I looked at you, and the sky crept into me.
Is the weather nice?
Is the sun bright?
The answer to them all is in your face.
The breeze of spring is also..
Haftanın Şairi: Ce mal Süreya Kısaca Cemal Süreya Cemal Süreya (1931 – 1990), İkinci Yeni hareketinin öncülerind...
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Bloody Moon Yet, I never wept in daylight, Never spoke with the absence in my pocket. With bloodshot eyes upon the sky, I never gazed, Never...
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The shade of a single tree was enough for both of us. It wasn’t the wind; it was you who blew.
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