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
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