Arts
Preciousness
Oct 29th
Author: Rabia Khokhar
This poem is dedicated to my friend. Whose life is struggle right now. I remember when I first met you. We were so similar. We laughed for hours. We read the same books. Listened to the same tunes. We watched the same movies. Talked for hours. I want More >
To My Unborn Child
Jul 18th
Author: Rabia Khokhar
And,
Yes,
That’s the last thing that flashed into my memory.
The last thing I saw before I dissolved into nothingness.
I lost myself in a daydream.
Do you remember that Ferris wheel?
Gleaming with red and yellow colourful lights against the dark canopy of the night?
The first and last time the carnival came More >
Pun Intended
Feb 6th
Author: Sarah Usmani
I’m a war child. That’s right a war child, Just because the media makes believe that for myself I can’t speak, Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me, Don’t make me repeat my misery, I’m a war child, Yeah you heard me, A war child.
Because of the soldiers’ More >
Transparency
Jan 12th
Author: Elisha Syed
Amidst the orderly lines I’m here Small voices Multiple conversations And I’m here In unison But maybe by comparison I’m stuck Dumbstruck Maybe just trying to deny Maybe just trying to hide These tears in my eyes Because it can’t make sense to you For me to More >
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