You don’t realize the beauty of it then!

When I was 20, I was afraid of becoming 30

I thought I will die, if I became 30

I became 30,

And unsurprisingly, I was alive

I realized it was really beautiful then

When I was 30, I was afraid of becoming 40

I thought the world would end, when I become 40

I became 40, and sadly I was the same

When I became 50

I realized it was really beautiful then

I look back to 50, and think the same when I’m 60

I look back to 60, and think the same when I’m 70

In front of death, every last moment is the climax of your life.

All ages are like a flower

You just don’t know how beautiful each age was at that time.

( translated from a Korean poem)

Red Orange Leaves.

Crackling on the way

 These winds never stay

Don’t hide those tears

And fold those tenfold fears

But people always say

Its life that we portray

You think it’s all forever

But neither life nor you were here

We had our greener days

Were happy in breezy sprays

Thought times would never end

On fleek those times spend

Had shades as thick you imagine

That grew with time like passion

But things don’t stay forever

It’s the law of universe, a hidden treasure

Let go is the message we give

Life isn't for living but to outlive.

(SamimaShah)

A Starry Night!!

While gazing the stars at night

Grabbed idea of my trivial presence

Such pure inconsequence caused fright.

Expanded was my belief in Him

I’m nothing yet reasoning’on lens

What a daredevil who's destination s light.

To gain or to lose, haven’t viewed

But crossed thresholds & tipped fence

Life whispered, ‘All struggle to shine stellar bright’.

(Samima)

Historical Echo!! (by Samima)

Dive into books & permeate Past

It’s  same story, action replayed

Heard of history repeating itself?

Was negligence by us, & time relayed.

One civilization ascents high

Wealth and blessings are at peaks

But morals fall and standard lows

When line in Right & Wrong bleaks.

Society is there but essence lost

Collaboration it was, usurped Greed

Violence and fear dance with glee

Children of era swallow such seeds.

Would snatch whatever they want

No rules applicable or mores logical

What been taught, what been seen

Society contagious & pathological.

Rich living in castles and enclaves

Obsessed with money, buying in tens

Still despondent and hungry

Paranoia high, fear never ends.

Nothing would fill their bellies

As world is cursed with Greed

Lessons discovered by those

Who remember, think and read.

For rest, its repetitions and replays

 History was past, will be their coming

A nightmare bound to recur every night

A plague once broken, or tsunami forth coming.

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)

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.

No Regrets (by Samima)

Mindless jobs of long hours

Happiness nil, spirits sour

Work is critical, for dues n bills

Life so hard, in perpetual drill

 Why it has so much to bear

 Blessed only ones, but many despairs

Asking for more, losing moderations

Outlook to life needs contemplations

Happiness was there, always around us

Ignored it, indulged in petty wrong fuss

High earnings and status, we ran after

Were behind pace, so moved faster

The little pleasures of life were neglected

Happiness and life, were so disconnected

After the triumph when looked back

Found meaningless success, nothing intact

Still got time to clean things up

Every day brings new chance, fresh start ups

Life mustn't end in grieves and regrets

Lessons must be learned, patterns must reset