O'nun Vedasi
O'nun Vedas
ok mu kolay bu son demesi
Vermiyorum ki son nefesi
Ellerin eskisi gibi beyaz m
Bana bunlar o ellerle mi yazdn
Ah yeniden balamal dersen
Zaman var yavalamal dersen
Beklemek eskisi gibi kolay m
Zaman gemiyor zaman yalan m
Yine karlarz dnya kk
Akn byk
Mevsimler dnnce yaza
Kular dner piman
imdi sen mi ben mi
Kim sulu kimse yar
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Acitmiyor Sevdan
Ellerimin altndan kayp gider zaman
Gzlerimi diktim yollarna geliyor musun
Eridim yaktm mumlar gibi geiyor zaman
Gzlerimi diktim yollarna dnyor musun
Dnyor aman dnya bam duman
Batyor aman actmyor senin sevdan
Gittiinde yazd sonbahar geti
Ve btn mevsimler
Bittiimi yazd okumadn m
Beni manetlerden
Gittiinde yazd ka bahar geti
unun urasnda
imdi akmz bir annenin
ocua duasnda
song performed by by Yasar
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Divane
Divane
Hele bir anla ak zamanla
Klar bahara dner gibidir
Var m dnyada akndan baka
Yand derken sner gibidir
Her derdime yar ortam olda
Gkten melekler iner gibidir o zaman
Kar m dnyada bin yl yaansa
Yokluunda cehennem gibidir
Sana yine muhtacm
Gel benim batacm yar
Bana yine sen lazmsn
Gel benim sultanm yar
Ay aman yar sana
Sylemeliyim iimde tutamam yar
Tutamam yar unutamam yar
lm var dnyada
Yeri g deldin yar
Bana geri geldin mi yar
Bana divane diyorlar
Yok artk uslandm yar
Hele bir anla ak zamanla
Klar bahara dner gibidir
Var m dnyada akndan baka
Ak sevdiim ehirler gibidir
Her derdime yar ortam olda
Gkten melekler iner gibidir o zaman
Al akm yar ah ver akn yar
Ak kn doan gneler gibidir
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Pantun - tercari cari anak sungai zaman muda (english version)
tercari cari anak sungai zaman muda
terkubur di tanah, terpendam di hati
yang rancang di kota senang diduga
yang hilang di desa sukar di ganti
i look for the small river of childhood
it is buried in the ground, latent in the heart
what is planned in the city are expected
what is lost in the village difficult to get back
tercari cari anak sungai zaman muda
terkubur di tanah, terpendam di hati
yang terdapat dikota susah di lupa
yang hilang di desa amat menyakiti
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Gina
Gina'ya yazmıyorum aylardır
Eski günlerin hatrına demişti Rafael
Hiç olmazsa eski günlerin
Kaç kalem eskitti bu dil, kim bilir?
Tüketti mürekkep duygusal hokkamı
Yazamadım
Kafaları çekip Franco'nun barında
Şiirden, sanattan laflardık,
Music box'ta Eagles, sonra Ajda
Yakıp geçmemişti henüz
Genç kızdı iri gözlü Gina
Yıllar sonra o büyüdü
Ben küçülmeye başladım
Saçlarımda, yüzümde
Zaman değil, cesaretim olmadı söylemeye
Kaç kez kaldık başbaşa, ama anlamalıydı
Anlamalıydı her kaçırdığımda
Kalçalarına endeksli gözlerimdeki utancı
Şimdi pişman mıyım? Bilmem
Evlendiği gün, ağlamıştım gizlice
Mutsuz olur diye
Teselliydi alın çizgilerim
Roma sokaklarından yalpalaya yalpalaya
Yürüdüm Vatikan'a zom
Katedral duvarlarını dönüştürmek için ağlamaya
Bir el dokundu omzuma dostça,
Gam çekiyordu hıçkırıkları Rafael'in
Döndüm başladığım yere
Queens'deki kümese
Yarım kalan romanımda
Yüzüme bakmadı aksiliğimden
Kırıp attım daktilomu çöpe
Aylar sonra,
Yağmurlu bir gece çalındı kapım,
Yoğun bakımda, kocası dövmüş dedi Albert
Zaman benim, ben it'in peşinde
Olgunlaştı öfke dolu dizeler kaderimde
Ve, pis bir pansiyonda buldum
Gözümü kırpmadım alnından vurdum
O nedenle yazmıyorum Gina
Zaman uzun, parmaklıklar ardında...
Vaha
Muzaffer Akin
poem by Muzaffer Akin
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Louis Aragon'la Telepati
Duyuyorum sesini Aragon
Bağırma lütfen!
Biliyorum
Tahta at'lardan inmeliyim artık
Asıp burjuva takıntılarımı
Çırılçıplak çarmıha
Kesmeliyim Mona Lisa'da
Çıkan bıyığı
Da Vinci uyanmadan
Üç memeli kadın resimleri
Çizemiyorum Aragon
Acıtıyor dudağımı her ısırışta
Teresa'nın memelerindeki yangın
Ne zaman kalçalarında gezinse ellerim
küf kokuyor
Üşüyor tuvalimdeki
Kadın
Sürrealist bir şiir yazmak istiyorum
Kazınsın öldüğümde mezar taşıma
Son dizeleri
Ve
Solurken azabı
Dadaist meftalar ayakucumda
Sultan-ı yegah'ı fısıldasın karıncalar
Picasso'ya akapella
Benden
Çekiliyor
Gözlerimdeki simetri
Katlanamıyorum Aragon
Olasılıklar olabildiğince sert
Ve keskin
Büyük mastürbasyoncu gibi
Aforoz'un eşiğinde sanki
Kırmızı çizgilerim
Ki
Son akşam yemeği'ne paha biçilmezken
Müze lokantasında
Gerçeküstücülük hayal olmamalı
Dar beyinlere vurup kazmayı
Sürrealist metrolar açmalı
Neo-estetik steplerinde insanlığın
Haksızmı yım?
Birşey söyle Aragon
Ya da şiire son dizeyi
Ölümsüz kalemin yazsın…
poem by Muzaffer Akin
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When the Sultan Goes to Ispahan
When the Sultan Shah-Zaman
Goes to the city Ispahan,
Even before he gets so far
As the place where the clustered palm-trees are,
At the last of the thirty palace-gates
The pet of the harem, Rose-in-Bloom,
Orders a feast in his favorite room--
Glittering square of colored ice,
Sweetened with syrup, tinctured with spice,
Creams, and cordials, and sugared dates,
Syrian apples, Othmanee quinces,
Limes and citrons and apricots,
And wines that are known to Eastern princes.
poem by Thomas Bailey Aldrich
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Astonishing Forest
Where the house filled with living
The house continuously giving
Where the house filled with nature
The house filled with adventure
Anything can survive
With the nature it provides
Where the house filled with grass
The house filled with hedges, bushes and plants
Canopy trees be it rain or shine
Will be there for you at any time
Where the green house filled with fresh air
Will shelter you in the heavy rain
O the house of beauty
O the house of sound
So much variety is yet to be found
poem by Sehar Zaman
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Bes Dakika Bekle Git
Sen istinyede bekle ben buradaym
imde kpek gibi havlayan yalnzlm
nk ben buradaym karanlktaym
Belki gelmem gelemem be dakika bekle git
nk elimi kestim beni kan tutuyor
arabm btn eki suyum souk
Yanmda olmadn m seni daha bir seviyorum
Belki gelmem gelemem be dakika bekle git
Yzn slatmadan alayabilir misin
Yar geceden sonra telefon ettin mi hi
Karanlk adamlar hviyetini sordu mu
Ben senin olmadn aryorum
Belki gelmem gelemem be dakika bekle git
Bana ait ne varsa seni korkutuyor
Sana ait ne varsa hibiri benim deil
Belki lmek hakkm kullanyorum
Belki gelmem gelemem be dakika bekle git
song performed by by Yasar
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The Crayz Age
Two music street man to enter into the crowded passenger bus
They crowled among the passenger who stand closely
who were wearing “lurik” clothes and hold his flute
Not play his flute but he held up o’s hand
As a weapon, shut to the passengers
The passenger were tired and boring
With sum of music street man on the bus
Orherwise they shut their mouth
Or like a deaf and dumb man
Or they quiet of tired, boring or vain hope
Which had couldn’t reach the attain
one of them were crowled to the back site
and the other one went to the front site
His chin pulled out, he looks to the passenger,
Oh no, he saw along to straight pass
And then he opens his rumpled books and read it with his loud voice
With his an indecent song
Potest to military regime were cruel
Or mentally corrup of birocrat
Seks scandals,
Sambil mengutip kalimat-kalimat dari bait-bait syair
Quote from “Pujangga” Ronggowarsito
“zaman edan” OR the craZY AGE
(Prasetya Utama, Bogor, Wednesday, January 18,2006)
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Masal
Burkar iimi bir sz
im boulur
Sanki peri padiahnn kz
Bu kadar naz sabr kalmaz
Etme ne olur
Sarkar iime bir hasret
imde durur
Sanki anka kuu musun mbarek
Kavurup kasp srra kadem basp
Gitme ne olur
Masal bu ya oldu ya
Cezbime tutuldu ya kama
Byle biri karna ka kere kar*2
CHORUS
Geldi deli efkarn iimi sard
Gir sinemin sinemin iine yar
Bak ya oldun didemin ucunda varsn
Ak sinemim sinemin iini sar
CHORUS
Burkar iimi bir sz
im boulur
Sanki peri padiahnn kz
Bu kadar naz sabr kalmaz
Etme ne olur
Bu hayal meyal masal hep okuduum mu
Seni ejdarhann elinden alp koruduum mu
Hani kahramanlar gibi sevecekken seni
Masal bitti ya akacak bak farketmedin mi
CHORUS
Yalnz varsz demektir
Elsiz kolsuz demektir
Kalan yalnz kalrsa
Giden insafsz demektir
CHORUS
Geldi deli efkarn iimi sard
Gir sinemin sinemin iine yar
Sen bitmisin kular gider
Dostlar gitmi
Bir varmsn bir yokmusun
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Aldanirim
Bu bir yalan bu bir ceza
Bu bir talan gnlm bu bir veda
Ne bir tavr ne bir eda
Tutup savur gnlm bu son elveda
Hatrlarm hi gidemem deyiini
Hatrlarm erken lrm deyiini
Aldanrm ben zaten glne ahh glne
Aldanrm glne
Bu bir yalan bu bir ceza
Bu bir talan gnlm bu
Bu son elveda ak deil keza
Ne bir tavr ne bir eda
Savur savrul gnlm bu bu son elveda
Aldanrm ben sana
Bu her mevsim syler misin
Mecbur eden buna yar sen misin
Soran beni yarm bulur
Sen bir tek gl ey yar tamam olur
Hatrlarm hi gidemem deyiini
Hatrlarm erken lrm deyiini
Aldanrm ben zaten glne ahh glne
Aldanrm glne
Bu bir yalan bu bir ceza
Savur savrul gnlm bu bu son elveda
Aldanrm ben sana
song performed by by Yasar
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Kuzeyli Rüyalar
Gün doğuşunda gel Kuzeyden
Şile beyazı askılı akşamları giyinip
Bekliyor olacağım verandasında ayrılığın
Giyotine göndermek için
Günahkar pişmanlıklarımı bir bir
Söz
Gün doğarken gel
Yeter ki gel
Kuzeyden
Rem
Yerinden kopuk rüyalarımın
Kaçak seyyahı
Acıtıyor biletsiz girişlerin
Kavuruyor bedenimi Jeannne d'Arc alevi
Her gece aynı yerde peydahlanıp
Ama sen
Gelmelisin Kuzeyden
Taç yapıp papatyaları
Yağmurlar gözlerimde üşürken
Bıraktığın yerdeyim
Havaalanında
Unutulan bir valizin içinde
Ya da düette
Serengeti aslan kükremelerine
Massai Mara çöllerinde
Ne fark eder?
Buradayım işte
Ama gelmelisin
Herşeye rağmen
Kuzeyden
İçimde Niagara gibi
Akarken derinliklere
Ama
Mutlaka
Mutlaka
Kuzeyden
Beyazlar içinde…
Vaha
Muzaffer Akin
poem by Muzaffer Akin
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It Comes - Part 1
International Marine Biologist Conference 1958
Dr Roger Maitland addresses representatives from 31 countries.
Excerpt from his address:
We live in a world that teems with life where new species are being discovered every year. Our oceans are uncharted in the deeper depths. No one knows what might live down there; it is only when something surfaces from the gloom that we discover a more.
June 1979
The cargo ship Sulu Spray was steaming north,
it bulged with cargo from stem to stern.
The moonlit waters were calm.
The Sulu Spray’s radio operator
was talking to another ship within its vicinity.
Suddenly the radio died and the ship vanishes.
There was no mayday signal.
The Sulu Spray disappeared
as if it had never been there.
Coast guard planes were launched
as soon as the alert was raised.
Ships in the proximity of the Sulu Spray
moved quickly to the scene
and started a search for survivors.
As the hours passed,
the outlook looked bleaker.
With no wreckage or debris found.
After a week, the search was eventually called off
and the fate of the Sulu Spray
became just another mystery of the sea.
Two weeks later off the coast of Jamaica
the luxury liner The Princess on a Caribbean cruse
reported nothing unusual
as it sailed through the night time waters.
From the shore, its lights could be seen in the distance
and its music could be heard drifting across the calm waters.
Then everything went quiet
and there were no lights to be seen.
The Princess, her passengers and crew
were never seen again.
Another maritime tragedy
where no wreckage or debris was found.
Yet another mystery to be added
to the ever growing number of vanishings at sea.
July 1979
The lifeboat bobbed in the water
with no hands to steer or guide it.
Abandoned and adrift
when The Wiskom Sail spotted it.
The skipper launched one of his own boats
to collect it when he found
it belong to the Sulu Spray.
As the Wiskom Sail’s crew came along side it,
they were amazed to find someone inside,
the sole survivor of the Sulu Spray.
Taking him barely conscious on board
the Wiskom Sail’s medical officer advised
they get him to the nearest port.
Adrift for over four weeks
the survivor was weak and dehydrated.
All he kept mumbling was of a blue light
and then everything suddenly fell into darkness.
He would then open his eyes and scream in terror.
To Be Continued
25 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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Public Animal #9
Me and G.B.
We ain't never gonna confess
We cheated at the math test
We carved some dirty words in our desk
Well now it's time for recess
Old man waitin by the monkey bars
Tradin all his ball cards
And they promised him a gold star
And they told him he could go far
Hey Mr. Bluelegs
Where are you takin me?
I'm like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
If I keep my nose clean
I won't get my eyes shined
But I'm proud to be
Public Animal Number Nine
License plates are runnin
Out of my ears
I'd give a month of cigarettes
For just a couple of lousy beers
Or even a bottle of
Real cheap wi-hine
But that's the price you pay to be
Public Animal Number Nine, Number Nine
Hey Mrs. Cranston
Where are you takin me?
I feel like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
She wanted an Einstein
But she got a Frankenstein
Yeah, I'm proud to be
Public Animal Number Niiiirrrrrgh
Public Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Number Nine
Number Nine Number Nine
Number, Number Nine Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Numbergh Niiiirrrrrgh
Public Animal Nurrrgh Nirrrgh
Errrrrrrrrrrrgh
Public Animal Number Ni-yine
Public Animal Number Ni-yine
Public Animal Number Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Naaaaaaaagh
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Gotham City (with english version)
Gotham City
Mas é preciso ser batman em gotham city,
É preciso ler gibi antigo e desfolhado,
Sendo morcego, não ser vampiro, ser beat,
Besouro caindo nos ouvidos deflorados.
Mas é preciso ser batman em gotham city,
Roncando o motor turbinado do bat-carro,
Gostar de Liszt, saber tudo e tudo cite!
Tomar copos de leite e não fumar cigarro!
Sendo o batman enfrento o coringa e o pingouin,
A sensual mulher gato que me arranha as pernas
E o peito e declara estranha paixão por mim!
Ter sempre ao meu lado um Robbin longe a tavernas;
É preciso ser batman em gothan city enfim,
Pra a luta ao som do rock, morar em caverna!
Gotham City
But is crave to be batman in gotham city,
Is crave to read old and defoliate comics,
Being bat, not to be vampire, being beat,
Beetle falling in the deflorated ears.
But is crave to be batman in gotham city,
Snoring the turbining motor of the bat-car,
To like Liszt, to know everything and everything cite!
To take milk cups and not to smoke cigarette!
Being batman I face coringa and pingouin,
the sensual woman cat that scratches me legs
and the chest and declares stranger passion for me!
To always have to my side a Robbin far the taverns;
She is crave to be batman in gothan city at last,
For the fight to the sound of the rock, to live in cave!
poem by Jayro Luna
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This world is a harsh place, this world. [Sulu, Lomhlaba Unzima, Lohmhlaba.]
Access to the Vedas is the greatest privilege this century may claim over all previous centuries.
quote by J. Robert Oppenheimer
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It Comes - Part 3
(It is suggested that the reader reads Parts 1 and 2 first)
Several marine biologists
now suggested that a giant squid
could be the creature that they were looking for,
but could not explain the blue light.
As a precaution to the present dangers below the equator,
ships were requested that they find suitable ports
to stay in overnight.
Naval Air forces from most countries
searched the seas at night and day
hoping to spot whatever was causing the disappearances.
Dr Roger Maitland of Oxford,
marine biologist now retired
studied the reports on the news.
He looked at charts
and read what the survivor of the Sulu Spray
had mumbled incoherently repeatedly.
He had his own theory about the creature,
but no proven facts.
He believed their might be evidence
on the lifeboat of the Sulu Spray,
evidence overlooked when it was first examined.
Maitland spoke to his colleagues
about his theory and if he was right,
this may only be one of many of these creatures
that might strike at anytime.
The only way to be sure
would be to examine the lifeboat quite thoroughly.
Knowing Maitland’s reputation
and how desperate the situation was getting,
the authorities holding onto the lifeboat of the Sulu Spray
granted him permission to examine it.
No one gave him much chance of find any evidence
as others had examined it before and found nothing.
Unlike the rest, Maitland knew what he was looking for,
and the places where it might be found.
With a magnifying glass and tweezers,
he examined the inside of the lifeboat
lifting minute samples to be studied
closer under a microscope.
In his laboratory a week later,
he examined what he had recovered.
Slowly he began to discover that his theory
was revealing several surprising results.
The creature was a new species
from the evidence he had recovered,
a mutation from another species, possibly two.
The cause of the mutation was yet to be discovered.
He had arranged to reveal his results
to an international committee made up
of marine biologists and scientists from every country.
26 September 2009
To be continued
poem by David Harris
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Gel Benimle
Gel Benimle
Gel benimle ok ok uzaklara
Hznlerimi bir para akle deitir
Gel benimle bilinmez duraklara
Mevsimlerimi bir dalga yaza dntr
Brak dudaklarndan benler okunsun
Brak ellerim salarna dokunsun
Brak kulaklarmda sesin uulsun
Brak ellerim salarna dokunsun
Sz veriyorum
Her ey ok gzel olacak
Sadece Sen ve Ben
song performed by by Yasar
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East Headed
sleep with your head
pointing east. it's auspicious
the vedas says
the sun rises over you and
carries your dream
so that it shines gloriously
above your head
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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