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written by: Dr. Nikhat Bano


This solitude is a kind of labyrinth,
where our souls are woven in a sequence,
where the wind whispers into our ears,
warning against an approaching tempest.

Behold! My deep sighs are deep enough,
to touch your heart's deepest coves;
Your gazes are such that it could pierce,
the rugged veils of my profane thoughts.

All these upheavals occur when I'm alone,
when nothing is there to hide behind;
Often the fluttering curtains dispel my thoughts,
when no one is around to lean upon.

But among all physicals around me,
your call sweeps across and reaches me;
Leaving a trail of sacrosanct scent,
in a pensive mood once again, it sends me.


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Dr. Nikhat Bano

Dr. Nikhat Bano

Dr. Nikhat Bano is an ESP (English for Specific Purposes) Instructor, academician, poet, writer, editor and reviewer. She has won many accolades on national and international platforms. She has been awarded International Community of Poets ‘ICOP AWARDS 2017’ in three categories ICOP Poet of the Year, ICOP Poem of the Year and ICOP Critic of the Year. She has also won ‘TEMIRQAZYQ-THE BEST WRITER OF THE WORLD, 2017’ in an international literary contest and later bagged ‘Pride of the Globe Award’ by World Nations Writers’ Union, Kazakhstan 2017.Currently she is a member of World Nations Writers Union. So far, she has authored one poetry book ‘Sonorous Words’. Most of her poems are merit awarded by renowned poetry groups, poetry e-portals and international journals and anthologies.
Dr. Nikhat Bano

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