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Drifting Contemplations: I’m Wonderful (micropoetry)

We women live in a world which doesn’t lend us a hand in remembering our beauty, magic and power, everyday life makes us forget that we are wonderful, we forget our worth and forget loving ourselves, we forget that being born a woman is a blessing in fact, we are mothers of the world, colours we fill in this muted world, we bring life and put life into the world of our men, we forget that we are more powerful than men in the sense that they cannot know loving like we would, they don’t know nurturing like we do, they don’t know giving like we do, we can move heavens when we pray for our children, uproot mountains when we protect them, drown the world when we cry for them and for our men, this very earth treasures us, so we must remember to cherish,love and take care of ourselves and sometimes put ourselves first, or more often perhaps …

I’m not Wonder Woman
I’m just a woman …
I think that’s wonderful enough

©Seema Tabassum 2017
©lifeshues.org 2017

I love myself
end of story …
this is my
… once upon a time …
my
… happily ever after …
too it shall be

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To read a short story/poem on how She makes a difference kindly click here. Thank you.
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Transcendental Love (poem)

August 10, 2017 / Seema Tabassum / 3 Comments

Hello there, I know I haven’t been around and I know that you must’ve forgotten me but I hope that you haven’t. Life gets in the way sometimes and I was in a whirlpool of sorts, took me a while to come out of it, I hope to be able to write more and I hope to see you here more. Have fun.

Transcendental Love, isn’t that how love should be, unconditional, free of constraints of any kind, overcoming all odds, unconditional, selfless and an absolute surrender, I hope you agree, I hope you like my poem.

Transcendental Love

they meet anywhere …
in the depths of the seas
in the heights of the skies …
in the vacuum of the spaces
that defines their love …
in the vastness of the cosmos …
in the wilderness
where a million stars stand witness
to their love …
all they do is close their eyes
their thoughts align
and they find themselves facing each other …
their souls touch
so in love
selfless unconditional blameless love …
expectationless
disappointmentless
more like in love with oneself …
a love that transcends …
that doesn’t depend
or take
only gives and is conscious
of the presence of the other …
a love devoid of the fear of losing …
the kind of love that blooms
only when the souls have entwined …
when one is their mind
when there are no constraints
like space and time …
all they do is close their eyes
their consciousness aligns
and facing each other they themselves find …
a love that transcends …
that cannot be explained or expressed in words …
for there is no language sweet enough
or words sublime enough …
a love that can only be felt …

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Inkomplete Without You (poem)

June 18, 2017 / Seema Tabassum / 5 Comments

Inkomplete Without You

I made a quill of my eyelashes
and wrote on the ground on which you walk …
hoping the tears and ink and blood
will make you in your footsteps stop …
but you walked all over my poetry
and left footprints in ink …
now I am going to frame our work
it’s a masterpiece under sensibilities’ draping…
my ink…your footprints

©Seema Tabassum 2016
©lifeshues.org 2016

This poem is to celebrate today, for today I complete three years of my blogging gig and it is special and though I’m nowhere near where I thought I’d be when last year I celebrated two years of blogging, I definitely am way ahead than where I thought I’d be when I first started out…..ahead in the sense, I learnt a ton from all you amazing people.
I have to thank each one of you here for your love, inspiration, kindness, motivation, words, poems, time and every single ‘like’ on anything I wrote, thanks a ton for your friendship, means a lot to me, I hope to stay here and be able to contribute more, read and learn and grow more, please stay with me on this journey, love this place for I met you here.
THANKS A MILLION for every kind and generous gesture, grateful eternally.
(would like to add I am no artist but I felt like drawing, found this beautiful picture of a painting on Pinterest and drew that here)

P.S. Inkomplete, the poem and sketch were done last year on the same day but I didn’t share it here, I had to today.

UPDATING (poem)

April 1, 2017 / Seema Tabassum / 3 Comments

…UPDATING…
I’m constantly running…
without a minute for me to stop…
can switch myself off to numb…
for numb is easy and emotions cripple…
so I run scared that if I don’t
I might end up feeling…
and I know feeling won’t be easy…
feeling will become overwhelming…
but there comes a moment
when I to the noise inside me succumb…
it grows a mouth and roars
and it’s teeth rip my heart…
in that moment I stand in front of
all my demons…
they crush and wrench my soul…
squeeze the numbness out of me…
throw me into an abyss…
where I lay in my own filth…
lay till my bones soak it all in it…
lay there immobile
till all the soaked up fluid
evaporates from my pores…
I am currently in that abyss
when all that paralyses me comes back to me…
is staring me in the eye
and I lay helpless…
it will take a while to be able
to go about my day normally…
to be up and running
to be able to see sunshine…
to be able to smile…
I’ll be back soon…
till then I hope you miss me
and read me again…
and most of all I hope you stay…
for it was really hard getting you
to see me in the first place…
we shall soon meet in our poetry…
I won’t be long I swear…
till then take care…

This app that is me…
has come to a halt suddenly…
has stopped running…
the numbness has rusted
and it’s back to feeling…
the steel needs a little polishing…
this app needs a little updating…
in a while will be back to feeling nothing…
so kindly wait till the process is complete…

©Seema Tabassum 2017
©http://lifeshues.org 2017
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All rights reserved.

*I know I haven’t replied to your comments in a while, I will do that as soon as I’m back, I promise, thank you for your friendship and patience, grateful eternally.

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Meaning To My Life (poem)

March 31, 2017 / Seema Tabassum / 1 Comment

We all have things in the past, demons inside our heads, insecurities, shortcomings, complexes and a sense of purpose, all these we choke on and we need to find release, something that diverts yet propels us in the direction where we can find some kind of a mutual ground between dreams and reality, if we’re lucky the escape becomes the meaning to our life. In a minuscule way I have kind of stumbled upon that mutual ground is what I like to think, I maybe wrong though, for I can see not the big picture and also life is notorious for being unpredictable.

I once woke up looking for the meaning to my life
and strangely thought I’ll find it near the sea…
the waves would look for it and come
running back with empty hands to me…
I didn’t have it in me then
the patience to chase it any more…
I went back to my mind-slumber
and retreated back into my chaos…

soon enough I was choking on my
thoughts feeling constrained in my mind…
I had to release those before
my sanity was jeopardised…
I instinctively wrapped my fingers around a pen
and my fingertips bled words…
the blotches on my pages was the meaning to my life
coming back to me over time in these blood spurts

©Seema Tabassum 2016
©lifeshues.org 2016
All content and images copyright 2016
All rights reserved.

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To read a post which is not a poem but something straight from my heart kindly click here. Thank you.
My website is self-hosted I don’t have the regular features where you can just like my poem, so I request you to leave a word or two so I may know if you liked my post, thank you for stopping by, most appreciate your time.