Letter for my Homeland, Afghanistan - Nila Safi

National Poetry Month's 1st Place Winner, 2024


I remember the beautiful sound of Adhan that I used to hear five times a day

I remember the laughing sound of children in the hallways of apartments, I remember

walking under the long lasting trees on the sunny days coming back from school,

I remember the sounds of singing birds birds early in the morning to awaken us for Madrassas


I remember those days when we used to run away from the garden after chopping roses,


I remember those cold days when the city used to sleep under the blanket of snow,


I remember standing in the line for buying fresh warm Naan from the bakery when the winds 

were blowing,


I remember I was best friends with happiness, shouting with laughter, 

I remember the fresh smell after the rain, as if playing with my best friend, happiness,


I remember never wanting to say goodbye to the heart of Asia,

I remember I carried my beautiful box of memories with me, I remember my tears writing

the story of immigration, I remember not knowing how much I loved you until I had to leave

you, my homeland.