Aygun Cengiz Poems

A forsaken raven in the night, faring away,
Floating against the wind, towards the milky way,
Black he is, darker than the night,
Diving through his madness with all his might.
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The clouds on the horizon,
were weeping in the morning.
The child cried with them,
for she wanted to play outside.
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Allfather

Lo! Let my sufferings ring your ears!
What good can come from you to a peasant like me?
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Her moonlight ripped open my sunburn
Merciless was she, with red eyes she seized me
I did not tremble, naught did I do in return
I embraced the coldness with never ending glee.
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