Ayhan Diril Poems

Who says it is easy to forget the beloved one?
Does it matter how much you cried?
After the beloved one's gone.
Does it matter how many roses got dried?
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This is an October day,
I feel little bit cold.
This is the month when
Most glamorous
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Be patient my heart
There is a long way to run.
Your patience is for the Beloved one.
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n the streets you have been to
Still remains your fascinating smell.
My world, without you, is nothing but a cell.
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On the narrow pavements,
I get closer to a giant block.
My feet are so tired, I can't walk.
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Freshly washed clouds in tides
start taking their routine rides.
They wonder the white doves
flying with their flapping loves.
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Before the sunset, I placed a small box
on my windowsill, some water and my hugs.
Piece of grain is ready for you, shy doves.
Love doesn't hurt, don't hesitate to come.
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It was such a cold and stormy winter day.
She had no bed to sleep, no place to stay.
Scrambled in a dark corner, in hand, a gas lighter,
She was cold and weak, no longer a big fighter.
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As the clock strikes it's almost night.
There starts a fight in my heart.
I gaze at you dear mirror on the wall.
As I start chatting to you, in my deep trance.
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ou can't grasp it, life is melting away
Is it the day dying or your hair getting gray?
It was the bright moon we dreamed to see most.
Look! What I have is in my dream is just a ghost.
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