An Afghan Girl

Shahla Latifi

My unbarred thoughts,
the free immigrant birds of my childhood

My gleaming eyes, the bright light of Kohi-i-Noor

My soft lips, the glow of Darul Aman apple gardens

My hands, the strength of my mother’s heart

My passion, the winding thoughts of the village girls

My hair, the depth of darkness of the Pamir Mountains

My breasts, pure yet fully grown, eager and firm

My tongue, the mix of spices of Kashmir and Kabul

Each, one by one, separately
Shimmer through the true identity of an Afghan girl

Shahla Latifi
June 2022

  • Author: Shahla Latifi (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 10th, 2023 19:42
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 38


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