Peace Is a Dream in My Land
I lost my pen in blood.
I lost my knowledge in ignorance.
I lost my way in a street filled with dead bodies.
Now, I Know
Now I know how you fought for education,
how you struggled to carry love and peace
in a world dedicated to hatred and warfare.
Away from You
When you feel lost you will find me in the sky
An orange moon.
My Afghan People
My people, my Afghan people
The world is watching
Together
The beautiful universe surrounding us
unable to express our feelings
we heard our heart’s voices
Hands to Hold
There are people to look at you,
But who has eyes to see into your heart.
Little Flowers
Our colors and scents will
turn our land beautiful.
The Window
Looking from my room’s window.
I see how my life is passing
But my days and nights the same
My Parents’ Dream Was an Education for Me
My mother was the principal of a girl’s high school. She filled our house with books and made it beautiful by teaching my two brothers, two sisters, and me.