Daisies & Thorns By Fiza Pathan The sparrows fly away into the distance as I open the casement of my mind at the dawn of a new relationship. I water the thirsty plants who raise their leaves so green to the sun and I stand looking at their greeting with tears in my eyes. The garden below is washed wet with the gardener’s hose and I then think of the old … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Daisies & Thorns’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘Sunset’ by Fiza Pathan
Sunset By Fiza Pathan The sunset beckons me to watch the tide draw inwards and to drown my anxiety in its cool waters. The ravens have lost themselves in slumber upon the banyan tree while the fishermen down in their boats beckon the dark sea to give up its fish. By my side is a stray dog asleep in this solitude of the uninspired mind. I rub his mite ridden body … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Sunset’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘The Poet’s Physician’ by Fiza Pathan
The Poet’s Physician By Fiza Pathan My medicine man examined my entrails today he stated that I have killed myself pining over you, my dear old lover. He plucked my heart and squeezed the life giving blood from it - what am I left with now dear lover but the bliss of an aching gap where my heart should have been. My doctor inserted the needles of bliss into my … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Poet’s Physician’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘My Lover’s Infant’ by Fiza Pathan
My Lover’s Infant By Fiza Pathan Why does my dawn break upon the horizon of your memory? Why do I remember you when we are apart? My appetite for food is lost and the privileged ones wonder where my ailment lies - no one will ever be able to understand what malignant illness has struck me; no one will know that inspite of the setting of many suns, I still love … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘My Lover’s Infant’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘Leave Me Alone’ by Fiza Pathan
Leave Me Alone By Fiza Pathan I can’t bear the sound of your thunder - it’s getting me down. With all this confusion, the whirlpool of my ocean is turning around. I can’t bear the noise in my mind of an erupting volcano - the lava is your gift to me, which makes my fingers burn. Stop pressurizing me with your questions about our relationship that has broken into dust … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Leave Me Alone’ by Fiza Pathan