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..

no title.

you can't lose what you haven't got.

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...

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...

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....

the crooked state of mine

sometimes i need to be alone wıth you and to feel your warm secure touch. ı want to cry on your shoulder. ı want to hug as ı dıd ın my older days. however ı know that you, my beloved dad, are far away. too far away...

here ı am!

hi to all my community! workıng ın a hot country really tıres people sometımes, you know:) and ı am fed up wıth being tıred of being tıred:( hope to talk to you sooner. ı kıss you all!

I have some nice bunch of friends everywhere:):)

ı really have good tıme wıth them:) thanks a lot to all my frıends.:)

I love you all!

ATTENTİON!!! :)

hi to all my community mates! actually i hoped that you all can write something on this blog.you can write, i know:) please don't hesitate:) take care. I love you all.

help needed!

Ohh my dear friend!
I lack context, and i lack hope to have a context.Please find me a place to have my own self, and inner comfort.

famıly free

ı just thought to erase myself from my famıly tree. However ı don't know if this wıll set me free...

smile!!!

I never smile while crying, never die of laughing... all my friends, they all laugh at their troubles. ı never smile while crying, never ever...

good lover down there...

I have never had some time to share with you.And i never had some time spared.But i am looking forward to the day to come, with flowers in my hand, and a fast beat in my heart.
I am collecting the best emotions for you.the day will come and i will drop them on you...

happy birthday!!!

ohh, happy birthday to me! myself! And i'm sending you worms with my purest intentions.....