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MY LYRICS - POEMS - PASSAGES
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31 Mar 2010 Wed 05:29 pm |
New onw for today ;
Mühürlü Kalbim
Benim dünyamsın, şimdi artık dönmüyor. Benim güneşimsin, şimdi artık ışıldamıyor. Benim okyanusumsun, şimdi artık mavi değil Benim ışığımsın, şimdi heryer kararıyor.
Değişse de herşey, güzel bir rüyadan uyanmak gibi Sadece gülümse sevdiğim,bahar gibi, Yalnız akşamlarında belki bunu hatırlarsın Sevdamsın asla değişmeyen, adım gibi, adın gibi.
Eğer bir gece parlak bir ışık görürsen rüyanda, Bilki o, aşkınla yanan kalbimdir çok uzaklarda, Özlemin yüreğimde, mühürlenmişim bir kere ruhuna, Gittiğinde ardından, dönse ne olur ki artık bu zalim dünya?
Cenk..
( i posted this to Translation section, i hope someones will help soon.. )
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511. |
31 Mar 2010 Wed 05:36 pm |
Here is mine (little contibution to the thread). It is a love poem - a very special one for a very special girl!
tempting love
when you are shining,
I think of you
when you are raining
I think of you
when you are storming
I thin of you
when you are smiling
you think of me!
(31rd March´10, Wednesday, 16:34, The World, The Universe)
Hehe! I guess this is my best poem so far! Your nice comments are welcome!
Edited (3/31/2010) by pagliaccio
Edited (4/29/2010) by pagliaccio
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512. |
31 Mar 2010 Wed 11:24 pm |
Here is mine (little contibution to the thread). It is a love poem - a very special one for a very special girl!
tempting love
when you are shining,
I think of you
when you are raining
I think of you
when you are storming
I thin of you
when you are smiling
you think of me!
(31rd March´10, Wednesday, 16:34, Basel, Switzerland, The World, The Universe)
Hehe! I guess this is my best poem so far! Your nice comments are welcome!
Pagli..you committed a poem...for me!!!it took you 4 min,fast you are)well,try...try...FYI-I truly smiled..but it means nothing)BTW you need to learn how to write good poems,Allen Ginsberg could be your master or Edward Stachura......
birdy,22:23 birdy world,speechless but not impressed...stilll.........
Edited (3/31/2010) by ptaszek
[kimin umurumda????]
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513. |
01 Apr 2010 Thu 01:51 am |
Pagli..you committed a poem...for me!!!it took you 4 min,fast you are)well,try...try...FYI-I truly smiled..but it means nothing)BTW you need to learn how to write good poems,Allen Ginsberg could be your master or Edward Stachura......
birdy,22:23 birdy world,speechless but not impressed...stilll.........
+1
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514. |
01 Apr 2010 Thu 02:01 am |
Pagli..you committed a poem...for me!!!
I see you already started to know me, ptaszek! I am glad that I make progress, no?
Nooooo! You badly missed here! It took 31 years + 4 min to write!
What else could I wish? I am glad (and even a bit proud!) to have made you smile! Happy is me!
With time, ptaszek... With time it will start to mean ´something´. We both need just time...
BTW you need to learn how to write good poems
How about teaching me? Yes, teach me! Will you?
Allen Ginsberg could be your master or Edward Stachura......
How about being my master? Yes, you be my master! Not only in poetry, but also....
speechless but not impressed... stilll.........
Still I am not too bad for the beginning, am I? Now time to be a little bit assertive: one day, you I will impress!...
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23 May 2010 Sun 02:34 am |
I Carry Your Heart-- EE Cumming
I carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)
I am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
And it´s you are whatever a moon has always meant
And whatever a sun will always sing is you
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
And the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
Higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
And this is the wonder that´s keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
Cheezy but rather sweet..
I heard it while I was watching a movie called ´in her shoes´..
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516. |
17 Jan 2013 Thu 03:07 am |
from Guayabero-a book of tea by Piotr Madej
Polish university lecturer,English literature translator.. a poet,fascinating man
Ajah learns to walk
inside my head
with flowers bloom
and no one understands the the crazy wind speaks
in her hair
so blonde
a gauze butterfly basks in the sun
beetroot leaves wave
i think of the word chaos
and conclude we dance
the undancing dance
Ajah loves the summer breeze
and lips wet with butter
Every dawn she is ready
to build castles made of sands
in her eyes i drown
and Life whispers secrets to me
Thankful for every gesture
I witness the growth of Ajah
He died....in May last year being only 35..leaving Ajah and his posthumus child..sad,isn´t it
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17 Jan 2013 Thu 03:10 am |
Quoting cybernetics: thnk you kathy and girleegirl, nobody write anything come on friends, share your poems if you have , with us marry christmas ... |
My book was published before Xmas,finally))I had been waiting for it so long.Anyway,something to share... one of my poems An Addiction Injecting into vains another dose of your feelings I´m getting addicted to you me-an addict of love with trembling hands begging for syringe of poison flowing from your mouth getting deep in an abyss of your breath cheating my hunger with misery I cause myself-me a doer... with a spasmatic CRY FOR FREEDOM..
Tus Sonrisas De Piel Hehe...
Poetry was never meant for writing, but your poems makes me doubt
yours
Edited (1/17/2013) by DisiBayanAsk
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