In the quiet ache behind my eyes when I looked at myself too closely. — Asra Amjad, Even the moon left me - poetry book about love Copy Share WhatsApp
by Asra Amjad
Poetry · 137 pages
“When others wore their bodies like they belonged in them, she was still tugging at sleeves, hiding knees, covering skin that felt too loud.”
“the world didn’t need to scream, it only had to keep correcting me, and i kept folding inward, reshaping myself until even my reflection looked like a stranger i was trying to please.”
“When the girls learned to laugh in unison, she was still trying to catch the rhythm.”
“Sometimes the answer is not in changed circumstances, but in a changed heart.”
“In a house where emotions roared and men stayed ghosts, I learned to survive by reading every room like a weather forecast.”
“There are women who suffer in silence, who bury their pain behind locked doors, who swallow their grief to keep the world steady for their children.”
“The silence I once used to stay safe became something else entirely, a weapon, a boundary, and a tool.”
Asra Amjad is a writer of deep silences and even deeper truths. Her work emerges from the intersections of memory, identity, and emotional survival. With Guilt in Gold, she offers her most personal…
“The truth is that no matter how much he longed for connection, he was destined to walk through life alone.”
“The pain strikes you like a violent cramp seizing your brain, sharp and twisting, as if something inside your skull is tightening with unbearable force.”
“My ego never allowed me to narrate the true pain of my heart.”
“My breath slowly became stable, and all of a sudden, the power was out; darkness flooded the room.”
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