ode to my friends

wow! i've been writing so dark. so time to cheer up..i would like you to meet my gals.

i still hang out with my friends from high school. they are funny and unique bunch of people. we try to come together whenever i go back to istanbul. but, i'm not the only one living abroad. one lives in london. and the other is in africa for the last couple of months. the other six have been in istanbul for the most part of their lives.
it's been a pleasure for me to watch them grow in the last 20 years. but, it's not their careers, successful marriages, or great children that make them beautiful. it's the bond between us. after 5 years of not seeing one another (me and the london lady) we started from where we left off, as if we've been in the same room all this time.
we are so different from one another when it comes to idelogical or personal matters. yet we are very similar. we blend well together.
one is eternally depressed, the other is mercilessly trapped,
one is unbelievably positive, the other is incredibly spiritual,
one is social for some reason, the other is an ever-changing iguana,
one is breathtakingly intrepid, the other is painfully apathetic,
one is sickeningly loving..at the end of the day all of us are trying to get through the day.

poem of the day

i could never write serious poetry. whenever i tried, the first verse would be warm and sincere. second somewhat in the middle, then would give in to temptation to be foolish in an attempt to cover deeply rooted feelings. at that point i generally wouldn't bear to let everything hang out and the poem-in-progress would turn into something funny. i'm not a comic but i would add jokes here and there and close the blinds on the subject for another time. here, i would be very brave and put out a poem i wrote a while back.
p.s: i can't even imagine writing poetry in another language other than your own.
so..

nereye estigini bilmedigim ruzgar..
aklimi cel, kafami al, ama izin verme
birak caresizligime kol kanat germe
esintin icinde kaybet, bellegimi kurut
bogazin yanmasini, dilin kurumasini
gozlerin delifisek haylazliginda tut
alginin perdesi yok, cekmesen de olur
ne hissedersen, neye inanirsan odur
alacagini al, birak yaralari kanatma
uctum saniyor bu divane yandirma
ruzgarin seyrine kapilmak icten degil
seyri hos eyle, beni yalniz basina sefil