The Man Who Had Me To Sing Songs Poem by Nilufer Dursun

I did’t know about my exile
In somewhere of any city.
My soul has been lamentry
In the double room of the marriage.
O, my brokensoul was exhausted
Because of tiredness with
The endless twistings…
My heart says me to love you,
The man who had met o sing songs.
With my offended heart broken wing
Will you be able to love me a little bit?
It seems better to set aside unit of time.
You know consideration wears relation out.
All my desire to sleep in your arms
With your perfume forever…


Nilufer DURSUN