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Empty Ink Bottle
- Sabina 'Sindhu'
The ink bottle, it was empty.
The Pen, it wanted to swallow ink
The ink and the pen
Colour Of Rainbows
Green are forests
Green was my childhood.
Poems Are In My Eyes
Although rose is red... or yellow,
my eyes are with tears
No rose blooms on my cheek
And no dropp can quench my thirst
I Was Lost Somewhere In Fairy Tales
An old woman,
Accommodated nearby,
Her stories I still remember
Gorgeous stories I gormandised
Bitter Song
Rain stopped at once
bitter songs of wild-plants stopped.

Songs have departed silently

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