Author Archives: hazinedar

The Nightcomers

Old friends? Who knows? A faint trace of a smile on their faces, Women, men, old and young, They come at night, enter my room, One by one, an endless crowd. Everything on the table scatters like the winds; My … Continue reading

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Farewell my Youth

Farewell my Youth, Farewell memories, Farewell my happy days, Pages full of hope. Seasons will turn again, Leaves will fall, Our youth Will not come back. My hands are open to the sky, I begged for years For time to … Continue reading

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I am Weary of this World

Shame, Shame on fate. Everything is dark, where is humanity? Shame on serving others slavishly. I am weary of this world, let this dream end. Shame on those who laugh making you cry. Should endless ordeals, yet more worries, A … Continue reading

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Dream

Don’t disturb me, leave me be, Let the dream continue, don’t wake me up. I walked quietly, passed through a narrow doorway, Found myself in a green, green meadow. Someone was calling me, A sound was pulling me. In front … Continue reading

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Mirrors

I am reaped Decreed to be beaten. No strength left in my knees. Mirrors, Don’t make me talk, Complain, Weep. Though my mother, My father, be troubled, Let my hand that strikes be broken. My sorrow is seen in you, … Continue reading

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Where?

I picked bunches of roses, Where is the nightingale on the rose bush? I sailed to open seas, Where is the wind in my sail? The summer sun burns, Where are my two drops of water? An autumn evening, Where … Continue reading

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How Many Years Have Gone By

They mustn’t ask me, Make me talk about my troubles, I keep them to myself, Brood over them. If tears fall from my eyes, Night and day, If the world has gone dark, There must be a reason. How many … Continue reading

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Rain

The little garden has Two spindly trees. Water Has created A meadow here, Entering the Branches that hide no secrets, Watering the sap, The diseased roots, With everyday strings of Melancholy, Tying them to windows, Washing the diseased pot plants … Continue reading

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1945

Come from centuries away, reach out and clasp my hands, If not, the child within me will too be helpless. Children fed with anger are lonely, Their hopes come from flowers, their sorrows from history. Like you, like me, they … Continue reading

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Confusion

In the middle of the night, my soul is Incoherent, beaten. My life Exists outside it, Waiting for daylight that will never come. And I, in the night, with the night, Worn out, weary. Constanine P. Cavafy (1863-1933). Karışıklık.translated from … Continue reading

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