Oh… Emirgan
the moon is lose
stroking the back of the mountain/troubled
the phosphorescence missed its light
the sea-gulls/don’t exist
angry steamship spoilt
ripping the blue
walking with the luggage in my left hand
the right hand is free/for cigarette
didn’t see the lights…
everything seems the same
as if nothing has changed
the sky is visible to the eye
and
one little goddess inoculated to olive
without spilling, without dropping, read me
don’t you worry, if not earth, I will bury myself in water
possibly you don’t need to hold my hands
look at
Mother
i’m such a scatter-brain
i still muddle-up things all the time,
you always thought
things were so exhausting for me
dealing with everyday chores I’m not on duty this
weekend
and so
There isn’t a centre of love
“fear and be wrathful of the wine
because it is badly red”
Attila Ilhan
tonight the wine is badly red
i have wrapped the stars into my tobacco
rainbow in its
I am bothered
you keep my brain busy and my thoughts
because i love you
i am bothered
and this is your fault
one day you may grow tired and get bored
please tell me
is it me or is it
The man i love
the man i love
said to i
my love
\"you are the purple butterfly
in my eyes, If i close my eyes
you fly...if not you become silent
you are the yearning love angel
of my
Desert Me
in photographs;
i saw, the exiled
dim darkness
inside the draw of the bookcase
never startled me this much
desert me and desert all the beauty
one minute take it out of your
MY ELISA
beautiful baby, you came into our lives
in 2004
with your dark black hair, and olive green eyes
we embraced you with all our heart
welcomed you baby
you started running,
before
US
when mystery descended
to the shores of Erenkoy
our dreams are hazy
saddened and guiltless
the foxes\' don\'t throw
satanist javelins
into our brains
without underestimating
we keep
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