My Heart Guilty of Treason

No, not in the eyes
Of my rival,
Nay, not in the mind
Of my enemy.
Neither in the
Intentions of foe,
Nor in the
Betrays of betrayer
No, dear, not even
In the fibs of fibber
I sniff my ruin to nowhere.
But; in the chambers
Of my own squalid & puerile heart.

~Ensha Zahrah

Related Articles

Phantom Thoughts


He -My Splitting Desire
Posted in: Poetry

The mountains and the rivers were both besides us that day We held our hands and thus the winters arrived His lips were then shaped like a snow canopy Upon which my holy lips trekked That day He became the first chapter I read in years What better devastation was he! Every ladder he took […]

Read More


Phantom Thoughts is an e-magazine which unlocks access to the world of never seen literature and art from the young and fine artists around the globe. Phantom Thoughts provides uninterrupted platform to all the writers and artists by showcasing their talent in its magazine.