Biography of Seema Aarella
B.E graduate in Electronics and communication Engineering.Worked as a lecturer for some time, Later went on to do MTech in VLSI at Jain University, Banglore India, now studying my second Master's Degree in Engineering Technology at University of North Texas, Texas, USA. Enthusiastic towards life and its ways.Trying to view life optimistically, accepting challenges and looking forward to new turns and returns.Compassionate towards all animals except man.
Believer of God and Good.Poetry for me is just an outlet to my thoughts.....i feel good when people who read my poems identify themselves in any of the lines.
I have brought out my first poems book called
'Letters From the heart'
Publisher: leadstart publishing
imprint: Virgin Leaf Books
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Seema Aarella's Works:
My first book is a collection of my free verse called
'LETTERS FROM THE HEART'
Which has come out recently and will be available on
the net and marketed all over India...by
Leadstart Publishing House
Seema Aarella Poems
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
! ...Dont Tell The World! (Sonnet)
This Sonnet is in the popular Petrarchan Form I behold thy love as beautiful thing, In my wrecked heart, a pleasure garden,
There i stand at the end of highway Facing the endless bare horizon That seems to gulp every path and road Wishing to trace the fortunate means
! ! ...I Knew Not Where Love Was Sold?
I bought some flowers Lovely bright With hue and tint Blended right
They lie there, on the chipped slab Where no one sniffs its smell Its beauty does not rouse a talk Since the dead can't see and tell
His shadow stretches away Impatiently from him, as He stood silently facing the Setting sun on his balcony…
The Final Four
Brought to this earth by people two Will be laid to rest by four The two I know and loved them so I know not the final four.
***days Of 'Fall'***
Feeble sounds of timeless tunes Flowing from across the dunes Heard, unheard….in disbelief I stood there…felt a strange relief
! ...Shadows (Part 2)
His feelings raced to The pinnacle of desire Seeking an urgent intimacy Of his corporeal requests
I Love You Too
Yes, I want to see for myself The stern madness involved in Trying the treacherous, which You had done with your barefeet
! ! ...Mosaic
Love like dew embellished some orchards For some a snowy carpet it made His currents of love rushed seawards On my palms like rain drops it played
I, plead the wind To describe your touch, Beg the night, To reveal your dreams,
An Evening Walk
For the first time in many days I decided to bestow myself a gift Of long and lonely stroll in the Neighbouring park
! ! ...Melancholic
My eyelids flapped like The wings of a frightened bird At the sudden intrusion of The long forgotten past,
Between Cradle And Grave
Life in all its Luring beauty,
Dreams at their tempting best,
hopes of reaching high for stars,
carried away in this endless quest.
From the arms of affection
to the embrace of death,
Transition comes with every breath,
and i count the days lost and left.