Donated Blood By Fiza Pathan I donated my blood to him today and left without meeting him face to face. He was pale and cold to touch when I saw him as they connected us intravenously together. He was unconscious and didn’t know that someone was saving his life by relinquishing their blood to him. The needle pricked me hard and a few drops of my life giving … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Donated Blood’ by Fiza Pathan
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#Poetry ‘Return To Me My Heart’ by Fiza Pathan
Return To Me My Heart By Fiza Pathan I remember my agony every time I see your face in my nightmares which once used to be part of my sweet dreams. Your name is etched upon my chest with a blade so red with blood as if the liquid poured out in surprise to see me worship a human to adoration. But now the tide has risen and the dead have been cremated with their bones ─ and … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Return To Me My Heart’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘Insanity Has Struck The Poet’ by Fiza Pathan
Insanity Has Struck The Poet By Fiza Pathan Where does the ocean culminate within the blood clot in my brain? Where does the peal of the bell end along the goose bumps of my rough flesh? Insane I have grown in these passing hours that I've accidentally slit a part of my throat to fill a golden cup to the brim to drink. I have been therefore sick in the hospital … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Insanity Has Struck The Poet’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘Your Memory I Shall Treasure’ by Fiza Pathan
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
#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