AUTONOMOUS / Fikret Çelik
Your eyes,
liberated region
I imprisoned
all eyes
in a walnut shell
Almond flowers
I brought it from the bird slope;
Summer rain, rainbow
a tipsy cloud
Clad in silk
A road across continents
Open your eyes
Let the sunrise wind disperse
Let my eyes be in your eyes
May the day begin to rise.
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SADNESS STATION / Fikret Çelik
Yes, mister
Do not stay in silence
Tell us
Why wind does not blow
Why does not it take that dole?
There is something today
Something in today
Do you see mister?
Sadness rains from dreams.
Did we magnify
Does not it return
The ship that goes to unknown?
Sometimes words are not enough mister!
My heart is cistern from my tear.
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PORTRAIT / Fikret Çelik
Sun has touched her skin,
A lovely manner on her shape
Her hair!
Hands of sun on her hair,
Wind from blue water
Her eyes!
Sunset of the incoming evening,
Privacy of naked dreams
Her hands!
A scented of bay leaf
In the smoothness of blue waters
Her brows!
Violin bows, that inspires
Rain words from poetry.