The language of poetry touching hearts
BOSPHORUS, PURPLE COLORS
I am in the Bosphorus… On the shore,..
Inside an Istanbul ferry, close to the window,
I am looking for the Redbud trees… Absentminded..
I know I am in se...
MOTHER AND KIDS
-To My Dear Grandchildren-
For a mother, it is a source of love;
The constant chirping of chicks…
While they flap their wings and wander around,
Their cuteness is very plea...
MY DEAR CAT, MAYA
My dear cat, my dear companion Maya…
Pass by but don’t touch the tea!..
Jump, hop… Eat, drink and play,
This delicacy, this kindness; what lineage?
Ja...
CHRYSANTHEM, THE FLOWER OF PATIENCE
-To my roommate, the honorable Air Colonel, when I had my tonsil
surgery at Ankara Gülhane Medical Academy Hospital, and his wife, who never left him alone...-
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RAIN and SNOW
The warmest good news of spring,
My sweetest lover; Yağmur (Rain)
The cold and sweet trouble of winter days,
My sadness, my grief, my pessimistic inner world; snow…!
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