Tesem Ikima Poet Free verse

Afghanistan

I feel like Afghanistan
All the friends who helped me through my depression 
Have left
I want to leave this body I call home
Rather than wage war with my demons 
Strong and mighty
Smiling is equivalent to holding a plane at Kabul. 
I fly for a minute 
And drop back down into the abyss
Depression you restrict me like the Afghan woman now. 
But I will learn to love my body
And I will find my home some day

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Patrick ORourke January 16, 2026 at 6:19 AM very nice. I love you Bless you forever.

Beata Agustin November 21, 2024 at 9:56 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Julie Little October 28, 2021 at 6:02 AM Hello tesem! Great way to describe! Unfortunately, too many of us can relate. You are definitely not alone. I am glad to see someone young on here. Not enough poetry enthusiasm in todays generation. I am fairly new myself. If you ever have questions, need an opinion on a poem/story, need a proofreader or just need to talk to someone, feel free to soupmail me. Keep your chin up, and keep writing! Sincerely, Julie Little