Love

don’t ever ask for love
and never expect it in return
for what is asked is borrowed
and what is borrowed has to be returned

don’t lose yourself in finding love
for if it’s love, you will be found

don’t put up an act to be loved
don’t fall in love with an act
be bare and love the soul,
for if you can’t then it was never love at all

don’t forget to love
don’t love to forget
don’t forget and love
don’t love and forget

don’t start what you cannot take to the end
don’t make a promise bound to be broken

if you love,
don’t be afraid to express it
if you love,
then blatantly accept it

don’t equate love with authority
don’t expect rules to be followed
for love is wild
and all is fair

don’t be jealous in love,
for if it was yours, it can never be stolen
and what was not can never be given

don’t be afraid to let go of love,
people fall out of love
and sometimes, they were never in love

be caring in love
be sharing in love
let love make u better
let love be beautiful

above all, love thine self the most
for no other heart can love you as much as yours


PS. If you’re wondering why the lion image was used, it’s because i needed to post this poem but couldn’t get to what image to use. and well in the image there’s a lion and a lioness who could be in love which i hope or they could be siblings (in which case ig they’ll still be in love) but you get it. it does not give any animal kingdom related background to my poem.

Writing and posting after a very long time.

Thanks for reading,
hope you enjoyed

Nabeeha Sayed Shaikh

Letting Go

When once moments of joy,
become moments of despair
when quitting seems not like losing,
but rather letting go;
leave what u r holding
tight in ur hands
for once a wilful friend,
now seems like a captive being forced
it is not necessary to smile
sometimes, let the tears roll
it’s time to let it go.


At times as friendships and relations mature, their bonds grow old and retire, it is human nature and our instinct at these times that tell us it is our responsibility to hold tight onto these bonds and mend them, it is a desperate attempt that we give to preserve what was once treasured out of our fear of losing what once we cherished.

However these futile attempts might leave us more miserable at times.
When letting go, we do not only allow someone to leave but also make space in our mind. Letting go is not letting go the friendships that was cherished, it’s not losing the treasures or the memories preserved, it is only walking ahead with them.


Thanks for reading, bye
Nabeeha

Some days

It’s okay for some days to pass by
Without much accomplished tasks;
It’s okay for some days to just sit and see
Without much thought to appreciate beauty

Somedays will be lazy
And some will be burnt-out
It’s fine to take a break
And just lay in your couch

Some days there won’t be much to tick off
And it feels like a day wasted away;
It’s fine to zone out of the moment
To make moments in another space

Not all days you live; your heart will beat actively always (poetic reference only*)
Somedays it will be fast and somedays it will be slow (poetic reference only*)
The feeling of uselessness on you might grow
It’s okay to not have thought about others for a day

Its okay for days to not expect to wake up early
And its okay to binge watch late night tv (or youtube if you don’t have a tv*)


But these moments are momentary days;
with time they pass by
to pave ways for new mornings to come
and new days to be lived in joy

hence, some days sleep in
and wake up brighter and fresh
for tomorrow will be a better glory
tomorrow the sun shall shine more bright

and then spend time in smiles
shower your charm as you go by


I remember a time in last year; when I was overwhelmed; too overwhelmed for my own good. And from that time I remember the words my mom said to us on dinner table:

Whatever you do each day, give your fullest and do your best at it. Even if it’s being lazy, be lazy to the fullest. But then the next day get up and do your best.

_My Mummy

So it’s fine to be lazy, as long as you get up the next day.
You know we sometimes need a break from being our own selves and do NOTHING.
So it’s fine.

Bye, until next time
Nabeeha

To my future self

{Who needs cakes and disco when you’ve got a pineapple wearing sunglasses and a birthday cap party🥳🥳}

To my future self:

I hope you no longer overthink
To my future self i hope you’ve passed the long nights

I hope you’re still with the ones you love and
Still hold on to relationships
But also that u can still let go those that are gone

I hope u don’t feel like the only one holding on,
Now that they’ve moved on
I wish you can soon too

Soon u may learn to drive;
But before that i hope you realise the destiny of your life
I wish you know to steer in the direction that’s right

Maybe u’ll soon donate blood;
That’s good;
But wishing those bond by blood are still with you

I hope you can forgive the one’s who’ve wronged you;
And you can forget the mistakes of your past

I hope those nightmares no more haunt you
And that you look to sleep with slumber in eyes rather than a dreaded sight

When the breeze touches your face; i hope you smile
To my future self; i pray that you always smile

I hope everyday you look into the mirror and see a beautiful reflection;
Its ok u say; i hope u all wellness and joy

I hope you don’t exercise primary relationships where love is based on secondary relationships


This was something I’d written to myself sometime ago for my birthday, and it feels good to read it now.

Besides the last line being a reference to chp 2 of my sociology tb, the others mention things rather achievements that we must look forward to not only on birthdays but on every beginning that every morning brings.
These things are the mini goals that I wish we all can achieve.

Happy Birthday to myself and Bye!,
Until next time!
still Nabeeha

A different love story

She was a mammonite at best,
had greedy pursuit of riches

He was one of her acquaintances
And had a ventripotent’s quest

A contrasting pair
But they sufficed for each other:-

She was mastered in cooking the delicacies of the globe,
To feed him well the flavours of the world

And he was a man of decent fortune, enough to last a life,
To spend on all the gowns, she’d buy with his coins

So a simple marriage one day was held,
To unite both of them in Gods’ presence

Two days had passed since they’d wed
He was happy and well fed And She took care of his wealth

But soon like a storm came a shocking call
She picked it up and it took a toll
The man she’d married was in debt
Her dreams shattered and her plan had failed

Aggressive and mad and angry and annoyed
When his man came home,
She handed him a glass of wine
Sitting beside the ingle they drank
Together for the very last time

Their kirking now was into a funeral transformed
The couple who’d married and gone in a timwhisky two days ago
Now came in a car and in a casket engraved

With the same lips that she’d taken her marriage oaths,
She now recited his requiescat


Definitions:
mammonite: one devoted to the acquisition of wealth
ventripotent: having a large belly or appetite.
kirking: the attendance of a newly married person or couple at church for the first time after marriage.
timwhisky: light carriage for one or two people, pulled by one or two horses
requiescat: a wish or prayer for the repose of a dead person.
ingle: a domestic fire or fireplace.

Wrote this poem, with the use of some new found words,
Hope you liked reading it

Thanks for reading,
See you next time,
Nabeeha Sayed

creature

Those nonchalant smiles,
innocent lies and calming eyes
ask for my attention
as they prey on my ignorance

just a blink of an eye,
and only for a second the shadow reveals itself
before they once again put on their mask
hiding the creature behind the curtains

I look away
and those smiles turn into grievous howls
those calming eyes, dripping blood from them
yet, when i look back once again
the bright light blinds me once more
into believing what i shouldn’t be

keep your friends close and your enemies closer;
but not taught how to differentiate well
and they know this–
their spell of charm,
always succeeds in throwing me off guard
before i fall prey to their innocence once more
and like a predator, they devour me with their screeching growls

but life comes a full circle,
and they don’t know if they’re the creature
i am their end
i fall for the tricks of theirs,
allow them to get a little closer to me
they make plans and i give them the temporary satisfaction
i play my part so well
all the theatre lessons put into use skillfully
and they never realise that-
i am the cause and creator of their plans
they move like pawns on my command
demanding only my dumb look to give them a hint of their success
but i do all this
only so that I can devour their bits
then it will be my chance to play dumb
as they feel themselves go numb…


Thanks for reading;
Until next time;
Nabeeha Shaikh

Found Poetry

Found poetry is a type of poetry created by taking words, phrases, and sometimes whole passages from other sources and reframing them (a literary equivalent of a collage) by making changes in spacing and lines, or by adding or deleting text, thus imparting new meaning. [Wikipedia]

So I too decided to try ‘found poetry’ from a book that was the closest to me at the moment — My Psychology textbook;

Here you go:

"you will realise
each
situation
we all live at the mercy of our
destiny"

Here’s another one:

"emotions
we cannot imagine
monotonous and mechanical
purposeful and meaningful"
A snippet of my psychology tb

That’s it, Thanks for reading; see u around next time
Nabeeha Sayed 🙂

BEING AFRAID

Because nothing scares me as much as-
Empty spaces and abandoned stages;
Ignorance in my mind and;
Nonchalant smiles;
Getting out of bed and
Anxiety shivers down my spine;
Fierce anger and
Rude talks to acquaintances of mine;
Absence of comforting faces;
Innocent lies and;
Deafening cries.


Try finding a pattern in the poetry !

Feels good to be back to posting on Friday 👍🏻

Thanks for reading;
Until next time;
Nabeeha Sayed

Peace

Much romanticized,
peace of mind,
happiness; calmness
and heart at rest.

When all worries are done for;
when no thoughts bother anymore;
when time doesn't seem to run and
when there is nothing to fret.

Peace of mind is a mental state of calmness or tranquility, a freedom from worry and anxiety. Peace of mind is the all so heart desired state of being, that everyone wishes to have a ‘peace of mind’.

Yet however, I question if I would ever truly want peace of mind. It truly would be beautiful to be free of all worries and stress, but wouldn’t that make your mind a bit ‘plain’? Wouldn’t be that be less exciting?

With deadlines there is a rush, there is a goal. Deadline of preparing lunch before lunchtime, deadline of arriving at the bus-stop on time, all these small pieces might not exactly be considered as great deadlines, but I believe it is what keeps life going. Also when one has nothing on mind; one might get surrounded by the worry of having nothing to think about, thereby giving them more time to overthink and stay awake right?

Funny times, when we wish to be at peace; Peace is not a goal; it is not a destination, peace is in the moments of enjoyment, peace is in the belief that things will work out. One must find peace in things that one does, and not do things to reach to “peace”. Being satisfied is peace of mind; being happy is peace of mind; not caring about what others think is peace of mind.

Thanks for reading
Hope you have a peace of mind
Nabeeha Sayed Shaikh

My Parents

Their love story,
Lasted all along;
Because even though they’d fight,
They were always all ears to each other;
And even though they kept quiet,
They were always there for each other;
They knew that the other came with flaws;
But they never tried to perfect them.

Years passed by and many new days and nights they faced,
But every time rest assured they were,
Because they knew that even at times when the sun doesn’t shine,
They will always be by each other every time.

Now they celebrate years of being together;
For me they are an example of happiness forever.

Of course it’s not always smooth;
And there are days when things might not be too cool;
But each time when they need each other the most,
All the stress is forgotten and love always wins.

Today is to years of being together,
Over many difficulties;
It is to always being there for each other,
Over times of misery.
It is to making each other smile,
With jokes and laughs;
And it is to all the years of support.


This poem is dedicated to my parents who today celebrate years of being together.

Growing up, for me, my parents’s relationship has always been something to look upon, because I could see that no matter what, they were at all times there for each other and they made each other smile. Always together they cared for us.

So Congratulations and a Great Thanks to my parents for setting an example for me.

Sunrise or Sunset; They were always there for each other at worst and at best…

Thank you


Thanks for reading;
Until next time,
Nabeeha Shaikh