Romance did not try to find the cure for loneliness
A child went to sleep without listening to the story
A book told about its dream ceaselessly
A vegetable gave away its taste without trouble
The tea brew itself pretty slowly
The late comer apologized accepting the blame…
The waiting one forgave immediately
Romance was not left before the door, and embraced
Longing did not hide, softly told what happened
Sorrow did hang about; hope did not get tired
The cloud didn’t visit the sun
The sea didn’t get jealous of the rain
Emptiness did not fool anyone
This time around…
English Translation by Mesut ŞENOL