, a big hole in the heart….bigger than the world and there are all kinds of love for all kinds of people in that hole…love beautiful yet painful yet gives joy yet makes you cry yet you breathe yet you suffocate….I don’t think there is anything as complex and confusing as love is or anything that evokes as many emotions or storms in the heart as love does…do you?

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Drifting Contemplations: Definitions(poetic) 2 (micropoetry)



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Happy 13th Wedding Anniversary Honey and a poem


Yes we did get married on Valentine’s Day,I say when you’re young you’re stupid,but I cannot change it,so let that be now.
When I sit to comprehend I am left only with wonderment,13 years of marriage,firstly I don’t feel that old,we don’t look that old,still in love,a lot has changed and a lot hasn’t,I usually see people the longer they are together the more they argue and fight,Taher and I are getting better at expecting reactions so the conflicts are avoided even before they start,in a marriage if you can avoid arguments you can live,besides I’d be a fool to,with someone as flawless as Taher it is impossible to even come up with an argument,I wonder sometimes if Taher is poor to have me as his partner with my eccentricities and all,but I’m thankful that I have his love,warmth,company,name,respect and security in a male dominated world,he’s my shield and though I take us for granted I truly am grateful that he accepted me as his wife,and yes it was me who proposed and pursued.

There are most beautiful days when we have time together,I love that he lets me soar and is a gentleman of a rare kind sure.
The picture of Taher’s letter above which he wrote to me in October was at a time when I was not posting anything on my blog for two weeks and Taher didn’t know what to do on facebook,I found it so touching that he wrote that,treasure and cherish the memories.
I have always said,with Taher all the colours come alive and when I look back these 13 years were only laughters,rolling on the floor laughters,only he makes me laugh so hard,sure life’s no bed of roses but mostly fragrant are our days.
Thank you Honey,for your hand,support,love,friendship,warmth,understanding and attention,love you a ton,will always,you are sacred to me,forgive my shortcomings and indulgences and please don’t change ever,thank you,love you.

Your Love (poem)

Your love your words they inspire me and all that is you
evoke in me emotions beautiful
I fought for too long in vain
I though I could resist it but resistance
is something you build
for ugly not for love-filled
Your big dewy eyes melt glaciers
and all I had between us was my fears
now when your kind words melt my hardened heart
I wonder if I was blind to not know from the start
that your words your love serve as respite
from the darkness that is life
you fill the void that had become me
your words your love now sustain me
I am for those grateful eternally
your words your love put the spotlight back on me.

©Seema Tabassum 2016
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