Shogofa was born in Kabul and then lived in Mazar-i-Sharif, where she finished high school. She participated in the Foundation Studies Program at American University of Afghanistan. She hopes to complete her college degree and become a lawyer.
Get Up
May 17, 2012 3 Comments
My Afghan girl, get up
Don’t be silent, don’t be crying.
Take the pen, write your future.
Let Me Grow Up
August 24, 2011 1 Comment
Let me see the world
Why must I stay in a cage?
The victim of so many rules.
Hide
July 26, 2011 1 Comment
How hard it is to look at the time.
I don’t how it went so fast! Still behind—
How hard when I can’t stop the moments that mean the most…
Talk to Me
July 13, 2011 4 Comments
I am new in your land.
I bring my country’s story
I am tired from war.
For Last and For Ever
March 5, 2011 8 Comments
Today was the day I saw you for the last time—
you kissed me, held and hugged me.
I hoped to see you again, to sleep,
cradled in your arms,
but you left me for last and for ever.
Love
February 14, 2011 6 Comments
If love is all of life, then why today does an arrow pierce me?
I don’t know if I should laugh, cry, or celebrate
That I lost him.
The Mirror
January 25, 2011 32 Comments
In Afghanistan, it isn’t usually possible to have fun with men, and in some families, it’s really hard to laugh in front of men. But when Afghan women get together, they want to be happy and make each other laugh.
What Can I Give You, My Friend?
January 21, 2011 2 Comments
I hear you say quietly:
Love never takes. It always gives.
Still, I want you to know
Your love is my worship
If You Want My Picture, Pay Me
November 3, 2010 5 Comments
I’d like to smile, but I never try
I’d like to have a stuffed bear toy but I never have
I’d like to ride the bicycle but I never tried
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