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şeirlər poems
RYTHMS OF LONGING
How it rained,
How the birds sang?
Turning into black spider
How could the sorrow spread net?
My God, what dream it is
Who meets me?
Who looks after me?
I don’t know, I don’t see,
I don’t feel...
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My daughters, my darlings!
I searched with my eyes
Through the spike like days
Looked back,
Looked ahead
And saw you.
And braided your baby hair
In the glass of my grief.
Damn everything!
I could not get used to life without love.
I could not get used to
Your dearest mother’s love...
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