The Telephone
by: Robert Frost

"When I was just as far as I could walk
From here today,
There was an hour
All still
When leaning with my head against a flower
I heard you talk.
Don't say I didn't, for I heard you say--
You spoke from that flower on the windowsill--
Do you remember what it was you said?"

"First tell me what it was you thought you heard."

"Having found the flower and driven a bee away,
I leaned my head,
And holding by the stalk,
I listened and I thought I caught the word--
What was it? Did you call me by my name?
Or did you say--
Someone said 'Come'--I heard it as I bowed."

"I may have thought as much, but not aloud."

"Well, so I came."

To...
The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see
The wantonest singing birds,
Are lips- and all thy melody
Of lip-begotten words-

Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrined,
Then desolately fall,
O God! on my funereal mind
Like starlight on a pall-

Thy heart- thy heart!- I wake and sigh,
And sleep to dream till day
Of the truth that gold can never buy-
Of the baubles that it may.

by edgar allan poe

I do not speak for loves
That later turn into peacefulness and vanish
I do not speak for afternoons
Painted red from the twilight

I speak for loves
That later turn into a roaring sea
I speak for those afternoons
When the glance has nowhere to turn to

I do not speak for bells
That ring to celebrate love
I do not speak for tight embraces and words
That can rouse the moon

I speak for voices
That stay up in full moons at nights
I speak for secret whispers
That make sleeplessness a close friend

I do not speak for paths
Lost in fear and despair
I speak for roads, straight endless lines
Parallel, yet without destination...

deleted because it was a song not poem

When We Two Are Parted
Lord Byron

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted,
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sank chill on my brow
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well:
Long, long shall I rue thee
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.

may my heart always be open - ee cummings


may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old

may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it's sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young

and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there's never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile

SENI SEVDIĞIM KADAR

Güneş yine tepemde
sen artık bir serapsın
yanlızlığın çölünde.
ve biliyorum ki;
Hiç kimseyi özlemedim,
seni özlediğim kadar...

Boğaz hala masmavi.
sen artık bir martı yuvasız
göklerde.
ve biliyorum ki;
Hiç kimseyi beklemedim,
seni beklediğim kadar...

Yol belgeselleri çekmiyorum,
Yollar sensiz ve sevisiz
güzellikler şehrinde.
ve biliyorum ki;
Hiç kimseyi öpmedim,
seni öptüğüm kadar.

Kuşlar ağaçlara küstü
ay bulutların ardında,
deniz fenerin çakmiyor artık.
Ve sen de biliyorsun ki;
hiç kimseyi sevmedim,
seni sevdiğim kadar...

AS MUCH AS I HAVE LOVED YOU

The Sun is burning again
and you are a fantasy
in a desert of loneliness.
And I know
I havent missed anyone
so much as I have missed you.

The sea are still shining blue.
And you are a seamew lost in
the sky
and I know;
I havent waited for anyone
as much as I have
waited for you...

No more do I make documentaries
of journeys
journeys now without you
are meaningless in this land of beauty.
and I know;
I havent kissed anyone
as much as I have kissed you.

Birds dont talk anymore to trees
The moon is hidind behind the clouds
your lighthouse doesnt light anymore
and you know my love
I havent loved anyone
as much as I have loved you

Translated by Erdinç