Heat Of The Core Şiiri - Muhammed Akkuş

Under the scary supervision of what is not present
I was struggling to find it as the days slowly passed
The hopeless blows, driven by volitions, bounced back
It took a lot of time to wake the sleepy existence up

Under the surreal moonlight, crying with tired clouds
I was trying to stop as the strong beliefs slowly faded
The future, once was dreary, denied the shady black
It took all of the emotions to wake the tiny heart up

Under the masquerade of pitiful peace and happiness
I was resisting tirelessly reckless gusts to keep burning
The intact truth I left with was strangely hard to approach
It took the dream of a path to wake the awareness up

Under the suppression of pathetic hypocrite justifications
I was going to break free if I could entirely lose everything
The only way was fusing with what hitherto I’d tried to catch
It took the ultimate compass to wake my sacred course up