Voice Of The Silence By Fiza Pathan Silence is my loudest scream to the oceans beckoning me to lament my lover’s transgression. Woe to this hostile environment of noise and clamour that strangles the throat of silence─ silence and solitude bring forth babes of holy orders so that I shall leave this world and carry my silence onward towards the land of the … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Voice Of The Silence’ by Fiza Pathan
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#Poetry ‘You Are My Very Own’ by Fiza Pathan
You Are My Very Own By Fiza Pathan You are in the sketch of the stars along the manuscript of the milky way my dear lover. Your water coloured portrait stares back at me to caress my gaze into the arms of your loving embrace. You still my senses dear lover and your handsome frame bestows upon my eye socket gifts of tender graces that I am surely unworthy … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘You Are My Very Own’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘The Insane Poet’ by Fiza Pathan
The Insane Poet By Fiza Pathan The world is screaming in my ears and the cosmos has hatched a plan against me. I’m wrecking my life with my own hands. I don’t want to go up neither do I want to go down─ my head is in turmoil and my nose is bleeding due to the pain in my brain. Get rid of the sound ─ get rid of the noise don’t keep on telling me that I’m in the wrong and … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Insane Poet’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘Snake Beast’ by Fiza Pathan
Snake Beast By Fiza Pathan You have my venom running through your veins and my fangs have turned a portion of your skin light blue. For I’m the snake beast, who has the body of a human, and a head of a serpent. My bite is deadly and my cunning knows no bounds for I am evil incarnate a vision of ugliness. Death by my hands is fatal as I congeal the blood into a chilly … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Snake Beast’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘Friends Of The Past’ by Fiza Pathan
Friends Of The Past By Fiza Pathan My waking hours slither around me like a serpent I can’t free myself from the venom filled past the past is deep and it is filled with rich blood which I want to bathe in. The wounds of decades gone by hurt me still I bleed my tears with sad remorse about the things that are long gone. I remember old friends who have turned away … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Friends Of The Past’ by Fiza Pathan