Even though we didn’t grow up together,
we remained sisters forever.
Our bond they couldn’t break.
Our spirits remained great.
Being sisters they couldn’t take.
Tag: Poetry Reading
Beloved with Beloved, Poetry by Farzana Moon
Pilgrimage
In the temple of my soul
Is a yearly ritual
Like the rite of hajj
Going around Kaaba
Kissing the Black Stone
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