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  • hota_sia 43w


    Innocence adds up a charm to her beauty.
    Her softness will pour love to that's dirty.
    Aligning to her smile leaves baffled even the rivals,
    Her clutches could make you rise from the falls.
    Diving into her pure cosmos could tear up your flaws,
    Without her, your soul would weep for a loss.
    Her unjewelled look isn't a bother but your despair,
    Her unworthy rage is her void heart for your care.
    Her tender tears gets polluted with your ill words,
    Your shadow is just what she needs when in curse.

  • hota_sia 50w

    My self-esteem is much greater,calmer and serener than their slander and ego.

  • hota_sia 51w


    No, I don't believe in soulmates.
    Whenever you pass through my breathe,
    leaving aside you isn't a feat?
    Slowly splicing all my scattered senses,
    Pushing me out of those biased fences.
    Providing me a shelter underneath you,
    whenever my tears trickle down in flow.
    And when this strange,wild world shows his shoe,
    You're the one Mumma, who's gonna say"l love you”.

    Nalayak Beti:)

  • hota_sia 52w

    My Beautiful Evening

    Along with the rhythmic stream,
    Gazing at the elegance of every kind
    of trees questioning me what I dream.
    Tuning with the soothing warble of birds,
    Walking on the lucid straight road,
    Is that me who's loved the most?
    I said with a smile so broad.
    Oh yes! It's leading ahead forward
    splitting up the tiny greeny grass.
    Ending up the path,turning back my feet,
    heading towards the home again,
    leaving back my tears in vain.

  • hota_sia 61w

    Immature Love

    Remembering you.
    And the memories we had
    will stay with me forever.
    The unending pain that I tolerate
    will stay with me forever.
    Until I start with 'The late’,
    until I get down as my faith,
    until my heart stops to regret.

    I still go through the past diaries
    when your smile would capture my eyes
    that would kiss my young tiny heart
    and I felt alive in precise.
    I still remember your glittery eyes
    where I felt lost after seeing it
    that would praise my young soul
    to dive into the love you made it.
    I still remember those love-making days
    and those frozen legs of mine after your gaze.
    How can I forget that innocent face
    and all,that was a part of this phase?

    Haven't we gone so far from our childish past
    to our awaiting future, apparently vast?
    Haven't we been creating way for the ahead?
    Gone have the days,for that we both scared.

  • hota_sia 78w

    Hum chale jayenge

    Hum ek din yun chale jayenge,
    In sitaaron ke aangan me bas jayenge,
    Kuch khwaabon ko dekh hum chip jayenge,
    Phir yeh aason in aankhon me kyun aayenge,
    Haste gaate hi Zindagi ko kaat denge,
    Iss zamaane ko naa poochenge,
    In ishq ke laaho me bhi behjayenge,
    Apni ek daastan ko chod jayenge.

  • hota_sia 86w

    What you do today is a reflection of what you would be in tomorrow.

  • hota_sia 87w

    My Querencia

    Was driven by my life since babyhood,
    And was still a fool in my adulthood.
    Nothing non-ordinary did I kept with me,
    Until I stepped into my querencia,
    or else would have quarelled or flee.
    For which I gained my special friend,
    Now me and my life-just overspend
    time with each other, gossiping
    and all the sweat rises up or we fling.
    Has lovingly locked me inside a big jar
    of querencia where I write and enjoy
    smile with my moods, seeing the world as a toy.
    At the moment, I'm busy in my jar-planet,
    taking off my flight,sitting inside the jet.

  • hota_sia 89w


    Beeps are everywhere,covered within the road.
    People surely get credit, offering you all load.
    They point upon you,raise the faults in you.
    and with silence,you give whatever you can in broad.

    “Teachers are the second parents.”
    A thought followed since years ago.
    When people shout,now the teacher bends,
    as it has been a myth to let it go.

    The students are the ones,
    to whom they teach with all their heart,
    and those tiny dots learn to give their life start .
    And the students are the ones,
    who talk and spread rumours behind their back,
    point on them who showed the path where they lacked.

    They burn the midnight oil,
    extract the impurities from your brain.
    They try to clear-cut your mind,
    and won't let your hard work to spoil.

    The world has now changed it's direction,
    “Teachers are the second God of your life”,
    can be felt only in stories or fiction.
    Students now treat them as use and throw,
    Internet world has now become their addiction.

    This world has lost it's eye sight,
    Kindness gratitude has vapoured up straight,
    Darkness has followed them besides light,
    They believe not in hardwork but only fate.

  • hota_sia 89w

    I feel very sorry to say that we all actively participated in cutting down the tress but very few participated in planting more and more trees.

    #mirakee #mirakeepoem #siapoem #poem_by_sia #poemoftheday #mypoem #tressarelife #pod

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    O God! Have mercy on us!
    Standing before you with frail shadows,
    The empowering beauty of the heavenly Earth
    is being destroyed by your foolish fellows.

    Our planet is being cut, cut and cut,
    for logs for the elephants,
    for paper for the students,
    for treatment of the ill
    for all needs be sufficient.

    What can I do now?
    To overcome my pity and sorrow.

    Just crying bitterly that could anyone see,
    and some legendary would able to feel,
    that harsh moment happening with me,
    and could he able to heal.

    As you know many projects were introduced and taught,
    Still starving for the love and affection we sought.
    This stage of earth is very crucias,
    Please God! Have mercy on us!
    Have mercy on us!

  • hota_sia 89w

    The world's best smile

    Have crossed several billion smiles,
    Have crossed several billion bridges,
    Still unable to search for the one- a billion smile
    Still jumbled in a trouble tile
    Have she gone mad?
    In finding out the fade,
    Dipped inside it with an upside down smile,
    With eager eyes,“Which is the most beautiful smile?”
    She went down the lane,
    And sat under the pain.
    She asked it to her Mom,
    She chuckled,“May be the emperor of Rome!"

    Searched it here,searched it there,
    Searched it up,searched it down.

    Everywhere she searched but forgot to break one tile,
    In the mirror,she found the world's best smile.

  • hota_sia 89w

    Retakes and rewinds

    Could have been there some retakes,
    Would have concealed my musings from fakes,
    Would have gained some marks for grace ,
    Would have altered the chaos so made.
    Could have been there a rewind button,
    or the ultimate time machine of Doraemon,
    I would have slapped the depressed me,
    And just utter the two words, "Go on. "
    If so, the world gets dipped into joy,
    If so, the world surely gets filled,
    not with learners but cheaters.
    Humanity and Humanism gets killed,
    Man being transformed into litters.
    This cycle of tragic moments never ends,
    That's the invariable truth.
    Stand firmly and accept to the extent,
    That's what you can do it.

  • hota_sia 89w

    A lost fancy

    Such were those dawns,
    when I smiled with no flaws.
    Such random were those eyes,
    that only saw you but no cause.
    Rose up high onto the skies
    Still seeing you, my patience dies.
    Such lost were those ears,
    that followed you besides those fears,
    Yet still when I remember
    I get burst into tears.
    Such restless were those lips,
    ready to conquer the world
    with you and me as dipped.
    So sorry, it's now a lost fancy
    as my life just flipped.

    Yes, still my sore heart weeps
    when I get lost in those dreams.
    But so did you,that's the truth;
    I need to go to be far out.
    To relieve from it to the farthest,
    To revive into the darkest,
    To regain the broken soul,
    To retype my life as a whole.

  • hota_sia 89w

    This poem has been written by me when I was going through extreme frustration in my life.
    #poem_by_sia #siapoem #theoffensive #poemoftheday #mirakeepoem #mypoem #pod

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    The offensive

    Starving with hunger,
    The hunger for the freedom.
    From the world full of dislikes,
    Can I ever get relief from this kingdom?
    By jutting out of every edge,
    The world neglects every measure
    of my wishes, desires and dreams
    A tiny smile with an illicit sense
    has forced me down my limbs.
    "Sit and Read" simply it says.
    If disobeyed, the voices so raised,
    digging a pit for me and my- self,
    forcefully fixing me in those unknown shelves.
    Standing around, making me feel dry,
    Taking my mind off from my way.
    I feel the need to cringe a bit,
    Can I ever fly, being so freed?
    Nothing so left, except to clench my teeth,
    look straight with hunger and passion beneath.