By Nazia Kamar
Abandoned the ship,
Left the crew.
I decked the halls,
Burned my walls.
yet I chose this cyclone with you.
But who's gonna know you like me?
And who's gonna love you,
if not me?
I broke the glass,
lit the fuse.
You watched the wreckage,
said it’s no use.
I wondered through the smoke,
just to find you.
I carved our fate in the tide you drew
But who's gonna brave your sea?
Who's gonna stay through the bleed?
And who's gonna hold you, if not me?
With the interest of writing and reading inherited by her father, it can be said her start as a writer was born from reading books from her father’s shelves. Nazia Kamar is a young poetess based in New Delhi, India. she feels greatly inspired by writers like Sylvia Plath and Fyodor Dostoevsky. her work mainly revolves around the themes of rancor, inherited anger, and internal attrition. at just the age of nineteen, she is already very focused on her goal of pursuing writing as a career.
