I would like to say thank you for the person who has translated this poem. I would like the entire world to read it and tell me what you think. If it is a bad poem, please tell me, if it is a good poem also please tell me. I enjoy poetry, because I think it is the instrument of our souls, because ordinary words can´t make sense of what lies in our heart or thoughts. Çok teþekkur ederim. Zimmygirl

Bir An Ýçin Herþey

Ellerinin ellerimde yanýþýný duymak için ölürüm

Afrikamýn tamtamlarý gibi kalp atýþýný duymak için

Nasýl da kayboluyor kara saçlarýn kara tenimde

Ve bir rüyanýn içindeyken gözlerin, ne kadar güzelsin.

Konuþulmamýþlarý konuþtuðunu duymak için ölürüm

Ruhumun içinde hiddetle titremeni hissetmek için.

Kalýrdým, meleklerin bizim için dansettiðini fýsýldasaydýn eðer

Ve bu yaz yine burada, seviþirdi sevgililer

Kurudu sabrým, kuruyan topraklar gibi, yine de bakledim

Tenimde nefes alan tenini hissetmek için öldürürdüm

Seni alýkoymak ve zamanda kaybolmak için

Ama bekledim, yalnýz, özlemini duyan üzgün kalbimin mutluluðuyla

Ölümünün gözyaþýný silecek bir an için herþeyi

Kadersiziðinin yaralarýný onaracak bir an için herþeyi

Bir bebek gibi kollarýmda yatýracak bir an için herþeyi

Ýncinmeni engelleyecek bir an için herþeyi

Ama hiç gelmedin ve mutlulukla özlemini duyar üzgün kalbim

"This is a poem I have actually turned into a song.  I would love to get the turkish version for this. I wrote this poem for someone I deeply loved, and realised like seasons love does change, and it is hard to try and find the road to his heart. "

I search for your face in the faceless masses.

I look for your eyes in the heart of faces

I stumble and fall inlove with you all over again

Bruised is the knees of my heart but I keep walking

The road is so endless and I can´t find your footsteps

I ask myself " My love have you forsaken me?"

Because the flowers don´t follow the sun anymore

The stars are dull like dried autum leaves

They hang on the trees of the sky.

I ask myself ´My love have you forgotten me"

Because I am drowning in my tears of dispair

And I don´t see the shore of the open sea of pain

Bruised of stumbling and falling inlove with you

The road is so endless and I can´t find your footsteps

I ask myself "My love don´t you love me anymore"

Because the air has become hard as glass

Finally shattering on the floor of hope

So fragile is my tongue, my words can´t comprehend what my heart endures.

I still can´t find the road and the wind of change blew your path away

I would like someone to please translate this poem for me into Turkish I am a hopeless romantic, I have realised, but somehow my experience in Turkey has heated my love for romance and love all together.

Anything for that one moment

I would die to feel your hand burning in mine

To hear your heart beating like the drumbs of my Africa

How your black hair dissapears in my blacks skin

And how beautiful you look when your eyes are in a dream.

I would die to hear your words speak of words unspoken,

To feel your fury trembling inside my soul.

I would have stayed if you wispered that the angels are dancing for us

And that summer is here again and lovers make love

My patience has run dry like empoverished land and yet, I waited

I would kill just to  feel your skin breathing on mine

Just to hold you and get lost in time,

But I waited, a lone, happily my sad heart longed for you.

Anything for that one moment to wipe the tears of your death away

Anything for that moment to mend your wounds of your misfortunes

Anything for that moment to hush you like a baby in my arms

Anything for that moment to have protected you from harm

But you never came and happily my sad heart longs for you