With rapture and ecstasy..
From the open markets
Of your lost souls
Reach..
into the one in you,
Crush the thirst of your conscience,
as if to words.
Gel; n'olursun, içimde umûdum tükenmeden!
Gel; bak bu kahrım beni, mağlûb edip yenmeden!
Gel diyorum, gel artık; son bulsun ızdırâbım!
Gel de yüzler süreyim; kıblegâhım, mihrâbım! ..
Devamını Oku
Gel; bak bu kahrım beni, mağlûb edip yenmeden!
Gel diyorum, gel artık; son bulsun ızdırâbım!
Gel de yüzler süreyim; kıblegâhım, mihrâbım! ..




I would like you to contribute with your English poems in ww.allpoetry.com site. You have great control on the language, it would be a PLUS for the site. if you want more info about it, just go to the site and have a look. It's free of charge, and you would get to know 'international' poets...with their constructive comments. Gook luck....
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