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Merhaba Şiir May 2014
Ah, küçücük gemi, sulara attın şimdi kendini, delisin
Ah, yakarlar seni, dönmezsin bir daha geri, delisin

Ah, deniz olayım, tuzumu rüzgârda savurayım, deliyim
Ah, ne yelken ne yel, köpüklerde kaybolayım, deliyim

Kime sorsam dönüşüm yok
Nereye gitsem mavi
Yelkenimde deli rüzgâr
Her yanım tuz, deliyim

Ah, peşimde rüzgâr, ne yağmurlar dost ne bir kıyı var,
deliyim
Ah, düşlerim kaldı, yalnızım düşlerim kaldı, deliyim

Ah, yaralı kalbin, sönüp gidecek yaralı kalbin, delisin
Ah, küçücük gemi, dönmezsin bir daha geri, delisin

Kime sorsam dönüşüm yok
Her gemi biraz deniz
Her yanım mavi, her yanım yel
Her yanım tuz..
The Good Pussy Jun 2015
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Obadiah Grey Jul 2010
“ Crow “

Whatcha stearin at ye scrawny bird
Ah’ll  draped in black en
wi  malachite  eyes,
Whitcha  Feathers in tatters
ah’ll covered  in crud
Hoppin en skippin en lookin so wise,

Whydja  squawk et  mi in that orible  way,
Whydja  caw en caw en  caw  et mi
Ahs’tha  reely  got  summat to say
Ah’stha  reely  got  summat  to  say,

GEERCHA yer self  bak up in’te  sky
En leave mi alone wi  mi beer,
If  ye  stay round ere  
yel end up  dead
yon   fox  el  av  yer i fear,
yon   fox  el  av  yer i  fear
so leave mi alone  wi  mi  beer.

Alan nettleton......... + bottle n arf o' whine...
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
Le-YAND-de-ska nor E' des ke'

Noor-eil-to-DOE-do keel EH DOOR TE'

Te' oor! Te' OOR! Ma-OOR-de-te'!

Keel-oo-de SKA noor ahn de' TAH- de'

Pooh-EH-nes-yel-ta-do

Ne-EST-TA DE' ?!!!


Le-END-de-SKA noor E'ND de TAH-de


~~~♡< TRANSLATION >♡~~~


I am the Lord Jesus Christ.
I am using this weak vessel to speak.
She is afraid of your
judgement
but more concerned about
doing My Father's will

I LOVE YOU!

DO YOU NOT KNOW THAT?!!!

I LOVE YOU !!!
Though you do not hear

Be still. Listen.
And know that I am
GOD
I'm very much afraid
of course. I'm
SHAKING TO THE
CORE OF MY BEING!!!

But this is my prayer language
and the Lord wanted me to
share this with you.

I both speak and interpret
tounges
I have a great gift, for I
CAN INTERPRET MY OWN

This is from my
HEART SOUL and SPIRIT
maybe marc May 2020
yorkin the news
i am slave again,
i felt it as they started tightening their grip around me.
crazy how the pressure arises
when either all
or absolutely nothing.
sad is waaaaay past sad now
sad is all.
the want never left
i never taught it how to walk away,
it grew,
climbed my weak and bruised
surrounded me with envy
and complaints.
the bits i bit and swallowed,
implanted where my acids melt;
they grew,
a seed i thought i spat out but turns out
i just watered
.
i am but a trespasser or this place
that doesn't need me in its needing me
,
if i could've just observed instead
it wouldn't hurt at all.
if i hadn't been restrained
there would've been no need to struggle
but
if the tub had been an ocean i would've drowned.
Sarah Clark Jun 2019
cat/tion/ar/y   sig/nals
 car/ry   the/rit/ual of
      red/on   red/their   wi/ld throats/
        /coast  al/mead  ows/ of  purple aster
  yel/ low         lu/pine
snow   / birds
V
Vino, primero, pura,
vestida de inocencia;
y la amé como un niño.

Luego se fue vistiendo
de no sé qué ropajes;
y la fui odiando, sin saberlo.

Llegó a ser una reina,
fastuosa de tesoros...
¡Qué iracundia de yel y sin sentido!

...Más se fue desnudando.
Y yo le sonreía.

Se quedó con la túnica
de su inocencia antigua.
Creí de nuevo en ella.

Y se quitó la túnica,
y apareció desnuda toda...
¡Oh pasión de mi vida, poesía
desnuda, mía para siempre!
Ciel Noir Apr 2018
ug'yel-shen
ugaya
hash-tor xirahnah

va'olau
olaya
zul-kunel-sposhan

sa
sai-fam
ashayam
vi'ashivaya

ah
sa-nei
yumaya
yu-mur-titaya
Ruslan 3d
Tall me boy you know i go,
Set of cos to go to me.
Thanks to you i need to be,
That of did you tall me boy.

You need talk to go to me,
Say you song you izzy sent.
Take to me my motherland,
******* goy to go all me.

Set to go in ******* pip,
Pip of people go to bread.
You my mather understand,
El degan tomorrow cos.

Yel of cos the mather ****,
Its so good to you this pic.
Picture of this is cos,
Motherland to you to be.

****** people you go me,
Then to go to you are boy.
Set to me its my begin,
There good to you of me.

Fans to you of cosing you,
Go my friend to go to me.
Its okay you going fran,
Its my president you boy.

Altogether of to you,
Go my president you go.
Deutschland you speak to boy,
San of scan to go my break.

I do need to boy my friend,
It's you go my President.
****** boy you go to need,
Thank you are of to me.

That to go my topical,
Its are go my motherland.
Thit its boy to go my big,
Muster big my President.

Putin Vova its so good,
Naval its to go to break.
Its so lon to go my ****,
****** your go to break.

Its so good to boy its ****,
You can see to go my ****.
Lake are ball my ****** kiss,
Use six are little boy.

****** going to my ****,
Set away to you of skill.
Mather ***** crazy boy,
So to you again to me.

That to boy to you all me,
Then of spring to going sen.
That away to you buy pass,
Second sorry of to me.

That of cos to go to you,
Then to boy you olov me.
*** to go to you are go,
Then to boy my mather ****.

A ha ha you did to break,
Waf to boy you are go.
Come back bread to go to me,
Its alright to boy my friend.

You are go to you of me,
Then to go to you are bin.
Six are months to you are dead,
****** you are presented.

— The End —