Ulas Basar Gezgin Poems

Sometimes I feel I get bored
Since I feel that we read and write in vain
Who is reading what we write anyway?
You, I and our son.
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In this world which is full of bombs and land mines,
On streets that smell blood and lynching,
There is only one way, if there is ever a future for humanity
Let peace be with you my dear, and let it stay with you forever.
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Another city was besieged from all her surrounds,
From her streets, her bridges, her squares, her castles.
Dead babies in deep freeze, celebrities on the news,
Entertainment on TV channels, bullet holes on the walls.
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Since it is crowded around the coffin,
You leaned against the coffin and sat.
Your eyes face behind, the car moves ahead.
Sitting this way doesn't bring the dead back.
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He could not stand to leave his soil,
Or he could not stand to stand still.
One day, as if whispering to life gently,
He hung his last breath onto the clouds.
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You told me so many times, so many times
'Stop it! Don't do it! Don't love me! '
Didn't you realize that I knew that you were
Pouring your tears within. Your only concern
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In fact they release a luminous light
Like the Sun and the Moon. They can survive
Without the Sun nor the Moon with this resilience, nevertheless
We bid farewell to the Sun and the Moon for Istanbul.
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Sometimes those furnitures from 70s,
The divan, the bed, the chair, the table and most importantly, the mirror
Would step forward
Saying "we have lots of things to tell you".
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Your face is full of dirt, kiddo.
Your tomb is in the jungle.
The roots buried it long time ago,
The soil that was soaked with rains,
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Hoan Kiem turtle, the turtle of Hanoi,
If he would live for another 120 years,
If the fate would not disrupt life.
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