Seema Aarella

Rookie - 10 Points (19 Mar 1979 / KGF, India)

Seema Aarella Poems

1. Finding Of A Sort 12/30/2007
2. Few Journeys Never End 1/2/2008
3. Conventional Jeopardy 1/2/2008
4. To Write Or Not To Write…? 1/2/2008
5. Little Things 1/3/2008
6. Living Dead! 1/3/2008
7. Colourfully Yours...! 1/4/2008
8. I Search In You...! 1/4/2008
9. Poor Man’s Proposal 1/5/2008
10. Online Snag 1/5/2008
11. My Friends 1/5/2008
12. On A Sleepless Night 1/6/2008
13. To The Soldier On Warfront 1/6/2008
14. Woes Of A Heart! 1/6/2008
15. My Journey So Far 1/7/2008
16. Yet Not Forlorn…is Love! 1/2/2008
17. The Prophet 1/7/2008
18. Lack Of Inspiration 1/7/2008
19. Bug Says To Butterfly 1/8/2008
20. Misery Strikes At Its Will… 1/9/2008
21. Through Windows! 1/8/2008
22. Tears Forever 1/8/2008
23. Rain And Shine 1/12/2008
24. Nothing Is More Important To Me Than Myself! 1/12/2008
25. Affirmation 1/12/2008
26. Interpretation 1/12/2008
27. No Ire, No Fire! 1/13/2008
28. When Is The End To My Writings? 1/14/2008
29. Riposte 1/16/2008
30. Into The Past 1/17/2008
31. Spring 1/17/2008
32. My True Delight 1/22/2008
33. Love And Life 1/28/2008
34. Love 1/28/2008
35. Lady Love 1/31/2008
36. Fear 1/31/2008
37. Irresistible Love 1/31/2008
38. Special Someone 2/1/2008
39. Life Devoid 2/1/2008
40. ....Silent Vows… 2/1/2008
Best Poem of Seema Aarella

! ! ! ...A Strange Relation

I burry the thought of writing,
Because I miserably fail to describe
This strange phenomenon
For I feel the pureness of the script
Is in the words virgin and unstated
Which I hope you will read in my eyes
When we meet during an auspicious communion

The loud vibrations of vocal chords
And roaring waterfall of speech
Irks the stream of subtle Feelings,
And I prefer not to speak
But convey more than thought and said
Through the soothing comfort of silence
Which I hope you will hear during my extended sighs

Do you know what eyes observe
And...

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! ...I Dream

I dream, I dream, I dream,
Of my good old days
Of future and its pleasant ways
Hope my dream, forever it stays.

I dream of love in every heart
Hope for all struggling lot
A gift, of good, deed and thought.

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