POEM- 1
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PLACE OF BIRTH
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Dear motherland,
Many will be missed.
You look different to me
He looks at you not to throw away…
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Enjoyed your waters,
Rustling leaves.
The wide field is long,
Soils equal to gold…
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Towered with your mountains,
The field is full of flowers.
Miiras from ancestors,
The place of birth…
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Made an exchange,
A country full of eyes – my people.
There is a thirsty Aralym,
I respect my people…
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My veins are Amivy,
I pray for you.
I miss you in your lakes,
Duck geese Swan…
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Place of birth is different.
The garden planted by my grandfather.
I would be surprised if
If I come back again…
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If you love my hometown,
Praise me where I walk.
I don’t believe in your daughter,
My faith…
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My hometown is my wish,
Without water, the exhibition did not suffer.
A spoonful of soil,
For me, moisture is powerful…
Author: Zhansaya (Biibimaryam)
Utambetova.
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2.
Golden scattering in sunlight
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Autumn leaves fall together,
Mauritli sisip in cultivated crops.
Yesterday’s palapa flew away,
The sun shone like gold…
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The one who wakes up in the morning cheers up,
Avoid sunlight.
I remember the inspirations of four
The sun shone like gold…
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Brave stars at dawn,
Now it’s early morning.
Girls with hair combed
The sun shone like gold…
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Everyone is thinking about their dreams.
He also prays for clear skies.
Good morning my friends,
The sun shone like gold…
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Author: Zhansaya Biibimaryam Utambetova
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3.
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May is one my autumns feed
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In a place where no one notices,
We are close to each other.
Many people dream like this.
Take a look at my sad autumns…
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The years are long,
Listen to what happened.
The past days are a pain for me,
Take a look at my gloomy autumns…
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With your careless imagination,
It’s your right.
I am also in the mind of autumn,
Take a look at my sad autumns…
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Today I saw the person I loved,
Be nazaryu and we are close.
Young rode, I also gave tone,
Take a look at my gloomy autumns…
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As fate’s tricks are cruel,
Send me a gift as soon as possible.
Life tests or this place?
Take a look at my gloomy autumns…
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If I didn’t love you
My youth couldn’t find a tukin.
I wouldn’t say if I didn’t build
Take a look at my gloomy autumns…
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I was neglected on the edge,
Feel free to get to know us.
There are two hands to blame,
Take a look at my gloomy autumns…
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My dreams are shattered
I don’t care anymore.
Sad autumn called you,
I’m looking for the song “Divorce”…
Author: Zansaya (Biybimaryam)
Utambetova.
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waiting for you
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Don’t say it, you stupid bastard.
A devoted heart orphan branch,
They say that love gives a taste
I am in a hurry to put it.
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Be restless and burn like fire,
I will drink warm milk in winter.
I’m bleeding with my soul,
I am waiting for you.
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Rhino horned killer blood before eyes
I am an orphan.
He is the mighty ruler of the Ganga dynasty,
Come, my dear, I will wait for you with a flower.
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My hurricane shakes, the entanglements shake,
I’m thinking like a distant jock.
and wife of love,
i am surprised
Anyway waiting for you.
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