The Red Rose By Fiza Pathan Oh, my wonderful red rose so pure and meek I bow to your beauty which mesmerizes with the fragrance of your smell. You have no eyes but your vision is good - you have no ears to hear but still you listen to my pleadings in the dark hours of our bridal night. No image can compare with your wet blood-red petals which send my heart towards … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Red Rose’ by Fiza Pathan
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#Poetry ‘Three Sanctuaries’ by Fiza Pathan
Three Sanctuaries By Fiza Pathan I hear the church bells ringing a heavenly tune to the altar of the infinite majesty. The bells remind me of my God whose message I have gladly kept to myself within the shelter of my bosom. The maulvi calls out to the people to come to pray the minaret heralds his cry even to the downtrodden in spirit. The maulvi’s voice sings … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Three Sanctuaries’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘Daisies & Thorns’ by Fiza Pathan
Daisies & Thorns By Fiza Pathan The sparrows fly away into the distance as I open the casement of my mind at the dawn of a new relationship. I water the thirsty plants who raise their leaves so green to the sun and I stand looking at their greeting with tears in my eyes. The garden below is washed wet with the gardener’s hose and I then think of the old … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Daisies & Thorns’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘Sunset’ by Fiza Pathan
Sunset By Fiza Pathan The sunset beckons me to watch the tide draw inwards and to drown my anxiety in its cool waters. The ravens have lost themselves in slumber upon the banyan tree while the fishermen down in their boats beckon the dark sea to give up its fish. By my side is a stray dog asleep in this solitude of the uninspired mind. I rub his mite ridden body … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Sunset’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘The Poet’s Physician’ by Fiza Pathan
The Poet’s Physician By Fiza Pathan My medicine man examined my entrails today he stated that I have killed myself pining over you, my dear old lover. He plucked my heart and squeezed the life giving blood from it - what am I left with now dear lover but the bliss of an aching gap where my heart should have been. My doctor inserted the needles of bliss into my … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Poet’s Physician’ by Fiza Pathan