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    				My third poem in English
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				 23 Oct 2006 Mon 01:57 pm | 
			 
			
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	A Love Poem
 
 To her... who likes ricocheting stone on the surface of water.
 
 The streets turned on blue, misted up my eyes
 I smiled, went mad, cried one more time
 Neither the sky nor the sea is blue my beautiful love
 Four times four nights, between us the four lost symphonies
 I experienced the four seasons in your eyes 
 That all poets tried to describe, all painters draw
 The most beautiful blue they are
 How could I say now I had a mind
 - I was blind, I was blind! -
 The streets turned on blue, misted up my eyes
 I smiled, went mad, loved you one more time
 Look, I beg you, into my eyes.
 
 23rd October'06, Turkey
 
 Any comment is welcome.		 
		
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				 23 Oct 2006 Mon 02:29 pm | 
			 
			
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	How about WOW!!		 
		
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				 23 Oct 2006 Mon 02:42 pm | 
			 
			
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	 Quoting cyrano: Any comment is welcome.  |  
  
 
 For the first time here....I am lost for words...except, its beautiful  
 		
		
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				 23 Oct 2006 Mon 04:00 pm | 
			 
			
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	It certainly is beautiful. So romantic.		 
		
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				 02 Nov 2006 Thu 02:50 pm | 
			 
			
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	that is a lovely poem thank you for sharing  		 
		
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				 02 Nov 2006 Thu 05:02 pm | 
			 
			
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	İt's so lovely,heartful,and reaching the heart .		 
		
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				 12 Mar 2007 Mon 05:20 am | 
			 
			
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	 Quoting cyrano: A Love Poem
 
 To her... who likes ricocheting stone on the surface of water.
 
 The streets turned on blue, misted up my eyes
 I smiled, went mad, cried one more time
 Neither the sky nor the sea is blue my beautiful love
 Four times four nights, between us the four lost symphonies
 I experienced the four seasons in your eyes 
 That all poets tried to describe, all painters draw
 The most beautiful blue they are
 How could I say now I had a mind
 - I was blind, I was blind! -
 The streets turned on blue, misted up my eyes
 I smiled, went mad, loved you one more time
 Look, I beg you, into my eyes.
 
 23rd October'06, Turkey
 
 Any comment is welcome.  |  
  
 
 With one word - Excellent! Thank you, cyrano! Please keep posting your works.    		
		
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				 12 Mar 2007 Mon 08:48 am | 
			 
			
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	touching really.  thank u for sharing.  		 
		
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				 12 Mar 2007 Mon 12:15 pm | 
			 
			
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	excellent and soul-searching, thanks for a very romantic poem 		 
		
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				 12 Mar 2007 Mon 12:30 pm | 
			 
			
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	 Quoting TeresaJana:  touching really   |  
  
 
 Quoting Pizza: excellent and soul-searching  |  
  
 
 I can do nothing but to agree with you. He is indeed a great poet!		
		
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