The Lover Remembers the Tragedy By Fiza Pathan I cannot forget this sudden tragedy-I’ll remember it forever till my twilight ends in the grave. I’ll remember my best friend who carved out my goodwill into a piece of raw meat, which she fed to the mongrel hounds of devastation. I will remember that my old love betrayed me, by courting with my best friend, which knowledge … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Lover Remembers the Tragedy’ by Fiza Pathan
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#Poetry ‘The Intoxicated Lover’ by Fiza Pathan
The Intoxicated Lover By Fiza Pathan What has covered my eyes with this haze like fog? Who is my master and who is my lover? Remember deceiver of women, that the art of love is very grave for your liking-it kills for blood, it hunts for truth, and it remains till one lies buried in the tomb. I have forgotten my name as well as my lover’s name-opium has had its effect … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Intoxicated Lover’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘A Prisoner of Eternal Adoration’ by Fiza Pathan
A Prisoner of Eternal Adoration By Fiza Pathan Why do you tease me with the sun’s rays in my eyes, When I want to hide in the shadow of my lover? He despises my very presence, But I can’t burn my incense, without his perfume fragrance. My lover hates me and has wed my best friend; What can I poor soul do, but lament day and night, Over loves tragedy-my tragedy. So … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘A Prisoner of Eternal Adoration’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘Old Love Follows The Lover’ by Fiza Pathan
Old Love Follows The Lover By Fiza Pathan I’ve fallen in love with the prince of verse, and we pen our words together on the parchment of our young lives. But even in the dark nights of the poet’s fantasy, when I’m in his arms-I still see your face, the face of old love. Old love will not leave me be, to ink my cauldron of magical words with happiness and gaiety. Old … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Old Love Follows The Lover’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘The Frozen Lover’ by Fiza Pathan
The Frozen Lover By Fiza Pathan It’s a cold morning after the winters break, But there is no warmth flowing from my heart, like a river in mid-spring. My soul is the land of the eternal now, and my heart has frozen in time. The chill runs up my spine, so cold-your words of hate however were colder to the bone. What was my crime, but to love you with all my heart and … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Frozen Lover’ by Fiza Pathan