Thursday, January 1, 2004

Kabul Comments

Rating: 3.2

Oh, the beautiful city of Kabul wears a rugged mountain skirt,
And The rose is jealous of its lash-like thorns.
The dust of Kabul's blowing soil smarts lightly in my eyes,
But I love her, for knowledge and love both come from her dust.
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Mirza Muhammed Ali Saib
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Big Daddy 06 February 2018

Ms. Johnson Makes My DIck Hard

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Ershad Mazumder 26 October 2008

Hajaro salam for Mirza saab. Hajaro saal jiyo.

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, aryaindia 25 July 2008

I am totally in awe of this poem that is mystical and serene in its countenance and birth. Stunning write. arya

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