— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Yahya Azeroğlu
I’ve gotten older, I’ve reached my limit,
I live with trouble and sorrow,
The page of my life notebook is over ,
Unfortunately, I am writing in the void.
I’ve gotten older, I’ve reached my limit,
I live with trouble and sorrow,
The page of my life notebook is over ,
Unfortunately, I am writing in the void.
A deep void filled with sorrow,
sunlight but dark as night.
You don’t see death with your eyes!
Can’t you hear the scream with your ears!
Top of a love mountain,
and a stamp of fiery love.
I came to give you my love,
I give you my hands, accept them.
In the depths of time lies wisdom,
Guiding us through life, like a lighthouse.
In every experience, a valuable lesson,
We discover the truth — deep inside,
That echoes with eternal silence.
The lofty heights of ethical paths,
Where virtue shines, where light shines clear,
In the hearts of the brave, in the souls of the pure,
A beacon of ethics, a guide to truth.
Every moment we sing a song,
That isn’t composed.
But a song that’s full of mourning,
A mourning that has a flow of moans.
Sun rises with shines,
That could rise beauties of the sky,
Birds flies higher and higher,
But I can’t see the sweet of the world,
Every day when sunrises,
It rises with a new chapter of my pains,
You told me to be patience,
But have failed to be mom.
The wind blows but cannot fly dust,
Rock is as soft as pap,
Elephant is like a mouse,
Lion begs for food,