Remainders were written for word prompts but these drifting contemplations when I read a few days later after posting felt like my feelings,I have so many people I have lost and so many memories which are adamant don’t leave with the people they were made with,it’s ridiculous.I hate how these remainders of people,of relationships,of friendships get embedded deep and hurt so much…do you wonder why we store memories,why we simply cannot erase them like we erase files,it would be so much easier to breathe,but then there would be no poetry I guess,so it’s fine as long as they serve me…


I ran my fingers through
memories of you…
they ended up bleeding…
…you cut…
still

©Seema Tabassum 2016
©lifeshues.org 2016


tonight
I’m throwing myself
into the fire…
hoping to burn with me
splinters of you
that are embedded in my soul…

I hope still…
that burning
will bring some light…
just…
maybe…
this darkness
that resides in my soul
since you left…
will be reduced to ashes

©Seema Tabassum 2016
©lifeshues.org 2016
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I have to say that though the poems above were written for wordprompts there is a little of me in those lines,my heart bleeds and memories bring grief,to know more,to read something personal about me please click here. Thank you.

*The first poem above was featured in a community on Instagram that goes by the name HerHeartPoetry,they have a massive following of 10.2k,and to have my poem featured as work of the day felt pretty awesome then and below is the screenshot(sorry for gloating) in case you were curious…