I heard a voice and felt led to it, a whimper of a child looking at me.
Her eyes were like bright stars, but behind the light was fear and grief.
Doorways
February 2, 2012 Leave a Comment
Eyes of My Burqa
February 2, 2012 Leave a Comment
My legs too ashamed to walk
My long burqa sweeps the dust
I don’t know who I am under the tent
Chocolate-Flavored Days
January 30, 2012 1 Comment
Running like horses, jumping like deer
Drawing the sun in the mud
Counting the stars at night
Let Me Sit Near You
January 19, 2012 4 Comments
Let me use the dust on your feet instead of kohl on my eyes
Allow me to wash them with my tears and dry them with my hair
A Prayer for Grandmother
January 12, 2012 6 Comments
That would be my paradise.
I wish I had wings to fly there and stay just for few seconds,
see my Grandma, and hold her hands tight.
The Gift
December 26, 2011 6 Comments
Your faith in my future,
was the gift you brought from your homeland
Bedtime
December 22, 2011 2 Comments
It is like the sky rained roses
when I sleep at night.
My ceiling of tulips
Happiness
December 17, 2011 4 Comments
My parrot! With you
I fly in the mountains of happiness.
My pains will be the old story of legends
Champion of Myths
December 17, 2011 6 Comments
Where is my voice? I cannot look at a barefoot, bewildered child
in the wreckage of my land anymore. I must find for myself
how to raise my voice, how to smile with my high hopes.
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