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A BRAKE-UP STORY

Man said to woman:
- I love you,
but how,
as squeezing my heart like a vitreous thing in my palm,
bleeding my fingers,
as breaking,
as going mad...
Man said to the woman:
-I love you,
but how,
deep for kilometers, straight for kilometers
one hundred percent, one thousand and five hundred percent,
unlimited percent...
Woman said to the man:
- I looked
with my lip, with my heart, with my mind,
as loving, as bewaring , as bending
to your lip, to your heart, to your mind
Whatever I am saying right now,
you have taught me like a whisper in the dark..
And from now on,
I know:
That the earth-
like an alighted faced mother-
is breastfeeding her last and the most beautiful son...
But what can I do,
my hair has tangled around
the fingers of dying one,
It is not possible to release my head!
You,
have to walk
as looking at the new born
child's eyes
you,
have to walk
as leaving me...
Woman stopped talking.
THEY HUGGED
A book fell off to the ground
a window was closed
THEY BROKE UP...
 

Don't let the clouds kill

The mothers are ones who makes a man a real man
they are the brightness, going in front of us.
haven't you been given a birth from a mother?
Don't harm the mothers, gentlemen.
Don't let the clouds kill.
 
A six years old boy running.
his kite passing through the trees
you had been run once just like that.
Don't harm the children, gentlemen.
Don't let the clouds kill.
 
Brides, comb their hair on mirrors,
they search for someone in the mirror,
Of course, someone has searched you like that once.
Don't harm the brides, gentlemen.
Don't let the clouds kill.
 
In the oldness of a person,
only the sweet memories must to be remembered,
It's a shame, don't harm the elders,
Gentlemen, you are old too,
Don't let the clouds kill.
 

Nobody's

Oh my hopeful states...
my quick deceptions...
all beliefs...
my humor...
always looking for a mistake in myself...
minding worthlessly ...
my tears which are flowing, without a reason...
give consequence to everyone...
Farewell to all of you...
From now on,
I won't be nobody's nobody.
 

Unbearable Man

I became an unbearable man again
Sleeplees, moody, imprecatory
Like swearing rough
Like beating a wild animal
Working that day
Then I'm singing a lazy folk song like a cigarette butt in my mouth
Then I'm laying from morning to evening tomorrow
And it makes me angry fully
The hate and mercy that I feel against myself
I became an unbearable man again
Sleeplees, moody, imprecatory
I'm wrong like always I am
It's impossible that reason gone away
The thing that I've done is shame, disgrace
But I can't help it.
I envy you.