poetry

The Red Sunrise It is a red sunrise that speaks of its faults to me,All day my thoughts seep into its blood like eyesThe vision of the sun drawn to a close. Red is the sun’s rays as it clothes me in its scorching embrace,The blackness of the dying star kills my very soul The aura of the fading glow so crimson. I was wrong at that time when I paused to drink the red … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Red Sunrise’ by Fiza Pathan

The Bookcase My dearest one, beloved of my soul – I love you more than any other non-living entity in the world, Your chambers are the places where I escape from cruel reality and in your cells of wood do I smell the odour of the ancients – you mean more to me in every letter of the alphabet, because you are my bookcase, my house of treasures. Men often change their … [Read more...] about #Poetry The Bookcase by Fiza Pathan

The Worthless Heart The numbed bleeding heart of my senses never knew how to fear separation, But your love enlivened it into animation and your departure from its dark red shores brought misery and silence. I picked up the red liquid from my chest and tasted its saltiness to season my sadness with your memory, For your recollection is my repast and your name I have … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Worthless Heart’ by Fiza Pathan

You Were Worth It By Fiza Pathan Violent have I become towards myself ever since you have married my best friend. I work like a maniac from dawn till twilight and then I keep up at night, not to ponder over the stars that shine to guide our path, ─but to cry a few tear drops to water my room with the freshness of your treachery. Then dear old lover I whip myself with a … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘You Were Worth It’ by Fiza Pathan

A Bottle Of Blood Red Wine By Fiza Pathan   My love and my dearest one, do you remember me in the hour of the dawning of our love long-lost to the vultures? I cannot forget you and your promises which were empty as this glass of red wine that I've been drinking. I drink heavily to remove your image from my mind but the drug like liquid acts as a stimulant to make … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘A Bottle Of Blood Red Wine’ by Fiza Pathan