The Spring Changed to Fall
The spring changed to fall
The big moon appeared small
Let Us Try Peace
Your sky is clear and serene with different stars
Mine is smoggy and dark because of wars
The Day the Houses Were Destroyed in Afghanistan
All during the night the bombing was heard from different parts of the city. As I closed my eyes it was near morning. The sight of the open window woke me up.
No Tears
Weather dripping with hate-filled clouds,
Like my resentful mind they cannot cry
The Lost Wallet
I dressed in the clothes my mother had picked out for me and I combed my hair. I had to ride on the back of my father’s bicycle because the studio was far away from our house.
A Dream
The charming breeze of spring caressed my face and made everything more attractive—the red and purple blossoms, white clouds and blue sky, the bubbling stream and chirping birds.
Winter Flight
From Kabul, we traveled by car until it was no longer possible for a car to make its way and then we traveled on foot.
My Society Looks Like Jail to Me
In our society, despite the long years of war and the ongoing bomb attacks in our streets, it is our own people who are the main cause of violence against women.
The Breeze
It makes dry trees dance
Swirls wild dust
Gives spirit and life to flowers like me