Growing up in Karachi, my earliest memories of Ramazan are filled with the aroma of mouthwatering food and the iftari sent by neighbors, which we...
Leagerly wait for Ramazan, as it is my favorite time of the year. And no, it is not only because of the sehri and iftar feasts we all enjoy...
Not letting those tears drop, I made my own heart heavy ... I built a facade to make myself worthy ...
But last year’s bitter loving must remain ... Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide....
I have been reading Pride and Prejudice’s retellings for some time, which sparked my interest in the original work....
The feelings that you lost, and the lessons that you gained...Light up your path, and wear the chains...
The waves have become clamorous, and upon the bank in the shady lane the yellow leaves flutter and fall....
Sending waves of fearful questions to introspect as if we’re humans or have evil souls....
Wordsworth famously called poetry “the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings . . . recollected in tranquility.”
Especially when it’s from someone we still long to be with, Spending time with such souls wards off ....
For not letting you live the way you wanted. Sorry for those moments you smiled but for a brief moment....
The sea reaches our lower limbs .... And cover my little angel on the rims ....
I was angry with my friend .... I told my wrath, my wrath did end....
As I sang to the bird with feathers white and emerald green ... Every night the bird sat by my side ...
Healing my heart with truths and rebirthing the trust, gone afar from my mind...
My mind was totally leaping towards you, Eventually making your memories anew....
I am painted black from head to toe; the color of my ink ...
Not the blossoming of songs nor the adornments of music ...
I think I created you from the shadow of my soul ... Lurking in the creaks among the phantoms and ghouls...
Wilbur Smith is a famous South African novelist. He is a master storyteller renowned for his epic tales of adventure, historical fiction, and...
Fill me with your love, and release me from both worlds....
It can be termed as the creation of a word describing its sound. Some of the popular examples of words sounding similar to their meanings are roar,...
Here are two haiku poems we are sure you would enjoy ...
Done playing ‘this and that’ whilst listening to jokers by my side....
Just pour some more water and swallow your misery ... Nothing should give it away ...
we walk with the screams of children, and the groans of mothers pulsating over and over in our ears....
* Ezra Pound breathed through his nose until it was time to write – then he would breathe exclusively through his mouth....
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand ... A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame ...
And every laughter hurting my ear ... What’s that I have yet again to bear?
How you forget the once precious gift from an estranged friend....
They only want you once you’re better, and there’s no taste of tears on your skin ....
POEMS FOREVER ....
During his summer with the Shelleys at Lake Geneva in 1816, Byron suggested the group spend a rainy afternoon writing ghost stories....
From Raat yunh dil mein teri khoee hui yaad aayi, translated by Mustansir Dalvi ...
Jaun Elia has been called the “poet of pain.” Enjoy his couplets translated by Michael R. Burch....
The first letters of each line spell out a word if read vertically downwards, and the first letter of each line and the last letter make a word....
So I sat on this couch, with some coffee, holding a pen and paper ...
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest ... Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
Their gray thoughts, their strange thoughts ... Have made me sad and wise....
Assonance is the repetition of vowel or diphthong sounds in one or more words found close together....
But oppress others to give up what they believe in without a valid reason ...
Scream in silence because you’re only palatable with the right skin tone ...
'Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.'
Of self-forgetfulness, in the greed of love.....
Climate change is a very serious issue in the world today. This poem brings attention to the way humans are treating the Earth....
Some have interpreted the ‘cloudless climes and starry skies’ as a description of the famous dress that drew Byron’s attention to Mrs....
Excerpted from Dejection: An Ode by Samuel Taylor Coleridge ...
Poems foreverA grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear,A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief,Which finds no natural outlet, no relief,In word,...
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language ...
The German army adapted the machine for wartime use and considered its encoding system unbreakable....
