I don’t judge people according to what they wear.
Be loyal, wise, and we
will support you through
all. You have given hope
to the eyes of the old,
the eyes of the child.
my life is turning like autumn
I feel as scattered the leaves
buried under the roof
Pakiza was born in 1987. During the Taliban years, she fled with her family to Islamabad, Pakistan, where she lived and was educated over the next 16 years. Currently, Pakiza works for an NGO dedicated to helping Afghan refugees who are returning home. She has been writing stories and poems since childhood.
I chose a person to love when I felt alone
May Allah forgive me for the decision I made
When your presence shined on me, I felt like a star
You made me laugh
Come hold me coz I wanna be yours
I am getting scattered
My feet tremble … I look back … blurred faces appear, my daughter and
the dreadful home. I chose her, and the dreadful home chose me. I smile as
if nothing happened.
The pain my love pounded in me
is like a stone, heavy and hard.
My love for him can’t lift it from within.