Poems from MariaIjaz
They have always asked us a question
Judged us like a book cover
And they expect us to answer
We’ve been through harsh times
Of...
I remember,
The tears in my eyes,
The red of my face,
The wetness of my hair from the rain outside.
I remember,
The paleness of your skin,...
Tears stream down
As she lies there dying
People run to her
But I can’t even say her name.
A dark hole starts forming
The next day
Her...