don't bring me chocolates or cookies or syrupy sweets
bananas and berries are my kind of treat
blueberries without the pancakes I'll take
raspberries and mangos, papayas unbaked
I always want fast food that first I must peel
not off the freezer but straight off the tree
colours and juices and salads and swirls
make my mouth water and energy whirl
yummy and nummy and chummy and yum
yum yum nom nom yom
yom num yum yum num
dedicated to Helena on her birthday. armastan sind!
Showing posts with label 2012. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2012. Show all posts
Mar 14, 2013
Aug 21, 2012
tüütud
taevas tänatud, et leidub ligimesi
niivõrd purulolle,
et neilt saab õppida - ja piiritult!
suurt sooja tolerantsi
ja enamgi -
tudeerida, kuis
edukalt
neist hoida
hooletut distantsi
Jun 10, 2012
eski güneşime
severken ben
kendimi değiştirdim
saklandım
onunla hem
güldüm
hem de
çok zehirlendim
mutsuzluktan gitmeye
üç kez karar verdim
bırakmadı
hep giderken
takip etti beni
sevdiğini, özlediğini sürekli söyledi
hep farklı olacak dedi
inandım
ve hiç olmadı
aksine, yanındayken
hep aynı, bitkin bok
nasıl bir insan oldum ben
nasıl zehirlendim
topraktan yıldıza kadar
hep seveceğim sandım de -
iyi ki olmadi
kalbi o kadar bozuk
yalnız, ve allahsız
ruhu o kadar kayıp
zayıf, eğitimsiz
dördüncü kez
bırakırken
günah işledim ben
çok kötü acıttım onu
tüm gücümle vurdum
dümdüz, kalbine
dümdüz, kalbine
ikimiz kırsın diye
bozulduk, ikimiz.
başarı.
ve başağrıymış.
başarı.
ve başağrıymış.
üç gündür kendimden
çok nefret ettim ve
çok nefret ettim ve
sonunda af. affettim.
şu an işte hayatımda
ne bok
ne de güneş
nihayet ki
huzur
fakat bugünler o yılan
yalnız, mutsuz
korkunç insan
yine arıyor beni
yine özlüyor
beni düşünür, diyor
salaklaşmış
belli
yasamayı gerçekten hiç
bile bilmiyor
benle mutlu olamadı
bensiz de üzüyor
nasıl bir insan
ne yazık
iyi ki benden
çok uzak
Mar 28, 2012
*28.03.12*
on esimene päev
mis veedan sinuta
...igatsus.
kuid tean, et selle päeva
ja ka kõik järgmised
ma elan. elusalt
end muutes paremaks
ehk tasa targemaks
ja aina kasvades
on esimene päev
mil kaugelt sõnumeid
su poole lähetan
ja soojenen su hääles
on esimene päev
ma toksin telefoni tekstikasti sadu suudluseid
aeg ees veel pikk on oodata
pikk armastada vahemaa
on esimene päev
kuid tean, mu mõtete kalendris
üks koidab, teine päev
soe suveilm
õrn tuulehoog
ja sinu naeratus
taas tarduv ümbritsev
ja sinu silmad - silmad
on valgust täis
ja minu suul, mu huultel
taas omatahtsi naer
ja meie ümber maailm
las pöörleb edasi
me ees on terve elu
pikk avar armastus
ja nii ei tunne valu
ma olles üksinda need kuud
sest sinu hääl ja sõnad
ja soojus südamest
mind hoiab hoolimata
me vahekaugustest
Mar 25, 2012
why
so many a thing I have learned in your land
and yet I have had to return
I'm a vessel, not empty nor full
so many a time I have left and arrived
so many a time felt the pull
towards Turkey
and never known why
many other a person has wondered
what it is that keeps bringing me back
last time, old and wise-eyed, a woman
said I must be on destiny's track
her words pierced me deep, as her eyesight
but I still could not say what I seek
as a rose growing petals, a bird earning wings
I am not.
I stand strong on my feet.
no singular value nor humanly joy
would fill me, none of them keep
me buying tickets
and packing my bags
not even the fun I have had
wrapped into her emerald gaze
I sighed as I had to admit
I haven’t the slightest idea
but fate is too strong of a word
I dare not to use it
I fear
however, many a time
her words ring so true in my ears
I am right where I needed to be
meeting people I needed to see
Turkey still, with its treasures enriches my heart
dominion it holds over me
and yet I have had to return
I'm a vessel, not empty nor full
so many a time I have left and arrived
so many a time felt the pull
towards Turkey
and never known why
many other a person has wondered
what it is that keeps bringing me back
last time, old and wise-eyed, a woman
said I must be on destiny's track
her words pierced me deep, as her eyesight
but I still could not say what I seek
as a rose growing petals, a bird earning wings
I am not.
I stand strong on my feet.
no singular value nor humanly joy
would fill me, none of them keep
me buying tickets
and packing my bags
not even the fun I have had
wrapped into her emerald gaze
I sighed as I had to admit
I haven’t the slightest idea
but fate is too strong of a word
I dare not to use it
I fear
however, many a time
her words ring so true in my ears
I am right where I needed to be
meeting people I needed to see
Turkey still, with its treasures enriches my heart
dominion it holds over me
for Fatih
13th of March 2012
Mar 21, 2012
äkki
kuu sündis
päikese valgusesse
teadsid sa?
kuu sündis
päikese valgusesse
kas nägid?
ei näinudki? kuis nii?
oled kindel?
olgu, sain aru,
sinu kuu ja su päike on eraldi veel
te veel kohtunud pole, kas nii?
aga mina, usu, nägin kuis hommiku eel
kuu sündis
armunult
mõistad sa?
ta valgus tuli mu ellu
birdenbire
ay doğmuş
güneş ışığına
biliyor muydun?
ay doğmuş
güneş ışığına
görüyor muydun?
görmedin mi? nasıl?
emin misin?
peki, anladım ki,
senin ayın, güneşın tam ayrı
hala tanımadın sen, değil mi?
fakat ben, inan bana, gördüm
ay doğmuş
aşıkmış
anlıyor musun?
ışığı girmiş hayatıma
Mar 6, 2012
breaking news! of hi-ss-tory.
if televised, the dead are more important
brought to court, the outrage more legit
once it happens off the frame
nothing can support the claim
of suffering. no audience will hear
cruel deeds without a medium
don't have the same appeal
a distant pain is such a bore...
but hand me some photos of a war,
not black nor white, but crimson,
I emote. so sad. so dead.
hollow eyes of starving children
twiglike limbs of detainees
mushroom clouds and brave young pilots
bring my heartstrings to my sleeve
did you see the towers crumble?
count the dead in middle east?
plain statistics are too humble
for the eye not quite the treat
hot and salty, sticky, rolling
lower, dropping from the cheeks
I hope someone clicked record
while men were murdered on the street
kids are crying and women wailing
bright in color, clear in sound
and their woes gain more momentum
and the punishment more ground
where is god? they yelled in anguish
where was man? were answered back
if you didn't catch the footage
it won't count as proven fact
so go suffer if you have to
but please try to entertain
I won't blink twice for the corpses
numbers really have no name
brought to court, the outrage more legit
once it happens off the frame
nothing can support the claim
of suffering. no audience will hear
cruel deeds without a medium
don't have the same appeal
a distant pain is such a bore...
but hand me some photos of a war,
not black nor white, but crimson,
I emote. so sad. so dead.
hollow eyes of starving children
twiglike limbs of detainees
mushroom clouds and brave young pilots
bring my heartstrings to my sleeve
did you see the towers crumble?
count the dead in middle east?
plain statistics are too humble
for the eye not quite the treat
hot and salty, sticky, rolling
lower, dropping from the cheeks
I hope someone clicked record
while men were murdered on the street
kids are crying and women wailing
bright in color, clear in sound
and their woes gain more momentum
and the punishment more ground
where is god? they yelled in anguish
where was man? were answered back
if you didn't catch the footage
it won't count as proven fact
so go suffer if you have to
but please try to entertain
I won't blink twice for the corpses
numbers really have no name
Jan 31, 2012
güven
bazı şeyler düzeltilmez, kırılır
vurulmuş bir çocuk izlerini silmez
bazı kelimeler düşünülmez konuşulur
bazı düşünülen iki katı zarar verir
bazı hayaller kurulmaz, yaşanırlar
kuşlar da evvel uçmaktan korkardılar
bazı zamanlar geçirilmez, harcanırlar
bazı harcanmış olan iki kat yükseğe uçturur
bazı aşklar ne yaşanır ne unutulur
pişmanlıklar ne terkedilir ne eğitir
bazı meyveler çürümüşken bile yenilmeli
İşte bunlardır seni kendine ulaştıran
iki
Yemin ederim ki gözlerin arkasına
iki bakışını yakan mum saklıdır.
Onları kapatmazsan dünyam kararmaz.
iki bakışını yakan mum saklıdır.
Onları kapatmazsan dünyam kararmaz.
Jan 30, 2012
Trust
some things don't get fixed they get broken
a child who's been hit keeps the scars
some words are not thought but get spoken
some thought do double the harm
some dreams are not dreamed they are tasted
birds, too, once were frightened to fly
some times don't get spent they get wasted
some wasted give double the high
some loves are not loved nor forgotten
regrets not let go nor learnt from
some fruits must be eaten though rotten
they're steps to the one you become
a child who's been hit keeps the scars
some words are not thought but get spoken
some thought do double the harm
some dreams are not dreamed they are tasted
birds, too, once were frightened to fly
some times don't get spent they get wasted
some wasted give double the high
some loves are not loved nor forgotten
regrets not let go nor learnt from
some fruits must be eaten though rotten
they're steps to the one you become
Jan 29, 2012
väike prints
at once I was smitten
my heart woke from sleep
my arms curled around you
to hold you to keep
the poems I’d written
on wavetops to stay
for a lingering moment
you’d read them and say
that the hope I now nurture
is one you’ll lend wings
when arms get divided
our souls may still sing
to a tune we together
invent and let soar
to a song of forever
one moment and more
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