Myra Ahmad's Writings
I vividly recall those daysWhen childhood ruled my worldGoing over to friend’s housesClimbing on trees; hidden in leavesSneaking ripe guavas in our pocketsAnd then running away; laughingAs the old man comes with a stickI still smile at sweet remembranceOf birthday parties and gamesThrowing pieces of cakes at birthday childBefore being turned out by the angry...
My name is Myra Ahmad. I like to pretend that I am a writer. I write poems and books. Mostly I rant. When I was in grade 7, I started writing poems and a novel in English. When I was in grade 9th, I became published. My novel The Gasp is a tragedy-thriller...
Causes Myra Ahmad Supports