I asked in the abstract market For a smile You cannot find, they said It’s not a season for it Is there a laughter? No way, it is too unavailable Who lost it So that you can find it How much does love cost? Its lifespan is short It’s so perishable, for a
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Crying, I blow your presence into myself The sudden frost, the scarlet cut in my palms, Which’s end is gone, end is far, end is blood, Is a phantom orchid in my lifeline At night, I string stars diligently around my neck, And sear the darkness with your dimples, Just to spite the imminent
Should I glow like the sun in the morning light Then this lovely Anatolia would integrate with my love Should I watch the world from the top of the skies Should I walk around Istanbul by taking on seagulls. As a shipboard hides love affairs Istanbul songs blow my mind I inscribed all my
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Sometimes I am not aware of my tagging along after the rain to get towards the depths of the forest. The silent, red forest in its remote corners I get lost all the time. Its trees are slightly wavy its pulse runs in its branches its leaves are squeezed in between the trunk and the
I was becoming a mill You were being a flowing water inside me We were grinding each other nonstop Out of spite to skylarks I was becoming a sea You were being a shattered silhouette of a boat coming ashore We were washing each other nonstop Out of spite to the sorcerers I
my face was wiped when the words dissipated the universe was cold; the songs were silent love would have come quietly and like a creased sheet it could have left you behind / and gone. my body would have become heavy, going deaf and blind blood would have oozed from the wings of
In the times where there won’t be darkness The stars of hope will be brighter The illumination of the moonlight descending on our eyes Shall shine upon the roads being walked blindly In the gouged out eyes of innocence Sleek stars shall glitter Down to which point would go this fire burning With the waves
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The doors were slammed Through the effect of being shaken Scornful words were dropped from those tight-lipped doors They inserted a monster inside my body at this house. I talked with and I befriended it Its name is the wall, indeed. It was mute I assume It taught me by maintaining its idleness How I
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I am a woman of non-ageing traditions I have loud mouthed secrets I am being beaten by the mallet of the harsh traditions a marking gauge is in my mind, and how many times these moral laws with thousands of sins make their ways? I am a woman with her fate clipped in the
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Let it be so Flowers bloom in winter in the absence of absence Let yourself be prosperous Whose journey is it Our upside-down stroke in the desert at dawn Beginning to talk to say it is the travel of the sand I know unusual stringing Rest in peace We should have with
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