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Senay Unver Poem
Like the wind stroking leaves, causing it falling from the tree.
Like water kissing fire, extinguishing it suddenly.
Like snow touching ground, melting slowly.
Like the moon meeting the sun, covering it completely.
So was your love, poisoning me intentionally.
Trusting blindly, while you consumed my soul cruelly.
My heart surrendering passionately, only to be destroyed fiercely.
My mind embracing loneliness, determining my destiny.
*S.Ü*
Copyright © Senay Unver | Year Posted 2024
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Fallen snow covering rooftops, pigeons walking on tiles, claw prints intertwined.
Water changing colour becoming ice, scattering light.
Air being trapped on the tips of ice crystals, appearing a beautiful white sight.
Cold wind blowing with a loud whispering sound, hurting my mind.
Triggering memories of a lifetime with you, years and years rewind.
Waking up from the pain in the past, my aching heart confined.
Wavelengths of red, orange and yellow releasing the sun, becoming free as the moon appears bright.
*S.Ü*
Copyright © Senay Unver | Year Posted 2024
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Sitting by the black window staring outside, watching people go by.
Looking at the birds flying free and careless in the clouded sky.
Rain falling slowly, hitting the window with a whispering sound and I ask myself: 'Why?'
Like the raindrops falling slowly from the sky, teardrops start falling slowly from my eyes.
All those years lost as I was running to catch up with time, carrying my bleeding heart as I again tried.
Frustration, anger, sadness running through my veins as the last remaining feelings of love, compassion, affection die.
As I turn to see my face in the mirror, sad eyes turning cold as ice.
Numbness in my soul as the rain fades away sky-high...
*S.Ü*
Copyright © Senay Unver | Year Posted 2024
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Sacrified everything she had, yet it remained the same.
Ceased expecting anything, indifferent she became.
Ceased expressing preferences, feeling it is pointless.
Silence born from exhaustion and hopelesness.
Unaware of what was evil.
His tainted soul being deceitful.
Destroying everything alive, planting seeds of grief.
As she became someone she barely recognizes, a reflection of his needs.
Never ending feeling of emptiness.
Fate whispering to loneliness.
Dreams abandoned, laughter, flowers fade.
Remembering who she is, knowing she will never be the same.
Detachment turning into contempt.
Finally allowing her to recognize his true scent.
*S.Ü*
Copyright © Senay Unver | Year Posted 2024
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Emotionless eyes that have the colour of wind, looking in mine...killing me from inside.
Why do I feel so tired all the time?
Seeing everything you do, being blind.
Fearing your unstable mind, destroying mine.
Whispering in my ear: 'Deny'.
The sadness oh the sadness...comes and goes flood tide.
Going insane, stuck in an endless cycle trying to get outside.
Going through my anguished brain, anger and hate taking over leaving sorrow behind.
*S.Ü*
Copyright © Senay Unver | Year Posted 2024
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You spoke of deceivers as if you were wise,
warning of damage hidden behind disguise.
You described their silence, their calculated lies,
how they vanish in shadows and weaponize goodbyes.
You claimed you were different, morally high-rise,
a seeker of truth with honorable eyes.
But ego loves mirrors more than it loves advice,
and virtue can be a beautifully polished device.
You offered soft words, measured and precise,
wrapped in affection warm as paradise.
Warmth without courage turns quickly to cold ice,
and comfort without honesty comes with a price.
Strange how the loudest voices criticize
the very reflection they refuse to recognize.
Condemning the mask while perfecting the guise,
building a kingdom of carefully curated replies.
You prayed for the “real one,” spoke holy and nice,
but hid behind distance, as timid as mice.
Truth knocked once, perhaps twice,
but ego chose silence over sacrifice.
One day the performance will no longer suffice,
no audience left to applaud your artifice.
And there in the quiet, no filters, no ties,
you will meet your reflection without compromise.
No sermon, no stage, no flattering lights,
just you and the weight of what you despise.
And perhaps in that stillness, stripped of disguise,
you will finally see truth through unguarded eyes.
*S.Ü*
Copyright © Senay Unver | Year Posted 2026
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