Yaz Dincer

Yaz Dincer Mar 2014

You disguise yourself in so many forms
but I still,
recognise you.
You go by so many names,
but I still,
recognise you.
Some people call you God,
Magic, Nature, Mystery, Spirit, Love,
but there is no name for you.
Youve left traces of yourself everywhere
and only make visible to those
who know how to look,
I recognise you.

God Love Magic Mystery Spirit Nature

Yaz Dincer Feb 2014

Secret Admirer

Pulling you closer
just to feel your touch
I adore you so much

It doesn't feel right at first
then feels like complete bliss
Oh how much I adore your kiss
and your beautiful lips

What kind of spell have you put me under?
I can't go a night without having you to wonder

I frigin adore that smile you make
with your eyes
it's so cute,
it leaves me mesmerised

The mole behind your neck
and the Johnny Bravo impression you make

you're so sweet and kind
you've got me kinda blind
but I don't mind

Everyone might be looking at me
but I only have my eyes fixed on you
craving your attention constantly
If only you knew..

I hope you've enjoyed my poem for you
I hope I'm someone you'll one day pursue

Poem for my Valentine

Yaz Dincer Feb 2014

We are All One

The more I read about religious leaders,
the more I feel they don't belong in their religions

Buddha was not a Buddhist
but a wise man and an optimist

Jesus was not a Christian
but a reliever of oppression

Muhammed was not a Muslim
but a preacher of love and magic
of what we call God that spoke through Him.

These teachings aren't religious
only their deep experiences make them prestigious

Religions are man made
Labels that we've given to groups of people
who chose to conform to certain ideas
which in fact are universal

They all teach love and happiness
and tools to end human suffering
in essence there is but one teaching
experienced through different portals
and perspectives of everything

Yaz Dincer Jan 2014

Beyond Words

Look beyond these words.
To what creates them.

Before the words.
To what observes them.

If you create what you believe to be "your" thoughts, how can you observe them?

What are you then
the creator
or what is that is observing them being created?

Thoughts arise to you,
go through this you
but who does it arise to
who is the "you"?

Ask from a deeply rooted mind,
where from does this "I" arise?

I am not this "I"
that defines itself with placing words after it,
for those words are made, not what you ARE.

You can never explain it.
You can only Be.
This "I" simply flows through
and meets here
to express its self
as this separate "me".

We are all One

Yaz Dincer Jan 2014

Embrace What Cannot Be Touched

I could read poetry for hours and hours,
overflow in inspiration
then create something that empowers

What a magical moment to witness here,
Something that can never be learnt or remembered,
only flows in this moment,
then dissapears.

You know it resonates,
because suddenly
all the magic and beauty activates

You then sit and wonder
where it all comes from
And in that moment

ponder.

Ride this great flow
but don't look into it too much
Embrace whatever it is
that cannot be touched.

#poems #inspiration #wonder #embrace #flow #ponder

Yaz Dincer Jan 2014

Love to Love

Drenched in Love,
my souls aflame.
Love is such a poetic force
that cannot be explained.

Consumed in it,
urges to write poems
that moves your core.
Cannot compare to anything
youve ever felt before.

I forever want any person in contact with me,
to fall into the rhythem of my heart
to create magical ecstacy.

If there was one word I ever wanted to be known for, I'd like it to be Love.

If there was one word I could ever use to describe my Self and my life,
let it be Love.

Love in the way I sing
and laugh and dance and share and care and live.

I love to love.
I Love to love to love to love

Yaz Dincer Jan 2014

Moment in Love

My beautiful reflection.
You make me anxious.

Your eyes. Your mind. Your smile.
My thoughts run a mile.
Why cant you just be mine?

We could share stories and songs.
And moments and memories.
Let our energy flow and mingle,
create great serenity.

So much familiarity,
but still a stranger.
Youve shared so much of yourself
without really sharing anything.

Just by being who you are,
I am falling in love.
Your awkwardness is so sweet,
it makes my palms sweat and my heart fleet.

I don't even know what I say
when I'm with you.
I don't care
cause maybe you arnt even listening too.

I think we think the same things
but dont say it out loud.
Trying to catch the wave of our crazy energy interaction in bloom.

You say youre comfortable with me,
but you clearly arnt.
I can hear your voice trembling
and your beating heart.

I cant sleep
cause your on my mind constantly.
I wonder if i cross yours too
involuntarily.

Writing poetry that barely even rhymes,
trying everything to get you off my mind.

Love