Mina Poems - Poems about Mina

Every morning i grow up and define a bedouin Arabian i grow up and he remains the same, before the hazre aswad A tear and smile A TR, IU and then Triumphant Alas! Mina muse the leaf a!...

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Cauliflower- A translation from Ashif Entaz Robi Men may get possessed with ghosts, mine was a scope to cope with cauliflower. For an uncertain grief, I tried to brief with a rhyme that day On a winter day, I did not ask , my love , for a flower to thee If Time permits, please treat with a...

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Mina Verbena is selling her herbs in a cart that she sets in the road by the curb. If you’ve got some spare change, then she’s got some thyme, or a nice bit of parsley, for only a dime. Mina Verbena grew up in the ‘burbs, a seasoned young seller with plenty of verve. Her herbs are enticing, with spice and...

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Mi: Does God eat his boogers? Eu: No of course God doesn't eat his boogers. Mi: But I thought God could do anything. Eu: Well he could eat his boogers but he just wouldn't. Mi: So he does have boogers. Eu: I don't know, I don't think God has boogers. Mi: God can have anything he wants. Eu: I don't think...

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Gone. My Child. Sweet Mina. A life too short. Like a breath of air. A small gift full of love. Go home my angel, But wait for me, Dear Mina. I'll be, There....

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