Humera Sultana

Rookie - 429 Points [huma] (Hyderabad, India.)

Humera Sultana Poems

1. The Wrinkled Dream 4/12/2015
2. Narcissus (Nargis) 8/25/2015
3. The Citizen 8/29/2015
4. Time Dunes 4/28/2016
5. The Awakening 4/30/2016
6. From A Master -To A Disciple. 8/25/2014
7. The Rose And The Nightingale. 9/6/2014
8. Tear 9/1/2015
9. Ants 9/1/2015
10. The Pilgrim 4/4/2015
11. The Sandstorm 4/6/2015
12. Eyes 4/20/2013
13. Touchstone 4/13/2013
14. Mystic Love 4/16/2013
15. Broken Heart 4/24/2013
16. The Epitaph 7/20/2015
17. When The Heart Cries 4/17/2014
18. A Soul's Endeavour 5/1/2013
19. Prayer 4/15/2013
20. Happy Woman's Day. 3/8/2014
21. Love Revisited 8/9/2015
22. To Makkah 11/17/2013
23. Seed Of Love 5/1/2013
24. Toys Of Clay 10/6/2014
25. Unrequited Love 10/10/2013
26. Memories 11/17/2013
27. Death In Winter 11/25/2014
28. Epiphany 4/6/2013
29. My Journey 10/17/2013

Comments about Humera Sultana

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (9/12/2015 11:36:00 PM)

    POEM 'TO MAKKAH' takes me into spiritual enlightenment, Humera Sultana I feel the bliss really.

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  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (5/10/2015 4:22:00 AM)

    Dear, I like your verses very much.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (5/10/2015 3:49:00 AM)

    Dear Humera Sultana, your inspiring enchanting flowery verses I keep in my heart.

  • Majid Ali Mohammed Majid Ali Mohammed (7/13/2014 3:35:00 AM)

    Congrats Ma'm for getting Ph.D. in English Literature by Maulana Azad National Urdu University. We feel proud to be a additional feather in your cap of achievements.

    Hats of for wonderful achievement in today's competitive era.

  • Raweya M. (4/24/2014 7:24:00 AM)

    Unrequited Love,

    is a romantic piece of glorified pain.. it conquers time.. and death.
    I believe one cannot go on living in peace or even happily without extinguishing this hidden flame within one's heart..
    My friend, your language, your tone and touch are transcendent :)

Best Poem of Humera Sultana

My Journey

Who am I?
I am the first cry
Of a new-born baby
Naked and utterly helpless
Wailing-‘Love me, for I am
Yours, Mother. I come from the
Deep recesses of a sacred womb.'

I am an intoxicating attribute of God
Whose oneness I utter in every prayer
I am the tread of every young and old
That hither to the call of prayer.

I am the quiver aroused by the touch of the beloved
The bruise on my beloved’s lips
A kiss whose lingering taste
Wakes me up to its moment
I am the glisten of the beads of libido.

I am the charm that hangs around your ...

Read the full of My Journey


Deep lakes
Little boats
Out to explore love
With eyelids for
their oars.

When lifted
Full of worship
Tremble with the
Softness of love
And the lustre
Of prayer.

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