Plodding through the deserted lane
Under the cold mellowed sun,
Flanked with the sneer of
Half- ripe pomegranates,
The mind pines for the lost home,
Far away the alien highland,
In the swarming city
Under the vigorous sprawling sky.
————- Dr. Fathema Begum
This is beyond words ma’am! Though I’m more into fiction, but your poems lit up my soul and grasped the inner meaning of it….
Thank you so much!
Your style is very unique compared to other
people I have read stuff from. Many thanks for posting when you have the
opportunity, Guess I will just book mark this site.