I Am a Sparrow

flying sparrow

Once more,
open the door,
and I will
be, I can
a success.

Every night dreaming
my future, imagining
my dreams—

I am a sparrow in a cloudy, stormy sky
I want to fly far away
I am a sparrow who never fled from a fly,

Today, I can’t resist
this storming
               stalling me.
Why can’t I go and fly,
what’s the matter, what my sin?

Being an Afghan girl—
(self-defense: resisting the situation,
raising my voice),

once more
I want to open the door
and go ahead!
How can I fly with this scar of a heart,

of relatives; I’d hoped to be like steel,
strong like a tiger
to reach my goals
I will never give up, I will go on and go on
once more, I want to open the door!

By Nelab

Photo by Richard Hurd.


  1. liz titus says:

    Dearest Nelab,

    It was a pleasure to work with you on the lovely poem. It is so intense, and so brave. The image of the sparrow is perfect. And I know you will never give up, you will fly.

    All the best,

    • Nelab Haidary says:

      thank you dear ms liz !
      i am happy that i had u as a editor its ur hardworking that i can make a poem .

  2. Dr Karen Dean says:

    This poem is beautiful! I love it. Thank you, Nelab.

  3. Dear Naleb,
    Your frustration is so palpable — a sparrow that yearns for the force of a lion. I don’t doubt you’ll have the strength to achieve the success you want.
    What a lovely poem.

  4. Dear Naleb,
    This is a truly wonderful poem! I can really feel your frustration at your lack of freedom. The comparison to a sparrow was a great choice. Continue to write as much as you can! I think you have a real talent.

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