The Eyes Inside the Eyes
While searching for love, a river is born
The waves of that river remain unknown for a long time
Or, remain unknown for a lifetime
The water of that river changes color as desired
The waves do not write the story of pain
Rainbows illuminate the hanging dawn
The melody of the past trembles in the embrace
The spring moon falls prematurely
The sky becomes empty
The murdered lights suck life
The dreams with broken wings want to become windows
In the world of extinguished lamps.
Now, the riverside settlement is on the side of the road
Life is elsewhere
The river walks on the boatman’s boat
The colony’s Royal Primary School sniffed by the boat
The sun of sadness burns in the wake
The eyes find the eyes inside the eyes
The memorable time does not burn in those eyes
The dream life swims in solitude
The ground melts at the station of estranged retirement
When will the train come, the whistle blow?
The organic evolution of existence questions the self
The symbolic self becomes a constant fraction.
The brain remains inactive
In all the elements of the unconscious language of existence
I keep looking for love
In a passive obedient mind
I have no coffin of blood
Yet, the continuous bleeding in the rhythm of poetry
I have no primitive competition
Even in the midst of conflicting excitement
One day the flower of union will bloom on the wall of distance
If my nest is empty
From the womb to the grave, I desire you
That is not why I desire the happiness of voluntary death.
Some people have a fierce desire –
To weave a garland of dew,
To be different from the wind,
To return to the womb again and again.
Some people have a longing to embrace death.
Feelings are awakened by the fire of desire.
For some, death is more pleasant than earthly life.
In my thoughts, life is a struggle.
Death is not a solution.
The only reality is the passenger in the vehicle of my imagination.
Happiness, sorrow are the opposite sides of love.
My love is not dissolved in the solution of anxiety.
Let the soul full of beauty awaken in the color of struggle
Or I will live with that color.