Tag: Romantic Poetry

  • Ode To A Healing Soul

    From my published book of poems, ‘On The Wings of SKY’.  

  • Bubbles – HAIKU

    When our bubbles meet They’ll vanish physically Being one in the soul.

  • Tender Is The Time

    From my latest collection of poems, here is an excerpt from one of the poems, Tender Is The Time. I hope you enjoy it. All feedback is warmly welcomed. In the brightness of the room, Within the darkness around my heart, Through the physical eyes wide open Sailing across the porch of mind’s realm My…

  • This Morning

    This Morning

    This morning, Like the morning before, I woke up with a heart Heavy with pain, fear and sorrow,

  • Easeful Death

    Easeful Death

    ©Seemeen Khan Yousufzai

  • Once Upon A Moonlit Night

    Once Upon A Moonlit Night

  • Updated: They Experiment With Life

    Updated: They Experiment With Life

    And they think they are in control, Their limited minds, do not know soon they’ll lose it all. They snatch an infant from the mother’s protective lap, Seeking to create innovative work borne out of someone’s mishap. They play like a cruel thoughtless child, That tortures and kills an insect to explore the side of…

  • A Twilight Adieu

    A Twilight Adieu

        Across the lake, In the sea of sands A soothing lazy breeze Plays with a sandy-hued lock of hair That has an independent spirit of its own. Away from the rest of its clan It dances wildly Like a sensual gypsy dancer Its wild freedom Obstructing the line of vision Of the intense…

  • To Serenity

    To Serenity

      I hear a crow cawing Somewhere farther away, My eyes scan the scene And there swoops in The grey-black murder Of three crows. They latch onto Different perches, Away from one another, and me, With solitary silent stares Looking into the space ahead, Like me. No, they do not come With a bad omen…

  • Once Upon A Moonlit Night

    Once Upon A Moonlit Night

    Under the sleepy starry skies, Under the thousand drowsy eyes, The moon standing tall and wise Ushering in morrow, saying goodbyes, A hundred thousand questions arise In the deepest chamber where heart lies, As the wandering gypsy music dies… What is it, young heart? What is it that you seek? After a hard day’s labour,…