The Poetry Project

Afghanistan

Like An Arrow

Mahdi Hashemi Ghazni, Afghanistan, aufgewachsen in Iran It took a month: the trip That wasn’t a trip at all, But ...

Traces

Yasser Niksada Panshir, Afghanistan, raised in Iran Be next to me and seeWhat has happened to me.It is over, the ...

Berlin

Mansour Hamidi Kunduz, Afghanistan   Berlin means freedom. Freedom to go out alone without fear. I can do what I ...

Shattered

Nasima Haidari Kabul, Afghanistan   I was in the kitchen. Do you remember? You flung the towel. You shattered the ...

About Longing for God

Hamed Mirzaie Kunduz, Afghanistan   Faith is something that all people have within them Some people see religion as something ...

Buildings of the Future

Zahra Sharifi Ghazni, Afghanistan   Every building was once a simple sketch. So do not be deceived. Your Now need ...

Headscarf

Sarah Safi Kapisa, Afghanistan   I thought you could fulfil your wishes in Germany No barriers would be put in ...

Letter to a Girl Friend

Sarah Safi Kapisa, Afghanistan   Greetings, dear friend, Many days have passed since we poured out our hearts to each ...

With Fear in my Heart

Muska Karimi Kabul, Afghanistan   On the day I came to Germany, no one helped me I did not know ...

A Piece of White Cloth

Muska Karimi Kabul, Afghanistan   It makes no difference Which country she grew up in Which God she believes in ...

Responsibility

Jamal Abasi Herat, Afghanistan   Teachers can bear great responsibility With a few words they can shape you to be ...

On the nature of freedom

Jamal Abasi Herat, Afghanistan   Freedom is a fine word For which much has been sacrificed And which can harbour ...

For the children of my homeland

Elyas Balkhi Mazar-e-Sharif, Afghanistan   Early in the morning, I go to school. Children play in the park, they have ...

River of tears

Elyas Balkhi Mazar-e-Sharif, Afghanistan   Water can have many meanings Water can take many forms Waves of the sea Bend ...

Without You

Shahzamir Hataki Mazar-e-Sharif, Afghanistan Living my life here without youIs difficult, father.I am thirsty for your tears.And to cry here ...

Women

Samiullah Rasouli Ghazni, Afghanistan   When I say women, I mean real women, Those with eyebrows, real noses, and shoulders. ...

Only You

Mahdi Hashemi Ghazni, Afghanistan, raised in Iran We now see timesIn which you are there,And only you. You love and ...

Mother

Kahel Kaschmiri Ghazni, Afghanistan If only you were here, I would kiss your feet. I would bow before you And ...

Hopeless

Ghani Ataei Herat, Afghanistan They killed in the village before my eyes. Four days I could not speak. Four days ...

Tomorrow

Ali Ahmade Bamyan, Afghanistan Be calm, you say to me. Reminding me that you are still there. What will be ...

Love

Samiullah Rasouli Ghazni, Afghanistan If you love me for my beauty,Then love me not.Love instead the sun and its rays. ...

High and Madness

Shahzamir Hataki Mazar-e-Sharif, Afghanistan Love is a high and madnessAnd strange to the world,She sits there always, from dusk until ...

My Last Summer in Afghanistan

Kahel Kaschmiri Ghazni, Afghanistan was hot; the rays of the sun burned so much that I could barely work. But ...

Compassion on the Back of a Fly

Sadat Pana Sayed Kunduz, Afghanistan   In arrogance, humans are destined to fail, Because God does not love arrogant people. ...

What I don’t miss about Afghanistan

Somayeh Hasanzadeh Herat, Afghanistan   What I don’t miss about Afghanistan: The danger on the streets. In the evening, from ...

Is It a Crime to Be an Afghan?

Robina Karimi Kabul, Afghanistan   Is it a crime, to have been born in Afghanistan? Why do I ask? Because ...

Alone

Robina Karimi Kabul, Afghanistan   Alone in a room Alone in the dark Alone and without my family, I learned ...

Violence and Pride

Robina Karimi Kabul, Afghanistan   Do I not have the right to choose my partner? What makes an Afghan woman ...

Herr Friedrich, King of the Immigration Office

Robina Karimi Kabul, Afghanistan   Since I came to Germany I have met warm-hearted and malicious people. Well-wishers supported me ...

Syria

Damascus

Rojin Namer  Kamishli, Syria   How shall I describe Damascus? How shall I describe paradise to those who do not ...

First Home

Ahmed Tamo Amude, Syria   In Amude I was born I played football there Every day But my first home ...

Sheathe the Arabian Swords

Ali Alzaeem Idlib, Syria   Oh October, I will tell of Laila, of how she kissed freedom. Seven heavens attend ...

Portrait in Berlin Nights

Ali Alzaeem Idlib, Syria   The eyes of Berlin know my homeland. But does the city understand my heart? Does ...

Don’t Mention Me

Ali Alzaeem Idlib, Syria Don’t write That I am a refugee I came to you with a life jacket Without ...

The Green City

Ali Alzaeem Idlib, Syria   A round before eternity The green city With the branches of olive trees Showed me ...

Still Here

Alaa Aldin Khalifeh Damascus, Syria   We await tomorrow. What is tomorrow? And who will we be tomorrow? I left ...

I Am

Alaa Aldin Khalifeh Damascus, Syria   I am the traveller in the passages of Today And in the hideaways of ...

Time

Uday Raja Yarmouk, Syria   I am a Palestinian from Syria I was forced to leave my beloved homeland I ...

A Look Back

Raghdad Alrouz Damascus, Syria   A look back, back in time What was my life like? What was my childhood ...

Those Who Enter Are Lost

Anonymous Hama, Syria   I decided of my own free will to go to Germany. There were several reasons that ...

Tragic Heroes

Anonymous Hama, Syria   I have grown old, my hair has turned white, a consequence of the tragic events of ...

Decision

Anonymous Hama, Syria   When I start to write, it feels as if I am relating the personal experience of ...

Broken

Munir Hammoud Damascus, Syria   Why am I here? What am I doing here? Can I find safety here? I ...

Death Route to Europe

Safaa Kleb Daraa, Syria   We lived in peace, then war came to us. It destroyed all that was good ...

Free from the Past

Reem Burhan Az-Zabadani, Syria   The way to Wuppertal. It was unbelievable. Fifty of us at sea. The engine breaks ...

I Stare Back

Omran Fadel Homs, Syria   Arriving at the airport in Berlin. I am alone among 1,000 people. I have arrived. ...

Violence Like Stars in the Sky

Omran Fadel Homs, Syria   In my homeland there is as much violence as there are stars in the sky. ...

Not the Last Day

Hussein Kuafathi Syria   Eleven days from Egypt to Italy. Five stages, across land and water. I was so tired. ...

A Wonderful Evening

Hussein Kuafathi Syria   A lovely sunny day in Egypt. I was playing football with my friends. Suddenly, an angry ...

Misunderstanding

Bashar Abdalli Damascus, Syria   I am often with Germans. But I think we don’t understand each other well. Perhaps ...

Turn back the clock

Bashar Abdalli Damascus, Syria   Everything was planned Two months in advance, I knew I was going to Germany Friends ...

Flight

Rojin Namer Kamishli, Syria   I travelled for a long time. For days I walked. For days I sat on ...

War

Rama Janina Damascus, Syria   the war has begun it was fine before but no one escapes destiny fight or ...

Returning

Anonymous Damascus, Syria   at the airport a young man waited for his flight, saw the people around him and ...

Guilty feelings

Rojin Namer  Kamishli, Syria   Daddy, Mummy, do you really think I would not help if I could? Do you ...

Today I feel free

Robin Osman Kamishli, Syria   Today I feel free I may speak my native language: Kurdish I am free, there ...

Ethiopia

Home Is a Wall

Sadam Abdullahi Ethiopia   Home is not just a place. Home is where you feel at home. Where you want ...

Germany

Our Job

Emma Sörgel Wendelstein, Germany   Integration can change so much. Not for the worse, but for the better. Towards coexistence. ...

To the AfD

Sophia Grabendorfer Wendelstein, Germany   I am afraid. When I walk the streets and see blue-and-red election posters, I feel ...

Integration

Samira Diesch Wendelstein, Germany   Integration – a complicated word. Integration – what is expected from them. Adapting – is ...

Stranger

Lulya Yigzaw Wendelstein, Germany   I felt like a stranger when I arrived at the new school. I felt like ...

Winter

Rachel Ulrich Berlin, Germany   Five summers ago You were still there You said Rachel, take care Once in the ...

Lost for Words

Rachel Ulrich Berlin, Germany   In the mornings Sounds from the radio: Seehofer, Söder, AfD, Bavaria While my head compiles ...

Where Do I Belong?

Helena von Beyme Berlin, Germany   It is not a place Perhaps a smile A friendly word My place is ...

I’d Like to Say You Are Multi-Coloured

Helena von Beyme Berlin, Germany   Germany, you can be grey Your wind blows through narrow streets Through blonde and ...

The Others

Fiona Zühlke Berlin, Germany   Look, then look away again. Look how she is looking, but don’t look now, she’s ...

Arriving

Fiona Zühlke Berlin, Germany   Aohmadan nafasheshidan man miajam. Arriving, breathing, I arrive. Arriving sounds like rest. I have just ...

Broken Waves

Lene Teufert Leipzig, Germany   I have lost myself in the broken waves. In the past I often thought about ...

I Had It, It Has Gone

Lilly Friedrich Babelsberg, Germany   I am alone. I sit here and think. The house is empty. The room is ...

Where Boundaries End

Lea-Marie Stampehl Rathenow, Germany   Boundaries. Personal, geographical, moral. How close do I let someone get to me? How close ...

Paradox

Jana Mihm Fulda, Germany   It is strange How, after a certain time, You can long for something That is ...

No Word Is Right

Tamara Erlangen, Germany   No word is right. How can you express your feeling so well? You are so young. ...

Familiar Stranger

Zoё Matt-Williams Berlin, Germany   blurry, half-sleep thoughts of a plane landing and the scream of rubber on hot cement ...

Checkerboard Kitchen Tiles

Zoё Matt-Williams Berlin, Germany   I grew up in a hallway that scratched my feet but went on and on ...

“Other”

Zoё Matt-Williams Berlin, Germany   Hot summer day. Noon. The trees are sweating when my friend tells me he wants ...

Silent questions

Emma Defty Berlin, Germany   When they wait at the bus stop, I see the refugees who live in a ...

Refugees Welcome

Emma Defty Berlin, Germany   2015, summer, Berlin. We collect our receipts in the ice-cream parlour to reclaim the money. ...

Being a woman

Amira Gudegast Berlin, Germany   Being a woman is not always fair. Much is expected, and you grow up yourself ...

The Germans

Amira Gudegast Berlin, Germany The Germans are punctual, orderly and reliable. They work for society. They work a lot and ...

Where I belong

Lotta-Marie Titze Berlin, Germany   A large decorated door Behind it A very specific smell It is almost empty, but ...

At last

Moritz Palma Berlin, Germany   It happened at last. He spoke to me. A stream of joy pervaded me. His ...

MovingOutMovingOnMovingIn

Jette Albrecht Berlin, Germany   Moving out At last Because I can and want to and may And a little ...

Adopted home

Constanze Magnolia Shuruq Josting Berlin, Deutschland   When the plane lands The warm embrace Of your cold winter air greets ...

The Germans, the others

Constanze Magnolia Shuruq Josting Berlin, Germany   A Nazi – ∑ – a terrorist > Hey, tell me I have ...

You Are No Longer at the Beginning

Sophie Senger Berlin, Germany   In the beginning is injustice It gnaws at you Like the hunger that devours your ...

Breathe

Ronja Lutz Berlin, Germany   (Nafas kashidan, rasidan.) Breathe. Breathe! It’s getting better already. Better every day. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. ...

My last Summer in Berlin

Michael Krasnov raised in Berlin, Germany My last summer in Berlin was warm, The sun’s rays burned so strongly, That ...

Eritrea

Love Is Not Only a Word

Yohana Yohannes Asmara, Eritrea   I have already loved Love is not only a word Love is pain Love is ...

What Freedom?

Hayelom Stege Barentu, Eritrea   Freedom? I did not know it My village? My small world Leave this world? Impossible ...

Great Britain

Abandoned Port

Lara Williams Oxford, UK   The woman on the matted blanket examines me closely I blush under her gaze Why ...