Let go!!

I’ve grown out and broken your spell

Free as a bird, destined to marvel.

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Your wickedness and foul play, left behind

Vileness now doubled as echoed and repelled.

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Confound in devilry, with a mark of Cain

You are a prisoner of mind who’s hard to impel.

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A farewell, a departure, a covert blessing

Such a finale, tale love to retell.

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Found that peace of soul and beyond

All  knots untied, nothing to unravel.

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My destiny, way ahead; my journey though long

But far from treachery, & bound to excel.

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(Samima)

Ripples!!

You can act like a stone

Riffling water a little, when thrown.

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Or a rhythm, generating lasting waves

The message is consistency in ripples, one plays.

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Though vileness is only ephemeral

 Goodness is that Wind, change courses to eternal.

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(Truth is) Without darkness, light lacks its meaning

With no confusion, the clarity stays demeaning.

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It’s the vagueness that asks for direction

Its nothingness that seeks perfection.

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The doubts bring peace & Impossibilities many chances

Corruption we thought, but Virtue made advances.

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Deceit tries to undermine Faith

Beautiful thing, that a choice we have.

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Which resonates with you is the best one

Its Ripples reaching corners, like the rays of mighty Sun.

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(Samima)

Let it be!! (A Poem)

These tiny drops called tears

Came roaring from your inner sea

Set you free, when wandering in haze

Gazed through time, peace found with glee.

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They seek your forgiveness,  from you

 When rugged are the times

Carry pain outside so gently

 Like the harmony wind plays with chimes.

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Never a sign of fault or failing

But tells your conscience, be strong & free

A molten courage that reminds you again

Wisdom is…. to let it be.

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(Samima)

Token of Life (A poem)

When life gives a token to retrospect

Smile for good & learn from bad days

Permeate through past, let never invade

It’s the memory lane not cliches.

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Man is nature’s best marvel,

Unique in his own state

Deals with adventures in life

And survives its monotony, when overplayed.

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Wisdom is to keep on running

No matter how long or what it takes

The destination is already set

But paramount is the joy one makes.

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Don’t count others favors

Or say their grass is Green

Stems only bitterness

Water your turf, keep it clean.

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Be grateful, never forgrant blessings

Explore creativity, will set you fly

Love the life and the people around

Feet on ground, yet gaze very high.

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 Your life is your gift from God,

The rest stays Inconsequential

 This recall will bring smile to your face

 Glee would be vast, bliss quintessential.

(Samima)

No Regrets (A poem)

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, Pattern require a reset

(Samima)

Remembering and Learning from Past by Samima

 

Learning through history’s chronological events one cognizes that it is in a state of perpetual repetition. Sometimes the time and space differs, at others continent and century but the phenomenon recapitulates. A tainted ruling class with autocratic powers, discriminatory rule of laws, judicial system null and void, unheeded working class, leading to blood full Revolution for freedom from cannibalistic system and a lengthy civil war, among them a leader emerges, who intends to make the fresh system roll. Device his own ideals and standards for good and against the evil, and during the culmination of these ideals becomes tyrant, indulges in mass murders and terrorism against his own countrymen. Loss the intrinsic value of the pristine goal, at the hands of one person paranoia and system is back to square one even after a lengthy grind. Until and unless individuals have  a perspective and learning from the past, their chances of having a cutting edge in future is rare. So are bound to repeat incursions, rendering much toiled struggle  in vain.