Beneath the sky of ash and gold,
The snow falls silent, dark, and cold.
Your voice, like waves, dissolves the stone,
A river’s grief, a heart alone.
A shadow weeps where frost holds sway,
The candle bends, its light gives way.
Between the breaths of night, I hear
A language carved from pain and fear.
And yet, the flame in time’s embrace
Burns brief, but bright—a fleeting grace.
Syed Farzan Nadir is a twenty‑one‑year‑old business student whose true passion lies in the power of poetry. Once dismissed by his parents as a fleeting interest, he discovered his voice in high school, drawn to vivid, hushed words and the raw emotion of English verse. Captivated by Sylvia Plath’s Lady Lazarus, Farzan now writes to bleed, to feel, and to find solace in verse.