A wish!!!

Some parts of life, still fragile n tender

No matter how much I care

The path is getting slender.

 

Point of life was to live to a full

And letting others to live; but

I am playing trumpet for some cows’ n bulls.

 

Say modesty a joke, mere weakness

Money is thy standard, show offing a rule

And vanity with pride is only uniqueness.

 

I wish some sense of gold, shining ever so bright

Its sparkle I want, in some silvers & white

Give all these conceited blinds some light. 

(Samima)

Bragging Modesty (A poem)

Why boast modesty? Wasn’t handpicked
Bragging seems silly, when was obligation strict.
Posing wise on patterns borrowed by others
Followed a code & custom, or advise by mothers.
Justifying tartness, when Grapes felt sour
Choice will be different, when given some power.
Sour now bad and “those grapes weren’t mine”
Go with the flock, is their new punch line.
Decency out; it’s Vanity that’s in
Advance WE are, hold up the chin.
(Dear) Modesty is a virtue but its flaunting isn’t smart
Simple or Not, be honest with all heart.
(Samima)