ingilizce şiir yazmak

bence aynı zamanda ingilizce düşünmeyi ve ingilizce hissetmeyi*, analitik yazabilmeyi sağlar.

dilde yenilik peşinde olanların deneyebileceği güzel durum.

that thought kills
cant take it but i miss that bliss
its inside my mind somewhere, i can feel it

even though if it will be my end
cant take it but
imma keep this

let me take those again

to the place, ı heard
that there is no time and space
any bad thing, but neither good
ıt calls me everyday.

has peace, has cold
or maybe none.

lacks of reality
lacks of trouble
has got serenity
but hasn't got any reality

ıt calls me, my friend.
ıt seems sweeter everyday, every night.
offers me choices,
that how would ı wish to get there.
by intense decomposing energy? by decomposing fungy?
really, what's the matter
ıf ı'm really getting there?

ı'm tired my friend
should ı expect the eternal peace
or expect eternal existence?
ı am really not sure anymore.

time ticks, brutally.
am ı losing, or?

at the same night, stars putting on a show
making same shine, as they getting on a stage
with the same chord, while moon sets on horizon
rising constellations, making me shiver
with the same flow, wind hits on my face
rising sparkles in my brain, making me dissolve
with the same tremor, my heart reaching sky
having... the same presence of you
im embracing the winds, as i find peace
as i get down, i squeeze the grasses
the wind comes with me, wraps me
as orion's belt gets high on horizon
my back meets with damp grass
as the wind wraps my chest
here we are, at my own world.

ingilizce şiir. *

what if its a reflection of past?
what if same confliction happens
what if i also get you tired?
what if i also make you distance?
what if i again stop everything?
what if i again lose control
that i cant give a hand anymore?
what if i also...
what if i lose you too...
what would i do

is it just me that
thinking i lost my everything
was it the end?
will i see you again?
while i try being alive?

is it only me that
crying before background?
feeling i lost it
like its been over?

waiting for you, dear
im on ground,
put my head
between legs.

is it just me that
i am gaining another trauma?
back to my darkness
crave for getting lost.

i miss you so much already
tell me, how long will it take?
while im lying crumpled
all i know is i wasnt ready

i will wait for you my dear.
keep a white rose on my hand.
ending myself is my biggest fear,
loosing your hand slipping from mine.

i am now here on my desk again, writing a poem
for a person i am seeing like a poem
this is not my first time, comrade
i will keep bunch of papers when you are back,
or spare you my body.

would you feel bad if i be there as always?
would you feel like you'd lost your enthusiasm?
for getting lost
alone?

i will wait for you, my rose
soft tears sliding away on my cheeks
for the first time, i have no one
no one that would wipe them.

----------------song----------------

now i would stay here, expect for your hand
now i would stay here, expect for your hand
dear you dont know how much i love you
now i am staying here, expect for your hand.
♪
soft words, coming out of me
now wasnt that, you were craving?
now i am singing alone, expect for your hand.
expect for your hand.
expect for your hand.

come back to me, when you wish
would accept you, as you come for me
you are the only one who would
wrap my wounds.
♪
im chilling
on the edge
soft wind caressing my face
all i do is
wait for you.