Inside Burqa

cooped up in van

It hid my pouts and smiles
It made me fear what I want to see



She thought she’d spend her life serving him
Her four children sometimes full, sometimes hungry
She thought just be nice and obey.

Dried Flower

dried rose

Fear is my friend, love a secret I will not whisper.
“The walls have mice and mice have ears.”

Beneath a Mother’s Feet

heaven is under a mothers feet

Heaven is beneath a mother’s feet,
sing the Afghan men softly sing into our ears.

Advocate Banoo

Husn Ban Ghazanfar

Go ahead and break down all those doors,
closed in front of you. Remove all customs
that harm women in our society. Join
the sun’s light and smile in the face of all sadness.

She Is …

burqa shop

She is not a commodity to be hidden,
under black Hijab.
Worthless people do not know the worth
of others.

Under My Burqa


No matter, I’m hidden
Under my burqa.
I can still walk toward my dreams

A Different Kind of Day


The radio talks of successful women.
It talks of women in Parliament.
It talks of girls going to school.
Hearing this good news brings me hope.

Mother of the Nation


Uneducated, like most here,
In my poor province,
They cannot know
the woman as a human
In the village of life.

I Am an Afghan Woman


This story began from me
Me as a woman
Me as a daughter
Me as a mother
I am an Afghan woman