poetry

The Land of Buddha By Fiza Pathan I hate to say this but, the truth has to be told I long to go back to the land of the Samurai the place I left long ago. Misty fog covers the land of the red dragon and the mountains are plenty. But my sage like family rests in the islands of the Tao sages and that’s the place where I have to go. We are practitioners of Zen … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘ The Land of Buddha’ by Fiza Pathan

My Riddle-Like Heart By Fiza Pathan   My dear heart you have wronged me today by not allowing me to count the sand grains of my time I spent loving him. Instead, you made me ride on a white horse of truth towards the emptiness of my soul - without my lover I am lost like an Arab in the desert of lost souls. I raised my hands to you dear red heart but you … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘My Riddle-Like Heart’ by Fiza Pathan

The Heavenly Doctor By Fiza Pathan   My wounds are fresh reeking with dried blood stains on every part of my body but what Have I to fear for the Lord bandages my bruises. The God most holy among physicians washes the blood from my open wounds and Doctors me with a fatherly care. He understands why I had to inflict these cuts upon my flesh He understands the true … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Heavenly Doctor’ by Fiza Pathan

I wonder what came over me By Fiza Pathan I wonder what came over me when I cut my wrists to bleed to death the other day? I surely did not want to see the life force vanish and yet I scratched my tough skin mercilessly. Then I tried to call for help but the world was asleep when I uttered my sobbing cry. The heat of fresh warm red liquid decorated my palms which … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘I wonder what came over me’ by Fiza Pathan

Thoughts Of The Damned By Fiza Pathan   I’m tired of thoughts and about theories that don’t mean anything. My tears cry out to my empty soul that is plundered with ideas one after another to obsession. I’m fed up of the sobbing and fear of the noise - my body is chilled to the bone and my heart is nailed to the wall. I’m afraid of the sound and so I scratch my … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Thoughts Of The Damned’ by Fiza Pathan