I felt sad for you
Water cut, thin tyke, worried heart
The night burnt of Gaza, evening star
I cast an olive into a forsaken well
What do you say, would it reach Joseph? Why on earth
You are indifferent to the lament of the fig?
I saw pomegranate whimpered in the huge prairie
Date is 16 June, 201, fig and pomegranate
Wail: in Turkish and Kurdish
Oh, Phoenix, oh destitute people
I felt sad for you
The forest grown into the false
Translated by Mesut Senol
[From his poetry collection called “Yoktur Belki Ahmet Ada Diye Birisi” – Maybe There is Nobody Named Ahmet Ada.]