Your Memory I Shall Treasure By Fiza Pathan Last night I dreamt of you again, old lover your smile was still bright as the noon day sun inspite of the lapse in years. Your laughter was still my greatest treasure even after so many years, but then my eyes opened and the dream dimmed itself back into my unconscious thoughts. But you are still with me dearest old lover just … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Your Memory I Shall Treasure’ by Fiza Pathan
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#Poetry ‘The Tempter’ by Fiza Pathan
The Tempter By Fiza Pathan The tempter resides within the soul of my immortal spirit. It lays there dormant, but when aroused it sends fires of oblivion to burn the curtains of my innermost temple. I can’t live with the tempter residing within my breast for the charcoal that burns my chest hurts me to cry out in pain to the Holy Ghost for mercy. The burnt part of my … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Tempter’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘I Met A Japanese Today …’ by Fiza Pathan
I Met A Japanese Today … By Fiza Pathan I met a Japanese today asking me for a lift to the Himalayas I took her to the land of Tao Te Ching and then she refused my humble company thinking me to be a swindler. Now I’m waiting in a coffee shop in Israel for someone to lift my spirits to the heights of the sages but no one wishes to take me home. So here I am this … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘I Met A Japanese Today …’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘The Roaring Tempest’ by Fiza Pathan
The Roaring Tempest By Fiza Pathan The thunder claps to the beat of the sorrow that cries out from the deep. The sea spreads out its wave like claws to drown the vessel of the mariner─ yet the night full of fantasies moans to the call of the one that braves the storm of the callous laughter. Where is the boat of the fisherman who risks his life to catch the food … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Roaring Tempest’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘A Poet’s Obsession with Blood’ by Fiza Pathan
A Poet’s Obsession with Blood By Fiza Pathan Tear away the hunger from your face and arouse within yourself the thirst for the force that creates life - the thirst for blood. Blood is the life said the prophet of the cross and its thirst begins from the crescent of the soul. Love betrayed me and my lover took my life force away. Therefore, I cling to the wounds … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘A Poet’s Obsession with Blood’ by Fiza Pathan