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Samantha Rogers Poem
Aysel stay away from me, i am no good for you
I feel like my death will be all of a sudden
I am both wicked and dark, and some ugly
Aysel stay away from me, i dont want
You get cold, cant walk under my rain
My nights ruin your brown hair*
How scared you get, if you sleep my sleeps
you cant live any moment of me
Aysel stay away from me, i am not good for you
Dont get your brightness dirty for me
me, both wicked and dark, and some ugly
if you try my whistle, you drop it all of a sudden
my eyes gets your loneliness in a hury
to the wrong cities, my train bring
Either you own the art of die
or to collect the fear
my pains already gets loose to you
my joy cant ever catch yours
Aysel stay away from me, i am no good for you
understand my being hopeless at least
me, both wicked and some dark, and ugly
when i am happy, you get upset
you never heard an autumn howl
no ship has taken off from your inside
to the far loneliness harbours
a divergent passenger i am, the world is wide
ringing smoothly, the big ear, inside of me
my complicate trip is clear now
never think anything else
Aysel stay away from me, i am no good for you
i feel as my death will be all of a sudden
me, both wicked, some dark, and ugly
Aysel stay away from me, I love you
"Aysel" is turkish female name. originally written by turkish poet "Atilla Ilhan"
Translation by Samantha Rogers
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Copyright © Samantha Rogers | Year Posted 2016
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Samantha Rogers Poem
I want a country
Let the sky be blue, the bough green, the cornfield yellow
Let it be a land of birds and flowers
I want a country
Let there be no pain in the head, no yearning in the heart
Let there be an end to brothers' quarrels
I want a country
Let there be no rich and poor, no you and me
On winter days let everyone have hose and home
I want a country
Let living be like loving from the heart
If there must be complaint, let it be of death
Cahit Sitki Taranci
translated by Bernard Lewis (This is Quoted from a Turkish Website)
When i, first, read this poem i somehow got emotional..felt like sharing the pains of all people who is yearning for a peaceful country that their children could play with their friends in peace, their families feel secure..."Peace at home, peace in the world" if you're agree, please stop by and comment. thanks in advance
Copyright © Samantha Rogers | Year Posted 2015
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Samantha Rogers Poem
Thinking of you is pretty, hopeful,
It is like listening to the most beautiful song
From the most beautiful voice on earth...
But hope is not enough for me any more,
I don't want to listen to songs any more,
I want to sing.
*Nazim Hikmet
Note; Im a new poetess here,
Copyright © Samantha Rogers | Year Posted 2015
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