Ahmet Yalcinkaya Poems

time was yellow at that day
like a leaf
and the woman gave birth to betrayal
pure of mother-of-pearl so shown
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I come every morning to the beginning of this street
thinking that you will pass from here
I wait, wait, and wait…
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i lost my mind
since the moment i have seen you
i found me a way
go and go
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I cannot say come to you
I cannot call you while I am like you
I do not call you from climates far away
before fears
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if you name your hair a rope
whip my soul with it
tighten my neck
i am willing
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