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travelling round the world
perhaps in those places
not existing, won’t ever exist
the heroine of own fantasies
flying and exploring places
this impossible unreal imagination
is filled with filter and fascination
here life moves with a slow pace
the butterfly flies with its own grace
being carried away by it
like the lightest feather
like the fun roller coaster ride
all alone in the universe
still togetherness attached to the soul
this impossible unreal imagination
is filled with filter and fascination

~Simra

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~poem on empathizing with the needy

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I see injustice happening,

I see the beggarly living,

I see the child laboring,

Then their life turning into despair,

I can no longer stay normal

after witnessing such people,

Just like the candle melts when lit,

My heart melts too,

Unable to do anything

makes me feel guilt,

This inner pain that is caused within,

Is harder than a committed sin,

Even if I try to stop myself,

There happens to be a sting,

My eyes shed tears,

I make sure it’s not noticeable,

Just have a mission in life —

whether I am capable or incapable.

I want to help poor people

I want to help poor people

~Simra

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deeply disturbed

unable to figure out

what’s the matter

someone help out!

terror stream

flowing within

feeling blue

there’s so much to do

lightening mind

as if pretending

messed up thoughts

strewn everywhere

with some defects

life has become

that blank paper

with no color effects

losing interest

taking stress

found that way

having blurred footsteps

deeply disturbed

unable to figure out

what’s the matter

someone help out!

~Simra

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~poem on regrets

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When you commit a mistake

not with a wrong intention

but people misinterpret it the other way

When you become a little ignorant

but they don’t miss a chance to scorn at you

When you have a good image

but that single mistake adds a black mark on you

When you gathered courage after a span of years

but somethings happen your morale becomes low

There’s a way to forget it and move on

they’re some kind of obstacles

That come your way you learn by them

that’s what is said by people

But if you be in the situation

perhaps you wont be happy always

those thoughts of embarrassments

and those of regrets never cease to come

But the moment you are forgiven

I think you find your lost happiness.

~Simra

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Simra Fatima

Simra Fatima

a muslim girl who’s in the process of discovering herself, a nature enthusiast one who writes about life-her experiences, anything that inspires her greatly.