Shahzia Batool

Freshman - 963 Points (Pakistan)

Shahzia Batool Poems

1. Acrostic-Poetry! -new- 5/28/2015
2. Vigils & The Mood Swings! -new- 5/26/2015
3. A Charming Carnelian Ring! ! ! -new- 5/30/2015
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. Limits 1/2/2012
9. The Golden Phase... 1/10/2012
10. Encomium For Holy Prophet S.A.W.W 1/26/2012
11. Quatrain! (Urdu) 2/6/2012
12. M.Phil ***(Urdu) 2/16/2012
13. To Breeze! ! ! 12/20/2011
14. Life! 7/31/2013
15. Haiku! -new- 5/28/2015
16. Grief Unites! 1/13/2015
17. The Wasteland! 1/10/2012
18. My Heart Is Slave Of Morning Scene 1/3/2012
19. Love 12/20/2011
20. I Wish! 12/27/2011
21. Phantasmagoria: (The Nightmare) 12/29/2011
22. Ghazal! ! ! (Urdu) 6/27/2012
23. Hamesha Yaad Rakhti Hun! 7/31/2013
24. Mun Aangan Ka Mosum! (Urdu) 6/14/2013
25. La Budget Guillotine! 6/14/2013
26. From The Casements Of My Land (Ii) 2/26/2014
27. An Epiphany! 4/23/2014
28. Mushkil Hay! (Urdu) 7/12/2013
29. Shaam K Baad! (Urdu) 4/24/2012
30. Inaam! (Urdu) 3/10/2012
31. Time 12/24/2011
32. The Last Ride Together! 1/30/2012
33. Defining... 'Vibes'! 1/13/2015
34. Khwab Martay Nhi! ~(Inspired) ~ 7/24/2014
35. ~silence~ 12/29/2014
36. To The Descending Sun! 12/18/2011
37. To Keats 12/21/2011
38. Answer Me! 7/28/2013
39. My Scattered Thoughts Ix 8/3/2013
40. Fond Paradoxes Ii 8/30/2013
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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Come Back Home!

Come back Father!
come back Home!
see your daughter
come back home
request is long,
though words are meager,
heart is tired,
eyes are eager,
to see you again

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