Submissions by MySmile (Besma)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I feel I belong to the world of words.. Poetry does encrypt my thoughts, feelings and what I tend to say.. the magic of the rhyme, the wonder of the verse and the wondrous variety of poetry forms I aspire to brings a huge deep joy to my very soul..
Beholding In Awe And Gratitude Such A Bliss
As I amble along, a trance me shakes
an immense silence, I fear, my tread wakes
A respite from angst in an oasis of rarity
my stroll in timelessness and spirituality
A joy of mind dancing in thrill and ecstasy
lulling my soul into a winsome reverie
Forget me nots calling for vernal breeze
heartseases blooming, poundering throbs I seize
Love in a Mist promising a golden summer
a stunning pallet! a peerless paintbrush to colour
Morning glories, beauty and forbearance
flowering souls, no void and time for abhorrence
Marguerite Daisies...
an immense silence, I fear, my tread wakes
A respite from angst in an oasis of rarity
my stroll in timelessness and spirituality
A joy of mind dancing in thrill and ecstasy
lulling my soul into a winsome reverie
Forget me nots calling for vernal breeze
heartseases blooming, poundering throbs I seize
Love in a Mist promising a golden summer
a stunning pallet! a peerless paintbrush to colour
Morning glories, beauty and forbearance
flowering souls, no void and time for abhorrence
Marguerite Daisies...
#nature
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry #gratitude
#WritingPoetry #gratitude
129 reads
2 Comments
A Chance For A Poet’s Song
How would I have the upper hand
as all around in chaos got drowned
How would I stick to a single stand
when upheavals the soul do confound.
My words whiling away an abiding journey
digging for the nectar of beauty many a well
long striving to my turmoil hide and bury
keep chill and in my secluded shell dwell.
Would my ink change shade and scent
from dark black to the colour of blood
from the aroma of amber to an anger to vent
and pour heavy pain out of my chest flood.
So hard I tried to forge my very shield
preventing the...
as all around in chaos got drowned
How would I stick to a single stand
when upheavals the soul do confound.
My words whiling away an abiding journey
digging for the nectar of beauty many a well
long striving to my turmoil hide and bury
keep chill and in my secluded shell dwell.
Would my ink change shade and scent
from dark black to the colour of blood
from the aroma of amber to an anger to vent
and pour heavy pain out of my chest flood.
So hard I tried to forge my very shield
preventing the...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
144 reads
4 Comments
What I Feel No Words Could Bear
What would be of me
if you could be with me
How would be my present days
if ever you were spared other few days
I open wide my heart so as you I can see
and stand in awe of the woman I would see!
I will not weep or tend to lament
just swallow every moan and each lament
I knelt to the grace of God’s Hands
for the blessing to kiss my mother’s hands
I prayed for a time to once again see you
graced with your presence and a kiss from you
The woman I see as I close my eyes
that’s you, mum, the apple...
if you could be with me
How would be my present days
if ever you were spared other few days
I open wide my heart so as you I can see
and stand in awe of the woman I would see!
I will not weep or tend to lament
just swallow every moan and each lament
I knelt to the grace of God’s Hands
for the blessing to kiss my mother’s hands
I prayed for a time to once again see you
graced with your presence and a kiss from you
The woman I see as I close my eyes
that’s you, mum, the apple...
#love
#mother
#gratitude
#admiration
#daughter
129 reads
4 Comments
My Soul Keep Feeding
No right I have to claim
Over what is in life gifted
Nor should I have a remorse
For what is to be rejected
Nature has its lawful laws
Retain what is in its course
Generate what apart falls
We learn to feel content
With what we hold in hand
Thank the sun for its light and dusk
Pray to God for the breath that has a sound
Bend to the sublime until we turn to dust
Learn and learn to live with a hidden pain
A conviction that nothing here is in vain
A belief, a Faith that life already a gain
What we lose to heart to reason...
Over what is in life gifted
Nor should I have a remorse
For what is to be rejected
Nature has its lawful laws
Retain what is in its course
Generate what apart falls
We learn to feel content
With what we hold in hand
Thank the sun for its light and dusk
Pray to God for the breath that has a sound
Bend to the sublime until we turn to dust
Learn and learn to live with a hidden pain
A conviction that nothing here is in vain
A belief, a Faith that life already a gain
What we lose to heart to reason...
#relationships
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#TruthOfLife
#gratitude
177 reads
8 Comments
The Charms Of The Word My Heart Smite
Time in dry seasons seems loose
And heavy are the steps to wherever they tread
Such is the soul when gloom trying to shed
Retaining of beauty that I fear to lose.
*****
I hold my pain and just want to write
Caught by my pen versing in rhyme
The charms of the word my heart smite
And the world around melts out of time.
*****
The thoughts in my head cease not to mime
Striving to seek peace and quietude
My feelings how they aspire to feed my clime
Unwilling to drip despair or to agony allude.
*****
The words on papers...
And heavy are the steps to wherever they tread
Such is the soul when gloom trying to shed
Retaining of beauty that I fear to lose.
*****
I hold my pain and just want to write
Caught by my pen versing in rhyme
The charms of the word my heart smite
And the world around melts out of time.
*****
The thoughts in my head cease not to mime
Striving to seek peace and quietude
My feelings how they aspire to feed my clime
Unwilling to drip despair or to agony allude.
*****
The words on papers...
#TruthOfLife
#LifeChangingMoment
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
133 reads
6 Comments
Would You Love Me If I Wasn’t ’t A Poet?
Would you love me if I wasn’t a poet?
Writing between the rhymes
Building beautifully a wonder from words
Sculpting skilfully
What in you
A mesmerising mirth stirs..
Would you love me?
As I dip my whole
In the depth of the silence of words
And have you hover
In the width of my world
Impatiently, passionately
Pursuing the pounding of my heart..
If I wasn’t a poet, would you love me?
The realm I reign
Rarely do I take reins
A time, attaining the zenith
Dazzled and dazed on cloud nine
One other time ...
Writing between the rhymes
Building beautifully a wonder from words
Sculpting skilfully
What in you
A mesmerising mirth stirs..
Would you love me?
As I dip my whole
In the depth of the silence of words
And have you hover
In the width of my world
Impatiently, passionately
Pursuing the pounding of my heart..
If I wasn’t a poet, would you love me?
The realm I reign
Rarely do I take reins
A time, attaining the zenith
Dazzled and dazed on cloud nine
One other time ...
#love
#inspirational
#WritingPoetry
174 reads
13 Comments
A Bond Of A Human Touch
Smile is not just my name
It is a bond of a human touch
The mime of my very heart
The language of my whole
It is my shield behind I hide
Never did it fail to win its fights.
*****
“Abhor and hate”, their mention I don’t even rate
To God my gratitude they are erased from my human traits
And so many a word like “foe”
Fell into oblivion as I no longer know
Love I do not preach to humans souls reach
Love in all my tenses my motto and the breath I breathe.
*****
For wrong and right no right I have to judge
Just I try to...
It is a bond of a human touch
The mime of my very heart
The language of my whole
It is my shield behind I hide
Never did it fail to win its fights.
*****
“Abhor and hate”, their mention I don’t even rate
To God my gratitude they are erased from my human traits
And so many a word like “foe”
Fell into oblivion as I no longer know
Love I do not preach to humans souls reach
Love in all my tenses my motto and the breath I breathe.
*****
For wrong and right no right I have to judge
Just I try to...
#relationships
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
229 reads
14 Comments
The Music Of Heart In Verse Softly Whirred
What seems now old
Used to be utterly new
What was previously told
We cease to over chew
*****
All that is old hold a treasure
If only we all knew
Just weigh and measure
Under the veil a unique hue
*****
Out of memories we grow
Been taught lessons to the bone
We do reap all that we sow
And for wrongdoing we atone
*****
Pleasure and pain what we gain
In a life not taken for granted
Who can stop time or rinse rain
Or suppress anger that should be vented
*****
Life will continue to hurt...
Used to be utterly new
What was previously told
We cease to over chew
*****
All that is old hold a treasure
If only we all knew
Just weigh and measure
Under the veil a unique hue
*****
Out of memories we grow
Been taught lessons to the bone
We do reap all that we sow
And for wrongdoing we atone
*****
Pleasure and pain what we gain
In a life not taken for granted
Who can stop time or rinse rain
Or suppress anger that should be vented
*****
Life will continue to hurt...
#LifeChangingMoment
#WritingPoetry
#gratitude
#wisdom
#emotions
114 reads
4 Comments
Retired Souls In Rhyme Confide
I fear as I drip my word
Teardrops would be overheard
No verse shall set its rhythm or whine
I dread my anguish is seen as I rhyme
Whatever deep into my soul unable to mute
I wholly surrender to the magic of the flute
To bring the sublime into the mundane is insane
My world of poetry, in your glossary no word for strain
Blind to the divine truth we wander astray
Tempted by sick feelings we fall an easy prey
Of all the stages, one and only age
When the Self falls into the clutches of rage
Granted is the time to ponder and reap ...
Teardrops would be overheard
No verse shall set its rhythm or whine
I dread my anguish is seen as I rhyme
Whatever deep into my soul unable to mute
I wholly surrender to the magic of the flute
To bring the sublime into the mundane is insane
My world of poetry, in your glossary no word for strain
Blind to the divine truth we wander astray
Tempted by sick feelings we fall an easy prey
Of all the stages, one and only age
When the Self falls into the clutches of rage
Granted is the time to ponder and reap ...
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#MyInspiration
#SelfReflection
#responsibility
120 reads
2 Comments
A Quest For Light And Bliss Won’t Have An End
When the vision is clear
Poetry is quite near
We roam the nature of soul
And touch mother Nature soil
We tread the path of each word
And smell the scent of its earth
Behold the daffodils and tulips
A wondrous beauty the heart reaps
With no fear mountains we climb
On the wings of music and rhyme
The breeze spreads its chill and dance
And sends the mind to a deep trance
The scenic sights ready the soul to feed
And offer what we crave for and need
*****
Life, if only we are able to wholly own
And...
Poetry is quite near
We roam the nature of soul
And touch mother Nature soil
We tread the path of each word
And smell the scent of its earth
Behold the daffodils and tulips
A wondrous beauty the heart reaps
With no fear mountains we climb
On the wings of music and rhyme
The breeze spreads its chill and dance
And sends the mind to a deep trance
The scenic sights ready the soul to feed
And offer what we crave for and need
*****
Life, if only we are able to wholly own
And...
#relationships
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#wisdom
#PersonalGrowth
148 reads
6 Comments
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