Shahzia Batool

Veteran Poet - 1,258 Points (Pakistan)

Shahzia Batool Poems

1. Acrostic-Poetry! 5/28/2015
2. A Charming Carnelian Ring! ! ! 5/30/2015
3. Vigils & The Mood Swings! 5/26/2015
4. To Sydney Carton! ...Love-Incarnate! 12/27/2011
5. Thank God! 12/20/2011
6. Encomium Ii (Urdu) 7/9/2012
7. Ek Nazm! 7/28/2013
8. My Vigils 6/8/2015
9. Haiku! 5/28/2015
10. She Will Sing No More! 6/15/2015
11. Limits 1/2/2012
12. The Golden Phase... 1/10/2012
13. Encomium For Holy Prophet S.A.W.W 1/26/2012
14. Quatrain! (Urdu) 2/6/2012
15. M.Phil ***(Urdu) 2/16/2012
16. Life! 7/31/2013
17. Grief Unites! 1/13/2015
18. The Wasteland! 1/10/2012
19. I Wish! 12/27/2011
20. Phantasmagoria: (The Nightmare) 12/29/2011
21. To Breeze! ! ! 12/20/2011
22. Love 12/20/2011
23. Ghazal! ! ! (Urdu) 6/27/2012
24. Hamesha Yaad Rakhti Hun! 7/31/2013
25. Mun Aangan Ka Mosum! (Urdu) 6/14/2013
26. La Budget Guillotine! 6/14/2013
27. From The Casements Of My Land (Ii) 2/26/2014
28. An Epiphany! 4/23/2014
29. Mushkil Hay! (Urdu) 7/12/2013
30. Shaam K Baad! (Urdu) 4/24/2012
31. Inaam! (Urdu) 3/10/2012
32. Time 12/24/2011
33. The Last Ride Together! 1/30/2012
34. Defining... 'Vibes'! 1/13/2015
35. Khwab Martay Nhi! ~(Inspired) ~ 7/24/2014
36. ~silence~ 12/29/2014
37. My Heart Is Slave Of Morning Scene 1/3/2012
38. To The Descending Sun! 12/18/2011
39. To Keats 12/21/2011
40. Answer Me! 7/28/2013
Best Poem of Shahzia Batool

If God Sends My Maa For A While!

I shall lay my head on her knees
Believing that God must have cured her arthritic joints in heaven,
Then she will brush my hair with her fingers
And I shall tell her all my soul suffered from;

I shall complain of the bouquet of roses
That pricked my hands despite the silk-ribbon
And scotch-tape woven around it carefully;

I shall tell her the tricks of the winds
Blowing roughly on me leaving all others
And of clouds that shower benign rain
On all others leaving me,
Though I stand under them with a bowl
In my hands raised skywards
Which stays ...

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To My Toys!

Those little sorrows and fears of childhood
those little joys...
all the fetching smiles and tears
all the little toys...
Where have they gone?
where are they now?
those naughty pranks and games and song
are nowhere found.
My heart is bound to have them all.

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