by Fizza Abbas
On my way to the Caribbean
I met a powerful hurricane,
the strong winds
broke the sunny spells,
scattered showers of rain
and put me to bed.
It was a long night,
I remember
I had dreamt all night long
but didn't wake up ever
to live that dream,
Now when I see the divers exploring me,
I smile for them
and get back to the bed again
to continue dreaming.
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About the author:
Fizza Abbas is a writer based in Karachi, Pakistan. She is fond ofpoetryand music. Her work has appeared in more than 90 journals, both online and in print. Her work has also been nominated for Best of The Net and shortlisted for Oxford Brookes International Poetry Competition 2021. She has also authored two books, Ool Jalool (Fahmidan Publishing) and Bakho (Ethel Press). Aside from writing, she runs a YouTube channel where she interviews poets and zine editors. She tweets @fizzawrites.
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