All Alone
I visited the places in winter.....when everybody..used to visit in summer...I watched the waves of the seas....some birds...sang...far..far away...echoing in distance...................ı I visited the places...lonely..alone....when everybody used to visit in couples...hand in hand..heart to heart..snow had covered the dancing platform....no soumd of a guitar...no sounds of laughter.....two drops of tears oozed from my eyes........................! drank beer...where everybody drank soup.....after three ana a half lit matches...a cigarettte...I saw your face...unapproachable....and where everybody walked with you...I whispered your name three times to the sea......
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Every Morning
every morning...he takes his off...his eyes...from their places...clumsily...lazı ly.....as he...as he leaves out..and gets out of his dreams...then he...puts on his feet...counts his arms..and if his fingers are in teir right places and complete...he places his head to its usual place...he then takes out his stomach....pours some tea in it....and silently...goes out...leaves to work...there he takes out his feet again...his fills his head with many troubles....in evening he returns home..his lonely home...then counts his broken hopes...he leaves one of his feet in the kitchen..the other on the streets....then scatters his fingers in the house...then goes....to sleep...to dreams...
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Spring
the smoke
which is descending from the mountains
and scattering
is not the winter smoke from now on
look ahead..
in the mist as soft as a child's hand
the grafting cloth of the rose trunks
are wet now in damps
the scars of the pruned trees are healing
in the bare limbs half asleep
but still neither a sprout or a leaflet
the embers have not fallen yet
it rained all night
like singing a victory song in showers
and now still
it is drizzling slightly brave and warm
more and more
and smiling like a brother
but it is still possible
of the south winds to blow again
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Oh!
OH! let the lighting clouds come instantly
from the snowy summit of the Mount Stake
and let the scythe
come into the blonde hair of the wheat scything
and i have put the sedge
on the rainless back of the field
from the cloud
we sowed the field together with my mother
my sister pruned the grass in needy
and suckled there her newly born baby
OH! the endlees winter of 72
OH! come and warm everwhere and us a little bit
let my melancholic love spring up from my bed
I have three ears of wheat
at the large thrashing field of my village
let the rain and the days sunny
spread everywhere their beauty
I do not want too much
let unbind the infertility of the sky
guard and save our winter provisions
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How Severe Is The Winter There
what a severe winter
wild..white...cold and frozen
my slum childhood is oozing
from the roofs and fringes
and from the frozen ice sticks
hanging down
how severe is the winter
let the children play snowball
make snow statues and snowman
and put a carrot in his nose
and hide and seek
and pray never get sick
let the sky be all blue
where all the birds and white gulls fly
smoothly..happı ly..singingly
let all the birds perch
on the branches of a big tree
in the greenery..peacefully
what a sea
clear anad clean and indigo
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The Running To Spring
on a january day.sunny but cold
but no snow on ground
a girl was running to spring
jumping..hopping and springing..flying
as taken and opening a wing
the joy on her skirts
she collected and scattered
a girl was running to spring
hopping..jumping..springing
may be flying
as taken and opening a wing
clad in her best lovely dress may be
she was smiling
longing for a smile
ı smiled her
she smiled to me with her smiling cheeks
the girl was running to spring
some cats interrupted her way
she caressed them all
one by one..addressing each one of them
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Lonely Poplar
LONELY WHITE POPLAR
GROWING UP RAPIDLY TOWARDS HEAVEN
YOU ARE WAVING YOUR HAND TO ME
AND TRYING TO REACH SOMEONE ABOVE
I THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME NOTICE YOUU
ON THESE HOT DAYS OF JULY
DO NOIT THİ NK
I HAVE FORGOTTEN YOU
I EVEN KNOW
HOW MANY BLACK CROWS
CROWS EAGERLY AND OBSTINATELY ON YOU
NESTLING I IN YOUR GREEN
HOW CAN I FORGET YOU
YOU WERE MY ONLY FRIEND
WHEN I BROKE MY THIGH
IN THE COLD WINTER
YOU WERE MY ONLY FRIEND
I SAW YOU DROPPING YOUR LEAVES
I EVEN SAW YOU NAKED WITHOUT THE LEAVES
I SAW YOU LEAFENİ NG IN SPRING
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Walking Free
walking
is worth everthing
to tread a step freely
like a breath healhty
without fear
without help
walk and wander
as you can
ithat is the thing only thing
we must try to can
to can is my
french teacher's saying
but true
do everthing as you can do
when you could afford to do
there are many ways to go
thousands of lives
thousands of living
the ways you can
you can talk freely
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I Am Going
tHAT is whast you want
you meant
you wanted me go
and leave
that ıs alrıght for me
ıam goıng
and lkeavıng you
ıf you do not regret
and do not be sorry later
let us all happen
as you wısh
ıf you do not want me love you
ıf you do not fancy
to be loved by me
let everyhthıng happen
as you wish
the days ı have
lived with you
are enough for me
if ıt is very difficult
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Autumn
spring...summer...winter and fall...my spring has yet finished..what a pity..it is not so easy...to bear...to tear the years behind...no matter what you say...what you do...it says its farewell to you....even the mirrors..when you look and search yourself...says...uncle..uncle..to you..it is in vain....that is not a gain....you are losing something..and momesthing....used to it...nothing...nobody has managed it...yhere is the tornado..instead of the gentle breeze...your autumn is coming sooner or late....the last farewells are in minds and memories...we are standing in a row..rope tryin g to tow...when will the rope us tow..nobody know...autumn is fallingin my dreams...which sparrow has eaten..my last hope of living..and flew away.....where are the last tramways of childhood's spring...last tramways of hope...the snow of autumn is falling....that ı cannot..and nobody can cope...
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