Thursday, August 13, 2020

Waking dream

As if a covey of angels have just landed
on my vast backyard garden - 
almost forgotten but splendid

parade of sea lions, some in giant fish bowls
I feel the urge to scream
and make them known, why bother
it's just a vivid dream

roses burst out of your chest
in full bloom, pink and yellow 
while you think you lost your zest

a thread of hope, appears so thin
you and I are indecisive 
to pull or let go

either way, lets rejoice
God is to share our joy


Wednesday, December 19, 2018

Haiku

Someone else's hand
takes teabag out of your cup
then life makes more sense


Thursday, December 6, 2018

An Autumn Walk

Our time folds and unfolds
like wheels of silk ribbon
dusk-colored and careless
plays with street cats
flies into ballrooms
onto tree branches
with the help of
an unexpected wind
that finds joy in ruffling leaves

our time turns and turns
like motion picture film reel
somewhere along the way
toecaps of two pairs of shoes
touch each other
then it stops

Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Hope Street

Your lucky number on
Hope Street
leading to
Dreams Boulevard
right after Patience Roundabout
Meet me there
You can't miss
It's a place where everyone looks like
a swan with joyful peace
right before lifting its wings to depart

Thursday, June 28, 2018

Timeless Tale

Exposed to harsh words day in day out
As if serviced fresh from devil's mouth,
Everyone starts to look alike
Sharing a sin no one can quite name
Even the pious and the well read
A collective guilt that is alive
Underneath the society's lurid cape
Disguised as forgetfulness
It all starts with neglect,
Abandoning nice people and craving
For more than one's garden's fruits

My solace, darling, is in a mirage
of children playing with petals and seashells,
the moon playing with waters beneath,
warmth of a helping hand and genuine smile
that feeling, a size larger than the heart,
the very thing that gave motion
to the first atom.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Barefoot darings

A fresh look at things
crisp citrus-like
blended with mimosa
and lily of the valley
Made me overhear
beyond daily city murmur
some angels and fairies
who were giving directions to a healing river
I bathed my memories
and stretched my dreams there
Avoiding careless glass
also politics and gossips
I think of the vastness of human potential
in the shape of green grass
with occasional june winds in my hair
your name in my mouth,
such a majestic joy

Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Green Tunnel

I wish I could sing to you the best
possible combination of notes
in all the languages
invented by humankind
I wish I could fly across
all geographies just to collect
endemic flowers and decorate
my green tunnel in the hopes that
you get intoxicated 
with their aromas and colors,
your head turns,
our smiles meet,
your steps and heart beats 
rhyme with mine 
alas, there is only a slightest chance
of you finding the secret doorway into it
and I am not supposed to collect you


Friday, June 1, 2018

Gel git

Hüzünle neșe iki kardeș
Biri yorulunca diğeri çıkar sahneye
Bazen el ele oynar çayla tost bölüșürler
Birinin kafası geçmișe dalar durur
Diğerinin kalbi gelecekte huzur bulur
Ikisi de șiir karalar uyku kaçırır
Bazen ayni evde iki yabancı olurlar
Bazen ayni sarkiya farkli ritim tutarlar
Șen ıslığın son vagonu buruk iç çekiși
Neyse ki tekrar tabiatin șașmaz kanunu
Bunlar da bağrımda gün ay gibi peși sıra
Döner dönerler

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Uyuyan Güzel

Uykudaki bir dev gibi
Ağır ağır soluyor
Tabiat, üstündeki renkli kumaş
Her nefeste kımıldıyor
Örttüğü teni mis gibi can kokuyor
Durup izleyenlere konfetti atıyor
Rüzgar saçlarından, tokalar konmuș
Perçemlerine, uçușuyor
Sesleri insanlarınkiyle yarışıyor
Durup dinleyenlere neler anlatıyor
Kim bilir, belki bu ne gürültü patırtı
Bu ne hoyratlık biraz yavașlayın diyor
Ve dev soldan sağa, sağdan sola dönüyor
Cüssesinde görkem, hal tavrında zarafet
Așıklar bir de çocuklar iyi görüyor

Monday, May 21, 2018

Lucid Dream

Every face is a window before me
Some wide open to your holy gardens
Others foggy allowing a glimpse
The whole earth becomes a vibrant ballroom
With the thought of you walking on it

Every single act appears so vivid
Ants strolling lazy next to my feet
Sparrows' hectic traffic at dusk
A beggar's fingers counting the day's coins
Sunbeams dancing with a water fountain
It all makes so much sense with just the chance
Of sharing your marvellous presence

Every love arrangement is limited
From start, said a very wise man
I will keep you and I unarranged then
But allow you hear these lines count to ten
Just like two chellos and a piano

I will bounce along the streets with you,
Sip your coffee and read your newspaper,
Pick a film to watch, without you knowing
This is a splendid place to stay.

Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Tropic of Cancer

Love is always there
It's in the evening jasmine
in the sight of mango trees
in the 'minor swing'
in each phase of the moon
in a foreign smile

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Prizma

Hiç bilmeyecek kaç dize yazdırdığını
Rahmaninov'u şerefine çaldığımı
Aya güneşe bu denli sık baktığımı
Hiç bilmeyecek
Kalemi yine elime aldırdığını
Evrenin gümüş ışığının süzülerek
Boynundan, binbir renkte ok attığını
Kalbime, hiç bilmeyecek
Orman kuşlarının diline konduğunu
Üstelik onları tek benim duyduğumu
Hiç bilmeyecek