That Despicable Self.

Selfish people

With indulgent lives;

Denying others,

(Even) vulgarity shys.

Living on lies

Eating on vile,

Mean in sight

Despicable smile.

Using nobility

And virtue metaphors;

Are at loss,

These bigoted trolls.

Rage overpowers against

Such brainless fanatics,

Deal very wisely;

And method Socratic.

Slow and steady,

Yet very consistent;

Some rhythmic drops

Can crack mountains.

For such sporadic vexers

Becomes that regular teaser;

Give lesson of a lifetime

(But) not of Brutus to Caesar.

(Samima)

Inside Us (by Samima)

Inside us we carry that parallel self

A burial vault without any delf

A little prick wakes up that oppressive pain

Buried deep in past with lots of strain

Ugly regrets which weren’t ones fault

Nothingness exaggerated, life craving a halt

 The feeling of lone & lost thing

One trusted most, damage the life string

Taking relations sensitivity, always for granted

Something and some words, just couldn’t be supplanted

 Left behind is the mirror with a crack

Which magnifies self, one less shiny…other very black.

Taming the Slanderer!!

Ever felt in discussion or heavy spotlight;

Bitchy talks after you or just a backbite.

You are in debates for mornings & noon

Not even spared for evenings or night.

Prime discourse to some silly trolls,

Jealousy main reason, something else may excite.

Feel the pride and enjoy the delight

Be a knot to their throat, which adds the plight.

Its taming the slanderer with his own evil

By keeping calm and shinning very bright.
(Samima)

An Autistic Cry!

Special is the term suggested for me

Coz I am the 1 in 150

You say I’m complex & difficult to handle

What I feel? Let me light a candle

Through tantrums, I want you all to hear

The burden I carry, which only I bear

Want to rest, sleep; but can’t

Love to help you, wish could rant

I love my parents, but can’t express

Want cuddles & hugs, I must confess

Simple things for me are so uphill

Days and nights, a constant drill

Wish had friends, to play & have fun

 But can’t speak & express, so always turn

I want to look at people and see

But eye contact is so hard for me

Some call me a hermit and a loner

I have a world in me, I am its owner

Still I am special, a beautiful whole

Wish was a diamond, but people call coal.

So many judge me for who I’m

But I'm trusting my God for His special plan.

(by Samima)

This too shall pass!!

You did your best

But things went wrong,

 All efforts pointless;

Some days are very long.

The Rain will stop

The sun will smile,

 Life will be great;

But wait a little while.

Use the patience key;

That unlocks many gates.

Its Lessons very lasting;

But embracing isn’t straight.

So, don’t lose hope

 And give your best,

Despair is corruption

Wait for the best.

Believe in yourself,

As sorrows will harass.

But Life takes turns

This too shall pass.

(Samima)

Life's Race (Samima)

All want, the best things of Time

Burn ourself and always whine

Regret & lament,  nothings good enough

Life was hard and too much tough

Magnify the context, Content unknown

Left the meaning of life Alone

Our much is little, more is less

Wants are the Needs, We always Press

Such higher and  Intelligent Beings

Who take Life as End, not  just Means

Purpose was Happiness , finding Glee

Accessed by some who were free

Rest ran Fast and Won their Race

But Lost to Life, when matched Pace.

A Share of Success (by Samima)

Your dreams your wishes

On road, in their quest

When  fell or lost

Neither were helped nor addressed.

Struggles, your share of life

Battles and trials, your fate

As world only invests

In victors, winners and Greats.

If in past were alone

Now in  heaps of requests

Got any idea? Can you assess?

Everybody wants to share that success.


Pay the World in same coin
or its your Karma to smile and suppress
Eye for an eye, is your right
Better to advance, not regress.

30th page

My Life, my story,

Like a play on stage

A book with a tale

Year for me, for you just a page.

The first few ones

Day's innocent, beautiful age

But times get hard,

were destined to rage.

In teens  imagined

Bird trapped in a cage

Who dreams about freedom

Feathers all white with a little beige.

Twenties spent, in tests n struggles

Came of age, can measure n gauge

limits and restrictions, are all in your head

Its Liberation Day, on my 30th page.

(Samima)

Self Reliance

A naïve little girl

Always shy and scared.

But hard knocks (of life) tamed her well;

Self-reliant now and fully prepared.

In the long journey of fear and timidity

Fallen many times, apprehension paired

Exaggerated modesty was mere cowardice

Boldness and assertion, never dared

Life and Time are two great teachers

Many lessons learned with wisdom shared

Happy now, grown out  from past

Things are better and much repaired.

Self reliance her Gold and freedom her riches

To people has accounts undeclared.

Assertiveness and confidence are now her jewels

People and life, all  pretty squared.

(Samima)