Aisha Sherazi

Rookie (London, UK)

Aisha Sherazi Poems

81. Islamic Perspectives On Haloween 4/3/2006
82. Demons Within Me 3/28/2006
83. Arafat Is Dead Now Let's All Be Friends 3/29/2006
84. The End 6/1/2006
85. Box (Being Controlled) 3/29/2006
86. Bickering About The Bathroom 3/26/2006
87. Child's Curiosity 3/29/2006
88. For My History Teacher 4/17/2006
89. Poems Don'T Have To Rhyme 5/5/2006
90. Woman In Glass Tower 3/31/2006
91. A Quiet Place 4/6/2006
92. How Poemhunter.Com Works 5/7/2006
93. A Mother's Seed Of Love 5/13/2006
94. Boy's Games 3/29/2006
95. You'Ve Made Me Aware 5/17/2006
96. A Perfect Pain 5/11/2006
97. The Conversation Of Dreamers 3/26/2006
98. Fear 3/28/2006
99. Communication 3/26/2006
100. Butterfly, The Creature Of Change And Survival 3/28/2006

Comments about Aisha Sherazi

  • Will Barber (12/13/2006 2:37:00 AM)

    Aisha is a national treasure. Durn it, she's Canadian. We could use her in Texas, don't you know? Anyhow, she's one mighty fine poet, eh? Talks about ice-skating and tolerance, eh? I wish she were a Texas national treasure, eh?

    2 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Preeti - is here! (8/17/2006 2:25:00 AM)

    Aisha is this super talented poet. Every poem of hers talks about varied things, each poem has a grand idea behind it and I love them all!

    Keep Writing!
    BTW where have you been? Miss your poems, do post new ones soon!

    Preets

Best Poem of Aisha Sherazi

Butterfly, The Creature Of Change And Survival

I grow,
I struggle,
I am not nurtured,
Nor cared for,
I learn the harsh lessons,
Of Life,
Alone.

Then,
Satisfied in my growth,
Having learnt my lessons,
I gain maturity,
I am ready,
For change.

I build walls,
Around myself,
To protect,
This change,
For change I must.

I hang,
Waiting patiently,
Change must occur,
For what else is left?

I push now,
I am impatient,
I have waited,
Long enough,
It is time.
I’ll show this world,
That I can survive.

One side of me,
Is...

Read the full of Butterfly, The Creature Of Change And Survival

Chasing The Wind

I’m chasing the wind,
But no matter what,
It slips through my hands,
It frustrates me a lot.

I’m chasing that scent,
It brushes past me,
Can’t seem to grasp it,
It wants to be free.

[Report Error]