Your Charm
A bold and intense poem by Deeya. Your charm wins me round to pen fond memories, lotus blooms promising wind and grass I float, gather dust on a rotten...
From an Afghan Girl: Songs of the Dead
A poignant poem about a girl in a war-ravaged place by Deeya. I gather pollens from the air while among the rugged terrains- In this land the song of...
At the Namgyal Monastery
Deeya takes us to the serenity of monastery and weaves a beautiful story in this verse. At those shimmering heights fantasy gropes about in silver hairs weaving cobwebs of...
Wounds of Silence
A protest poem by Deeya against atrocities. Desires hold me prisoners scaling walls of atrocities tendrils of silence cloaks me in this vivacious sun I stand upon the bend...