Every blessing of World ‘ imagine,
Father provided keenly in abundant fashion.
But something tormented him from inside,
Peeled his flesh n blood, was Charlie (his son) his pride.
Dearest to him, was the upshot of his dreams;
But seemed aloof & angry with demands in extreme.
A connection suggested (father) to be friends with sons;
‘Will be on losing end, this gap is grave concern’.
Thought of intervention towards younger son,
Forbade him to imitate, the child was Harrison.
One day he asked the younger one:
Spare sometime my dear son
Some interests to relate, define & renew
Share mundanely matters, or when u feel blue.
‘Feel free to tell secrets, I am your friend’
And father felt feather light, thought relations all mend.
That Young soul took advice by heart.
Green & unfledged, thought a friendly start.
But what to talk or tell, nothing came to mind;
Next day after school, Harrison skipped play time,
And waited for his father’s to come from work.
Sat along him, questioned nonsense irks.
Father answered few, but wasn’t in a mood
Conversation at sea, matters very crude.
Next day he waited again
But still no hope, not much gain.
Without any clue started same discussion,
Pointless it was, knew result was concussion.
Never called for, two days in stack
Goodwill once volunteered, but hope taking aback.
Still with spirits though not very high,
Son waited third day, to meet his big guy.
Same clueless questions he had;
But Answer this time, was bitter and sad.
‘Why so inquisitive & interrogative to me,
I am your father, not a proven guilty’.
Son stood baffled, what to say ….
But friendship was confident enough to sneak away.
Fears irrational, dwellers of mind
Timid & uncertain with horrors unknown
Doubts need time to scatter, dispel
And vagueness space, before it’s gone.
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Alien it was, found best resolve
Was empty-handed, now with fortune overload
There’s a light after every dark spell
A beacon so clear, its glow foretold.
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Insight’s mine, awareness home
Wisdom’s a flame, burns bright and high
An odyssey of life, with self discovery
It’s prudence and truth, one can’t deny.
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(Samima)
Heart harmonized, senses peace and joy
Feeling the breeze and serenity ahoy.
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Softness of solitude intensified
Soul approaching Nature, then reside.
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Now is a part to make me a whole
What’s self what’s not, close my goal.
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Living so deep and never to be found
Where it commensed, where confound.
(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, Pattern require a reset
(Samima)
Poems by Samima 