Old Love Follows The Lover By Fiza Pathan I’ve fallen in love with the prince of verse, and we pen our words together on the parchment of our young lives. But even in the dark nights of the poet’s fantasy, when I’m in his arms-I still see your face, the face of old love. Old love will not leave me be, to ink my cauldron of magical words with happiness and gaiety. Old … [Read more...] about #Poetry ‘Old Love Follows The Lover’ by Fiza Pathan