Poetry

The Arabian Daylight by Fiza Pathan Red swollen eyes do I behold in the looking-glass, Veins of scarlet etched upon my iris so white. Now with a drop of blood from my broken dry lips, Will I sing to the raven this black hot summer. The journey ends here, no more can I scribble down Endless riddles of the outcast and the abandoned leper called true love. The day sun has … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Arabian Daylight’ by Fiza Pathan

I Will Love You Even After The Foreverby Fiza Pathan My paramour my true love my heart yearns the day,When you will take me as your own.Till then I’ll pen down my patient sorrow to the tune,Of every breath that you respire with your delicate mouth.Lover my own darling when shall I behold,The bond united in the face of animosity?When will your heavenly eyes fall upon your … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘I Will Love You Even After The Forever’ by Fiza Pathan

The Poet’s Song by Fiza Pathan The book of reason is ancient as the tide, To me it is newer than these words upon my lips. My pen deludes me as I compress its nib, Upon the breast of this tender paper. This is an unusual emotion of the poet in the hermitage, The verses I have penned are now full of logical conclusions to me. No more will destiny deceive me with its fair … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Poet’s Song’ by Fiza Pathan

The Weeping Poet of Suppressed Love by Fiza Pathan Look around everywhere you go; People are breaking their hearts in fragments of delusion. It’s insanity to follow the path of the sorrowful, Whose every heartache, burns and scorches his existence. But yet I will go on loving the wrong man, I will permanently burn my wax candles at his inglorious shrine. Wrinkles indent … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Weeping Poet of Suppressed Love’ by Fiza Pathan

The Corroding Loverby Fiza Pathan I am a discarded sculpture and I lie in seclusions turmoil.My face is eroded like a ruins surfaceI’m a misery unto my own person.I did not know that love could be so cruel,So full of wrath and indignation.But the day you flung the corrosive substance of gall upon me,I knew then that the core of love’s apple is only the worm of hate. Now in pain … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Corroding Lover’ by Fiza Pathan