Abduweli Eisa

Rookie - 120 Points [Wapayi] (12th December / Xinjiang China)

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  • Weli Eisa Weli Eisa (11/9/2015 10:20:00 PM)



    Mother is a poem
    I read in fire
    Never will be end in reading

    Mother is a poem
    I saw in water
    Never will be ending in flow

    Mother is a poem
    Can put me in fire and in water
    Burn me and flows me for love

    From every midnight to every morning
    There is nothing, but
    Mother burns in water and flows in fire

    Lanzhou Yuzhong

    Aduweli Eysa Wapayi

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  • Weli Eisa Weli Eisa (10/8/2015 1:39:00 AM)

    The season will be dried
    Starts at your back
    From the busy steps make by people
    I do find singleness。
    Half of the summer fled in water
    I am singing sitting by seaside
    In fact,i have no idea how to sing。
    The walls going higher day by day
    Are the last gift handed us by drying
    The last time i put my bones in my breakfast
    Then fed the sunshine by them。
    From the devilfull melodies of the music
    I heard the roads crying to me
    Just for the drying
    I think i have to steal the nights from your dew in your forest。
    2015’ 9’ 18 Lanzhou
    - - By Wapayi


My mother looks like motherland so,
Her face under a mountain that covered by white flowers.
From her strong footprints,
From the moment she makes Nan on Tonur,
From the smelling of garlic she put on Nan,
From the dumplings she makes in spring,
I can smell the meaning of motherland.

Swept yard and opened flowers in the morning,

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