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I will translate some of my poems to English, i know some of it will sound silly and wont rhyme but i try. At least you will know what i am writing about. :smile:

Sad little boy

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sad little boy all that what he was, nothing more or less. Maybe the saddest one i ever known in my entire life. In the beginning he was happy, and he enjoyed life. He had some deep and pure feelings on his heart, nobody could ever see or understand, because no body didn't really seems to care about his feelings. He was different from the other kids, the idea he had was unique. His parents was often mad at him because of his wrong valuations of life. His father always told him that he couldn't make it to far on this world with that kind of stupid ideas he had. Love came on the first place for for the little kid, but according to his parents, love was nonsense. Knowledge was on the second place to the little kid, but according to his parents, knowledge was equal to money. Trust came in the third place, but his fatter always told him not to trust even on his own father. He had to much feelings and to much love, and yet more to grow, but he needed some response, like the flower who needed sunshine. He didn't get any sunshine to his leaves. The kids father had right about trust, because the first person who abandoned him was his own father. Now he knew the truth about trust and he admired his father, because he told him the truth about trust. He always taught, that the purest love was the mothers love to her kid, until he was left alone by his mother. But he still believed in love, until he was left alone by the only one girl he loved. There was only knowledge left, it was worth something, he made many friends by his incredible knowledge, until the friends he made could see he was a fraud. They where disappointed by the kids knowledge, his idea was nothing worth, they couldn't be rich by his knowledge. Then they left him one by one. Now he was all alone, he didn't believe in love, he didn't trust anyone, and he didn't care about the birds, butterflies or the flowers. he was only sad, sad and lonely little boy. He should listen to the parents advice. He waisted eighty years, to find out that his parent was right, and he didn't made to far on this world.

By Suat Y.

Ben bir cicegim

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Ben bir çiçeğim

Güneşe hasret toprağı dert renginde

Baharı beklerim gelmez bir türlü mevsiminde

Ben bir ağacım

Meyvesi acı kökü sabit derinde

Yapraklarımı saldım göklere haber getirsin diye

Ben bir kuşum

Kanadı kırık uçamadım gök mavilerinde

Mutsuz oldum altın kaplı kafesimde

Ben bir sevdayım

Bahtı kara kavuşamadım yârime

Kayboldum yârin mavi gözlerinde

Ben bir dertli Suat'ım

Bıraksınlar beni kendi halime

Boyun eymem zaman denen zalime


Suat y.

I don't know..

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A life time i searched answers to many questions, some i found, some i didn't. Question without answer was not a big deal, because some day or time the answer would pop up from some where. Now the big problem is that i have an answer without question. how can i find the question to an answer i already found? I do not search anymore. First time in my life i find every questions worthless, why, when, where, has no meaning to me anymore... I have to act without reason, I want to act.... act in silence, act in darkness, don't look back, and i wont listen to any questions or sounds. I have the answer, is this the right answer? I Don't know......I don't know what to do with an answer without question.

HAŞLANMIŞ KURBAĞA

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HAŞLANMIŞ KURBAĞA

Son insanlar
Bizden sonra bir iki nesil daha ya var ya yok
Son zamanlar yaşanıyor
dünya dönmekten bıkmış usanmış çatırdıyor
İnsanlar hâlâ akıllanmamış uslanmamış.
Yaşamak daha da zor olmuş
insanlar insanlıktan çıkmış
farkında değiliz ama, galiba sonumuz gelmiş.

Katliamlar
Dünya kan gölüne dönmüş, binlerce çocuk daha yaşamadan ölmüş
Irklar bir birine kanlı bıçaklı olmuş, dinler arasında savaşlar çıkmış
Ölüm toplu halde olur hale gelmiş, tarlalar çiçek yerine ceset dolmuş
Analar doğmamış çocuklarına kıymış,evlatlar Babalarına kıymış
zulüm artmış, zalim çoğalmış
Katliam toplu halde apaçık yapılır hale gelmiş
İnsanlar ölüm kokusunu duymaz, kanın allığını görmez olmuş.


İlim ve Tarih
Artik Tarihi unutmak mümkün değil, tarih kayıt edilmiş
Geleceğin farkı kalmamış geçmişten, İnsan ders almamış tarihten
Zaman yok artık, burada olup biteni, oradaki biliyor
İlim, almış başını uçsuz bucaksız bir yola gitmiş
Vereme çare bulunmuş, mahsuller 10 katini verir olmuş


Kurbağa testi
Kurbağa kaynar suya atılmış, yandığını anında fark etmiş ve fırlayıp kaçmış.
Kurbağa soğuk suda yavaş, yavaş kaynatılmış, hiçbir şeyin farkına varmadan haşlanmış.
Dünya kaynıyor ama biz farkına varmıyoruz.
Kurbağa misali halimizden memnun yaşıyoruz.

Takıntılar avutuyor bizi.
Uyanamamışız bizi ufak tefek takıntılar uyutmuş
Kimimiz paraya takmış, kazandıkça kazanmış, yine doymamış.
Kimimiz fakirliğe takmış, açlıkla mücadele ede, ede kendini kaybetmiş.
Kimimiz politika, ideoloji yolunda ezmiş ezilmiş, kendini unutmuş.
Kimimiz eğlenceye dalmış, bir gece orada, bir gece burada, kimliğini kaybetmiş.
Ben uyandım, keşke uyanmaz olsaydım, su çoktan kaynamış geç kalınmış…

suat


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