Hello all friends, i dont know is there a same topic in this forum . i thought we can share our poems under this topic, i wanted to share my songs lyrics, my poems, my passages. Marion and Ayla helped me to translate them ( thanks Ayla and Marion ), i have a few more lyrics too i will share them later.

Come on friends, pls write your poems, lyrics, passages.

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UZAKLARDASIN (sarki sozu )

UMUT SEVGININ GOZYASIDIR.
HASRET SEVENLERIN AGLAYISIDIR
UZAKLARDA OLSANDA
BILKI YUREGIM SANA ASIKTIR

HER GECE BEKLERIM ELLERINI
RUYAMDAKI SEVGI SOZLERINI
UZAKLARDA OLSANDA
BILKI UNUTAMAM GOZLERINI

ARAMIZDA DAGLAR YOLLAR VAR
HASRETIN BAGRIMI YAKAR YAR
HERGECENIN BIR SABAHI VAR
BAK SENIN ICIN YOLLARA DUSTUM YAR.


YOU ARE FARAWAY ( Lyrics )

Hope is the tears of love
Longing is the crying of those who love
Even if you are afar off
Know that my heart is in love with you

Every night I wait for your hands
For your words of love in my dreams
Even if you are afar off
Know that I can't forget your eyes

Mountainous roads lie between us
Longing for you eats me up
Every night is followed by a morning
Lok, my love, I am coming for you.

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BENI HATIRLA

YALNIZLIGA GOMULDUGUN BIR AKSAMDA
GUNESIN GEC DOGDUGU SOGUK BIR SABAHTA
OZLEDIGINDE VE AGLADIGINDA
SICAK BIR ELE HASRET KALDIGINDA
BENI HATIRLA
HEP SENINLEYIM...

REMEMBER ME

On an evening when you are buried in loneliness
On a cold morning when the sun rises late
When you miss me
and when you cry
When you long for a warm touch
Remember me
I am always with you
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KORKMA

Sessiz,sensiz ve derin bir geceydi,
Karanligimi aydınlatan ise sadece ay birkac yildiz ve senin hayalindi.
Ay gitti daha sonra, yildizlarda onun pesinden.
Ama etraf hala aydinlikti senin hayalin yüzünden.
Sonra gunes, ne kadar durdurmak istesemde yükseldi tüm heybetiyle karsimda.
Sadece korkma dedi bana...

DONT BE AFRAID

It was a quiet, deep and lonesome (without you) night,
And what lit my darkness was only the moon,a few stars and your image.
The moon left later, and the stars after it,
But the surroundings were still bright because of your image.
Then the sun, as much as I wanted to stop it, rose in front of me with all its grandeur,
Said to me just don't be afraid...



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ZAMAN

Zaman!!!, hayatlarimizi calan, sanki o duruyor da biz icinden geciyoruz,
Bir bakiyoruzki , hayatimizin her saniyesini almis, icinde kaybetmis.
Zamana yenik dusenlerden olmayacagim,
Bu yuzden bana zamanla alisirsin deme sakin...

TIME

Time!!!, which steals our lives, as if it is stopping and we are going through in it,
and suddenly we realize, it has taken away all our seconds from our lives and finished them.
I am not going to be one of the persons who is defeated by the time.
So dont tell me that 'I will get used to it with the time'


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KONUSAMIYORUM

Dogar mi gunes yeniden ,
isitir mi yalnizliktan soguyan su bedenimi,
Sorgular mi ki Ay beni geceleri?
Konusamiyorum diye...

I CANT SPEAK

Will the sun rise once more?
Will it warm this body of mine which is cold from loneliness
Does the moon ask after me in the night?
Saying I cannot speak....


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NE OLACAK?

Ne olur ki sanki, uzak durmasan
Ne olur ki sanki, kalbine kilit vurmasan
Ne olur ki sanki, hislerini özgür bıraksan
Ne olur ki sanki, beni cöpe atmasan

Ne olur ki sanki, dur demesen
Ne olur ki sanki, git demesen
Ne olur ki sanki, bitti demesen
Ne olur ki sanki, senden nefret etmemi istemesen
NE OLACAK Ki SENCE ? MUTLULUKTAN BASKA?


WHAT WILL HAPPEN?

What do you think would happen if you don't keep your distance?
What do you think would happen if you don't keep your heart under tight lock and key
What do you think would happen if you allowed your feelings free rein
What do you think would happen if you don't cast me aside

What do you think would happen if you didn't say "stop"
What do you think would happen if you didn't say "go"
What do you think would happen if you didn't say "it's over"
What do you think would happen if you didn't want me to hate you
What do you think will be? Nothing but happiness?

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KARA SABAHLAR

Kader mi bana bunu yapan?
yoksa ben mi yazdim bu kaderi bile bile sonunu?
Cok sey mi istedim Tanri'dan? Yoksa Tanri mi istedi ogrenmemi kirik bir kalp ile yasamayi?
Celiskiler icinde olmaktansa , yok olmayi istemek mi cozum, var olmak dururken.
Bilemiyorum iyi olan ne ? var olmak mi , yok olmak mi?
Bunlari neden yaziyorum ki , hersabah uyandigimda penceremdeki kapkara bulutlari mi siliyorum acaba isigi gorebilmek icin.
Dur!! kendinden neden nefret ediyorsun ki?
Once bir sebep bul nefret etmeye degecek.

DARK MORNINGS
Was it fate that made me do this?
Or did I write my own destiny knowingly?
Did I ask for too much from God? Or did God want me to learn how to live with a broken heart?
Is wanting not to exist the solution to living with contradictions, as opposed to continuing to exist.
I don't know what is the best? To be, or not to be?
Why do I write these, every morning when I wake up perhaps I wipe away the darkest clouds at my window in order to see the light.
Stop!! Why do you hate yourself?
First find a reason, then it will be worth hating.

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BURUK ( sarki sozu )

Giderken biraktigin bu kalp
Carpmak istemiyor artik
Nefes almak sadece yasamak icin.
Her cekiste icime, cikmak istemiyor artik.


Saatler, günler, haftalar geciyor durmaksizin
Yoruldu bu beden , kosamiyor artik.
Neydi bu beni hayattan koparan?
Gelip baglasin beni yeniden artik.

Sözler yetmez, yetmez ki kelimeler
sadece alir goturur beni enginlere
maviliginde boguldugum o Okyanus Gözler...


ACRID ( lyrics )

This heart you left when you went away
Doesn't want to beat anymore
Breathing is only for staying alive
With every inhaling, it doesn't want to exit anymore.

Hours, days, weeks are passing continuously
This body is tired, can't run anymore.
What was the thing which tore me off this life?
May it come and tie me once again already.

promises are not enough, insufficient are the words
They only carry me away to wide open spaces
I'm drowned in the blue of those ocean eyes...

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SITEM

Karsilasirmiyiz acaba bu dünyada?
Yada beklemelimiyim ölene kadar?
Umut mu etmeliyim gercekten bir hayat daha varsa?
Sanki gorecekmisim gibi seni diger tarafta

Haykırmak neyi cözer, tüm evrene duyurmak ?
sen duymadiktan sonra ?
Aglasa su kalp yıllarca
Neye yarayacak ki bana acımandan baska?



REPROACH

Will we meet, I wonder, in this world?
Or should I wait till I die?
Should I hope that there's really another life?
As if I'm going to see you on the other side

What does shouting solve, to make the whole universe hear?
When you don't hear?
If this heart cries for years
What is it good for, except you pity me?

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UMUTSUZ

Artık hic birsey yazmak istemiyorum,
Ama istemesemde oluyor iste, yaziyor bu eller.
Kac bakalim benden
Göklerden hangi yıldızı begenirsen ona git.

Hic düsünmemistim,istenmemenin tonlarca agirli altinda
Kırılsa da onurum ve serefim yinede hala direneceğimi..

HOPELESS

From now on I don't want to write anything
But even so I can't help it, my hands just wanna write
Try to flee from me
Choose your favorite star in the sky, and go there

I hadn't thought about it, under the very heavy weight of not being wanted
Even if my honour is bruised I will still resist...

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ASK NEYDi? (what was the love )

dokunmakmiydi? ask, yoksa dokunmadan sevebilmek mi?
sadece teninin yumusakligini ve sicakliginimi hissetmekti ask? , yoksa sana dokunabilme ümidimiydi ?..
seninle yasamakmiydi ask?, yoksa seni ozlemek mi bir ömür?.bakmadan görmekmiydi seni?, yoksa duymadan anlamakmi ?..konusmakmiydi ask? yoksa, konuşmadan hissedebilmekmi anlatacaklarini?.. Korkmakmiydi ask seni kaybetmekten, yoksa sonsuza kadar sevebilecegine inanmakmiydi? gülümsemekmiydi ask yüzünü her gördügimde ?, yoksa gülümsedigini bilmek mi beni her andiginda?. neydi ask? soruyorum neydi?
kavusmanin imkansiz oldugunu düsünerek kacmakmiydi herseyden? yoksa kavusabilme sansınımı umut etmekti?
acı cekmekmiydi ask? yoksa, birakip gittiginde ölmeyi istemekmiydi.. kacmakmıydı ask sevdiginden? yoksa tum kalbinle durabilmek mi önünde? sevismekmiydi ask? yoksa askmiydi sevismeyi arzulatan,
neydi bu lanet olasi his? kaptirmak miydi kendini bir kasirgaya?
yoksa elinden tutabilmekmiydi sevdigini en güclü firtinalarda... gitmekmiydi bilmedigin bir karanliga, yoksa aydinlatmakmi hayatini? sarhoslukmuydu ask icmeden? yoksa ask miydi seni sarhos eden bilmeden? kaybetmekmiydi ask seni? yoksa kaybetmekmi kendimi?
zamanmiydi aski yenen? yoksa, gittiginde ask miydizamani durduran. sevdigini tüketmekmiydi ask ozgurce? yoksa, saklamasini bilmekmiydi kalbinde bir omur... ölmekmiydi ask? yoksa sevdigin icin olumu goze almakmi?

ASK NEYDI? bir bilsem... askmıydı bana böyle sacmalatan, yoksa boyle sacmalamakmıydı ask,, yada senmiydin ....

askin ne oldugunu anlayamadim ama, ucurumun kenarindan itilmisiz birkere, habire düsüyoruz ask cukuruna, tek ümidim senin bir ucak icat edip, dibe cakilmadan gelip beni kurtarmandir......

29.10.07


What was love?

Was it touching, love? Or to be able to love without touching? Was love only to feel your skin's softness and warmth, or my hope to be able to touch you? Was love living with you, or a life of missing you? Was it to see you without looking, or understanding you without hearing? Was love talking, or being able to feel what you'll say without talking? Was love to fear of losing you, or to believe that you can love till eternity? Was love smiling each time I see your face, or knowing that you smile each time you remember me? What was love? Was it escaping from everything, thinking that reunion is impossible, or hoping for a reunion chance?

Was love feeling pain? Or was it the desire to leave everything and once having left to die.. Was love to flee from the one you love? Or to be able to stand in front of the with your whole heart? Or was it love that created in you the desire to make love, what is this accursed feeling? Was it getting yourself caught up in the eye of a storm?
Or to be able to hold the one you love in your hands, despite the most powerful storm... Was it to go unto the unknown darkness, or to pour light on life? Was it drunkeness without tasting love, or was it love that made you drunk for no reason? Was it love for you that was losing? or wa sit losing me for love?
Was it time that overcame love? Or was it love that made time stand still when you went. Did love freely consume the one loved? Or, was it a lifetime in the heart to know how to hide it. Was love to die? Or to be prepared to die for the one you love?

WHAT IS LOVE? If only I knew... is it love than makes me say such silly things, or was it so silly to love,, or was it you ....

I cannot understand what love is but, we have been pushed over the edge of a cliff just this once, we are falling into the pit of love, my one and only hope is that you devise a plane and come and save me before I crash on the bottom......

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WHEN I THINK OF YOU ( lyrics )

when i think of you, you make me smile
when i think of you, you make me fine
you cant know how i miss you
i just try to play without you

i want to be there with you
i want to hold your hands
and i want to say to you
how much i love you.

when i look at the stars in the sky
i can see your shining eyes
when i look at the sun
i can feel your warmth


MY OCEAN EYES ( lyrics )

My ocean eyes
my heart is flowing to you
feel me darling
be my life,

My ocean eyes
this is just a dream
hold me darling
make that real

My ocean eyes
i wanna lost with you
touch me darling
be my wife

My ocean eyes
thinking of you alltime
feeling you every second
just i want one thing
love me until i die...

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HATIRALAR

hatiralar iz birakir,
goz yaslari gibi silemezsin!!

MEMORIES

Memories leave traces
you can't erase like you erase tears

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SUS NEOLUR ( Sarki Sozu )

HAYALLERIMDESIN SIMDI
ISLAK ISLAK GOZLERIMDE
HAYALLERIMDESIN SIMDI
PARCA PARCA YUREGIMDE

UZAKLARDASIN SIMDI
YORGUN YORGUN YURUYORUM
UZAKLARDASIN SIMDI
ZAMAN ZAMAN KOSUYORUM

SUS SUS NE OLUR
BENDE KALSIN YARINLARIM
SUS SUS NE OLUR
BENDE KALSIN UMUTLARIM

GITARIMDASIN SIMDI
NOTA NOTA CALIYORUM
GITARIMDASIN SIMDI
PERDE PERDE GEZIYORUM

BASKASININSIN SIMDI
SEVGİMİ OZLUYORSUN
BASKASININSIN SIMDI
YOKLUGUMA AGLIYORSUN

SUS SUS NE OLUR
BENDE KALSIN YARINLARIM
SUS SUS NE OLUR
BENDE KALSIN UMUTLARIM



KEEP QUIET PLEASE (lyrics)

You're in my dreams now
In my all wet eyes
You're in my dreams now
In my smashed to pieces heart

You're far away now
Wearily I'm walking
You're far away now
From time to time I'm running

Keep quiet, keep quite please
Let me keep my tomorrows
Keep quiet, keep quite please
Let me keep my hopes

You're in my guitar now
Note by note I'm playing
You're in my guitar now
Gradually I'm walking around

You belong to someone else now
You're missing my love
You belong to someone else now
You're crying because of my absence

Keep quiet, keep quite please
Let me keep my tomorrows
Keep quiet, keep quite please
Let me keep my hopes


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BEKLIYORUM (Sarki sozu)

UFUKLARA DALMISIM YINE HAYALINLE
ELIMDE SON MEKTUBUN VAR
GOZLERIMDE YASLARLA
YURUYORUM SEVGILIM BOS KUMSALLARDA

CUZDANIMDA ESKI BIR RESMIN
KULAKLARIMDA HALA SESIN
YUREGIMDE ACILARLA
BEKLIYORUM SEVGILIM BOS KUMSALLARDA

I'm Waiting

I've been lost in thoughts in horizons again with your image
I have your last letter in my hand
With tears in my eyes
I'm walking my love on empty shores

An old photo of yours in my wallet
Your voice is still in my ears
With pains in my heart
I'm waiting my love at empty shores

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YAGMURDAN SONRA

BULUTLARIN ARASINDAN GORUNEN SU MAVILIK
GOZLERIN OLSA GEREK, DERIN VE ENGIN.
BANA YASAMAYI HATIRLATAN BIR RUYA
BANA OLMEYI HATIRLATAN BIR SENSİZLİK

SU KARSIMDA DURAN GOKKUSAGI
SENIN HAYALIN OLSA GEREK, YAKINLASTIKCA UZAKLASAN.
BANA GUZELLIGINI HATIRLATAN BIR MUCIZE
BANA ACIZLIGIMI HATIRLATAN BIR HASRET

After The Rain

This blueness that is seen among the clouds
Must be your eyes, deep and boundless
A dream that reminds me to live
A loneliness that reminds me to die

This rainbow that appears in front of me
Must be your image, the more I get close becomes more distant
A miracle that reminds me of your beauty
A longing that reminds me my helplessness


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Nice,thank you for sharing)))
You are lucky,having your poems translated,when I asked for translation of one of my poems long time ago nobody was interested.
Anyway,congratulations))))

thnks for sharing Cenk very good poems, wish i wrote something but i dont have any ability for that ..

thnks night, everybody can write something, you know that , just try to write ..

wowww, these are very good Cybernetics, you are realy very good.. i hope ,we will listen your songs because lyrics are very good.. ( your songs are Turkish ? or English? )

i am sorry i dont have any poems to write here..

Beautiful words

thnk you kathy and girleegirl,

nobody write anything come on friends, share your poems if you have , with us

marry christmas ...

OK Kafesteki kus don't be so sorry. Here is a quick adaptation of your poem into Turkish:

Alisiyorum sana
hani insan alisir ya esrara
titreyerek eli uzanır o zehire,
işte ben öyle muhtacim senin nefesine
muhtacım soluğunda eriyip gitmeye
yokluğunda avutup arzularımı
kapandım bak kendi içime

şimdi artık tek derdim, umarım
hürriyet, hürriyet! diye haykırmak

Thanks for your poem kafesteki kus it is very good, and thnks vineyards for translate it

one more to be translated


You.....
Pieces of soul
wounded by ideals of love
are lying about
on the pavement of feelings
you pass them
indifferent
wiggling in fingers
like a talisman
your EGO

thanx Porto,next time i will translate erotic for you...))))

One more...in original they all sound better...
Thank you for reading them))


The strangest thing


The strangest thing
I have ever stolen?
- a heart
I did it for the pure satisfaction
Of possesing something
Which does not belong to me
A child spoilt by the world
Was woken in me
I couldn’t resist
Having it
Mine,only mine....
Seduced by its weeping
Loneliness
I stole it
Just for granted
Within a span of a day,
an hour,
Minute,
second
Neither its ice warmed me up
Nor its heat hold me tight
For longer
The paths of my thoughts
Were only mistaken
By its words
I don’t regret stealing it
The child spoilt by the world
Was woken in me
I couldn’t resist
Having it......

10.04.07

"...hope Vineyards will translate them...
Porto...))))if you read them remember..words are shots,moments of life...nothing to feel sad about...just overhearing or peeping life...like directing the movie...and it is not important what author wanted to say...important is how readers feel it..."


i agree with you kafesteki kus your poems are realy very good.. you know to use words well

Gecenlerde bir ruya gordum
Kemiklerimi sızlatan bir soguk dısarda,
Saçlarından olusan sarmasıklar sarmıstı evimi
Pencerenin camindan sizan gülümsemen
ısıtmak istiyordu soguyan bedenimi.

kalp atıslarım yavaslamıs, yorgun
araladıgım goz kapaklarımın arasindan
gorebiliyordum masmavi gozlerini
bana uyan artik dercesine ısıldayan
ama cok gec ben istesem de yapamam
bedenimdir uyanmak istemeyen bu ruyadan.

my new one i hope ayla or marion will translate it

I had a dream recently
It was so could outside, that I was chilled to the bone
My house was entwined with strands ivy that had been formed from your hair
Your smile which seeped through my window-panes
Wanted to warm my chilled body

My heartbeat had slowed, and between
my tired eyelids
I could see your bright blue eyes
shining; they seemed to say to me "wake up, now"
But it is too late, even if I want to I cannot
It is my body that does not want to wake up from this dream

Thnk you marion you are very good ...

Life beautiful is with your breath
with wisdom of your eyes...
Life beautiful is with your dreams,
hopes,
desires....
Life beautiful is with touch of your hands
your smile
loneliness....
Life beautiful is with You
that’s why
with every part of myself
I choose LIFE.


Here goes mine.With the hope that Marionin or Ayla will have some spare time to translate it.Thanx in advance for that

thats very good poem kafesteki_kus thnx for sharing ..

my new poems

1
Bilseydim sensiz nefes almanin bu kadar zor olacagini
Severmiydim seni ?
Bilseydim gözlerin olmadan gokyuzunun bu kadar karanlik olacagini
Yüzermiydim maviliginde?
Bilseydim gülümsemen olmayinca gülmeyi unutacagimi
istermiydim sicakligini?
Bilseydim ellerini hic tutamayacagimi
ümit edermiydim ?
Bilseydim asla benim olmayacagini
Senin olurmuydum?
artik yapacak bisey yok
kalbimin sesini yazmaktan baska..

2
Kücük bir örümcek yapti herseyi
Tüm sorumlu o
Once yavasca örmeye basladi
Ask denen aglarini
Tüm dokularima sinecek kadar ördü ördü..
Oyle sıkı ördü ki, kalbim atamaz, kanim akamaz oldu
Ismini yazdi ruhuma ve tutsak hale geldim
Cok güzeldi aslinda...
Kalinca yapayalniz sensiz
Yemi oldum bu kücük örümcegin
Ask aglarinin ortasinda...

i hope marion and ayla will translate them thnks

MY another new one

Bir güvercin gördüm bu sabah
Bosluga acilan penceremden,
Sınırsız bir ozgurlugun tadını cıkarırcasına
Taklalar atıyordu durmadan,
Yükseldi yükseldi yükseldi ,
Bırakıverdi kendini bosluga
Hayatla dalga gecercesine düsüyordu
Yere cakılmadan toparlanıp tekrar yüksege cıkıyordu
Sayamadım kac defa yaptıgını, ama saydıgım bir sey var
Ben sadece bir kere düstüm bosluga
Hala toparlanıp tekrar yükseklere çıkmaya calıssamda
Olmuyor, olmayacak
Nerde kaldı su sevgi dolu yüregin?
Beni yeniden ucuracak...

waiting for translation where are you Marion and Ayla

thnk you marion 2 poems waiting still

Do you guys call yourselves poet?

ok ok ok you are a poet..everyone is poet lately i was just joking

new 2 for today
1
Seher vaktinde, kus civiltilarinin birbirine karistigi
Bir koy sabahinin mutlulugudur simdi senin yanin.
Bakislarin yapraklarin arasindan sizan gunesi kiskandirir
Saclarinin pariltisi ise geceyi...
Sesin bülbül sesi, gozlerin okyanus mavisi
Varlıgın barinaktir oksuz kuslara
Yoklugun ise bana ölüm
Sitemin ayazdir , kurutur tüm cicekleri
Gozyasin nisan yagmurudur can verir dogaya
Uzüntün sonbahar rüzgaridir , doker tüm yapraklari
Bir Tebessümün yeter bana toplarim dokulen bütün yapraklari.

2
Issiz uzak bir adada, soguk duvarlar arasinda saklidir duygularim
Askin mahsenidir benim yüregim,
Gelisigüzel caglayan akarsularin ahengidir sevgi
Bir kaya parcasinin agirliginda gizlidir benligim
Karnı ac, ama gozu tok asil bir Aslandir herzaman

Sevgi Yagmur yüklü buluttur, ne yerini , nede zamanini kacirir
Yasli bir cinar govdesi gibidir, yıllarin acisi bellidir yüzümde
Sesin sahin cıglıgıdır, ürkütücüdür kimi zaman
Bazen bir melodi gibidir kulaklarimda nagme nagme.

Karlı Daglar altinda, ayaza direnen
Baharla yeseren, günesle opusendir sevgi,
Sevmek ise dikenli yollarda yalın ayak yürümektir cilginca.
Sevmese de seni ey yürek, senin onu bir omur sevmendir.

Bazen kötü kabuslardan uyanmaktir aniden
büyülü hayallere kapilmaktir, cocukca sevinmektir
Anlamaya calismaktir, anlamsizligin anlamini.
Anlamını yitirmis cumleler kurmaktir belkide..

Beklemesini bilmektir neyi bekledigini bilmeden
Bildigin herseyi unutmaktir yaninda
Ve Hatirlamaktir ondan uzakta oldugunda unuttugun herseyi
Ve onu karsiliksiz sevmektir, o bilmese de sevginin ne oldugunu...

I did not read all of them but I can see, they are full of emotion and a criticism: they are self centered a bit.
If you dont mind I would like to add a can yucel poem:

BAĞLANMAYACAKSIN…..
Bağlanmayacaksın bir şeye, öyle körü körüne.
"O olmazsa yaşayamam." demeyeceksin.
Demeyeceksin işte.
Yaşarsın çünkü.
Öyle beylik laflar etmeye gerek yok ki.
Çok sevmeyeceksin mesela. O daha az severse kırılırsın.
Ve zaten genellikle o daha az sever seni, senin o’nu sevdiğinden.
Çok sevmezsen, çok acımazsın.
Çok sahiplenmeyince, çok ait de olmazsın hem.
Çalıştığın binayı, masanı, telefonunu, kartvizitini…
Hatta elini ayağını bile çok sahiplenmeyeceksin.
Senin değillermiş gibi davranacaksın.
Hem hiçbir şeyin olmazsa, kaybetmekten de korkmazsın.
Onlarsız da yaşayabilirmişsin gibi davranacaksın.
Çok eşyan olmayacak mesela evinde.
Paldır küldür yürüyebileceksin.
İlle de bir şeyleri sahipleneceksen,
Çatıların gökyüzüyle birleştiği yerleri sahipleneceksin.
Gökyüzünü sahipleneceksin,
Güneşi, ayı, yıldızları…
Mesela kuzey yıldızı, senin yıldızın olacak.
"O benim." diyeceksin.
Mutlaka sana ait olmasını istiyorsan bir şeylerin…
Mesela gökkuşağı senin olacak.
İlle de bir şeye ait olacaksan, renklere ait olacaksın.
Mesela turuncuya, yada pembeye.
Ya da cennete ait olacaksın.
Çok sahiplenmeden,
Çok ait olmadan yaşayacaksın.
Hem her an avuçlarından kayıp gidecekmiş gibi,
Hem de hep senin kalacakmış gibi hayat.
İlişik yaşayacaksın.
Ucundan tutarak…

CAN YÃœCEL

Sui, fancy for translating this?

but but translation would take its beauty away

thnks for this poem thehandsom.. i got it ( message ),

new one for today

Bir okyanus mavisi serinligine uzanmis
ipeksi saclarini oksuyor simdi ellerim
Bugulu camlara resmini cizip
ismini verdigim beyaz guvercinler ucuruyorum gokyuzune
onlar kadar ozgur onlar kadar erisilmez olsun diye
Kimselere degil! Sevdigim yalniz bana kanat cirpsin diye
Simdi uzaklardasin biliyorum, erisemeyecegim kadar uzak
Olsun! icinde hep sen olan düsler goruyorum ellerin ellerimde..

Gel artik , kaldir aradan bu hasreti
Gercek olsun artık bu düslerim
Biraktigin o yerde bekliyorum seni..

Bir güvercin gördüm bu sabah
Bosluga acilan penceremden,
Sınırsız bir ozgurlugun tadını cıkarırcasına
Taklalar atıyordu durmadan,
Yükseldi yükseldi yükseldi ,
Bırakıverdi kendini bosluga
Hayatla dalga gecercesine düsüyordu
Yere cakılmadan toparlanıp tekrar yüksege cıkıyordu
Sayamadım kac defa yaptıgını, ama saydıgım bir sey var
Ben sadece bir kere düstüm bosluga
Hala toparlanıp tekrar yükseklere çıkmaya calıssamda
Olmuyor, olmayacak
Nerde kaldı su sevgi dolu yüregin?
Beni yeniden ucuracak...


I saw a pigeon this morning
From my window, that is opened to emptiness
Like making the most of an unlimited freedom
It was jumping for joy continuously
It ascended, ascended, ascended
Let itself to emptiness
It was falling like kidding life
Without being nailed down it was pulling itself together and rising again
I couldn't count how many times it did it, but there's one thing I counted
I've fallen to emptiness only once
Even if I try to pull myself together and climb up to the hights
It's not succeeding, it won't be able to
Where's your full of love heart?
Which will make me fly again...

Ayla translated this thnk you so much again Ayla..

Love

I passed over
Then I became
A drop of dew
In your light.
Take me by the hand
And we can fly
On wings of rainbow
Up to paradise.

As I was going up the stair,
I met a man, who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today..
How I wish he'd go away

I love you guys for this contribution cybernetics will be happy

Bu sabah yagmur var
İnce ince yagıyor
Sular birikiyor kücük cukurlara
Sanki gokler degilde kalbim aglıyor,
Sen yagmur , bense kücük bir cukur.
Gözyaşları degil bu yagan
Sadece yagmur , boslukları dolduran...

Hey Cenk, sana bi cift lafım var,
Neyi bekliyorsun ki?
Nefret edilmeyi mi?
Tekrar sevilmeyi mi?
Sadece gülüyorum sana
Dalga geçiyorum seninle
Hala farkedemediysen herşeyi
Devam et sevmeye, devam etki farket
Seni nasılda yendigimi.
Milyonlarca kölemden sadece birisisin
Karsılık beklemeden sevmeye devam eden
Benim işim de bu işte , kurban da sensin
Önce mutlu eder sonra da üzerim.
DüşÃ¼n bakalım habire yazdıgın şiirleri
Şimdi tanıdın mı ben kimim?
Benim adım "ASK" işte o benim..

and one more for you cenk as a reply to your last poem
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RqI6apzM4r0
thanx

a gift
Bolesław Leśmian, a great Polish poet(1878-1937)

…

Were I to meet you again for the first time,
But in a different orchard, in a different wood—
Perhaps for us the trees would sigh differently,
Extended into infinity under a misty hood...

Perhaps among the furrowed green you'd reach your hands
For other flowers, trembling as they were birds—
Perhaps from your undiscerning, unknowing lips
Would fall some other words—some other words...

Perhaps into a cascade of flaming roses
The sun would force our souls to burst for good,
Were I to meet you again for the first time,
But in a different orchard, in a different wood...”

and one more
Memories

Those paths I brushed
With the feet of a child - where have they gone ?
They roll down as tears do, hushed,
Out of the eyes, down, down.

The freshness of morning would wake me up.
The sun would be painting a masterpiece.
A golden coast - a golden pup,
A golden guitar - a golden precipice.

Stare. Stare sufficiently into the light
From the midst of a great silence, and in a while
You are bound to see a camel shining bright,
A bright-eyed robber with a glistening smile.

At breakfast the table became a desert. I stared
Till I rode the camel and I saw the gleaming thief.
Father, assured of his safety, never despaired
But read his paper calmly, rustling a leaf.

A triple rainbow embroidered the carafe,
The tablecloth, the cupboard, father's moustache.
A wasp, entangled in the lace curtains, would laugh
And the curtains laughed too, their threads in the sun, a bright patch.

And the rich floor, dreamily glittering, mirrored it all
The leaves of the palm shone brighter at the back
But melted shallowly, and a thin glaze would fall
As if someone had spilled greenery by mistake.

The arm-chair sipping its own velvet peace
Would grow heavier, comfortably, I think.
The sugar would plot for a blue spark's release
And the loaf of bread would turn pink.

The clock shakes free of its long compressed coils and booms
A prolonged note through the hall to the sky.
In that furnished day-dreaming among the sunny rooms
Everybody endures and does not die.

But something happened: something went wrong.
The same clock struck, but shyly, in another town.
The soul stumbled over the body that had grown too strong,
And they began to die, one by one.

Translated by Jerzy Peterkiewicz and Burns Singer
and another one
In the Dark

The lip is the lip's friend, the hand the hand's
Lying next each other each one understands
To whom he belongs - each one of the buried dead.
Unwillingly the night goes overhead;
The earth asserts itself, but hesitantly ;
And leaflessly the leaves move on a tree.
God stirs the wind and space: but He is high
Above the forest's distant forest sigh.
The wind says this to space:
"I'll not be back
Across this forest while the night shines black."
Still darkness thickens, pierced by small starlight.
The seagulls flying over the sea are white.
One says : "I've heard the fate of stars foretold."
The next: "I've watched the heavens themselves unfold."
The third is silent, but because it knew
Two bodies, glowing in the darkness, who
Wove darkness into their embrace: it found
Them made of the caress in which they wound.

Translated by Jerzy Peterkiewicz and Burns Singer

Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W.H. Auden

great poems thnks kafesteki kus and handsom, thnks for sharing them with us

When you are old - William Butler Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

Was about to say that you're a great poetess, Aenigma... !!!

Bir okyanus mavisi serinligine uzanmis
ipeksi saclarini oksuyor simdi ellerim
Bugulu camlara resmini cizip
ismini verdigim beyaz guvercinler ucuruyorum gokyuzune
onlar kadar ozgur onlar kadar erisilmez olsun diye
Kimselere degil! Sevdigim yalniz bana kanat cirpsin diye
Simdi uzaklardasin biliyorum, erisemeyecegim kadar uzak
Olsun! icinde hep sen olan düsler goruyorum ellerin ellerimde..

Gel artik , kaldir aradan bu hasreti
Gercek olsun artık bu düslerim
Biraktigin o yerde bekliyorum seni..

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Bu sabah yagmur var
İnce ince yagıyor
Sular birikiyor kücük cukurlara
Sanki gokler degilde kalbim aglıyor,
Sen yagmur , bense kücük bir cukur.
Gözyaşları degil bu yagan
Sadece yagmur , boslukları dolduran...

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Hey Cenk, sana bi cift lafım var,
Neyi bekliyorsun ki?
Nefret edilmeyi mi?
Tekrar sevilmeyi mi?
Sadece gülüyorum sana
Dalga geçiyorum seninle
Hala farkedemediysen herşeyi
Devam et sevmeye, devam etki farket
Seni nasılda yendigimi.
Milyonlarca kölemden sadece birisisin
Karsılık beklemeden sevmeye devam eden
Benim işim de bu işte , kurban da sensin
Önce mutlu eden sonra da üzen.
DüşÃ¼n bakalım habire yazdıgın şiirleri
Şimdi tanıdın mı ben kimim?
Benim adım "ASK" işte o benim..

these are waiting for translating still so i will post my new ones after that

muses were busy these days...

Love Song

How can I keep my soul in me, so that
it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raise
it high enough, past you, to other things?
I would like to shelter it, among remote
lost objects, in some dark and silent place
that doesn't resonate when your depths resound.
Yet everything that touches us, me and you,
takes us together like a violin's bow,
which draws one voice out of two separate strings.
Upon what instrument are we two spanned?
And what musician holds us in his hand?
Oh sweetest song.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Road not taken
Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood,
and I
-I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Sararmış ormanda ayrıldı ikiye yol
Ãœzgünüm, ikisinde birden gidemediğim için
O yolların tek yolcusu olmayı isterdim.
İlkine baktım, uzun uzun durup
Bakabildiğim kadar baktım
Uzaklıklara, çalıların dibine kadar
Sonra öbürüne baktım, hakçasına
Onda gitmeye daha çok hakkım olurdu belki
Çimenli olduğundan, ezilmeye ihtiyacı olduğu için
Ama, o iki yoldan da gideydim, aynı olurlardı
İkisini de ezip çiğnediğim için..
O sabah aynıydı ikisi de
Çiğnenip karalaşmamış yapraklar vardı üstlerinde
İlkini sakladım ertesi güne
Yolların yeni yolları çektiğini bilerek
O ayrıma bir daha dönmeyeceğimi de düşÃ¼nerek
İç geçirerek, ahlayarak söylüyorum bunu
Yıllar, asırlar sonrası için..
Ormanda ayrıldı iki yol
Ve ben en az gidilmişinden gittim
Her şeyi de o değiştirdi zaten...
Great piece,isn't it?

Piraye İçin Yazılmış Saat 21 Şiirleri - 8 Kasım 1945

Uzaktaki şehrimin damları üzerinden
ve Marmara denizinin dibinden geçip
sonbahar topraklarını aşarak
olgun ve ıslak
geldi sesin.
Bu, üç dakikalık bir zamandı.
Sonra, telefon simsiyah kapandı...

Nazım Hikmet.

The More Loving One- W. H. Auden

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

My Dream

This is my dream,
It is my own dream,
I dreamt it.
I dreamt that my hair was kempt.
Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it

Ogden Nash

Poem
(Nichita Stanescu)

If one day I were to kiss
the sole of your foot,
wouldn't you limp a little after,
fearing that you might crush my kiss?

Time for some limericks)))I just love them)))I mean limericks in general...
Ogden Nash
A flea and a fly in a flue
Were imprisoned, so what could they do?
Said the fly, "let us flee!"
"Let us fly!" said the flea.
So they flew through a flaw in the flue.

There once was a lady from Hyde,
Who ate a green apple and died,
While her lover lamented,
The apple fermented,
and made cider inside her inside.

There was a young lady from Niger,
Who smiled as she rode on a tiger.
After the ride
She was inside,
And the smile was on the face of the tiger.

more there
http://home.earthlink.net/~kristenaa/

new one for today ( but my others still waiting for translate )
Karsindayim iste sevdigim
Alevi cılız ve titrek bir mum gibi
Bilemezsin kac zamandır yandıgımı sana..
Al beni avuçlarının arasına sevdigim
Ya eriyip bitecegim o bakıslarının karsısında
Yada sondurecek beni sonsuza kadar
Bu deli sevdanın rüzgarı acımasızca ...

Bir sıcak soz yeter, bir sıcak gulus
Karanlıga acılan pencerem aydınlanır
Düşerken boşluğa son hızla
Sona varmadan, dururken baslangıcın önünde
Kurtarmak için beni
Bir sıcak söz yeter, bir sıcak gulus....

Shelley...
TO A SKYLARK

by: Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

AIL to thee, blithe Spirit!
Bird thou never wert,
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

Higher still and higher
From the earth thou springest
Like a cloud of fire;
The blue deep thou wingest,
And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.

In the golden lightning
Of the sunken sun,
O'er which clouds are bright'ning,
Thou dost float and run;
Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.

The pale purple even
Melts around thy flight;
Like a star of Heaven,
In the broad daylight
Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight,

Keen as are the arrows
Of that silver sphere
Whose intense lamp narrows
In the white dawn clear
Until we hardly see -- we feel, that it is there.

All the earth and air
With thy voice is loud,
As, when night is bare,
From one lonely cloud
The moon rains out her beams, and Heaven is overflowed.

What thou art we know not;
What is most like thee?
From rainbow clouds there flow not
Drops so bright to see
As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.

Like a poet hidden
In the light of thought,
Singing hymns unbidden,
Till the world is wrought
To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not:

Like a high-born maiden
In a palace tower,
Soothing her love-laden
Soul in secret hour
With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower:

Like a glow-worm golden
In a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden
Its aërial hue
Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view:

Like a rose embowered
In its own green leaves,
By warm winds deflowered,
Till the scent it gives
Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-wingèd thieves.

Sound of vernal showers
On the twinkling grass,
Rain-awakened flowers,
All that ever was,
Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass:

Teach us, Sprite or Bird,
What sweet thoughts are thine:
I have never heard
Praise of love or wine
That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.

Chorus Hymeneal,
Or triumphal chant,
Matched with thine would be all
But an empty vaunt,
A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want.

What objects are the fountains
Of thy happy strain?
What fields, or waves, or mountains?
What shapes of sky or plain?
What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?

With thy clear keen joyance,
Languor cannot be:
Shadow of annoyance
Never came near thee:
Thou lovest -- but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.

Waking or asleep,
Thou of death must deem
Things more true and deep
Than we mortals dream,
Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream?

We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Yet, if we could scorn
Hate, and pride, and fear;
If we were things born
Not to shed a tear,
I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.

Better than all measures
Of delightful sound,
Better than all treasures
That in books are found,
Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!

Teach me half the gladness
That thy brain must know,
Such harmonious madness
From my lips would flow
The world should listen then -- as I am listening now.

new one for today

Yelken actım fırtınalı bir aksamda
Gozlerinden olusan bir okyanusa
Dev dalgaların ardındaki sonsuzluga
Once savruldu teknem bir saga bir sola
Sonra ulastı bir sevgi adasına
Sevgiyi gordum Dalgalara muhtac olan sahillerde
Ruzgarlara muhtac olan dalgalarda


Yetmedi daha da enginlere gitmek istedim
Sonsuzluga acılan bir kapının ardına.
Ruzgar savurdu bedenimi sona giden yolda
Acılarla dolu bir ask adasına
Kavusmayı bekleyenlerde,
karsılıksız sevenlerde, umutsuzca ozleyenlerde
Gordüm askın yaralarını..

Yorgun bedenim gitmek istedi bu adadan,
Tekrar acılsamda enginlere,
Uzaklasamadım bu adadan
Gittigimi sansam da o son noktaya
Adaları bıraksamda ardımda,
Birtek seni bırakamadım ardımda.

Tekne battı dev dalgalarda
Kaldım bir basıma bu ıssız adada...

new a few poems for today... ( 02.02.2008 )

Ben bir gün batımıyım simdi
Aksamın darında
Faydam olmaz artık, dagın arkasındaki ota
Baksam geriye ne bıraktım senden arda
uc bes acıya bulanmıs bos bir hatıra

Yazılarımda anlamsız artık bakısların gibi
Versende artık geri
Yazdıgım mektubu, verdigim kalbimi
Ne kaldıki senden bana geri
Bir avuc solmus sevda cicegi.

Anlasaydın , dinleseydin bir beni
Ozaman gorurdun sen bendeki seni
Kaplamısken bu kibir seni
Bekleyemem artık senden beni sevmeni

Yollara dustum mecnun gibi
Daglara taslara sordum tanırlar diye belki seni
Cozmuyor artık dertlerimi, unutmaya calısmak seni
Ne olurdu dinleseydin bu bedeni.

Masumdur kendi bakısları gibi
Kin degildir sana besledigi
Bos degildir kalbi seninki gibi
Bos olan sensin baskasıdır onun sevdigi

Sen bilmedin bu sevginin kıymetini
Bulur elbet bu kalp kendi gibi yurekten seveni
Unutmam ben seni sevmesende beni
Sen gormezden gelsen de bu sevgimi.

CENK
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Bir parmaklık ta sen ekleme gonul pencereme
Bak sen de, demirleri pas tutmus pencerenden hayata
Cok uzaklardan gelse de sana da yeter gunesin ısıgı
Basakları olgunlastıran ruzgar gibi
Dokunuyorum simdi saclarına amansız
Kır neolur, uzerine kapanmıs celik sungulu mahpus kapılarını
Goreceksin ozgurluk sana ne yakın
Yuvası yıkılmıs bir kus feryadı gibi
Feryadım sana son gulumu de sen koparma yar
Serpistir sevda tohumlarını sen de uzerine
Sende ısmarla kendine yeni bir hayat
Beni bekle ısmarladıgın hayat icinde..

CENK

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Hüzün

Hüzünlere dalarım
Icinden cıkılması haftalar alan
Mutluluklarım vardır
Bir cocugun oyuncak hevesi kadar kısa
Ömrü günbatımı kardırdır sevincimin
Ötesini düsünmem nedense?

Sevdam vardır eski bir ceket gibi
Yamalı ama temiz
Sevmek güzeldir aslında
Güzel olmayan ise sevgili
Hayat kısa , uzun olan düsüncelerimiz
Bakıslarımız temizdir, cirkin olan gorduklerimiz
Olumde güzeldir aslında , güzel olmayan olulerdir.
Toprak temiz ve bizdendir,
Onu reddetmemiz icine girmek istemeyisimizdendir.
Kazandıklarımız , kaybettiklerimizdir
Kazanamadıklarımız ise, kaybetmeye goze alamadıklarımızdır...

CENK

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virane ömrüm

Ne arayanım var ne soranım
Senin ugrunda kaybolan yıllarıma yanarım
Kaybetmisim kendimi kendimde ararım
Virane olmus omrumun sebebi sensin
Hayallerle yuva kurdum
Harabe oldu,
Yıkıldı harabe altında kalbim kaldı
Tükendi ömrüm , azrail kapımı caldı,
Virane olmus ömrümün sebebi sensin...

CENK

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for my mother

Kendimi aşsam sana gelirdim Anne
Kurtulmak icin kacarken kendimden
Yine kendime takılıp dustum yere
Yer senin gibi kokuyordu Anne

Simdi ruzgar oksuyor saclarımı sen degil Anne
Gunes alınmasın ama, senin kadar sıcak degil Anne
Toprak kucagının rahatlıgını vermiyor bana
Hic bir yer senin yanın kadar guvenli degil Anne

Simdi, aglarken hep gozyaslarımı silen ellerini ozluyor
Gunahkar dudaklarım opmek icin
Yüregim yüreginin sıcaklıgını tasıyor Anne
Gece ustumu senin gibi ortmuyor
Kimseler sarmıyor beni sen gibi
Kendimi aşsam san gelirdim Anne.

Bir zalim beni baglamıs kendine sen gibi
Yuregi sıcacık tıpkı gülümsemen gibi
Ona da varamıyorum sana varamadıgım gibi
Kendimden kacsam sendeyim Anne...

William Butler Yeats

Never Give All The Heart

Never give all the heart, for love
Will hardly seem worth thinking of
To passionate women if it seem
Certain, and they never dream
That it fades out from kiss to kiss;
For everything that's lovely is
But a brief, dreamy. Kind delight.
O never give the heart outright,
For they, for all smooth lips can say,
Have given their hearts up to the play.
And who could play it well enough
If deaf and dumb and blind with love?
He that made this knows all the cost,
For he gave all his heart and lost.

SWEETHEART, do not love too long:
I loved long and long,
And grew to be out of fashion
Like an old song.
All through the years of our youth
Neither could have known
Their own thought from the other's,
We were so much at one.
But O, in a minute she changed -
O do not love too long,
Or you will grow out of fashion
Like an old song.

thnks for sharing handsom

TO THE DISTANT ONE

by: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

ND have I lost thee evermore,
Hast thou, oh, fair one, from me flown?
Still in mine ear sounds, as of yore,
Thine every word, thine every tone.

As when at morn the wanderer's eye
Attempts to pierce the air in vain,
When, hidden in the azure sky,
The lark high o'er him chants his strain:

So do I cast my troubled gaze
Through bush, through forest, o'er the lea;
Thou art invoked by all my lays;
Oh, come then, loved one, back to me!

Göthe - beautiful.

We should ask Siu to translate this

ÜÇÜNCÃœ ŞAHSIN ŞİİRİ-Atilla Ilhan

Gözlerin gözlerime degince,
felaketim olurdu aglardim.
Beni sevmiyordun bilirdim,
bir sevdigin vardi duyardim.
Çöp gibi bir oglan ipince,
hayirsizin biriydi fikrimce.
Ne vakit karsimda görsem,
öldürecegimden korkardim,
felaketim olurdu aglardim.

Ne vakit Maçka'dan geçsem,
limanda hep gemiler olurdu.
Agaçlar kus gibi gülerdi,
bir rüzgar aklimi alirdi.
Sessizce bir cigara yakardin,
parmaklarimin ucunu yakardin,
kirpiklerini egerdin bakardin.
Üsürdüm içim ürperirdi,
felaketim olurdu aglardim.

Aksamlar bir roman gibi biterdi.
Jezabel kan içinde yatardi.
Limandan bir gemi giderdi,
sen kalkip ona giderdin.
Benzin mum gibi giderdin,
sabaha kadar kalirdin.
Hayirsizin biriydi fikrimce,
güldü mü cenazeye benzerdi.
Hele seni kollarina aldi mi;
felaketim olurdu aglardim.

Yazdigim sensin her sabah
Günesle birlikte bulutlarin arasina
Anlatamiyorum ki nekadar cabalasam da
Bakislarindaki maviligin derinligini..

Unutmaya calistigim da sensin her gece
Ay'la birlikte sonsuz bir karanlikta
Unutamiyorum ki nekadar cabalasam da
Yüregimi isitan o sicacik sefkatini..

Inanmak senin elinde gercek nedir diye,
Inanmamak ise sadece senin tercihin
Kendimi anlatmak degil derdim
Ben zaten biraktigin o gercegin kendisiyim.

CENK

new one for today..

Öksüz gibiyim simdi, oturmusum bir duvar kenarına
Dökülmesin diye gozyaslarim, sıkıyorum dislerimi
Simdi yoksun yanımda, yoksulum yoklugunda
Hüznüme eslik eder rüzgar ugultusuyla
Ay aydinlatmaz karanlik gecemi,
Birden gunes dogar sabahima, farketmeden aksam olur birden
Sen benmisim meger ben sen, nafile unutamam seni
Gitmen mi gerekiyordu bu dunyamdan
Bile bile kaybedecegimi tum benligimi
Dayanmısım simdi ismin yazili kurumus agaca
Dönsen yeserirmi sevdigim.
Alırmı seni iceri yeniden kırılmıs kalbim
Bilmem sıcak mıdır içi eskisi gibi
Usursun diye alamam içeri, ısrar etme ne olur
Kırılmıs bir kalbi tamir etmek bilmem nekadar dogru olur.

CENK

Thnk you Marion for translations i am grateful

Bilemiyorum karsilasirmiyiz yine ilerde bir gün
Bakarmiyim gözlerinin icine yine saatlerce,
Izlermiyiz yine birbirimizi uyurken
Yine boyle bir sevgililer gununde.

Bilemiyorum yine gülümsermisin beni düsündügünde ilerde bir gün
hissedermisin ince bir sızı o sevgi dolu kalbinde
Sararmi bir ates yeniden tüm bedenini
Yine boyle bir sevgililer gününde.

Yıkanmaz benim sevgim zaman hep yagmurlu gecsede
Vücudumu kaplayan yagmur degil , gozlerimdeki inciler
Bilemem bana donermisin ilerde bir gün yine
Umrumda degil, bekliyor olacagim seni yine boyle bir sevgililer gununde...

CENK..

thnk you kafesteki kus and thnk you marion for translate

This is not from me but i love this song lyrics

Bryan Adams - Please Forgive me

It still feels like our first night together
Feels like the first kiss and
It's gettin' better baby
No one can better this
I'm still hold on and you're still the one
The first time our eyes met it's the same feelin' I get
Only feels much stronger and I wanna love ya longer
You still turn the fire on

So If you're feelin' lonely.. don't
You're the only one I'd ever want
I only wanna make it good
So if I love ya a little more than I should

Please forgive me I know not what I do
Please forgive me I can't stop lovin' you
Don't deny me

This pain I'm going through
Please forgive me
If I need ya like I do
Please believe me
Every word I say is true
Please forgive me I can't stop loving you
Still feels like our best times are together
Feels like the first touch

We're still gettin' closer baby
Can't get close enough I'm still holdin' on
You're still number one I remember the smell of your skin
I remember everything
I remember all your moves
I remember you
I remember the nights ya know I still do

One thing I'm sure of
Is the way we make love
And the one thing I depend on
Is for us to stay strong
With every word and every breath I'm prayin'
That's why I'm sayin'...

Cybernetics... thanks for bringing this song on my mind.

please forgive me, bryan adams

http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=tV8x2HKTRdM
i know you do not mind cyber

New one for today ...(15.02.2008)

Gunes , o sicak yuzu ile merhaba derken bu sabah
Karanliktan cıkmaya calısan sogumus bedenime,
Gozlerimi acıp, sana da merhaba diyemedim.

Düşledigim gibi olmayacakti yine bu sabah
Sen olmayacaktin yanimda goremeyecektim maviligini
Yagmayacaktı mutluluk yagmurları üzerime
Merhaba desem ne olacak hersabah
Pencereme gelen su sicak günese...

CENK..

Thnk you so much AYLA i am grateful..

thnks for your compliments ,catwoman and kafesteki kus

New 2 for today (18.02.2008)
Çok soguk...
Bugün kar var dısarda,
Buz gibi bir hava, parmaklarım dunmus uyandıgımda
Baktım bembeyaz bir örtü kaplamıs tüm acıların üstünü
Gülümsedim, pencerimin demirlerine konmuş kücük bir serceye

Birseyler soylemek ister gibi baktı bana
Sanki, üsüme, bu kıs gecer bahar gelir diyordu
Hangi mevsim seni bana getirir ki? hangi bahar? hangi kış?
Mevsimleri saymaktansa hep bir ümitle,
Bırak, herzaman kar yagsın acılarımın üstüne

CENK...

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Sanslıyım

Her aldıgımda gitarı elime
Seni calıyorum her notada
Sana soyluyorum her sarkıyı
Yüregimin haykırısını duymasanda



Yazdıgım her siirde, her sarkıda
Ne kadar sanslısın ki, sen varsın
En az senin kadar şanslıyım ki,
Her şiiri , her şarkıyı yazdıgım tek kadınsın

CENK...

soulmates

i had often wondered
what does to have a soulmate mean
does it really ever happen
or is it simply just a dream
then suddenly into my life
came the greatest gift i could receive
a soulmate who has brought more joy than i ever could believe.
For i knew from when i met you
we had something very rare
it was as if we were as one
and we would for each other care
far deeper even than my my heart
is the love i feel for you.
The way it lies within my soul
tells me it's really true
for, before i'd never found
such meaning in each day
nor the close and loving bond
i share with you in every way.

i would be grateful if anybody could also translate this into turkish. xx

special dream

if i could dream a special dream
and have that dream come true
i would dream of love and happiness
and share that dream with you

i dream a dream of you my dear
a dream for us to share
a dream to show my love for you
a dream to show i care

as each days dawns and starts anew
and each day ends i think of you
and inbetween, no matter where
in my thoughts
you're always there

if i could dream a special dream
then things would be alright
as i would not be dreaming
as i'd be with you every night

Thnks northernangel81 ,for sharing them with us , i hope somebody will try to translate them in turkish soon

it is my pleasure darling. thanx for telling me about this thread. x

New one for today (21.02.2008 early morning )

Saat 05:43 hala uyumadim dunku gibi,
Sessizligin ortasında duydugum sadece senin sesin
Her saniye geçerken hayatımdan
Düsündüm karanlıgımı aydınlatan o guzel yuzunu
Gün agarmaya baslarken,
Parıldayan tek yıldız var bulutların arasında
Alevlenen bir tek senin ismin var yine kalbimin ortasında
Duyabilirmisin sesimi hiç konusmasamda
Hissedermisin seni düsündügümü
Benim sabahım, senin aksamın olan bu soguk subat gününde..


there are some poems above still waiting for translation
so i need ayla or marion again

Thank you so much AYLA

You're welcome

thnks again Ayla

New one for today ..

Oyle bir baktın ki bana
Unutmak imkansız o parıltını,
Oyle derinlere dalmısım ki
Cabalamak nafile, kaybolmusum maviliginde
Nefes almak bile son isteğim
Boğulmak varken okyanus gözlerinde...

Hoscakal demeyecegim sana
Kadere bir sans daha verecegim,
Gunun birinde kavusursak eger
Hatırlarsan beni,belki tekrar gülecegim
Zincire vurumluşsa da yüregim umutsuzlar limanında
Sunu asla unutma seni hep sevecegim..

Cenk

Cenk, try to translate your poems yourself, otherwise, they will get lost among other posts and nobody here can appreciate them I'm sure your english is good enough..

Thank you kafesteki kus for this poem and thnks eddie for sharing it with us.. thnks alot

New one for today ( 26.02.2008 )

Gokkusagındaki renkler gibisin
Yesil kadar huzur verici gülüsün
Mavi kadar derin gözlerin
Kırmızı kadar sıcak kalbin..
Yagmur yagar, ardından cıkarsın ortaya
Sanki hayat verirsin tüm dogaya..

Kısa bir süre bile olsa,
Seni gormek, güzelligine bakmak,
Barındırdıgın tüm renkleri hissetmek kadar güzel ne olabilir?
Bilsemde az sonra gideceğini korkmam,
Bilirim cunku tekrar gelecegini,
Gonlume yagan bu yagmur hic bitmesin,
Her sagnak ardından seni gorebileyim..

CENK

You're welcome, but I didn't know if the child in the dream was a boy or a girl, your decision...

I Want to Be Inside You
Pierre de Ronsard

A hundred times I wish I could transform myself
And become an invisible spirit that hides inside your heart
And seeks to comprehend your scorn
Which seems to me so cruel.

I would become master of your emotion.
I would discover the pulse of your nerves
As they flow through your flesh and change
Your disdain. And then I would know you.

In spite of yourself, against your will
I would be a part of your desires and your terms.
And I would chase the coolness from your veins.

So perfectly, love could set fire to you,
Then, when I saw them burst into full flame,
I would step out and be a man again.

Erotic poetry time? Here's Erica Jong:

The Long Tunnel of Wanting You
From How to Save Your Own Life

This is the long tunnel of wanting you.
Its walls are lined with remembered kisses
wet & red as the inside of your mouth,
full & juicy as your probing tongue,
warm as your belly against mine,
deep as your navel leading home,
soft as your sleeping cock beginning to stir,
tight as your legs wrapped around mine,
straight as your toes pointing toward the bed
as you roll over & thrust your hardness
into the long tunnel of my wanting,
seeding it with dreams & unbearable hope,
making memories of the future,
straightening out my crooked past,
teaching me to live in the present present tense
with the past perfect and the uncertain future
suddenly certain for certain
in the long tunnel of my old wanting
which before always had an ending
but now begins & begins again
with you, with you, with you.

Yours is indecent() Daydreamer!!
I love it..

Brancusi - The kiss
(poem)

Since we honor 'The Kiss'...

KISS

While you sleep – I am here.
While you wake – I am near..
When you smile – your lips red.
Kiss …..

While you speak – I listen.
While you rest – I awake.
When you cry – my tears glisten.
Kiss ….

While you dance – I am singing.
While you search – I am finding.
When you desire – my urge strengthens.
Kiss...

While you breathe – I am captured.
While you live- You allure me.
When you love - my heart is enchanted.
Kiss …..

While you walk, talk and laugh..
While you nap, worry, wonder.....
When you Breathe, live and love…
Kiss.

Kiss….. while the poppies grow.
Kiss….. while moon’s aglow..
Kiss….. while the wind shifts…
Kiss….. while the snow drifts…
While the sun shines and the rain dines…

While you sleep, wake and smile.
Laugh, rest or cry……
While you sing, search, desire…
When..…..you breathe.
Worry not dear one …instead.
Wonder…...and
Kiss...

On the first day of love…
Kiss.
While I am near...
Kiss.

While I breathe...

While I can be found...

Kiss.....

eddie

Eddie this poem is wonderful and so very close to me.
Thank you.

Poetry, like music is for all people from the four corners
of the world. If a poem can bring peace, joy or love to even
one of those, Portokal, then it will have been worth writing.

I am most grateful you enjoy the KISS and that it may have
brought you closer to the one you love...
: >
eddie

Francesco Hayez

deleted on request

For somebody here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VHapMnqSeR8

At Lunchtime A Story of Love -Roger Mcgough

When the bus stopped suddenly
to avoid damaging
a mother and child in the road,
the young lady in the green hat sitting opposite,
was thrown across me,
and not being one to miss an opportunity
I started to make love.

At first, she resisted,
saying that it was too early in the morning,
and too soon after breakfast,
and anyway, she found me repulsive.
But when I explained
that this being a nuclearage
the world was going to end at lunchtime,
she took off her green hat,
put her bus ticket into her pocket
and joined in the exercise.

The bus people,
and there were many of them,
were shocked and surprised,
and amused and annoyed.
But when the word got around
that the world was going to end at lunchtime,
they put their pride in their pockets
with their bus tickets
and made love one with the other.
And even the bus conductor,
feeling left out,
climbed into the cab,
and struck up some sort of relationship with the driver.

That night,
on the bus coming home,
we were all a little embarrassed.
Especially me and the young lady in the green hat.
And we all started to say
in different ways
how hasty and foolish we had been.
But then, always having been a bit of a lad,
I stood up and said it was a pity
that the world didnt nearly end every lunchtime,
and that we could always pretend.
And then it happened ...

Quick as a crash
we all changed partners,
and soon the bus was a quiver
with white, mothball bodies doing naughty things.

And the next day
and everyday
In every bus
In every street
In every town
In every country

People pretended
that the world was coming to an end at lunchtime.
It still hasnt.
Although in a way it has.