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by rabbania: Dear God
http://byrabbania.blogspot.com/2013/08/dear-god.html
The sky smiles, and is fond of me, The stars twinkle and laugh with me, The seas spread out to embrace me, And send their waves to gr. A piece of wood adrift on the ocean , Tossed by the waves with destiny uncertain , Colour fading , into thin air , A breeze dying , oh ,. The poverty-stricken clan ( in a public hospital ). They line up in a queue, The godly doctor passes by, Has time for, Just a few, Each awed, longing eye, Reflecting years of. Buried alive (in support of single women's rights). Is a puz...
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by rabbania: the poverty-stricken clan ( in a public hospital )
http://byrabbania.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-public-hospital.html
The sky smiles, and is fond of me, The stars twinkle and laugh with me, The seas spread out to embrace me, And send their waves to gr. A piece of wood adrift on the ocean , Tossed by the waves with destiny uncertain , Colour fading , into thin air , A breeze dying , oh ,. The poverty-stricken clan ( in a public hospital ). They line up in a queue, The godly doctor passes by, Has time for, Just a few, Each awed, longing eye, Reflecting years of. Buried alive (in support of single women's rights). Striking...
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by rabbania: Clouded Souls.
http://byrabbania.blogspot.com/2012/11/clouded-souls.html
The sky smiles, and is fond of me, The stars twinkle and laugh with me, The seas spread out to embrace me, And send their waves to gr. A piece of wood adrift on the ocean , Tossed by the waves with destiny uncertain , Colour fading , into thin air , A breeze dying , oh ,. The poverty-stricken clan ( in a public hospital ). They line up in a queue, The godly doctor passes by, Has time for, Just a few, Each awed, longing eye, Reflecting years of. Buried alive (in support of single women's rights). And so t...
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by rabbania: buried alive (in support of single women's rights)
http://byrabbania.blogspot.com/2010/11/buried-alive.html
The sky smiles, and is fond of me, The stars twinkle and laugh with me, The seas spread out to embrace me, And send their waves to gr. A piece of wood adrift on the ocean , Tossed by the waves with destiny uncertain , Colour fading , into thin air , A breeze dying , oh ,. The poverty-stricken clan ( in a public hospital ). They line up in a queue, The godly doctor passes by, Has time for, Just a few, Each awed, longing eye, Reflecting years of. Buried alive (in support of single women's rights). But they...
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by rabbania: Moods
http://byrabbania.blogspot.com/2009/08/poem-moods.html
The sky smiles, and is fond of me, The stars twinkle and laugh with me, The seas spread out to embrace me, And send their waves to gr. A piece of wood adrift on the ocean , Tossed by the waves with destiny uncertain , Colour fading , into thin air , A breeze dying , oh ,. The poverty-stricken clan ( in a public hospital ). They line up in a queue, The godly doctor passes by, Has time for, Just a few, Each awed, longing eye, Reflecting years of. Buried alive (in support of single women's rights). That sin...
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by rabbania: Whatever Will Be ( written several years ago )
http://byrabbania.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatever-will-be.html
The sky smiles, and is fond of me, The stars twinkle and laugh with me, The seas spread out to embrace me, And send their waves to gr. A piece of wood adrift on the ocean , Tossed by the waves with destiny uncertain , Colour fading , into thin air , A breeze dying , oh ,. The poverty-stricken clan ( in a public hospital ). They line up in a queue, The godly doctor passes by, Has time for, Just a few, Each awed, longing eye, Reflecting years of. Buried alive (in support of single women's rights). Will eve...
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by rabbania: The UnReal
http://byrabbania.blogspot.com/2009/12/wandering-thoughts-phantoms.html
The sky smiles, and is fond of me, The stars twinkle and laugh with me, The seas spread out to embrace me, And send their waves to gr. A piece of wood adrift on the ocean , Tossed by the waves with destiny uncertain , Colour fading , into thin air , A breeze dying , oh ,. The poverty-stricken clan ( in a public hospital ). They line up in a queue, The godly doctor passes by, Has time for, Just a few, Each awed, longing eye, Reflecting years of. Buried alive (in support of single women's rights). Suddenly...
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by rabbania: The Message
http://byrabbania.blogspot.com/2010/01/message.html
The sky smiles, and is fond of me, The stars twinkle and laugh with me, The seas spread out to embrace me, And send their waves to gr. A piece of wood adrift on the ocean , Tossed by the waves with destiny uncertain , Colour fading , into thin air , A breeze dying , oh ,. The poverty-stricken clan ( in a public hospital ). They line up in a queue, The godly doctor passes by, Has time for, Just a few, Each awed, longing eye, Reflecting years of. Buried alive (in support of single women's rights). Suddenly...