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Keziyên Jinebî

Keziyên Jinebî

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Kürtçe Şiir Kitapları
Author
Gulîzer
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AVESTA0233
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Giraffe Publications
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  • Realm of virgin
    Every street was Golgotha to me

    So sacred, so wild
    Lots of my tears
    My eyes would stare breathlessly at their own dead bodies
    From the notes of your moans
    I would compose lullabies for foster children
    I wouldn't embroider handkerchiefs for my fiancé either.
    I am the Keeper of your ruins,
    Guardian of your ink
    I was the victim of the forbidden nail
    I couldn't break away from you
    However, you didn't lay a hand on my head for even a day.
    And he still wears that black belt that looks like a snake at both ends.
    You wrap it around your waist.
    The maidenhood of my life that you took without a title
    I want
    What other cause are you pursuing?
    Realm of virgin
    Diyarbekir

Number of pages : 80
The heart : Kurdish
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O... K... | 30/05/2025
Kürtler için yapılmış güzel şeylerden bir tanesi
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siparişler hızlıca ulaşıyor, kategori çok. beğendim.
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Sizlerden gayet memnunum emeğinize sağlık
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Gayet pratik ve hoş
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Hızlı teslimat sağlandı .çok iyi bir şekilde bantlanmış teşekkürler. Gayet memnunum. Xwedê we bihêle .
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Keziyên Jinebî Land of virgins, Every street had become Golgotha for me. So sacred, so wild. My eyes grew breathless with bundles of tears on their own dead bodies. I would compose lullabies to milk babies. You haven't laid your hands on my head, and you're still wrapping that black belt around your waist, which looks like a snake at both ends. I want the virginity of my life that you took without a title. What else are you pursuing, Diyarbekir, the virgin land? AVESTA0233
Keziyên Jinebî

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