VIRTUAL GRAVE!

--------AZM------------
His alienated presence
among the "elites"
tormenting his virtual soul
and slowly poisoned

Obnoxiously magnified
through an eagle's eye
with scars revealed
and wounds amplified

He was cursed
he was thrashed
carrying a dead soul
he lay aghast

Then,
like a phoenix awakened
beneath the sparkling spirit
as crystalline carbon
and with no limits

Now,
he breathes a fresh start
bruises due to chafes
he puts on with pride
like a painter's art

[P.S. An end is just a new beginning...]

Once you Master the art of solitude you'll never feel lonely - Azm

Copyright © 2019 Azm

DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!

TOUCH MY SOUL!!!

Copyright © 2019 Azm

Football

As August arrives with the withered leaves
my sleepless nights begin.
I'm  awoken with the buzzing bees
and a monstrous roaring.

I turn my head to his applause
and the lights that hurt my eyes
I'm half asleep or half awake
my jaw drops to his disguise

"Oh! What a goal" my beloved claims
clasping hands, murmuring praises
Jumping at victory frowning at loss
enjoying his own wingdings.

...and for me,
its half past three,
Wide AWOKEN,
(I'm) furious at his glee.

...and again,
its the roosters turn
crowing away before the dawn

Now I'm Left with aching ears
the loud applause; my nightmares
So every night I'm wide awake
like an owl, glazing stares.

And each time the same repeats
all I'm left with no sleep.
how i long for the spring to bloom
Oh dear Blossoms see you soon.

And at last May is here!
and to my nights Crickets are still there!

Copyright © 2018 Azm

You're a woman you cannot question!

Oh! I'll question
And scream on the top of my lungs
I want no words to go in ashtray
I'll yell for freedom,
I'll yell for womanhood,
as I have a message to convey
Is science wrong or superstition?
Is beating up wrong or raising questions?
Is swearing wrong or speaking truth?
Is questioning others' upbringing wrong or correting your own ill actions?
Aren't we women allowed to think and speak??

Copyright ©  Azm

The Darkest Shade

________AZM__________

Many a times it was just a song,

many a times (I) just hummed along;

the empty music that touched my soul,

the dark words (that) remain untold;

frequently whispering the silent beat,

the null-ness that they repeat;

and my ride to the zero world

left with spirit unconsoled..

Copyright © 2017 Azm

Who am I?

I am just a mother

with a child looking onto me for every little thing

I am just a wife

expected to look after every nooks and nacks put before

I am just a daughter

expected to take care of my parents

I'm just an in-law

expected to take care of in-laws and the household

I am just a worker

expected to please my boss

I am just a friend

expected to be in touch with all of them

I am just a niece

expected to be available anytime they want

I am just an aunt

expected to help anytime along

Who am I to MYSELF?????

I am lost in being just-someone to someone
rather than being "ME" to myself

Copyright © 2017 Azm

THE GREY BEAUTY

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Having past ten decades,

spreading pleasant smiles,

sweeping away sadness,

she leans on the aisle.

Lost in her deep thoughts,

remembering the falls and rise,

she stays quiet and aloof,

hiding her cries.

With eyes full of stories,

her unanswered whys,

she hides in her hunched back,

her hard work and sacrifice.

And soul as hard as rock,

biding hundred goodbyes,

she's a polished diamond,

and a hero in my eyes!!

Copyright © 2017 Azm

Hibernation

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Keeping warm, with all skills;

Slowly breathing, through the chills;

Spooky frosts, bringing thrills;

Empty bottle, potion spills;

Lengthy winter, phony frills;

Bounded by all wonts and wills;

Getting cozier, discovering trills;

The sun shines, dances uphills;

…and the cuckoo sings,

HELLO Spring!

Welcome aboard!

Summer it brings!!

Copyright © 2016 Azm

My new garden

-Composed by AZM

Weaving dreams,
with you besides,
building castles,
painting skies,
planting magical seeds,
blooming smiles,
happy home,
stronger ties.

Copyright © 2015 Azm

Sunflower

The Yellow petals look above,

smile at the sun they see,

whisper to one another,

dance in gentle breeze,

living their lives with heads held high,

as high as they could be.

They're always there to teach a good lesson

Bloom in happiness,
dance with joy,

follow the sun,

follow your dreams...

http://trendythreadsktm.blogspot.com/2013/11/sunflower-earrings.html

The flower that has been of great inspirations :)

Trendy Threads: PINK

PINK is PRETTY

the color of LOVE.

PINK is the new ANTHEM,

it can change the world.

PINK is staying strong,

when things go wrong.

PINK is being YOURSELF,

Because PINK is Perfect!!

Because I Love You…

------------AZM--------------------

My clothes are wrong,
my clumsy walk,
beasty paws,
I'm just a bore.
Ugliness,
and I ain't smart,
nor funny enough,
to make you laugh,
see sunshine on your face,
that I set dark.

I'm just an ugly sin,
to get rid of.
I ease your part,
and save your day,
I'll fly with broken wings,
I wouldn’t stay.

I don’t belong here,
I went the heights or wrong,
couldn't rescue myself,
unworthy deeds I've done,
I can't be strong,
trying hard did no good,
my best could never be good enough.

But I'm sorry,
I really am,
for the sins,
for all the lies,
for keeping you waiting,
for all your cries,
for the wrongs I heard,
for the ill I did,
for my misbehavior
my unworthy agony.

Sorry, I could never be good enough.

(to whom it may concern)

Copyright © 2013 Azm

Praising Grace

-AZM

Flipping hair,

eyes that glow;
velvet shines,
majestic flow;

Crimson silk,

slit low;
supreme elegancy,
in every blow;

Diamond studs,

shine more;
crystals dazzle,
like flakes of snow;

Early spring,

knocks the door;
the diva blooms,
beauty grows!

Copyright © 2013 Azm

Delinquencies

-AZM

Amidst the self-made paradise,

a superficial resemblance of life,

stood with hand full of memories,

created from dreams.

Choked the distance between the two,

afar from reality creating anew.

Provoked by the thirst to be quenched,

twirling in naive indulgence.

Wrapping the soul with courage,

healing wounds; dying with age,

deepened by lies, now set on fire,

burning miseries, the unworthy desires!

Copyright © 2013 Azm

Shades of LOVE

        -AZM

Plunging,
into the gigantic ocean
of purity and faith,
and swimming,
along corals and pearls
unconsciously dispersed.

Sketching,
a new life
with shades of love,
and cradling,
the red ticker
with toddling hope.

Drinking,
the sunshine
enchanted with affection,
and embedding,
soul in every clasp,
awaiting miraculous sparks!

Copyright © 2013 Azm

just confused....

While embroidering a piece of red satin, with a golden thread,
a unique bottle of aromatic, dazzling liquid spilled all over it...
I'm not sure whether that would leave stains or make the fabric shine ????!!!???!!???!!!

(P.S. these are metaphors...I know how to get rid of stains on a real satin) =P
Copyright © 2013 Azm

Laughing Out Loud!!

                                    -Azm

People explained what not about the "Love thing"
and I thought it made sense.
But….ummm…Love??

Love is weird,
Love is funny!
You even feel the butterflies,
dancing in your tummy.
Love makes you crazy,
it makes you silly,
it's ticklish,
REALLY!!!

It's like going on a caffeine diet.
You lose your hunger,
you lose your sleep,
you dream with eyes wide open,
your heart skips a beat.

And the pounding gets louder,
louder than the neighborhood kid,
playing the metallic drums,
increasing his speed.

You get lost in your colorful dreams,
forget the recipe for your dish,
make loads of excuses,
a bit of that, and a bit of this.

And every now and then,
you're humming a love song,
and when you get caught,
you just Laugh along.

Copyright © 2012 Azm

Simply Magic

-Azm

The time stood still,
the world disappeared,
the sun smiled down,
the long lost smile got claimed.

And the warm rays,
that touched the heart ,
the souls danced with joy.
The birds sang melodies,
flying in circles,
and painted the sky.

Happiness finally knocked the door,
spreading heavenly fragrance,
embraced with a warm angelic touch,
showered with divine grace.

Felt like seizing the moment forever.
If that's the essence of being alive…
…I just got born!!

Copyright © 2012 Azm

CAGED MISERY

Composed by: Azm

Walking at the speed of memories

gathering the crescendo cries,

numbness on the eye lids,

call for silent suicide.

Abandoning from the bitterly

with a pinch of grey,

pearls of wisdom wrenched,

howling at their dismay.

Copyright © 2012 Azm