About Me

Hi, my name is Shahzad Sulaiman, and I’m a writer and poet from Pakistan. I’ve been passionate about reading poetry and novels since the age of 12. Many of those books touched my heart and inspired me to become a writer myself.

That’s why I created Sultan Of Hearts Poetry—a place where I can share my written poems with the world. These poems are deeply emotional and also entertaining, written to connect with your heart and soul.

I plan to post one poem a day, or one every two days if I’m busy. I promise you will find no offensive content, hate speech, or negativity here—only pure love, thoughtful words, and verses that can make you forget your pain, even if just for a moment.

Thank you for being here.

You’re always welcome here.

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