Nadia Anjuman
What should I do with a broken wing
Which does not let me fly?
I have been silent too long,
But I never forget the melody.
Since every moment I whisper,
The song from my heart.
Reminding myself of the day,
I will break free of this cage.
By from this solitude,
And sing with abandon.
I am not a weak tree,
To be shaken by any wind.
I am an Afghan woman,
It only makes sense to cry.
Nadia Anjuman was a talented Afghani poet who was beaten to death by her husband at the age of 25.
Al-Fatihah.