Betulip, Dedicated To Poetiwife Poem by Okan Emanet

Betulip, Dedicated To Poetiwife



Over the valleys of my heart extends a new flower,
Throughout the empire of lonesome plants grows an unusual clover
The prophecy to be uttered is a sure star for any evil eye,
Whereby an excellent waterfall arouses a lie and tie
You are my beauty, the name of whom is Betulip
Let me sigh over, shining every morning so as to have a love-clip
Let me water my leaves that are about to wither and slip
Intensify the inner and outer part of the world, let it be tulip
There is a world lying here; let it die out through your lip

You've glanced at me before,
But I certainly need much more;
Otherwise, I am standing at your door

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Louis Rams 25 July 2010

TAKING THIS WORD AND DIVIDING IT IN TWO SHOWS THE INNER YOU. BE- TULIP very well written! i like it

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 03 August 2010

A beautiful poem dedicated to the beauty of your own heart.The way you look at her is wonderful. Keep standing, Okan, until she glances at you for infinity time. Best Wishws.

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Let me sigh over, shining every morning Ah the sighs of love, ever sighing ever missing, moments of longing, in the desire to return to, our beloved.

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, great metaphor! A certain sadness to the write with underlining hope and love.A lovely read.; D

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Hans Vr 26 July 2010

Dear Friend, I am happy to see the change from all encompassing sadness to renewed positive expectations and lots of hope. You are really a master with words and can express your feelings so wonderfully. Keep it up. I pray your poetiwife may be with you forever.

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Omar Ibrahim 26 July 2010

TASHAKURAT FANDUM! ! ! for this fine poetry just free between my hands! ! ! spectacular title and sensational content Okan i LOVE your metaphor! ! thanks for sharing

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