Metin Sahin

Rookie - 381 Points (28.03.1943 / balı kesir turkey)

Metin Sahin Poems

1. Wounded Man 3/14/2009
2. Longİ Ng Through The Seasons 3/14/2009
3. Rodin's Man 3/15/2009
4. Mona Lisa 3/15/2009
5. Autumn 3/15/2009
6. Getting Bored Of Lİ Fe And Living 3/19/2009
7. Family Homes 3/21/2009
8. The Blind Couple 3/22/2009
9. Woman And Her Spring Child 4/1/2009
10. Snow Sweet 4/7/2009
11. Paul Anka 4/9/2009
12. Seeİ Ng The One Above 4/10/2009
13. Our Liberation War 4/21/2009
14. As The Spring Walks 4/21/2009
15. Young Woman With Bandanna 4/29/2009
16. Walking Free 5/1/2009
17. Every Morning 3/15/2009
18. Rage...Paİ N And Shame 5/7/2009
19. To My Mother 6/10/2009
20. Lonely Poplar 8/1/2009
21. Farewell Summer Good_Bye 8/20/2009
22. Children And Me 9/6/2009
23. Aproaching The New...The Unknown 12/20/2009
24. Do Yu Know 12/20/2009
25. The Wordly Rule 12/22/2009
26. The Chimney 12/23/2009
27. This Enduring Life 1/18/2010
28. The Old Woman And The Old Mansion 1/21/2010
29. How Severe Is The Winter There 2/15/2010
30. A Woman 3/25/2010
31. Could The Spring Come Back Again 3/28/2010
32. Rich 6/9/2010
33. They Have Killed The Peace 10/16/2010
34. Bornova 1983....Five Minutes Past The Spring 7/13/2009
35. September 9/27/2011
36. Hope 10/9/2011
37. Not Anything Of Me 11/5/2011
38. How 10/12/2011
39. A Man From The Slum District 12/19/2011
40. The Petition Scribe 12/23/2011
Best Poem of Metin Sahin

A Hot Summer Afternoon

the sound ofthe summoning to prayer..ezan...the workmen destructing the building to soil....men are openin g there hands to sky...to cry....a bit...the carrying what to their nests...to their barns...for winter...a beauty combing her long hair in the mirror...my mother crying again...remembering my dead father...complaining from us....the birds are migrating to other lands..a wind blows her hot breath.....on our faces...in a flower pot....a flower suicides...

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Rodin's Man

the serpents... hanging down from the branches..of the apple trees...I sat upon the skies..flew to heaven...washed me the seas...the falling rain...the singing birds...the green eyes of eve...waver in the horizons of the spring....And....all the blue of the green plains...felll on the whiteness of my dreams....And shattered the universe..from head

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