Hands to Hold
There are many hands to hold your hand,But you’re looking for the one person who will hug you. There are people to look at you,But who has eyes to see into your heart? There are readers for your...
View ArticleTogether
Surrounded by silenceevery moment spoke to usbut we were silentloving to be together yet afraid to lose each otherwe remained silent as sky and earth spoke to us Time has gone by so quickly since we...
View ArticleMy Afghan People
My people, my Afghan peopleNot menNot womenNot any other ethnic group, butMy people, my Afghan peopleI am proud of youof our historycultureand strengthMy people, my Afghan peopleThe world is...
View ArticleAway from You
I will be away from you, my friend, but still around you.My soul will be with you—you will feel it.Close your eyes—you will see it.I will be away from you, and you will not hear me,But my words will...
View ArticleNow, I Know
Now I know Momwhy you sat and cried when you remembered your mother,why you sent me to another place to study, far away from you; I missed you.Now I know Mom why you cried when you lost your...
View ArticlePeace Is a Dream in My Land
I lost my pen in blood.I lost my knowledge in ignorance.I lost my way in a street filled with dead bodies. Peace is a dream in my land. Dust from bomb blasts cover me.Body parts surround me.I turn my...
View ArticleI Am an Afghan Woman
This story began from meMe as a womanMe as a daughterMe as a motherI am an Afghan woman I am an incomplete puzzle in my landI am an Afghan woman My name is in the booksYou see me on TVBeaten, burned,...
View ArticleDad, I Miss You
I miss you holding my hand, and teaching me how to walk. I miss my childhood with you; I miss your care, your love— I miss when you called me “my little mother,” I miss you making me smile when I...
View ArticleTonight Is My Night
Tonight is my night, Come with me, Tonight is a night for poetry, love, and honesty. I have my candle, my deep, dark night and the lonely moon in a big sky. My pen, my paper, So much to talk about, So...
View ArticleChild of War
Today was the 4th of July in America. Every one was so happy. As early as a month before, Americans start getting ready for the celebration. They plan cookouts and picnics and they are very proud of...
View ArticleWind
I want to live just like a wind, be free—fly in the sky with no rules,break the chains that bind me.I want to live my life like a tree—grow without limitation,bloom with no explanation, regulationand...
View ArticleChange Begins at Home
I agree with the saying that change begins in the home. I believe that if we want to change a community we must start with ourselves and apply what we learn to society. I am proud of my Afghan culture...
View ArticleThe Woman in the Mirror
I hear you cryI hear youI see you beatenI see you locked in your roomI see you silencedI see you overwhelmed by unfairness But you rise again and againI see your power,I see without you the world is...
View ArticleI Am an Orphan But Not the Only One
I am an orphan, but not the only one.I lost parents, but I am not the only one;I beg for peace, love and solidarity;I don’t want war, and I don’t want a gun.There is war in my country.Red covers all...
View ArticleGrab the Pen and Write
Grab the pen and write and write,write from beginning to end.Write about injustice that happened to you.write about the pain that never healed. Write about the silent pain you can’t do anything...
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