poetry

Season Of The Morning Star By Fiza Pathan The storm breaks and the rain wets The atmosphere in bliss. The peacock is awakened from his slumber And he dances with the thunder All feathers spread to show off A myriad of beautiful colours. I’m not a poet of the rain As I need it to hide my tears. I hide my crying in the rain And my screams in the lightning’s … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Season Of The Morning Star’ by Fiza Pathan

The Bed Of Heaven By Fiza Pathan Your faint voice makes my heart Want to leave my breast and run. Over the mountains, The region of the sages sings a song. You lie within the snow glaciers-frozen, And my chest melts your form into my arms. The bees hum their merry tune While the eagle flies high over valleys and hills. With my hands extending I cry out to … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Bed Of Heaven’ by Fiza Pathan

The Imprisoned Lover By Fiza Pathan I’m a prisoner of vices, And my cardinal vice is you dear lover. The bars hold me enclosed within To keep out reason and practicality. I bang my head against the stakes That makes me bleed, But does not make me forget. The ribs of the cage that hold me are too strong And love is the pole that cuts my chest. Why dear lover did … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Imprisoned Lover’ by Fiza Pathan

The Vicious One By Fiza Pathan Forever after and ever after you will remain with me. I'm a jealous lover and this heart of mine scorns at your latest delight. What is she, but an old hag trapped in a garb of a princess. I am hideous to your eye but a pearl hidden in the mud. I will devote my whole life to your service I shall drape my hair over your eyes and bow my … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Vicious One’ by Fiza Pathan