GONE by N. Hikmet:

Night and snow on the window-panes.
The rails gleam in the white night
reminding you of going
and never coming back.
In the third-class waiting room
a woman is lying,
her feet bare,
a black kerchief round her head.
I walk up and down.
Night and snow on the window-panes.
Inside some people are singing -
a song my comrade loved
so much.
His favourite song,
his favourite,
his-
Comrades, do not look into my eyes,
I am trying not to weep.
In the white night the rails gleam,
reminding you of going
and never coming back.
A woman in a black kerchief
is lying
in the third-class
waiting-room,
her feel bare.
Night and snow on the window-panes.
Somewhere inside they are singing.

The Walnut Tree

my head foaming clouds, sea inside me and out

I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park

an old walnut, knot by knot, shred by shred

Neither you are aware of this, nor the police


I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park

My leaves are nimble, nimble like fish in water

My leaves are sheer, sheer like a silk handkerchief

pick, wipe, my rose, the tear from your eyes

My leaves are my hands, I have one hundred thousand

I touch you with one hundred thousand hands, I touch Istanbul

My leaves are my eyes, I look in amazement

I watch you with one hundred thousand eyes, I watch Istanbul

Like one hundred thousand hearts, beat, beat my leaves


I am a walnut tree in Gulhane Park

neither you are aware of this, nor the police

Well said, Aenigma!!!!

Bugun Pazar

Bugun beni ilk defa günese cikardilar.
Ve ben ömrumde ilk defa gökyüzünün
bu kadar benden uzak
bu kadar mavi
bu kadar genis olduguna sasarak
kimildamadan durdum.

Sonra saygiyla topraga oturdum,
dayadim sirtimi duvara.
Bu anda ne düsmek dalgalara,
bu anda ne kavga, ne hürriyet, ne karim.

Toprak,gunes ve ben... Bahtiyarim...

NAZIM HIKMET
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NAZIM HIKMET, 24 Eylul 1945

En guzel deniz:
henuz gidilmemis olanidir...
En guzel cocuk:
henuz buyumedi.
En guzel gunlerimiz:
henuz yasamadiklarimiz.
Ve sana soylemek istedigim en guzel soz:
henuz soylememis oldugum sozdur...

Nazim Hikmet