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MOTHER, is my first effort.
On January 18, 2017, my mother left this world, and on that day, along with my mother's care, the protection and feeling that my mother had given me in the form of a father over the years also left.
It has been a long time since my father passed away and from childhood till now my mother was the only being who was a mother as well as a father.
In this book there are many poems about mother, and some are my thoughts, ideas, emotions and feelings.

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Produktbeschreibung
MOTHER, is my first effort.

On January 18, 2017, my mother left this world, and on that day, along with my mother's care, the protection and feeling that my mother had given me in the form of a father over the years also left.

It has been a long time since my father passed away and from childhood till now my mother was the only being who was a mother as well as a father.

In this book there are many poems about mother, and some are my thoughts, ideas, emotions and feelings.


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Autorenporträt
My name is Sadia Khalil and pen name is SAZZZ.

I grew up in Pakistan and now live in England in my own little world, with my companion Zafar and my sons Zimar and Zayan.

My knowledge about poetry is very short, but I know that poetry is the language for me through which I can say everything, what I usually can say and also what I can't say.

I write what I see around me, what I think and what I feel.

I have been taught to write by some experience, some behavior, some emotion, some feeling, some memory, some talk.

Poetry makes me feel like I am not one but two beings, one who is here in this world and one who is somewhere else, lost in myself.