YaseminB
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | MOTHERLAND: CALLING | YaseminB | 2 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | No Hand to Hold. | Ladylily | 13 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Tenerife | PoetonaHill | 3 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Unseen Threads | mcscraic | 1 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Her Name is Grace | YaseminB | 1 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | By the babbling brook (haiku) | TonyC25 | 3 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Spring | YaseminB | 2 | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Story | You Can't Pin Me Down | YaseminB | 1 | 7 years 9 months ago |
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Istanbul
Istanbul not Constantinople Who would have thought, this song would become a prophesy For today, Istanbul is for strictly for Muslims Albeit the...
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YUMAK AND ARISHA
She purrs I am a cat No make that mother of cats The supreme being The honourable Queen Her name is yumak The fist of soft yarn In Turkish Yumak is...
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Lady Macbeth’s Macbeth
Lady Macbeth’s Macbeth The asphalt glows. Bituminous no more. The tar is made of gold. This is what they told me When I arrived on these shores! I am...
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WOODLANDS
WOODLANDS The shadows of English oaks Are tracing the wind. We enter the woodlands Another world: Away from the traffic and bustling roads An ancient...
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