The dying already

Written by: Emre Karatas


There was the he 
glistening  in the eye
shaped in the green of
the downfalling hills ,
was there the he again
like  the words 
hiding in the  already dyings 
of damned also ,  
were the procrastination there
on loving the he
were  in contrast the laments there
aside the stone of the  dugged his life 
or the somehow soul of his torn   
by and by ,
day and my .