Metin Sahin

Freshman - 581 Points (28.03.1943 / balı kesir turkey)

Metin Sahin Poems

81. When There Is Love 7/30/2013
82. Allah And His Army At Sinai Desert 7/31/2013
83. Do Not Make The Trees Ablaze 8/2/2013
84. A Poem Written For ''The Jailhouse Gate'' Of Ibrahim Balaban 12/27/2012
85. Memories And Dreams 12/29/2012
86. Çankiri Turkey 1940 Seen From A Prison Window I 1/6/2013
87. About Living 6/13/2013
88. Love And Men 8/4/2013
89. Read 8/3/2013
90. Love Is A Remedy 9/12/2013
91. The Last Station 1/7/2015
92. The Mosque 1/15/2015
93. Spring And Me 1/15/2015
94. Life And Death 1/28/2015
95. Salah And Salah 1/28/2015
96. Shelter Tha Almighty 2/1/2015
97. We Are Not Alone Ii 12/6/2013
98. The Most Important To Survive 2/1/2014
99. Departure 1/4/2015
100. A Cover Picture 2/24/2015
101. Odes 3/16/2015
102. Prayer To The Almighty 1/6/2015
103. Çankiri Turkey! 940 Seen From A Prison Windowii 7/9/2013
104. Giving Birth To A New World By Nazim Hikmet 6/15/2013
105. Spring 12/2/2012
106. A New Baby Is Being Borne 2/23/2012
107. The Gloomy News (After Rhe Big Earthquake In 1930s) 1/2/2012
108. The Old Woman On The Road 7/13/2009
109. Floods And Disasters 12/21/2009
110. I Am Not In My Mood 6/11/2009
111. Do You Remember When 9/18/2011
112. The Silent Ship 12/26/2011
113. A Corpse Thrown Into A River 6/28/2013
114. Station 7/10/2013
115. Postman 1/2/2015
116. We Are Not Alone I 10/23/2013
117. Journey 12/19/2012
118. Five Minutes Please I By Nazim Hikmet 2/18/2015
119. Five Minutes Please Iii 3/16/2015
120. Poem For Raki (Raki Is Turkish Brandy) 12/21/2011

Comments about Metin Sahin

  • Maia Padua Maia Padua (11/3/2011 8:16:00 AM)

    Your poems are melancholic...
    touching...talks more on lonely life...
    it's nice to read...

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  • Maia Padua Maia Padua (11/3/2011 8:16:00 AM)

    Your poems are melancholic...
    touching...talks more on lonely life...
    it's nice to read...

Best Poem of Metin Sahin

A Blind Girl

she was blind
but that is life
relentless life
she was blind
but young and beautiful
blonde
like an angel in heaven
sometimes she feels
as if she is in prison
sometimes cries and weeps lonely..all alone
sighing
like every woman
this young beautiful girl has also a heart
to love and to be loved by
she sometimes giggles and soimetimes laughs
in whispers and in louds
it was life
relentless life
she was blind and blonde
she was young and beautiful
and like every other woman has a heart
never the less
in anyway
her parents left ...

Read the full of A Blind Girl

Every Morning

every morning...he takes his off...his eyes...from their places...clumsily...lazı ly.....as he...as he leaves out..and gets out of his dreams...then he...puts on his feet...counts his arms..and if his fingers are in teir right places and complete...he places his head to its usual place...he then takes out his stomach....pours some tea in it..

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