a silhouette
from miserable time
no need anymore

we are already awake from the dream

Who dealt the cards?
I have a missing card.
Result is not clear.
Everyone is waiting.
for a person will laugh
the crumbs of time remain.
They are bluffing.

but now
open hand will play

everybody watchs at own side of view
nobody does not see the worlds as you see
real isn't all it's cracked up to be
if dreams disappear when you xtend s your hand

always at the point the knotting will is live

the sun sleeping for me in the night
who is going lonely in unknown
roads are only for walker
finish was early for my lover

my poem says sadness now realy

it was a leak
it is not given importance
however
from the heart
deadly danger

it is *****
never could not be filled
because
small on the surface
unlimited deep at the  bottom

it is a light was broken
always deceptive
but
even believe to what you see
sometimes it was a big mistake

it was your favorite glass
fell from my hand
bro-k-en now

a human had to be carefull
especially for lover
does not accept the slightest error
greatest love
a momentary unpleasantness
in the end dreams
bro-k-en now

there are splinters to
but it is not prompted
of anger all of a sudden comes
so Darling
our photo
bro-k-en now

kurbağa sesleri
wife selection
nature truth

there was a story about the trees
the birds tolds
maybe you know

there is a heartache of the waves
screams echoes in the coasts
you are  away,you don't hear

the sky has a secret
hides the clouds
you don't realize

we are used to
to cold showers
every day
a different scene
no the rule of the game

everyone in their own way

what concers me is not the day
excited to be a moment in the day

They believed a story
until wake up
then they did not look at other stories
until their own stories are finished

We did not know a story
we thought what we lived is real
until fall into the void
we wrote bitter stories with our own hands
the name of the book was the story of the truth

They are and we are a real story only know

Withdraw to depths you don't know
Dark forces you
At night when you are sleepless
Who plays your dreams

let the wind blow from all sides
there are dry leaves waiting
it is no hard to skid
there must be away for getting there

it is not necessary to ask
the secret of every step is different
even if everything goes wrong
captain at helm,adequate

I seen ends in the movies
you think its unreally
you are walking a road
steps were gone you only
no your heart

time frozen
birds without wings
looks like ice
freezes hearts

burns day
love is fallen into the fire
end kicks the ashes
always become a legend

endlees stories

disable shadows
no trace of the scarecrow's body
artifical reality makes
fake images

get next to the last picture you drew
tell me your colors
no black and white
tell me your choice
not finished yet
tell me why

even if I do not understand from the picture
nice to hear your voice
tell in a whisper

I want to know the music you know
I do not want to listen
you tell me

feelings reflect in your eyes
enough for me,tell me your inside
let me know you
tell about your life

tell about your places at lenght
let me know your wheather,your water and your soil
let me see your view
let me go to your roots
tell deep

I want to ask a lot
you tell,I will listen
I have no job but you
tell me about you
not enough, tell me other than you

shortly, sweetheart
tell me everything

if you are interested try fly too
no wings needed
close your eyes
with my love

if you are feeling the wind
open your arms
run to me
let us fly together

crash are heard
from the distant land
spoilsport must be
breaking windows

tired hours
pursuit of time
they won't come
definitely gone

lame life
where

locked eyes
road magnet
expectations

steam hearts
love rises
dreams

sharp words
deep wounds
obstacles

everything including

What are you waiting for the other?
Flowers opened.
recovery period
you don't know
contradictoriness

die-life

maybe we don't know
but
the sky with earth one heart

wind's sound
always listen
its own song

nothing ends
it changes way
bandit today
not in the mountain

a fire
end ash
wood has burned to the ash
burned matches
now ash

(moment poetry)
we are living in the moment

a hammer looks for nail
a nail-wall
a frame hammer,nail,wall

sometimes one is missing
gets up to fill in for someone else

scene Mr. Character
now empty
why
play was ended
like everything
only this is real
do you know
or can you see
second scene is life
my friend Mr. Character

dashed lines
you pass when it is appropriate
focus point is eyes
anywhere near
route changes suddenly

a bird's eye view
offsets
in case of deviation
bottomless cliffs

maze
along the road
watch from the edge of the window
varies views

you don't look at me
I get wet in the rain

ever since I am soaked in love

it is not that important
I sell my jacket

ever since I stayed in frosty

don't think of me at all
that is how know life

ever since wandered the edge of the cliff

maybe it is necessary
transform fear to pleasure

ever since I listened to  the wind like a song

exploring the oceans
starts on its own shore
without knowing shallow
person who met with deep

you guess what lives

Every desert can be bloomed
don't sit and don't wait the rain

Everywhere can live to love
no problem

Everyone can fly
never negative thinking

Evermore the road begins with you ends with you
you don't have to strain never

Everything can give you power
do not be afraid

It can be beautiful at any moment
no reason is needed

The day is yours
only condition to be aware of

not trains
only screaming
when the shadows go

step aside
from the roads of the tanks
you don't spill any own blood

go to the shelter
weapons without talking
you can be one
Holocaust survivor

stay down in deeps
the surface is very complicated
this queues

n  
o
w
a train is going quietly suddenly at the lonely station
anyone not crying one shaking hand for some reason
train whistle the mournful sound and everyone sorry
hard to hide,each separation will not close a wound inside

broken laughters
in the pit mirrors
if you've noticed
great illusions
in the size of time

c       n      h    a     i
o       i       o    t     n
l        g      p    h    s
d       h      i     r     p
s        t      n    o     i
h       m    g    e     d
o        a     t     s     e
w       r     o    o     r
e        e      t     f     w
r        o      h    a     e
e        f       r    c      b
f        d      o    t      o
f        i       w   u     f
e       f        i     a     f
c       f        t     l      l
t       i               l      y
        c               y
        u
        l
        t
        t
        i
       m
    ­    e
        s

no other choice when they say
every option is on the table for you

the actual predicament on the road are not in the brain

don't let to dark
you burn a light

never thinking of the difficulty in the night
tomorrow the sun will rise again

a picture
a story
and cloudly sky
what is behind the curtain
dark trails valley
waiting for empty pits
far away eyes

hears are  ears one last song

indelible traces of the years stops
somebody's on the face the crease line
somebody's  in hearts  a wound,sneaky

to the heart of the tempestuous waves hits the coast
loots whatever is in font of

sometimes it takes grain of sand
but it isn't possible to put instead of a more

a path
to open
walked the sun

separate each unknown in a forest
is hidden inside a deer
trail-long
a deer hunter

to covet every rustle
trigger-happy
pending

witness the trees

ones hunt another hunter
two foreign

I will remember you white butterfly
a short life
every flower you knowed
the only truth was love for you

everyone will be good at you

deep emotion
missing word
that fills

like bees and flowers
we couldn't shopping
our ****** fights

and wall nails,such as
we couldn't  enter
our weak relationship

like water and cloud
we couldn't return to
were we different

foreign road is pain
languages have long been silent
heart looks for friend
day do not pass,it is night now
  x                   x                   x
to whom and what say uncle
nobody is listening
drop the fishing line now
you should drink cold water  from the sea
  x                    x                          x
I will tell you
do not think empty words
I will tell a secret
put it in your wallet
  x             x            x
it was a fire of heart
firefighters do not want
tons of water is not enough
it does not end without tears

fall like a feather
slowly and sliently
no necessary to noise

who disrupts the magic
before the end of the scene
who is feared
life in accordance with the scenario
the roles appropriateto the characters
the  weakness of evil will be reality

foreign intervention will always distrupt the flow

very colours
a world
you think

so in your face always absurd smiles

your eyes my dear
the stars are slipping in countless
I was lost depth
pulling a like vortex
your eyes makes me drunk

promise me tonight
let"s not sleep my dear