Aska has also composed a number of poems that delve into the emotions and experiences of the Kurdish people, particularly with regards to women's rights and freedom.
She uses her writing to give a voice to these important issues, and her poems “The psychiatrist”, “Dad” Object”, “Being a kurd”, and “ Say her name” are a reflection of her commitment to using her art to shed light on important social and cultural topics.
In her poetry work she is exploring themes of love, loss, injustice, or resilience, Aska's poems are always honest, powerful, and thought-provoking, and they have resonated with readers across the globe.
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Dad
Let me make you your fav chai
Don't poison me, I don't want to die
Tonight let's stay awake and look up high
Maybe we'll see a shooting star by chance
We'll make a wish and then we'll dance
Young girl, why you crying?
Don't you believe in miracles?
Life works your way when you're reciprocal
God, please hear me, I beg
It all began with his right leg
He couldn't even walk through the gate
How much longer do I have to wait?
I've stayed up all night and prayed
Stay strong, young girl, don't be afraid
Actually, say goodbye, the cancer has spread
Anticipating a miracle
Your pain was unbearable
You told me you were unbreakable
But the doctors said you're not save-able
You have to take away his pain young girl,
I need to inject his vein
His blood is not flowing
Sorry to say, but he's slowly going
Doctor, please do something!
Get his heart pumping again
It seemed like a game
But that's how it ends
I never got to say goodbye
And now 24 years have gone
by It feels like yesterday
We used to dance and play
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The Psychiatrist
I know you don't feel your best
But try to get some rest
Nothing's wrong with me
But I'll have a cup of tea
Take this medicine, it helps
I know your mind is somewhere else
I'm trying to catch a star
But it just seems too far
Maybe I should get there by car
Young girl, your dad is in a better place
No, you can't visit him in space
Doctor, please find another case
You can't make my dad erase
Young girl, his cancer was spread
He won't return, he's dead
Doctor, do you believe in miracles?
Life works your way when you're reciprocal
Get him out of your head
You still have a life ahead
Nothing's wrong with me, Doctor
I just love collecting saltwater
Do you still hear voices?
You know you can make different choices
We still dance and play
He even visited me today
You need to stay here longer
Soon you'll feel stronger
One, two, three, do it again
I want to play this game
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The Object
I thought life had just begun
But here goes all the fun
Suddenly, I lost it all
I had no one to call
This wasn't my life's plan
I used to love the sun and tan
You can't choose your destiny
Why do I have to dress funny?
Have a family and kids
No one would want you in a few years
Don't do acting, it brings us shame
Say yes, you don't need to know his name
He is a Kurdish man and has fame
Acting is just a game
Don't show your body, it's a sin
Eat something, you're so thin
You don't need friends, you have me
Don't study, no one cares about your degree
Stay home, cook and clean
Don't make me create a scene
Don't complain, this isn't even mean
I must punish you for being on screen
Okay, I'm sorry, don't go
Let's start again, but slow
Did you ask me for permission?
You know I make all the decisions
Who will want you if you leave?
Do you really believe you'll achieve?
Sorry again, please don't go
I want you, but you are so low
It's all your fault
I only asked for salt
This something we can get through
But I've already met someone new
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Being A Kurd
When you have nowhere to call home
For so long we have been on our own
Feeling left out and alone
To the world we’ve always been unknown Hello? We exist and we are Kurds
For so many years we’ve been unheard
Peshmergas fought for our land
Their families ended up in sand
Kill the Kurds was the command
Bombing Kurdistan was planed
You have no land stop trying
Families getting bombed and dying
Newborn babies left behind crying
children running for their life
Kids getting shot at the age of five
Many others trying to survive
People getting buried alive
Kids hiding from fear
Coming out when it’s clear
Walking past each dead body
Trying to find their mummy
Mum stops the dead game
Dad why do you have to do the same?
It’s hard to breath in this flame
Don’t leave me alone in this mess
What is all this red paint on your dress?
Taking away our rights
So many cold and sleepless nights
Staying in the mountains in fear
Where do we go from here?
The world forgetting about us each year
As we search for a new home
We’d be lucky if we make it to Rome
How can we not have a country
That’s how you live if you want to be free
But we are a big population
But what about our education
We have rules and regulations
This will affect the coming generation
Culture and language and music
We will be no one to the public
To make us no one was their mission
Dreams goals and ambitions
Forget it there will be no:
Musicians, technicians, clinicians
Physicians, magicians, decisions
auditions, visions intuitions….
How is this fair?
Having no opportunity to prepare...
Missing out and living in despair
Not being included with the world is hard
Nowhere to call home is harder
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Say her name
Standing in the entry of Haqqani Highway
several guidance patrols coming my way
We are the moral security
You are not serving purity
My hair is not showing
But they force me in to going
Pushing and grabbing me
I don’t think they’ll set me free
Leave her! why do you push and grab
She’s not wearing an inappropriate hijab
My sister’s hijab is worn appropriately
We never get stopped in this city
She is under arrest
Go away you pest
Punch him on his chest
I’ll handle the rest
My sister is innocent
I know she looks magnificent
Hit him hard
We are the guard
Leave my brother alone
Soon hell be on his own
Kiaresh is out of breath
They have beaten him to death
Take her to the detention centre
Don’t let anyone enter
In the van you pretty swan
It’s called a briefing class in Iran
Hit her hard
We are the guard
Please stop I am scared
There’s more to come be prepared
Please don’t hit me…let me go
Time to educate you like a pro
I feel dizzy, let me go
Let’s all line up in a row
I feel weak let me go
Hit her harder head to toe
I am dying let me go
Not just yet... die slow
May the word not forget this
Say goodbye with a kiss
Hit her hard
We are the guard
You can beat until I die
I’ll never say goodbye
Keep her legs spread
Make sure she is dead
Hit her hard
We are the guard
To the women of Iran
I am beaten but I won
Women Life Freedom
Zan Zendegi Azadi
Zhin Zhyan Azadi
Hit her hard
We are the guard
Hit her hard
We are the guard
Fight for your rights
As I follow the light
I am Jina Mahsa Amini
Say my name
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Serenade of Lost Memories
In the ethereal realm where promises reside,
Amidst whispered farewells, our destinies tied,
Through the vast expanse of fleeting lives untold,
We pledged to reunite, our love to behold.
You shattered my soul, while flames engulfed your core,
I, a passing phantom, watched you burn evermore,
Two strangers entwined, our hearts bound by fate,
Yearning for remembrance, as memories lay in wait.
Our souls danced, guided by a celestial song,
Yet veiled recollections haunted all along,
A paradox of recognition, elusive and unclear,
Aching familiarity, drawing us near.
In this cosmic tapestry, fairness is but a shade,
Promised to find each other, yet memories fade,
In the tapestry of time, we met as fleeting breath,
A glimpse of shared remembrance, in the face of death.
Tears welled, knowing we couldn't stay entwined,
Fear echoed softly, unsure if another life we'd find,
Yet your words resonated, a vow steadfast and strong,
To seek me once more, where souls eternally belong.
Still, trepidation lingers, doubts taint the air,
Yearning for another chance, a love beyond compare,
For in this fragile existence, hopes eternally bloom,
Where love's sweet reunion dispels all earthly gloom.
So I shall cherish this encounter, adorned with poetic grace,
A masterpiece of longing, where emotions interlace,
Yearning for the symphony of memories to resound,
Where our souls unite, in a love that knows no bound.
In the grand theater of life, our love shall persist,
An opus of devotion, an eternal amethyst,
For even if this world denies our destined embrace,
In the realm of eternity, love's glory finds its place.