Metin Sahin

Freshman - 620 Points (28.03.1943 / balı kesir turkey)

Metin Sahin Poems

121. Come.....Come Along Now 12/19/2011
122. I Am A Poet 4/13/2009
123. Life Is Poem 3/26/2009
124. The Windows 2/16/2015
125. Dervish 8/22/2013
126. Occupation 11/27/2012
127. It Is Snowing In Darkness I 3/6/2015
128. Good Neighbour 1/21/2012
129. Who Is Hamdi I 3/12/2015
130. The Dream Of Abraham 3/3/2015
131. Five Minutes Please Ii By Nazim Hikmet 2/19/2015
132. I Want To Love 1/15/2012
133. Reaching The New Spring 3/15/2009
134. The Nobel Prize 10/16/2016
135. Evening In Prison 2/14/2012
136. Fright 6/28/2013
137. My Young Beloved's Bag 9/19/2011
138. The Last Duty 8/18/2011
139. A Drop Of Water 12/21/2009
140. All Alone 3/15/2009
141. Five Minutes Please Iii 3/16/2015
142. Obama The Huseyin 5/2/2009
143. The Running To Spring 1/5/2012
144. A Hot Summer Afternoon 3/15/2009
145. A Blind Girl 3/12/2012

Comments about Metin Sahin

  • metin sahin..poet (6/14/2018 10:26:00 AM)

    Ihave lost and forgot my passport.how can ı get ıt bacjk?

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

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

  • Miriam Maia Padua Miriam 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 ...

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Mona Lisa

when I first saw her....I wasd a little child...I said mother...was she bearing me...in her...then as I grew up...she became my beloved...how many beloveds..she might have seen that, , , , she tickled...smiled..and laughed...Oh....mona Lisa...mpna lisa...you have broken my heart....

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