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97 · Feb 2018
Halfs of a Complete
Tuğçe Yıldız Feb 2018
The black deep emptiness
Gave birth to all the things
Colours and shapes and bodies
The heat and the cold
The water and the soil.
Everything that ever existed
Rised from non-existence.
Light was born from the darkness
And the darkness existed out of the light.
Death brought life
And life circled back to death
Breath was given to all the living
And it was taken back from all the dead.
The flesh and the meat and the bones
They were all given once
And they were all taken back from the debtor.
Mother nature created all things in circles
So everything could be complete
So everything could be half.
Identical halfs that are neither missing nor whole
Create wholeness out of emptiness.
She made the time as a circle
The beginning and the end
As halfs of a complete
So there would be no beginning
And no end at all
So there would be both beginning and end,
Life.
70 · Feb 2018
I’m Drowning Through
Tuğçe Yıldız Feb 2018
I’m drowning
I wanted to let myself drown.
The appearence gave me peace
As if it can hold all my burdens.
So I permit it’s eternity to swallow me
But the water,
It didn’t let me drown.
It tried to lift me everytime I tried
With it’s unbearable force
I’m floating through
I looked up as I float.
There was a bright sunshine
That cathced my attention by force
Sunshine that looked like a truth, a virtue
That I felt obligated to reach without intending.
They say brightness is a reflection of virtue,
And the water lifted me up to it as if it is true
As if it’s a need, an obligation.
That powerful spirit of water balanced me
Balanced me through the brightness and the darkness of eternity
The darkness that comes from beneath
And it’s at least catchy as the brightness.
It captured my ankle and pulled me
Like an invitation to it’s charming obscurity.
I wanted to be lost in it
If I could just manage
I would let myself into the darkness beneath
Far from obligations or the needs,
I’d let myself into the hands of my drives
They say darkness reflects instincts and drives
But still, the water balances me.
As I hold my breath and be filled with air
It lifts me to the surface where the light comes.
As my breath goes away and I manage to let myself
It also lets me down to the hands of the darkness.
I’m drowning in the depths of the water
I’m drowning between my moral and my drive.
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