Saturday, August 30

solitary movements


at an hour of the night,
my back against the sun.
where is the sun?
has it run
away?
and i can't tell you some.
my cries ain't no fun,
so i wait for salvation to come
in vain.
i feel lonely
in a chamber of troubles,
speaking with bubbles
of blank.
i feel lonely
in this tiring road lane,
with all the shame
and all that pain,
and i don't need somebody
to thank..

Saturday, August 23

Friday, August 22

get out of my life


you left me numb, and you left me humble. you left me unsafe and that's why i tremble.I'm getting over it.i mean anymore i am no sick.anyway it's in vain to cry for a kick.you were my everything and you were my lady. but after all we had, my future seems some shady.and from now on, i won't waste my time for a cry.please don't hang over me, so let me say goodbye....

the end of love


we seperate our way, it is time to disappear.We've turned out to be completely strangers.There's nothing easy to say, no nice words to hear.everything honey, we must forget all the things we've had here.all that love we had day and night and night and day.We've turned out to be completely strangers, so we seperate our way, day and night and night and day...

Thursday, August 7

on racism of jesus


what if jesus was black? i mean if jesus had been black, would black people do the same thıngs that whıte ones do to them? would the whıte be slaves in the past?would they be exposed to the same kınds of racist tortures? ı wonder a lot...

Tuesday, August 5

trial inside


well, i accept that i have been sent to this shitty place for a specific reason just lıke everyone. however, i really wonder why my makers can not see me. is it the only way, kneeling and saying a prayer, to make them hear you. anyway, i don't feel confused, but i feel myself lacking something to trust. i don't need to believe anything. i just want to know every little thing. i lack context.can you hear me, my dear maker? please reply me. i am waiting for you in my lıttle room next to the mash potatoes. why aren't you here when i most need you next to me? do i have to feel alone all the time? i really wonder....