Nazim Hikmet

(1902-1963 / Turkey)

Nazim Hikmet Poems

1. The Japanese Fisherman 4/20/2010
2. The Miniature Woman 4/20/2010
3. To Samet Vurgun 4/20/2010
4. The Faces Of Our Women 4/20/2010
5. The Walnut Tree 4/20/2010
6. After Release From Prison 4/20/2010
7. Thinking Of You 4/20/2010
8. Since I’ve Been In Jail 4/20/2010
9. Poems For Piraye (9 To 10 O’clock Poems) 4/20/2010
10. Today Is Sunday 1/13/2003
11. On The Fifth Day Of A Hunger Strike 4/20/2010
12. Hiroshima Child 4/20/2010
13. I Want To Die Before You 4/20/2010
14. I Love You 4/20/2010
15. Gioconda And Si-Ya-U 1/13/2003
16. About My Poetry 1/13/2003
17. You 4/20/2010
18. Angina Pectoris 1/13/2003
19. Last Will And Testament 1/13/2003
20. I Think Of You... 4/20/2010
21. You Are My Drunkenness 4/20/2010
22. Autobiography 1/13/2003
23. Don Quixote 1/13/2003
24. Regarding Art 1/13/2003
25. Our Eyes 1/13/2003
26. Lion In An Iron Cage 1/13/2003
27. A Spring Piece Left In The Middle 1/13/2003
28. The Strangest Creature On Earth 1/13/2003
29. Five Lines 4/20/2010
30. Some Advice To Those Who Will Serve Time In Prison 1/13/2003
31. It's This Way 1/13/2003
32. Letter To My Wife 1/13/2003
33. On Living 1/13/2003
34. A Sad State Of Freedom 1/13/2003
35. Things I Didn'T Know I Loved 1/13/2003
36. Letters From A Man In Solitary 1/13/2003
37. Optimistic Man 1/13/2003
38. Hymn To Life 1/13/2003

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  • Aliiiii (3/29/2019 10:55:00 AM)

    Where did you read that poem

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  • Monaa (2/22/2019 12:37:00 PM)

    Anybody has this poem from Nazem Hikmet (I miss myself...) ?

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  • Monaa (2/22/2019 12:33:00 PM)

    If anybody has this poem from Nazem Hikmet which start with......I miss myself...I want to put my head in a.....for a weak and rest.In the darkness put a tree on my shoulder and rest under it.......

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    If anybody have this poem please let me know.Thanks

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    a brilliant name of WORLD POEMS

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    I love the poem I am a walnut tree. It is also a song

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Best Poem of Nazim Hikmet

Hymn To Life

The hair falling on your forehead
suddenly lifted.
Suddenly something stirred on the ground.
The trees are whispering
in the dark.
Your bare arms will be cold.

Far off
where we can't see,
the moon must be rising.
It hasn't reached us yet,
slipping through the leaves
to light up your shoulder.
But I know
a wind comes up with the moon.
The trees are whispering.
Your bare arms will be cold.

From above,
from the branches lost in the dark,
...

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Last Will And Testament

Comrades, if I don't live to see the day
-- I mean,if I die before freedom comes --
take me away
and bury me in a village cemetery in Anatolia.

The worker Osman whom Hassan Bey ordered shot
can lie on one side of me, and on the other side
the martyr Aysha, who gave birth in the rye
and died inside of forty days.

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