A Day Like This
it was such a lovely day
like this
sunny and hot
in a day like this
in flower fragrance
bright and glittering
your kisses changed
my bosom
sworn not to kiss
sealed for kisses
itwas such a day like this
filled with bisrd singings
and happy children screamings
your returning
made my bosom a pair with yours
my bosom which was fed up with loneliness
and longing for you
it was such a lovely day
a day boring us with its yellow heat
when
i was in bare feet
walking on the roads
and impatiently waiting for you
it was sucha a lovely day
like this
your sudden death
has made me collapsed
and made me upset
Ferda BAYKAL
Translation Metin SAHIN
poem by Metin Sahin
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I Want To Love
I want to smile
as I want
free
when i have the chance
when I am able to smile
let the rain not fall from eyes like a shower
anymore
only let it drizzle slowly
when I am glad and happy
let not my senses get blunt
let me love...let me be loved
when I am able to love
let me live my love freely
let my loves not be hidden
in secret corners and deep..hidden places and pits
let my heart not be stamped and sealed
let me openit to the ones who love me
and to my love
and not hinder my freedom
of to be loved to love
let me not it inside hold
even if my hand-cuffs are made of gold
Ferda BAYKAL...translation Metin SAHIN
poem by Metin Sahin
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I Am Going
tHAT is whast you want
you meant
you wanted me go
and leave
that ıs alrıght for me
ıam goıng
and lkeavıng you
ıf you do not regret
and do not be sorry later
let us all happen
as you wısh
ıf you do not want me love you
ıf you do not fancy
to be loved by me
let everyhthıng happen
as you wish
the days ı have
lived with you
are enough for me
if ıt is very difficult
to bear
and make feel paıunful
and ıf ı cannot bear it
easily
let may what will happen
that is to say
there is no death at the end
but offend by my words
to think the life without you
pains me a lot
once there were
good days waiting for us
you promised
your hands
would
always be in my hands
once you said
your body
would not forget
what it has lived
with my body
but never mind
forget them all
never the less
ı am going away
and leaving
may you be happy
ferda BAYKAL Translatıon Metin ŞAHİN
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poem by Metin Sahin
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Lovely One
Lovely one,
Just as on the cool stone
Of the spring, the water
Opens a wide flash of foam,
So is the smile of your face,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
With delicate hands and slender feet
Like a silver pony,
Walking, flower of the world,
Thus I see you,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
With a nest of copper entangled
On your head, a nest
The coloUr of dark honey
Where my heart burns and rests,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
Your eyes are too big for your face,
Your eyes are too big for the earth.
There are countries, there are rivers,
In your eyes,
My country is your eyes,
I walk through them,
They light the world
Through which I walk,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
Your breasts are like two loaves made
Of grainy earth and golden moon,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
Your waist,
My arm shaped it like a river when
It flowed a thousand years through your sweet body,
Lovely one.
Lovely one,
There is nothing like your hips,
Perhaps earth has
In some hidden place
The curve and the fragrance of your body,
Perhaps in some place,
Lovely one.
Lovely one, my lovely one,
Your voice, your skin, your nails,
Lovely one, my lovely one,
Your being, your light, your shadow,
Lovely one,
All that is mine, lovely one,
All that is mine, my dear,
When you walk or rest,
When you sing or sleep,
When you suffer or dream,
Always,
When you are near or far,
Always,
You are mine, my lovely one,
Always.
poem by Pablo Neruda
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Comparison
sometımes
I recall the best expert poet yahya kemal
of the OTTOMANS
I see him in a window-shop
obesse and unhealthy
and..why I do not know
at the same time
I remember suddenly
The lame poet BYRON
struggling and dying on the GREEK MOUNTAINS
That is not a thing may be to be proud of
But I.in an haste drilled and went out of
my ten years of my imprısonment
and leaving my liver ache aside
my bosom is the same bosom
and my mind is still the same mind
we are alone even when we lie with our beloved
with dear ones side by side
but when we are left all alone and completely lonely
the crowd of the unıverse
with all its people living and unliving
says''I AM HERE''
and to encourage you
taps you on the shoulder
there are sparrows on the telegram wire
poor things ever
they do not know what a telegram is
and unaware of it
you.you.the ones who are doomed to be hanged
by greasy ropes
you you have made our comrades.. our natives
looking but completely blinds
Nazım HİKMET 1947
translation metin ŞAHİN
poem by Metin Sahin
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Isnt She Lovely
Isnt she lovely
Isnt she wonderfull
Isnt she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love wed be
Making one as lovely as she
But isnt she lovely made from love
Isnt she pretty
Truly the angels best
Boy, Im so happy
We have been heaven blessed
I cant believe what God has done
Through us hes given life to one
But isnt she lovely made from love
Isnt she lovely
Life and love are the same
Life is aisha
The meaning of her name
Londie, it could have not been done
Without you who conceived the one
Thats so very lovely made from love
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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’Tis So Lovely To …
’Tis so lovely to be born a Christian;
’Tis so lovely to be a Roman Catholic;
’Tis so lovely to follow Jesus Christ;
’Tis so lovely to know the one, living God;
’Tis so lovely to read the Holy Bible;
’Tis so lovely to have Christian parents
’Tis so lovely to walk in the shadow of the Holy cross;
’Tis so lovely to spread the Gospel;
’Tis so lovely to obey God’s Ten Commandments;
’Tis so lovely to abide by the precepts of the holy Catholic Church;
’Tis so lovely to receive the Holy Sacraments;
’Tis so lovely to confess sins and gain forgiveness from God;
’Tis so lovely to receive the Holy Eucharist;
’Tis so lovely to be an example of Christ unto others;
’Tis so lovely to be a “Fisher of Souls”;
’Tis so lovely to do miracles like Christ;
’Tis so lovely to heal the sick by prayers;
’Tis so lovely to console the sick and the dying;
’Tis so lovely to live a life like that of Christ;
’Tis so lovely to keep the soul pure;
’Tis so lovely to be filled by the Holy Spirit;
’Tis so lovely to take the road to heaven;
’Tis so lovely to die a holy Christian death;
’Tis so lovely to resurrect after death;
’Tis so lovely to be spared of eternal damnation;
’Tis so lovely to have eternal life;
’Tis so lovely to live in commune with God
Forever in Heaven thereafter!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-16-2006
poem by John Celes
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Could The Spring Come Back Again
could the spring come back again or never
after we are accostumed to a harsh, white, frozen winter
the frozen sticks melted from the fringes
of the roofs
the hot rays of sun
are glitttering from the horizon
someone lit the light
somr sparrows and finches began to fly
on the yellow brown dog thistles
could the spring come back again
nobody knows how ı love my sisters
in their shields
protecting themselves
figthing with the harshness of life
defending themselves
walking like soldiers on roads
with big soldier bags on shoulders
prams fulll of children
some crying
some playing
some laughing
some sleeping in silence
could the spring come again
with her green leaves
multi color flowers
and singing birds
the little pretty girls
cladf in lovely dresses
may be twins
like lovely winter flowers
their mother in the midst
walking in the streets
telll me somebody
could spring come again
as in my young days
where and when
ı used to sing songs
poem by Metin Sahin
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Someone Like You
Written by: lenny kravitz/craig ross
Waiting impatiently for you to come
Wondering if you will always be the one
Is this good for you
Is it wonderful for you too
cause baby I told you Im ready for love
Im anticipating and waiting for some
Tell me what to do
Tell me baby cause I love you
Its been so lovely
Now that I got you
Ive been looking for someone like you
Someone like you
What do you like to do
What do you got to say
Just tell me baby whats on your brain
cause I just want to sit down and talk for awhile
Do you want to make babies ?
Do you want a career
Well whatever it is darling, I just want you near
And well be together just you and me dear
Its been so lovely (its been so lovely)
Since I find you
I was praying for someone like you
Someone like you
Aint been lonely
Now that I got you
I was waiting for someone like you
Come on come on come on yeah
Been so lovely
Now that I got you
Ive been waiting for someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like you ......
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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The Trio
we were the three...Bedirhan..Nazlican and me
three mouthes, three hearts, three sworn bullets
our names were written on the mountains
and on the rocks as trouble
a hard duty hanging from our necks
crossed guns on our bosoms
hands on trigger, ear on the bow string,
backs summitted to the soil
we embraced each other under the stars as blankets
the sea was far, far away
and loneliness made us sick
all nights, the jackal howlings along the cliffs
struck our faces, our breads and our songs and wavered away
nazlican rubbed our chests with thyme
the air smelled heavily with rhyme
we gazed at her secretly
in case our hearts would be broken easily
mAy be we have lost her in the sound of a pipe of a shepard
she joined to the fire flies
glittering and exhausting with them
she was left as a delicate dead butterfly among us
and went in blazes like a bullet, like a mine
OH..nazlican..the wild she deer of the wild slopes
oh..nazlican..hair combed with the winds
how could you go like that
to the land of the stars
oh nazlican..wounded from her bosom
nazlican..you serene plain flower
nazlican..you crazy emotion
a love butterfly on my bosom on earth
nazlican..the soul I have offered to death,
and now..we were in distress like a beaten army
with worn out parkas and hearts
the remainig was the sensing of death
the rest was deaf silence
we went..with the absence of nazlican in us
then they had shot bedirhan in a little valley
but he had broken the fierce besieges
and gone out
then like a gun gliding from the shoulder silently
he shivered, his arms fell to his sides helplessly
death, surrounded him from everywhere like a nettle thorn
his body..like a big tree..tumbled down in the moonlight
I streched my arms and touched his eyes with a dropp of tear in my eyes
the silenced pulse of his wrist still on my chest
it was like a joke
it looked he would wake a little later
as if he will revive the fire mixing and wrapping a cigarette
but death..was faithful to his date as always
like nazlican he would never be among us
Oh bedirhan...the phantom of the pitch nights
oh bedirhan..trouble of the treachery traps
were you a man exhausting like this
stand up speak to me..speak even a little bit
oh bedirhan..his grave..the nest of the eagle
bedirhan..the fugitive of the purple mountains,
bedirhan..his blue eyes falcon
Istabbed a silent dagger in my secret place
bedirhan..i have your blood still on my white shirt
we were the three..we were the suicide flowers three
bedirhan..nazlican and me
and I was left alone with a weeping dagger in me
Yusuf HAYALOGLU..Translation metin sahin
poem by Metin Sahin
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Nobody Noticed It
I heard broken footsteps
Was that you limping
Well I wish I that could have spent just a little bit more time with you...yeah
Tears on my ceiling
Werent you watching
Well I guess that none of us will ever know what comes after this
Youre still lovely
You were lovely then
All that you had to endure
I guess nobody noticed it
I know your resemblence
Um its out there walkin
And I wanted you to know that I havent forgotten
When they try to make you look broken
Not while Im livin
But I wanted you to know that I heard what he said when it was rainin
Youre still lovely
You were lovely then
All that you had to endure
I guess nobody noticed it
You made me
I love you
And do you know nothing has changed
Now everyone they notice it
Everyone notices
Youre still lovely
You were lovely then
All that you had to endure
I guess nobody noticed it
You made me
I love you
And do you know that nothing has changed
Now everyone they notice it
Everyone notices
song performed by by Lisa Marie Presley
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My Girl Is a Kiss Machine
My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet
Like a flower in the sun
Which comes here to greet
Every time she meets me
she kisses on my face
and then she guides me
back to those sunny days
when clouds were lieng
at the bottom of my feet
My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet
She kisses on my cheek
kisses on my fingure tips
She kisses on my chin
kisses with her lucky lips
Every time she kisses
it gets sweeter by a bit
My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet
Whenever i feel like crieng
she kisses on my eye
Makes all my sorrows none
and I can see them fly
I am always on my toes
wishing that she meets
My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet
When I say I am leaving
she kisses very hard
And makes it harder for me
to leave her in the yard
Thats why I am saying
She is best thing in my kit
My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet
poem by Giram Vishal
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Lovely, Lovely
Lovely lovely,
colored in black,
Lovely lovely,
On its way back,
Lovely lovely,
Finding its snack,
Lovely lovely;
With its pack,
The lovely lovely,
The irony of its name,
The fear it puts,
Is but nothing to its looks,
Lovely lovely,
Colored in black......
poem by Maisea Hodgkin
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My Mama, My Lovely Mother
When at infancy, I wee inside her food
She never stop eating
my mama, my lovely mother
When am ill and sad, healthy and happy,
She keep praying for me
my mama, my lovely mother
When I started crawling,
Tears of affection made her eyes heavy
my mama, my lovely mother
When I walk, her fear increases,
That I might go the wrong way
and get hurt
my mama, my lovely mother
When she look at me,
Her gaze always ask me,
How are you my child
my mama, my lovely mother
When am sick, it brings out
The doctor in her
my mama, my lovely mother
I never grow old for her tender love,
Oh! God bless my mother and make
Her proud of me
my mama, my lovely mother
poem by Michael Odor
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Some Lovely
In my heart, in my heart
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
I've got some lovely in my head, in my head
Where the lions, wear the right eye,
Where the jems (?) roar, there be lovely
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my bed, in my bed
Where the ocean wears the shore down
Where's the on switch?
There be lovely laying waiting naked for you
(chorus)
We can play every day
We can play at being lovers
We can play every day
We can play on my brown guitar
(repeat chorus)
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my yard, in my yard
There be inchworm, there be footlong
There be yardstick stir some lovely
Laying waiting naked for you
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my field, in my field
There be green grass, there be big sky
There be blue birds come and nest there
(chorus x 2)
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my heart, in my heart for you
song performed by by Xtc
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Some Lovely
In my heart, in my heart
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
I've got some lovely in my head, in my head
Where the lions, wear the right eye,
Where the jems (?) roar, there be lovely
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my bed, in my bed
Where the ocean wears the shore down
Where's the on switch?
There be lovely laying waiting naked for you
(chorus)
We can play every day
We can play at being lovers
We can play every day
We can play on my brown guitar
(repeat chorus)
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my yard, in my yard
There be inchworm, there be footlong
There be yardstick stir some lovely
Laying waiting naked for you
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my field, in my field
There be green grass, there be big sky
There be blue birds come and nest there
(chorus x 2)
You want some lovely, i got some lovely
In my heart, in my heart for you
song performed by by Xtc
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This Evening
this evening is another lovely evening
i see stars. i think of some memories. sticky ones. sweet ones.
mouthwatering ones between us. in the room dim and cold. warmed by our
two bodies.kisses. hugs. touches. caresses. whispers.
indeed, this is a lovely evening.
i have a glass of mild wine in my hand. an orange. an apple. some spices
of mint and chili. to make me feel hot on this lovely, cold night. the wind blows
from the sea. i hear the waves. but they are sounding so gently
reminding of a boat where we ride. kisses. hugs. touches. caresses.
whispers. making love. the boat stopped in the middle of the ocean.
both of us.
indeed this is a lovely evening. i have another glass of wine. an orange.
some chili. some pepper.
i like it hot. these memories. i have your picture in my hand. your last letter.
i have the picture of you and your husband. and your children. they all have
grown up. your daughter looks just like you. some smiles. hugs. kisses.
embraces. your family on your last wedding anniversary. in maryland.
indeed this is a lovely evening. an honest one.
everything is accepted. everything is true. and i wish you all the happiness.
for indeed this is a lovely evening. with myself. still strong as ever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fever
Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever, thats so hard to bear
You give me fever, when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever, in the morning
Fever all through the night
Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
And I know Im gonna treat you right
You give me fever, when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever, in the morning
Fever all through the night
Everybody gots the fever [should be everybodys got...]
That is something you all know
Fever isnt such a new thing
Fever started long ago
Romeo loved juliet
Juliet, she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said julie baby, youre my flame
Thou givest fever, when he kisseth
Fever with thy flaming youth
Fever, Im afire
Fever, yeah I burn for thou
Captain smith and pocahontas
Had a very very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said, daddy, oh, dont you dare!
You give me fever [should be he gives me fever]
With his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, Im his misses
Daddy, wont you treat him right?
Now youve listened to my story
Heres a point that I have made
Chicks were born to give you fever
Be it fahrenheit or centigrade
They give you fever, when you kiss them
Fever, if you live, you learn
Fever, till you sizzle
What a lovely way to burn
They give you fever, when you kiss them
Fever, if you live and learn
Fever, til you sizzle
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn (they give you fever)
What a lovely way to burn (they give you fever)
What a lovely way to burn (they give you fever)
What a lovely way to burn (they give you fever)
What a lovely way to burn (they give you fever)
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
song performed by by Boney M.
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Fancy
listen to the voices falling into my bosom
gaze at my newly aroused eyes
let us go..let us go before comes th dawn
together with you my love together to the infinite horizon
when the first flames of the morning are in blazes
let us enter a fancy..a ligtened tree
let us ascend to the summit of that mountain suddenly
let dissappear beyond the houses of the city
a yellow canary is on a green limb of a tree
let her sing with her merriest voice
with a melody noone knows
let us get drunk in the most transparent waters
with the sweet senses swaddling our souls
like babies running to their mothers
let us sing and mourn like a dove
let drink our voices the waters in love
there is nothing more beautiful than a fancy in this world
as reconciling as heaven.as sweet as loves
let us fly with the wind winged birds
to a new world which rises up in our fancies
Ekrem TASKINSEL
translation Metin SAHIN
poem by Metin Sahin
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One Bumper at Parting
One bumper at parting! -- though many
Have circled the board since we met,
The fullest, the saddest of any
Remains to be crown'd by us yet.
The sweetness that pleasure hath in it
Is always so slow to come forth,
That seldom, alas, till the minute
It dies, do we know half its worth.
But come -- may our life's happy measure
Be all of such moments made up;
They're born on the bosom of Pleasure,
Thy die 'midst the tears of the cup.
As onward we journey, how pleasant
To pause and inhabit awhile
Those few sunny spots, like the present,
That 'mid the dull wilderness smile!
But Time, like a pitiless master,
Cries "Onward!" and spurs the gay hours --
Ah, never doth Time travel faster
Than when his way lies among flowers.
But come -- may our life's happy measure
Be all of such moments made up;
They're born on the bosom of Pleasure,
They die 'midst the tears of the cup.
We saw how the sun look'd in sinking,
The waters beneath him how bright;
And now, let our farewell of drinking
Resemble that farewell of light.
You saw how he finish'd by darting
His beam o'er a deep billow's brim --
So, fill up, let's shine at our parting,
In full liquid glory, like him.
And oh! may our life's happy measure
Of moments like this be made up,
'Twas born on the bosom of Pleasure,
It dies 'mid the tears of the cup.
poem by Thomas Moore
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Dying
ı would like to die before you die
do you think that
the one who comes after
will find the one who has gone before
I do not think so
it is better you burn my body
and put the remnant ashes in an urn
placed on a shelf on the fire-place
the urn must be made up of transparent white glass
so that you can see me in it
you see
how self-sacrificing I am
I do not want to be terracotta
I do not want to be a flower
but want to be ash
to live together with you
and after sometime
when you die too
you will come into the urn also
and we will then live there together
with your ashes mixed in my ashes
till the day
when one of our clumsy brides
or an unloyal grandson without care
throw the urn out from there
but we
till then
we will be mixed with each other completely
our molecules will fall beside each other
side by side
in the wasteland to which we will be thrown
we will then dive into the soil together
and one day out
when a wild flower will sprout
from this little piece of soil
in her stem
there will bloom certainly two flowers
ı am certain
I know
one is you
and the other is me
but I..
I do not think of dying yet
my blood is still boılıng and flowing
I will give birth to off-springs yet
life is occupying inside me and overflowing
I will live with you together
more and more
I am not afraid of death also
but I not like the way of our held funeral ceremony
may be it will be changed
till the day we die
ıs there a chance of yours
to be freed and released from the prisons nowadays
some voice from inside me says
''PERHAPS''
1947
Piraye Nazım HİKMET
translation Metin ŞAHİN
poem by Metin Sahin
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