Metin Sahin Poems

jailhouse
evening
spring
memories
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THE electric lamps are lit up
at the top of the telegram posts
in front of the WHITE HOUSE
at the edge of the main road
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you must take living very serıous
you cannot joke with the living
you must live very seriously and solemnly
like a squirrel for example
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when I am well
and in my happy good days
many hands try to reach me
and try to shake my hands
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my brethren
ı cannot say properly

what I want to say to you
even not express myself for you sufficiently
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In a city in TURKEY
on the second day of Corban Feast
november 14..2011
a little girl about six or seven
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my beloved soul
shut your eyes slowly and slowly
and gently
and lıke dıvıng into water
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My GOD.. my LORD
ı now understood only you can live lonely without needing anybody
ı have endured all kinds of sufferings help me
grant me a little bit of joy of living
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we have forgotten the spirit
subjected to material things
we are full of treachery..we need love immediately
we lie and swindle..sole job fancy and dreaming
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you will all be spoilt by anger
rage sufficates humanity
why we need enmity
when there is love
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