Tag: #lovepoem

Interlude (poem)

Interlude was written for my hubby (not for his birthday though), I do love and cherish all that he does for us, so this poem was just to let him know how much I appreciate his presence, his love and the hard work he does to keep our family running, I know that words are never enough but maybe for once words will express more than actions, hopefully(fingers crossed).

I stacked a few clouds
and adjusted them …
with a few more clouds I sewed a blanket …
my weathered heart tonight needed something heavenly
soft and cosy to comfort my broken …
only soft light-toned fluffy clouds stood a chance …
soft fluffy heavenly clouds …
and his calloused palms

©Seema Tabassum 2017
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Transcendental Love (poem)

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 …

©Seema Tabassum 2016
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Quixotic (poem)

Quixotic is the word(Masha Allah) and I don’t mean to exaggerate…

I’m the kind who
pays attention to
the details…
if I have a conversation
I have a hundred questions…
why did you say this…
when you said it
did you mean it…
or you said because
you were angry…
what’s going through
your mind…

questions become walls
and my entire life
I’ve been tormented
by these walls
which gave more questions
less answers…
you you and you
everyone thinks it’s frivolous…
I think it’s essential…
how will you deal
if you don’t know
why what and when
and how…
how to resolve…
I felt cornered
cut out and unwelcome
each time you left without answers…
when a conversation ended
without conclusion…
I felt cold and stupid…
and I have a side which doesn’t
want to be a pain either
by asking questions…

but in this entire world…
in this entire world
I have this person
who answers every question…
asks questions…
is concerned…
won’t let me be…
won’t let me wither…
is clear like stream water…
will answer till
I’m convinced
even if it takes the whole night…
will not shut the door on me…
will never leave things unresolved…
and no matter how stupid
or unnecessary my questions are
he answers all…
all till all’s understood…
till there’s no misunderstanding…
till there’s not an ounce of doubt…
till I’m at peace he won’t sleep…
and in the morning
when he wakes up
even after we’ve spent the whole night
trying to get things clear
his first words are
“Tabassum, Mamma, all’s well right, then hug”…

my work place is a couch
from which I can monitor
both the boys…
their beds I see from where I sit…
Taher(hubby) when he wakes up
flashes his phone’s light at me…
I’ve come to get so used to it
I wonder what I’ll do if a day
comes when he won’t feel the need to
or is not on that bed (God forbid)…
I hate to love so much…
depend so much…
hurt so much…
that’s why I like to
remain detached
and focus on other things
and not on our love…
our love is sacred…
I’m scared that my over involvement will jinx it…
that’s why I like to keep
the storm that is our love at a bay…
because it is oh so unreal and dreamy…
it cannot be true
and that scares me…
I don’t want anything going bad
to the only right thing in my life…
all my relations have been messed
except this one…
this one thing
that is right in my life…
and surely that only thing
that I got and I don’t deserve
am unworthy of…
that one thing I can fall back on…
that one thing that has no doors
that will close on me…
block me…
leave me in the cold or dark…
that one thing that makes my life
even worth living…
I cannot lose this heart
that is the purest form of love…
will love me even if I’m a cripple…
will overlook my flaws…
with whom I don’t have to worry
if I’m being a pain or asking the
wrong questions…
with whom I don’t have to worry
about showing the right side of me
because he embraces even my ugly…
the lost side…the confused side…
the emotional fool side…
emotionally dependent side…
drowned in nostalgia side…
living in the past side…
divided among so many things side…
the aloof side…
the selfish side…
the obsessive compulsive side…
the perfectionist(in vain) side…
the condescending attitude side…
the need to be left alone side…
the misanthrope side…
the hot head side…
the impatient side…
the restless side…
the superiority complex side…
the feels incompetent side…

each and every flaw in me
just goes unnoticed…
this man was made for me…
to fill the void for all that
I don’t have in my life…
to fill the hole that is my heart…
grateful is not word enough
and my actions don’t convey
gratitude either…
but my heart which longs
for a sea of people
has home in his heart…
we have home in each other…
if there is a word soulmate
it is him…
because a million times
we’ve talked without talking…
resolved issues without arguing…
answered without questioning…
accepted without judging…

though my heart longs for the world
it’s here with him where it
truly feels it belongs…
or is wanted and welcomed…
questions and inconveniences
and all

©Seema Tabassum 2017
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*The handsome man in the picture is my hubby.

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A Forever Of Free Falling (poem)

I know that in my last post I said that I’ll be writing for winter and here I am writing `one lazy summer afternoon’ but this poem is not about the season it’s about the free falling that love is,sometimes hearts land on soft sands,sometimes drown,sometimes shatter upon hitting hard ground…
I say love is more like hovering over a black hole,knowing very well that our existence will get sucked up but we venture near the black hole anyway,isn’t that stupid,but aren’t we helpless,poor souls us driven by this tiny organ that itself falls but the whole of us has to bear the brunt,but then would life be as sweet without love and the agony that it is,would there be poetry,I don’t think so…

I hope you enjoy my free falling,please read in leisure,that’s all I ask of you,give my poem time,just be with it for a couple of minutes,thank you.


One lazy summer afternoon
that is all we had in common…
one lazy summer afternoon
where we got drunk on our words
a respite from the silence of our worlds…
one lazy summer afternoon
bled the skies love at the horizon
dripping tainting the seas in forbidden hues…
one lazy summer afternoon
when our whispers lifted us up
entangled our distant sunsets forever…
since then it’s just been free falling…
I’ve been free falling…
no strings attached
I learnt is more agonizing
than choking on love
bound with his eyelashes…
it’s going to be
a forever of free falling…
this love so tantalizing…
makes desirable this free falling…
this love…
a forever of free falling…

©Seema Tabassum 2016
©lifeshues.org 2016
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To read another poem on love kindly click here. Thank you.

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