Shakila Naz

Shakila Naz Poems

While my feelings
Sinking in agony,
My innocent thoughts
Bearing the torment...
...

My innocent babe, My little lamb,
You understand the rythm of beats tremble in my heart.
You feel the smell of my breast the way no one can...
...

Dear me,
My eyes are looking for you here and there
My heart wants to be loved and caressed by you
My hands die to be touched and held by you
...

Sanctified Pure Soul

They say you've two children and yet
My heart goes on telling me,
...

I wonder, if you know why does February exist?
Why Roman calendar needed to be changed?
And the year of ten months was rearranged,
Why the history of centuries had to face the twist?
...

In the time of loneliness
In my lonely room
I lay down in my bed
My eyes looking at the faded fan, aimlessly
...

7.

Where are the best musicians of the world? whose names are worth writing with golden ink on the page made by silver....

Ask them to listen to the rhythmic sound of breathes of this sleeping boy...
...

My sweet little angel, covered in snow
Who aimed this new bud?
What a brutal bow...
...

I feel at heart a deep adoration
For the valiant, courageous, and brave woman…

Who suffered like Jesus and stood out dignified
...

Is there anybody, so kind and generous
To give me a favor and let him know,
what am I going through?
Somebody tell him,
...

Shakila Naz Biography

I am Shakila Naz from Lahore Pakistan. A poet, short story and essay writer, columnist, article writer, a keen observer of nature, a very good listener, and a blogger of course. Here's link to my blog; https: //dewritethings.wordpress.com/ https: //dewritethings.blogspot.com/)

The Best Poem Of Shakila Naz

My Friend, My Secret Holder

While my feelings
Sinking in agony,
My innocent thoughts
Bearing the torment...

My little friends
Come forward,
To soothe my restless soul.

My pen, my friend,
And paper, my secret holder,
They make me pour
All my pains,
In the ocean of writing...

And I feel a deep relief,
And affection for them,
But I sigh...oh my friends
Sacrifice them for my sake...

My pen gives it's blood
And my paper
Sacrifices purity...

I never ever can pay for it.
I'll be your true admirer,
Throughout my life...
Oh my friend, my secret holder...

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