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"bax" poems
– Ata, üzümə bax gör nə çıxıb, Atası öpdü onun üzündən. – Atacan, gözüm şişibdir, bir bax. Atası öpdü onun gözündən. – Ata, yandırır günəş üzümü, Kəsdi atası günün önünü. – Ata, arılar incitməz məni? – İncitməz, qızım, onlar kimsəni. – Yağış yağanda saçım islanmaz? – Papaq geyərsən, heç bir şey olmaz. – Atacan, evə çox gec gəlməzsən? – Getmərəm işə, əgər istəsən. – Yoruldum yaman, dincələk bəlkə? – Çox yoruldunsa, gəl gedək evə. – Gec yatsam bu gün, küsməzsən məndən? – Mən yox, amma ay inciyər səndən. – Nə vaxt gedəcəm məktəbə, ata? – Az qalıb, qızım, həmin o vaxta. Qızcığaz bir an dayanıb durmur. Sual verməkdən zərrə yorulmur. Atanı güdür, gözdən qoymur heç. Baxır üzünə, qımışır bic-bic. Sual üstünə sual yağdırır. Nədir səbəbi bəs bu marağın?! Dəcəldir yaman, gəzir, axtarır. O öz gündəlik nəvaziş payın.
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Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 10:21 AM UTC
Nəvaziş axtaran qız
The warm water rushes through your hair. You look up, seeing the sun glimmer across the surface of the water. Your body propels upward, breaking through the water and into the cold air. You feel free. You want to take the chance, go near shore. You have nothing to lose, so you swim. Your mouth and under covered by the aqua water. You see men, working. Walking. You look at my your pearly white tail. You lean on your palm, sighing. You could watch them all day. Until a guy caught your eye. Dark hair, and a pair of dark eyes to match. His hair lays infront of his face. You watch him closely, the way his muscles flex when he picks up some type of square. A bax ? No No . Box! That's it. You were zoning out when his eyes moved towards you. You gasped, wide mouth. His eyes widen. You slowly back away, and when you see him walk closer to the edge, you swim away. Your tail flapping water at his face. You went lower in the water, you could see the faint figure of his face. When you said you had nothing to lose.. I guess that didn't mean that was your heart !
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Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 2:32 PM UTC
Under The Sea
Inter change able duet, imaginary song on imaginary waves of old AM Rain and country women Mmmm there musta been a plan there I swear what rain does to country women Had to have been planned by a God lovin' country mind Mmmm yeah musta been a plan there Rain and country women Rain and country women Rain and country women Mmmm yeah musta been a plan there I swear what rain does to country women Had to have been planned by a God lovin' country mind Slow, deep old Grandpa voice, early in the mornin' song, as the coffee comes t' life in the kitchen, drip-rythmic, life-goes-on song this next ok hummin and strummin the bax ok harmonic soft This song could go on and on since it has you know Grandpa listened, sittin' on the porch to the rhythm of the falling rain recalling the chorus and the break And Gramma told my pretty city born bride about MMM Hmmm right, that rainy night... there I swear what rain does to country women Had to have been planned by a God lovin' country man. Grandpa looked at grandma, and she winked.
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Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 1:39 PM UTC
What rain does t' country women