Bi’ gün değil, bugün,
bugün yaşamalı,
bugün parlamalı,
bugün uyanmalı,
bugün yürümeli.
Wear your wounds like crown,
not tomorrow, but today.
In front of your thunderous resolve,
intimidating clouds all fade away.
Where lips don’t speak, eyes do –
where eyes don’t speak, backbone do.
And once backbone has spoken, all the
militaries cannot render it untrue.
Poetry, my nationality,
words, my brethren.
To the world I’m monsoon,
for inside I’m barren.
Published on
January 12, 2025 09:46
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