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  • saimaalisid03 13w

    Last step

    Today is the day that my life will end,
    When all my hopes and dreams descend.
    I may not be dying, but I am one step away,
    And I know in my heart that I won’t find a way.
    Each day flooded with my blood, sweat, and tears,
    Suffocated and drowned in my constant fears.
    Choking on the life that I never possessed
    Drenched in the shame of what I confessed.
    Buried with the guilt that trampled me to the floor
    Then strangled by the hope that soon was washed to shore.
    Hung from the rope that was called affection
    Just to be stabbed by all things above.
    I’m suffering slowly by around so many bends
    With today as the day my life foolishly ends.
    ~Saima~

  • saimaalisid03 14w

    Her big brown eyes

    If only you could see the pain hidden behind
    These round brown eyes,
    You would realize the hurt caused by you.
    A heart so sacred, ploughed by menace;
    Her heart once a warrior of war, now as brittle as glass.
    Why is it that a heart so strong is never enough
    A woman is just a woman by being.
    The love it aches, the commitment it craves, why is it not enough being just a woman?
    She oozes bliss and magic, like an angel from the skies
    But why isn’t it enough to keep you by my side?

    ~Saima Siddiqui~

  • saimaalisid03 16w

    My broken wing

    Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,
    But what if they are a true reflection of what's in my heart?
    Weak, easily discouraged, and without pride,
    My escape to freedom denied

    I can never spread my wings and fly.
    I will never know the feeling of the sky,
    For these broken wings keep me grounded
    And trapped with the memories of how they once sounded.

    These wings are torn and tattered, no longer able to carry me.
    My heart, unable to dream of the possibility of being free
    And my soul, now a deep black abyss
    Waits silently for death's blissful kiss.

    ~Saima Siddiqui~

  • saimaalisid03 16w

    Final thought!

    A lavender heart so fragrant and sweet.
    You delighted in her scent.
    At what point did she become one of your discards?
    I’m struggling to overcome the insurmountable
    This darkness a depravity of my strength
    Just like the fireflies that gently illuminate the night
    The tender seduction of your skin on my skin,
    Felt as though all the stars fell from the sky.

    ~Saima Siddiqui~

  • saimaalisid03 16w

    Touch

    If you were to run your fingers through her soul,
    You would see a storyline of scars all stitched
    Back together by her own hands.
    And instead of judging her choices you might
    marvel at how she made all of her broken
    so beautiful and whole again
    She is all kinds of chaos and wild wrapped up in the most tender of heart.
    If she let you harbor
    within her heart,
    I hope you tread as though you are walking on sacred ground.
    She isn’t all heartbreak and sadness
    She is majestic, a bluebird spirit,
    She is poetry on wings unfold.
    Her heart may be silently pacing,
    But come close enough
    and you will hear the deafening sound of all the words left unsaid churning inside

    And all the ones cast,
    unable to be taken back.

    ~Saima Siddiqui~

  • saimaalisid03 16w

    Sparkles!

    I can’t shut my eyes because somewhere inside my mind there’s you.
    I admire you and all your stars, twinkling in your eyes like glitter under the scorching sun.
    I am blind of imperfections when it comes to you,
    Candle wax yearning for a flame,
    You are truly everything the stories are about, chapters of tripping over myself until you hold my hand,
    Paragraphs dedicated to your eyes,
    The Chapter goes on and on
    But deep within, you’re a mystery to me.

    ~Saima Siddiqui~

  • saimaalisid03 17w

    A world unseen

    She smelled of books and stories,
    Of all the worlds she had lived within,
    As though the ink had left the pages
    To find a new home in her skin.
    And you would see it in her eyes,
    That they were deeper than the ocean,
    She was a whole library of stories,
    That we’d beg of her to tell,
    For if there is such a thing as magic,
    Then it was something she could find.
    Her memory’s all faded,
    Like a book you have whole heartedly learnt,
    For even now we still look for her,
    In every book we read.
    ~Saima Siddiqui~

  • saimaalisid03 17w

    Puzzled

    I look into my mirror and
    See an unknown person-
    Fighting an unknown battle.
    With tears rolling down my pale skin,
    Like a dream of water in an ocean.
    Every thought
    Seems to be an unmatchable puzzle
    I wish someone could hear,
    All the words I want to scream.
    But you, my mirror
    Knows the warrior I used to be.
    For you have seen
    Every drop of tear wipe away my mascara-
    Is there no way a ray of light can pass
    Upon the storm rising in me?
    ~Saima Siddiqui~