a Painting a Poem Quotes

“While there is no one returning after sudden farewells,
I see those who return after farewells that are not mournful.
If you have already said you are going to go,
I have a smile because I know you are going to come.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“Do not fall for it,
silk looks nice;
however, all covers
change human’s fate.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“If two separate spirits have come together,
there will be no other separation.

If two separate bodies have come together,
surely there will be a separation.

If a body and another spirit have come together,
surely there has been a separation.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“Just then, another day came round;
I stared out of my window at someone who went,
I used to love, but I did not use to believe in being loved.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“When man is under the ground;
there is no place where
they are mentioned better.

When man is over the ground;
there is no place where
they appreciate things better.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“We are rolling in such a delicate order,
we dance in such a delicate fate
-I put the sorrowful manners aside-
that we are in a world where
loving one person hurts another.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“After staring at each other for a while until we understood that
meeting eye to eye
leads to understanding and telling;
understanding is disquiet,
and telling is disappointing
-while the eyes that meet each other
among plenty of pairs of eyes
are our eyes-
We thought our disquiet would be over.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“She blamed the mirror
for what it showed and
how she looked.
After all,
the mirror showed her herself;
she showed herself to someone else.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“I wish to die in the daylight;
I need to know life is over,
I must think of a few people one last time.

What if, perchance, I die at night in sleep;
not knowing that my life is over,
without thinking about the rest for the last time;
Who will prove to me that I am dead,
when the last thing I remember is I fell asleep.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“People stare at people,
until they find out what is on their mind;
Whereas no one is looking at us,
they apparently know what we think about.
Who cares about on what the hand is
or how to step on,
Ever since we took to the floor
everyone has found out what is inside of us.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem

“Your love
ended because of you,
the unforgettable words of your sentences
echoed in your breakups.
Whereas I am a miserable sunflower,
why did my love end;
was not it me who fell in sun,
who looked at it sun after sun.
As time passed, I was filled with it,
I did not know time would be the end of me;
the merciful beam of the sun
got lacking on my face.
Why did the moon come between us
why was the sun eclipsed,
I know that
your breakups
happened because of you;
who decided
our end though.”
― Mehmet Çil, a Painting a Poem