Amor Fati by Hafsa Mumtaz In the library of my raconteur heart, I highlight the word, 'experience', and Plunge into the pond of my past, Holding the cobblestones turning them And gazing at its unruffled face, at the Satiny carpet under the waves in flux Where brushwood lies vitiating the pond, But I like the mess on the sleek mat Of patina covering the soil, slippery like A slime coverture. The mirroring palm Of the pond - a panorama of clouds Scudding and melting into a fire rainbow Of the moments stored in the vault of time. I see my faults searching for a hideout In these colors fighting each other. I strew on them the scraps of acumen That calls these bits of past I learn Plenty from, 'My mentor'. Hafsa Mumtaz, aged 22, is an emerging Muslim poet from Pakistan, and a graduate of English Language and Literature. Her poetry has been published in Visual Verse , The Rising Phoenix Review , Women’s Spiritual Poetry , The New Verse News , Poetry Potion, Autumn
Women's Spiritual Poetry