My Heart Cries
We humans have invented so much
In the 21st century
Why can’t we discover
Our own pure hearts
Happiness
I touch the river and
I see how lucky I am
To feel its wetness
Winter of 2016 Filled with Snow and Terror
Most of the places in my motherland are also white from the snow, but the color of my motherland’s heart is black now.
Buddha Collapsed out of Shame
Nobody knew where the sound came from
Maybe that is the sound of the night owl
Or maybe the buzzing of a bee
You Left Me Here Lonely
Tell me what to do
All my dreams are about you
I Am a Woman
I am a mother raising my children
I am a women; a helping hand for all
As you heard many times
Paradise is under my feet
Daughter of My Motherland
They called me bawdy and humiliating
And they rejected me
Because I wrote clearly
The words that should be written
I Am Tired
I am the one of the children who grew up
Wanting to change the world
Everyone’s House
Let us know the earth is
Everyone’s house
Say enough to the war