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Poems of an uprooted Butterfly (No:8)
by : a migratory girl It needs courage ! It needs courage to build a school ! It needs courage to touch children’s hearts ! It needs courage to welcome homelessness ! It needs courage to stand with us in one line ! It needs courage to open an educational house ! It needs courage … Continue reading Poems of an uprooted Butterfly (No:8) → Continue reading
Poems of an uprooted Butterfly (No:7)
a migratorygirl Every night, before sleep Every night, silently Every night, lonely I dress my harsh realities In dreams Every night, with my pen Every night, with my words I hug my dreams I review my story Every night, before sleep Every night, when all sleep In my silence, with myself I build with my … Continue reading Poems of an uprooted Butterfly (No:7) → Continue reading
Poems of an uprooted butterfly NO:6
How easy you ……. we How easy you left us behind How hard we continued the way How easy you faded our lives How hard we stayed displayed How easy you suffocated our voices How hard we broke the silence How easy you called us danger How hard we proved our peace How easy you … Continue reading Poems of an uprooted butterfly NO:6 → Continue reading
Poems from migratory girl to the world (No:4)
poems of a migratory girl Your eyes bother us It is not a drama film We are not actors Don’t be spectators Your eyes bother us! Trees are our shelter The earth is our floor This is a real scene You eyes bother us! Violence and humiliation Scorn and repression Don’t see us as criminals … Continue reading Poems from migratory girl to the world (No:4) → Continue reading
Poems of migratorygirl
No:3 Prison or Castle Is it a castle , or a prison? Are we human,or No statues? Do we live ,or just alive? Liggle , or illegle….. We can eat , we can drink We can sleep , we can wake up But, we are just alive Here is Ritsona Are we counted human beings? … Continue reading Poems of migratorygirl → Continue reading
The rose and the leave
Every One Can Love Rose
But
No One Loves A Leaf That
Add
Beauty To It.
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What I want from myself
I want to drink hot and colorful tea under the sun all the time. I want you to wash my dishes and dirty clothes. I want to tease all people on the telephone -with a private number. I want them to quit nazism¬rasism. I want to stop all bad accidents bevor they happen I want […] Continue reading