VIRTUAL GRAVE!

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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

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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 :)