this is still waiting for translation , i think i will have to move it in translation section..

There is no happy love

Man never truly possesses anything

Neither his strength, nor his weakness, nor his heart

And when he opens his arms

His shadow is that of a cross

And when he tries to embrace happiness

He crushes it

His life is a strange and painful divorce

There is no happy love

His life resembles those soulless soldiers

Who have been groomed for a different fate

Why should they rise in the morning

When nighttime finds them disarmed, uncertain

Say these words and hold back your tears

There is no happy love

My beautiful love, my dear love, my torn heart

I carry you in me like a wounded bird

Those who unknowingly watch us walk by

Repeat after me my words and sigh

They have already died in your bright eyes

There is no happy love

By the time we learn to live

It´s already too late

Our hearts cry in unison at night

It takes many a misfortune for the simplest song

Many regrets to pay for a thrill 

Many a tear for a guitar´s melody

There is no happy love

There is no love which is not pain

There is no love which does not bruise

There is no love which does not fade

And none that is greater than your love for your country

There is no love which does not live from tears

There is no happy love

But it is our own love

Louis Aragon

Beloved

It´s colder than before
The seasons took all they had come for
Now winter dances here
It seems so fitting don´t you think?
Dress the ground in white
And grey

It´s so quiet i can hear
My thoughts touching every second i spent
Waiting for you
Circumstances affords me
No second chance
To tell you
How much i´ve missed you

My beloved do you know
When the warm wind comes again
Another year will start to pass
And please don´t ask me why i´m here
Something deeper brought me
Than a need to remember

We were once young and blessed with wings
No heights could keeps us from their reach
No sacred place we did not soar
Still greater things burned within us
I don´t regret the choices that i´ve made
I know you feel the same

My beloved do you know
How many times i stared at clouds
Thinking that i saw you there
These are feelings that do not pass so easily
I can´t forget what we claimed was ours

Moments lost though time remains
I am still proud of what we were
No pain remains
No feeling
Eternity awaits
Grant me wings that i might fly
My restless soul is longing
No pain remains
No feeling
Eternity awaits

Moments lost though time remains
I am so proud of what we were
No pain remains
No feeling
Eternity awaits
Grant me wings that i might fly
My restless soul is longing
No pain remains
No feeling

Eternity awaits

New one for today..

Sahipken sana, seni sensiz yasamak
Her nefeste bogulmak gibi yavas yavas
Sevdanla savrulmuþ kaç taþ var bilir misin? bu kumsalda
Sayabilir misin? tek tek sonuna kadar sabýrla
Imkansýz deme , sayamasanda farketmez
Boðulmak bile cok güzel her nefeste yavas yavas...

Cenk..

Orders shouted in a strange guttural tongue resounded along the walls of the houses, which seemed dead and deserted, while, behind the closed shutters, eyes watched the conquerors, who, by right of war, were now masters of the city and of the lives and fortunes of its people.

In their darkened ruins the inhabitants have given way to the same feeling of panic which is aroused by natural cataclysms - those devastating upheavals of the Earth, against which wisdom and strength alike are of no avail.

Though the same feeling is experienced wherever the established order of things is upset, when security ceases to exist, when all that was previously protected by the laws of man and nature is suddenly placed at the mercy of brutal, unreasoning force.

The earthquake, burying a whole people beneath the ruins of their houses; the river in spate, sweeping away the bodies of drowned peasants, together with the carcasses of cattle and rafters torn from roofs; and the victorious army slaughtering all who resist, making prisoners of the rest, looting by right of the sword, and thanking their god to the sound of cannon.

All these are terrifying scourges which undermine all our belief in eternal justice and all the trust we have been taught to place in divine protection and human reason.

 this one is still waiting for translation ...

Sorry - my Turkish is not good enough yet to be able to help

While having you, to live with you in your absence is like

Being suffocated slowly with each breath

Do you know how many pebbles there are in this beach, scattered with your love?

Can you count them all, one by one patiently?

Dont say it is impossible, it does not matter if you can not count either

Even being suffocated with each breath is so lovely

Cenk.. my try

People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The biggest person with the biggest ideas can be
shot down by the smallest person with the smallest mind.
Think big anyway.
What you spend years building may
be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.
People really need help but may attack if you help them.
Help people anyway.
Give the world the best you have
and you might get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you´ve got anyway.

 Should that be absence?

Definitely NOT..

It was my attempt to make English language more colourful and more expressive by introducing new words.