The Force Of A Classic by Fiza Pathan Nothing works best as a classic to stimulate the mind of a student and help the individual to achieve his or her highest capabilities. However, we as parents, teachers & educationists should not in a way force the profitable habit of reading on a child. We must realize that, just the way we as adults do not like our government or … [Read more...] about ‘The Force Of A Classic’ by Fiza Pathan
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#Poetry ‘A Known Stranger’ by Fiza Pathan
A Known Stranger by Fiza Pathan I am not a lyricist but I do possess a pen Its blue ink pours out words of love upon the page Like the merchant who pours our crushed almonds on his rough mat I am not a poetess to the world But when my dear sonnet in human form came unto me Since then, I’ve been strumming the chords of my heart to tantalize my senses I heard once there … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘A Known Stranger’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘What Is Your Name’ by Fiza Pathan
What Is Your Name by Fiza Pathan Wet lips in persistent prayer answer me What is your mysterious name? Reveal your grace filled days of amour to me Caress my every wish in your tender arms But don’t keep this fleet adrift on the sea surrounding your heart Please dear, tell me your name Gleefully amass me as a gem stone in your humble abode Spend each night studying … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘What Is Your Name’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘The Scholar’s Pen Nib’ by Fiza Pathan
The Scholar’s Pen Nib by Fiza Pathan The somber flame leaps up from my pen nib’s nonliving chest Making me tell to you what remains untold. The scholar is sleepy and the cats have got their dinner So why run, let’s wait and gaze towards the fountain pen That sprouts out ink blue lessons of old. Coffee is served up to the table, rich and inviting for a taste Softly you … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Scholar’s Pen Nib’ by Fiza Pathan
#Poetry ‘The Monsoon Has Left Us’ by Fiza Pathan
The Monsoon Has Left Us The monsoon has reversed its course through the hills And I am missing the raindrops patter Along my way to the church door I see spectres of disillusionment which forces me to contemplate The communion of bodies does not invigorate my senses within The spirit is but a dewdrop glow upon the broken window glass I close my heart and pray with my … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘The Monsoon Has Left Us’ by Fiza Pathan