crawling hero

after all the toil and moil to earn a life for himself, little hero turns back into his crawling with a handful of nothing...

frawning babe...

Let go your ego, drop down your crown. In my land of fellowship, there's no way to frown....

143 lbs of meat

sometimes I do mistakes but don't you know I'm human? No one is perfect you know, especially a man of flesh and bones...

cry hard

you were crying when you came,
and i guess if you go
you will cry again.
I've just been next to you to entertain
but all you do is to complain.
So, my baby, now i understand the fact
that no matter how hard i try
and no matter how much you cry
everything between you and me
is just in vain...

I came to you

I didn't tell you not to come,
I came to you again and again.
Now i fold my sorrow
And swallow with a nice brand of whiskey
And if your tears are still wet
Keep them under blanket
So that they won't get the coldness of your heart
But ı always came to you....
Apart from national fests
With all joy of celebrations within
And you lie down reading at the moment...
And i'm still coming...

monologue

my world is starting to turn around you.i mean, when it's morning, i wake up to a day full with the happiness of seeing you again.and the night comes with it's dark and deep cruelty to cut that happiness from the throat.but ı still have the hope to see you here, maybe online huh? well i remember you even if you don't care.maybe i should move my mind to another space. anyway, just forget it all!!

hurt poetry

i stood outside for hours under wet weather, but my heart was able to cope with any flood until you said "no" to a happy smooth living...

i tried a lot but there was nothing to change your mind.so you created your own hell without me.and i'm living my own hell without love now.lack of communication puts an end to everything people have.i wish we had some more things to talk about rather than doing.so i'm acting like saying something to you now in my inner world. maybe that can change your image in me.

anyway, we didn't mean to hurt eachother, i think...

human ground

human ground is something illusionary, something out trust.so we should take our trust over inhuman things.because the inhuman is the only steady development in all universe...

the fault

it's not our fault to be seperate,
anyway, we haven't got used to yet...

better off dead

here it is!
the ill fate of men!
look back who is left
before you hit the road..

mourning, grief
not any relief
no place to go
no reason to live!
tell me why are you setting ahead?
even you know you're better off dead!

tell me where is he?
your saviour, your hero!
searching everywhere for him
but the answer is the same "NO"
i said tell me why are you setting ahead?
just close your eyes all bloody red
you can see all the things to regret
but tell me why are you running away???
even you know you're better off dead!!!

old and cold

hope that you still think i am the same old one, anyway, everything grow colder to me as ı grow older to you... and ı lack motive to cheer up anymore....

privacy

it doesn't matter who you are, or what you do.just join me down and trust my pillow.cause it always keeps in secret.

back in beauty

let there be fire, if i need to burn a little more.but never forget that beauty will win some sunny day.and we all will be able to walk along flower gardens...

theory of life...

the whole past theory of your life and all conformity to the lives around you would have to be abandoned, therefore, release me now, before troubling yourself any further, let go your hands from my shoulders, put me down and depart on your way...

my human landfill

all in all, my life here is nothing more than a human landfill...

and i'm just working so hard to die smart, waiting for the day to come, the clock to strike a quarter past my death...

nothing more that we all ignore...

anyway, there are rooms for all of us in god's place next to the mosh potatoes...