Metin Sahin Poems

evening...falls early in prison
in vain..even if you were a dragon
neither youre expertise in struggling
or your having a brave heart like a double edged fork
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the souls are in haste impressed with another time and with an other place
even the shore is sooty with the colorful smoke may be on face
in vain trying to explore and examine the other world and the fear from it
when the day has come to weigh anchor from our time more and more
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I want to smile
as I want
free
when i have the chance
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then
suddenly
a mannısh dry voıce interfered
and interrupted the femınıne wet voıce
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I saw my beloved
in my dream
her breasts open
like so
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He was born ın KAVAk village
in çankırı..TURKEY
on 1921
they salted him
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neither a voice from far.far away
aloof
neither settling the lines of a poem
to make the obscure more obscure
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when the dawn enlightens by the horns of my oxen
I plow the soıl with my prıde in my patient struggle
under my bare feet ı feel the soil humid and warm
with brilliant lights in my arm muscles
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OH..the good neighbour, we could not find you very easily
we long for in a long year your serene comforting balcony
we stood wineless in the middle of the burning hot plain
all over wearied and our lips dry, cracked and drain
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