I Panic
I panic and keep myself hidden in a burqa
so you won’t sin when you see my innocent body.
Fed Up
Dear Allah
Are you seeing all your servants who
made themselves lord of this land?
These Days
These days
I am afraid to go on social media
I don’t have strength for more bad news
There is silence in Afghanistan
Bride
One wing for peace
Another wing for stability
Together they fly
Don’t Let Mother Know
Do pray for me
For I will die.
Nothing is left
Bye bye.
I Am Sorry, My Sister
I want to write your name in red
with black coal: Marta-yer Farkhunda.
We will rename the Shah do Shamshera
Farkhunda Road to honor your memory
The World in My Imagination
Some wear smiles
Some wear tears
Afghanistan My Poor Country
Where we don’t know if a good bye
will be our last good bye
It Hurts Me
When I wait on the street
and people judge me by how I look
because I am a girl