Condalescence To Okan Emanet Poem by Okan Emanet

The trace of happiness is missing in his eyes,
All around him tag along countless lies,
Word by word drops the number of ties,
Eventually coming across the real truth we realize

Namely, condalescence to Okan Emanet
We have lost him, seeing him no longer net
No-one will ever encounter the man you’ve met
He was once blissful and swimming in deep red
As an unfortunate news, dead is Okan Emanet

Such a short story has he had so far,
The succession of bad happenings under the star,
It’s impossible to sense the breath of this man
No longer does he smile, no longer does he have fan
There is no tomorrow for him, there is no tomorrow
No need for sobs and grievances, no need for sorrow

Just condalescence to Okan Emanet
Just condalescence
No exception for excellence
Just condalescence to him
With sheer magnificence