MARIAM

Harami, was what she was Since the day she was born Through the shadows of her burqa She saw the world Mariam, was who she was She longed to get out in to the world but life happened! Fate!It was what happened! Embracing the wrath of her dearest ; Laila and Azeeza Mariam. No. The harami walked And it was her last stroll on the earth When her soul was let to spread its wings She longed to fly to them. But, Alas! Even death didn't do fair to her.... -Amrita Lekshmi Inspired by Khalid Hosseini's "A Thousand Splendid Suns"