The patient doesn’t wait for the daybreak,
Nor the grave the recently dead,
Nor Satan a sin,
As much as for you I wait.
Now it is too late, I don’t want you to come,
You, in your absence I have found,
Let your shadow within my delusion stay,
What good would it be ? Don’t come.
Necip Fazıl Kısakürek (1905-1983). Beklenen. Translated from the Turkish.