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Zien Kartika Nov 2014
REVA
Your smile still clearly remember,
always appear as if nothing had gone from me.
Takan easily I could forget everything that happened ...
Between you and me, between the two of us.
Now there was no news from you,
Now you've gone away from me.
All living story between you and me.
When a time when we are still wearing gray skirt.
Sitting on the front row.
Absent when school hours.
Waiting in front of the women's restroom,
Laughing and sharing stories together ..
Canda that you provided at that time,
Leave me a false sense ..
Really ... I miss you ...
Until it hurt.
Muzaffer Apr 2019
yorgunum angel
evet evet
yorgun

buzul
şakalarına gülemiyorum
dahi antartika'nın

sırtımdaki kılıçlara
kurşun dökeceklermiş
düşmeyi rahatlatmak için
bardakta çekin bari :)


bak
yine sancı girdi geçmiş günlere
her ne hal
gazi konsepti reva görülse de
randevu veremiyorum
sırada ısrar edene

halbuki
okyanus suyundan tarhana
cape town gecelerinden
taze soğan olsa, gelicem kendime
budapeşte sokaklarından

poster poster sevişicem sonra
bir alana, bir bedava
takvim kızı, kapak kızı
patron hediyeli papaz kızı
tril tril mevsimlik
gülecek moher sırtımda

ama
lakin
ve fakat

solgunum angel
evet evet
solgun

stokholm sendromu bu
biliyorum..
kurşunu kendi doldurduğum
verip colt'u ele
hedefe kaz gibi oturduğum..
AOk Jan 2019
Well, yes.

I am Sisyphus.

But baby, no one said you had to help.

In fact, *******.
I got this.

I mean, it's my mother-*******-rock.
I should know,
I picked it.

And yes,
I will push it up this *******-hill
over, and over, and over, and over again.

Just for the split-second that it sticks.

For that hairs breadth between me and death.

For the longing that steamed off my coffee this morning
as I stole a few blinks to catch up on my yawning.

For that smile that propenses
every time your lip tenses
as it sweetly condenses
the-thought of a kiss.

For the way
all your eyelashes
whisper
'just this'

For the moon
in the sky
in the stars
up-above.

For the fact that the Earth
is the Moon's only/love.

Cuz at the beginning of time
when their names nearly rhymed,
Oh the Moon,
she spun
fast-as-a-top.

So close to the locus
the Earth couldn't focus
onthat sweet-swallowed-secret
that Reva-in-Rock.

So the Moon was embarrassed!

Cuz the Earth couldn't see
just how beautiful cavernous moon-dust could be
and-Yeah
cleverer/lovers might have found other/druthers
but that Moon, she's as shy as can be.

So she took a step back.

In the hopes that this tact
might help her sweet-lady to see
the slow unfolding of her smile
an expansion of existence
to put infinity to trial
and every singularity
hidden in her grin
held a small
hiccup-of-hope
to the edges of its skin
cuz the scantest
scrap-of-chance
that this ruse might just still win
makes the act of
pitching-woo
look a little like a sin
but-****
don't it
Feel-Divine?

Just give me time.

I will find your lines and cross them.

If you let me laugh with you
I'll help you see how ******* me
is like eating the space between the phrase
'I-double-dog-dare-you'
and the word
'please'

You can't blame a Beast for Being
when existing is the only thing it owns and
honing-that-ferocious tends to try-the-tamer
cuz this
exercise-in-earthly
will never make me saner.

I got a-Beast.
With bones that moan.

She sleeps inside a cold-cave-stone,
don't-gather-no-moss.

She spends moonlights roaming countrysides,

and pushing rocks
to prove she's live.

— The End —