have all leaves parted
how do they live with their angst
their branches as dust
hülya n. yılmaz, February 2, 2022
In Turkish . . . not in HAIKU form, however . . .
dağıldı mı yaprakların her biri
bir yere tutunma çabası içinde ne yapar onlar
üzerinde barındıkları dallar bükülmüşken
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A Luxury
the soul’s sufferings
a heavyweight agony
where is the laughter?
(c) hülya n. yılmaz, April 23, 2020
Bir Lüks
ruhun azapları
ızdırap, ağır bir yük
gülmeler nerede?
Türkçe’ye Çeviri: hülya n. yılmaz, 23 Nisan, 2020
Ein Luxus
die leidenschaften der seele
ein schweres gewicht, die qual
wo sind die gelächter?
Übersetzung ins Deutsche: hülya n. yılmaz, April 23, 2020
Filed under Poetry, Reflections
rivers flow through it
mortal life must be led thus
permanence, a laugh
(c) hülya n. yılmaz, 1.8.2020
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the voice of silence
rustles in the night’s quiet
rivers always flow
(c) hülya n. yılmaz, 11.7.2019
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utter destruction
many sleepers take a side
the heart must decide
(c) hülya n. yılmaz, October 12, 2019
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gene geldin sen
içim ağırdan sızlar
yetemedim ki
you are here again
my soul weighs heavy anew
i did not suffice
(c) hülya n. yılmaz, 6 Eylül / September 6, 2019
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