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My beloved friends&readers
My poetry book is finally on the market, you can purchase the book from the links below
Thanks from the buttom of my heart for all
Once, a young stream asked an old river
how to reach sea, it was her sole desire
The river said its not easy for a tiny body
You have to take a longþy journey
You'll face many obstacles on your way
Yet, I'll give you the 4 keys of success:
Love, Struggle, Insistence&Patience
FOR LOVERS
Although you are a scar in my heart
I don't want to get healed
Your name on my forehead
eternally sealed
All I need
in this greedy world
can be summed up in two:
Just a little oxygen
more from You
and my pray is sole
"O my God
cut my air first
before taking her soul"
You were a morning breeze
combing gently hairs of trees
awakening roses with soft kisses
bringing fresh air in mornings
along with endless happiness
My garden is orphan without you
Who will cherish it, if not you
Flowers are destitute of your touch
We've never been helpless such
WHAT IS POETRY?
Poetry is niether saying whatever crosses your mind
Nor juxtaposing some fancy words in a line
Poetry is distilling your soul into meaningful rhyme
If you want to find me one day
Let your heart be your compass
You'll see rose petals along the way
Follow them, you'll reach me thus
Yet; leave your fears, pride behind
Open closed curtains of your heart
Leave even shoes come to me bare feet
I'am waiting you where two seas meet
You ask me about
secrets of happiness
If you've smelled a rose
without picking it
or helped a needy
unrequited
If you've touched a heart
or patted an orphan child
If you've shared a bread
with a total stranger
Don't ask me sir
Don't kid me pls.
You know for sure
What happiness is
How many trains take off from my heart
to carry my immense longing for thee
Do you know how many birds flap in me
for my silent screams to be heard
I seek your taste in every sip
and in every breath of my sleep
I've reserved all my dreams for you
in a hope that I'd encounter you
Recall the day we held hands in woods
As sun was hiding behind clouds
We'd heard a song rising
It was the rain softly drizzling
Drops had turned into notes
falling on our lips like dots
leaving there ineffable treats
I don't know it lasted how long
But it was our first love song
I could've forgotten you already
If songs hadn't betrayed me
I could succeed to erase
Your charm, smile & face
forever from my memory
If sun ceased smiling at me
I could learn how to survive
without your ravishing scent
If wind had failed to haul it
almost everyday into my hive
She is a wild Orchid grown in a far terrain
A snowflake so unique so pure&innocent
Even wind can't dare to touch her silk skin
While combing her hair every morning
Butterflies ask her permission
to have a wander on
Flies stop buzzing,
ants cease working
If they see her
sleeping
Come to me tonight my love
Come to me all alone
leaving your tears behind
and your fears of any kind
There will be
Just you and me
and the old palm tree
and the other friends
Moon, Coast and Sea
only as witnesses
for our holding hands
and giving our oaths
You're the light of my eyes
the joy of my heart
the daughter of fairy sultan
the heir to the queen of ocean
You're the mine quarry of love
The inspiration source of lovers
just like Venus planet
You're the fire that
Magis worshipped
for thousand years
You're my "causa est vivet"
You were a beautiful swan
used to swim
in the reddened lagoon
by the last kisses
of farewelling sun
You were as expected as
a baby's first words
and as respected as
a dying man's bequests
All of a sudden one day
You flied far away
yet you had forgotten
you belong to the lagoon
See how everything waits in its line
to come /to go on the right time
Just like when miracles appear
at the peak point of despair
Just like the rain drops
wait to fall on earth
and the seeds in dirt
count their time
to emerge
to see Sun
Be patient
Your turn
for sure
will come
Don't hold me back my beloved ones
Let me soar over snowy mountains
Nature's calling me for a lush feast
Let me ride my horse like a beast
Flowers waiting me for blooming
Bees, birds hanging around drooling
Yet, my escape won't last too long
As long as a month, as short as a song
I am not with you tonight
My love, forgive me please
Yet don’t feel so sad
Go to your balcony
The full moon will be there
As an ambassador of me
With warm greetings
Hug-full yearnings
Sultry, wet kisses
From me
Go to your balcony
I'll be in the skies
watching you
Among the stars
I had written your name on mountains
The blind saw it, bats saw, you did not
I had become water flowing through fountains
Birds drank me, wolves drank, you did not
I had cried out your LOVE to the hard rocks
The deaf heard me, the rocks heard, you did not
I never forget when a white dove
flied and perched on my window
it was a rainy evening
She seemed to me wounded
either from heart or wing
A cosy nest was all her need
My pane was half open
She was hesitated to barge in
I was afraid to frighten
Then, she flew away
all of a sudden
Love is a desert flower
the old man said
it's a rebel a survivor
it grows in most adverse
unfriendly sites
&it has a pride
as all wild flowers
Love is an untamed horse
said the young man
with irrepressible inner force
it wants to run & run
chasing the instinct
without a reason
There's a noble depth in silence
Whereas comes noise
along with perky shallowness
Just like silent deep seas
and rackety shallow shores
Just like full & empty tins
Noise makes itself heard
Yet, only listening ears
and feeling hearts
are able to notice
the tiny sound of silence
It was a dark rainy night
HE was writing by a candle light
when wind flew opened the window
when SHE sneaked in like a shadow
HE saw only a dim silhouette
then felt HER bare feet
on HIS heart strings
Each step turned out to be a note
SHE composed best love songs
as SHE's walked
I found LOVE in an old chest
It was dusty, abandoned
I polished and revived it
I found LOVE fallen on dirt
with a broken wing a bird
With my cure she flied
I found LOVE, forgotten
In an old disc frozen
I put it on a gramaphone
It started to sing again
A poet:The Lover of LOVE
Words, the birds of my mental sky
with various colors,sizes
White, blue or black
Some fly alone like eagles
Some fly in flocks
Some pass silently through my sky
Some are screaming whole night
They often land on the branches
of my THOUGHT TREE
They feed
Only with
inspiration fruit
She's a beautiful butterfly
who is attracted to fire
As she sees a light from far
She finds an irresistible desire
to come near, to fly over
Captivated by glamour
she starts a mortal dance
As she's too indulged in ecstasy
She doesn't even realize
that her wings're burning already
Once upon time
Remember
When spring
was prevailing
on our lives
as everywhere
&melting the ice
on the the river
&between us
We were overflowing
just like spring floods
Remember old juniper tree
we used to visit daily
&lie on ground
imagining pink clouds
as heaps of cotton candy
As the fog aversely leaves
the bosom of mother earth
&dispersing towards the skies;
a heavy longing replaces it
descending on my heart
&besieging me from all sides
Hope is a lighthouse in distance
guiding me in pitch darkness
One day this yearning ends
as you show up among mists
You are not here my Song
But I’ve a feeling so strong
that you’ll shine
among clouds like a sun
or you’ll come to through sea
riding waves such a Nixie
that’s why
my eyes scanning sky
that’s the reason
for my obstinate
eyeing the horizon
where sky&sea meet
to quench their thirst
They were two strangers
lost in paradise
Their hands didn't know each other
Voices were not familiar
But when their eyes met
souls recognized one another
Eyes glowed with this recognition
Then they found their voices rising
like songs of two rivers flowing
I'm humming a song since morning
saying 'come in september' darling
Yes, come before trees shed leaves
Come while sun still has smiley face
& nature is in a sweet melancholy
with autumn's calming lullaby
Dress all colors of fall
Undress the distress of summer
Come in september
Come!
all of a sudden one night
come in form of a storm
or a thunder if you want
that shakes from bottom
any heart
Come at speed of light
such as lightning
lashing the ugly face
of pitch darkness
Or pour on me
like incessant downpour
Make me soaked with love
down to the core
If you really want to know
how i've missed you Mylove
Ask my sleepless nights
Hearken the tired songs
They're close witnesses
Beside my silent sobs
Hours cant quench my thirst
Days cant satiate my hunger
I'd waited you for years
&missed you to the core
Pls Love stay a little more
You must be the daughter of sun
for your smile is so warm
Who else, otherwise
could have such a shining face?
The softness in your looks
can melt even hard rocks
The unique hue of your eyes
can make all colors jealous
Pity me, my heart will cease
Lower your gazes please
#poetry
We shook hands with hate today
We left loving for tomorrow
We made agreement with longing
We left reunion for tomorrow
We paid advance to a lie today
We made 5 installments to truth
We entered war today
We delayed peace to tomorrow
We winked to hell today
We said bye to paradise
Dearest friends/readers
I'm so excited. My 2nd book is finally available to purchase now.
Amazon informed me that e-book &international sales will be available in a week.
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Heartfelt thanks for your all support and help
It's time to farewell, friends
I'm going to somewhere
that the stars are close enough to touch
that moon takes a walk in sky you'd catch
that trees are instruments, birds are singers
and wind is the old orchestra conductor
For me, going there
is to return back to factory settings
I could'nt help it
That day
A crystal drop hit me in heart
just like a lethal bullet
Regardless of the flutters
of my everlasting sighs
I could'nt help it
The fire was ignited by ashes
I could'nt help it
The garden I had burned
constantly has given roses
Being with you O! darling
in an autumn evening
is like the coolness
brought by the flutters
of herald doves
and like seeing
the hanging gardens
of your beautiful heart
on engraved stones
Being with you
in an autumn evening
expels all my worry
welcomes peace
and eternal serenity
HOPE
Hope is a compass
A pole star
which shows your path
even in utter darkness
Hope is planting saplings
&giving the first lifeblood
Hope is believing
the beautiful days ahead
& smiling against all odds
Hope is desire for life
hidden in your deep self
When streets get deserted in evening
The street lamp takes over the guard
It stands alone till the morning
it neither fears nor gets cold
It sleeps in days wakes up at night
As it wakes up streets light up
Who see it would think its so young
The street lamp is a luminous old man
Come in take my hand and hold
let me show you my inner world
I’ve wells filled with tears of years
caves brimmed with orphan fears
Sleepless nights sit on this corner
Restless days stand on the other
This door opens to a small yard
Where I grow hope there
Where I console my heart
Your love has grown in me
day by day, year by year
just like the long journey
of a seed becoming tree
But now I dreadfully fear
that spring could come earlier
& an uninvited cold breeze
would catch us unawares
and would turn our love
into a tree fruitless
All seasons had paraded
one by one before my eyes
I had carefully peered
you weren't among those
although you didn't have
less beauty than theirs
I asked about you
to migrating birds
We didn't see her lately
they answered quietly
You're my sole season
The rest is just a prison
Your neck's tilted like a swan
since the swan migrated with clan
Don’t be sad you're so precious
How can sky watch itself
İf you pull your beautiful face
Where can sun wash her hair
if you close yourself like this
O daughter of mountain
worry for nothing
He’ll come back
in spring
WHY POETRY?
Poetry bridges hearts
It's the queen of arts
It gives you wings to fly
to see all with a bird's eye
Poetry makes you more human
by making you thinking men&women
Sometimes it provides you with new glasses
to show you things from different angles
There're oceans having hearts
as there're hearts carrying oceans
Both're deep thats why we dont' see
when they feel pain or shed tears
We see their unrest, only
when their waves hit the shores
just like tears brimmed in eyes
They aspire to find&comprise
their little missing parts
As the ocean rests its restless head
on the tender embrace of coast
&the sounds of gushing waves
are muted by solace of tales
A story fills the night
A secret love story
in which Moon chases Earth
and relentlessly flirts with
making her various faces
along the way of his phases
When I was a small being
In a winter evening
I accompanied my uncle
to go to a watermill
I slept there like a dead
listening to the orchestrated
howling of hungry wolves
slurps of flames savoring woods
& my uncle's fairy tales
I haven't found the same taste
even in luxury hotels
When the heart of night
starts pulsing in the chest of desert
the caravan of thoughts
sets off for a tiring voyage
Memories follow one another in a line
such as camels in a caravan
or the pearls in your necklace
Then your eyes emerge in darkness
&turn my desert into an oasis
K.E
Move away
Give the way
Army of Sun is arriving
I hear the soldiers'
thunderous rumbles
which are shaking
heavens and grounds
&now i see the cavalries'
glowing foreheads
&the scintillant shoes
of their majestic horses
..
*you can read the full poem in book
I won't get loss anymore in darkness
For i have a lover with ardent eyes
I dont care anymore if fall arrives
For i have a rose blooming 4 seasons
My hands won't get cold afterwards
For i have One with warm hands
I aint afraid of getting old anymore
Since she would love me forever
How can i call you "my rose"
while i know how short is
the life of a rose
How can i bear to hear
you were hit by hail storms
while I'm jealous of raindrops
kissing your soft lips
How may i condone the thunderstorm
that startles your childish heart
while i coddle you like a mad
What planet you came from
I don't know from which star
But I'm pretty sure
you are not from here
The twinkles of far stars
flashing in your eyes
Your whispers carry
magic spell words of a fairy
your long slender fingers
touch the piano keys
as if they caress
pomegranate flowers..
Here comes the spring, the nature's princess
All beings prepare a feast to celebrate this
Trees wear their most beautiful dresses
Daisies, violets, tulips in a beauty contest
For orchestra birds, crickets filled their places
Snowdrops took the stage for the first waltz
...
🔊
FADO
I know women from far lands
with eyes full of worry
with longing hearts
They eye distant horizons of the sea
while waiting for the return of their men
They run to the harbor with a thousand hope
whenever they hear
the long & intermittent sirens
of a ship docking in port
...
You ask me my favorite flowers
Each flower reminds me of her
Each carries a unique feature
I find her pride in red amaryllis
her innocence in white daisies
her devotion in blue violets
her love­ness in red roses
I feel myself in a garden with her
where all flowers resemble her
Flowers talk to you
When you fall in love
Birds sing for you
When you fall in love
Your heart gets wings
Your mind stumbles, sinks
Her voice nonstop rings
When you fall in love
You see her in everything
You hear her in each song
All seasons are spring
When you fall in love
Ever since your furrowed brow sentenced me to a long exile
My life is rotting in the dungeons of youlessness
Even if the world's most famous lawyers unite their talented powers
They can't get me out of this dungeon
Nothing can revoke my conviction
Except a warm smile from you
Doesn’t anyone give you roses?
No one tells you beautiful words?
Don't be SAD at all, my sweetest
Which rose is more beautiful than you
What word can describe your beauty
You're already a best written poetry
Come on! Cheer up, look at the sky
SUN is greeting you with a WIDE smile
If you look through the eyes of your head, you see the close horizon, if you look with the eyes of your mind, you see the distant horizon, if you look with the eyes of your heart you will see beyond the horizons
By Khan EAGLE
They renewed their oaths
in a green field of crops
holding hands & breath
as he leaves to indefinite
in a green soldier suit
He promised to come
When crops ripen
Now she's waiting him
in a ripen golden field
to reap what they sow
to harvest crop of love
When i look into your dark eyes
I see the glimmers of far stars
You don't smile merely, you shine
As if you swallowed a whole sun
Your hair is a pouring waterfall
Just watching it soothes my soul
Alas! Now you are far, far away
I'm looking forward to you everyday
..and Night comes
with many faces
such as phosphorescence
on a sea surface
It's a compassionate mother sometimes
I suck wisdom of her bosoms
It's a hammer at times
which strikes ore of thoughts
on the anvil of my nous
Night is everything piles up in me
anything grows in anonymity
Sometimes you think you'd lived this moment
You'd heard these words before
Was it a dream or reality?
Or was it just a déjà vu?
Some call it illusion
some say it's leftover memories
of soul's nocturnal journey
Whatever
As we return to our homeland
life on earth will be a déjà vu
A wise man asked
Can you draw the picture of happiness?
& I add
Can you take the picture of fresh air
which you can inhale on mountains
or the taste of pure spring water
Have you ever smelled
the frangrances of wild flowers
on your computer
No, you havent
Nature's there
Go for it
I don't know who the hell pokes
the angry lion behind clouds
Earth trembles, shakes
by his thunderous roars
His army is sending on us
millions of small arrows
&he's whipping the skies
with his ablaze tongues
I suddenly woke up
I was just dreaming
Oh! thank you God
it was raining
Close your eyes
Spread your wings
Lets fly together
to the far places
Let's soar
over the mountains
chasing our
Eagle instincts
racing with wind
inhaling freedom
to the core
hunting joy in skies
Conquering dreamland
where we've founded
our immortal kingdom
If the fragrance of a rose had reached
to the hearts that smell like hell
Wouldn't those hearts smell
such a rose garden or heaven
Wouldn't be enough even a drop if it fell?
To extinguish the hell in hearts
A drop of dew falling on rose petal
as morning gives kisses to the rose
FACES & STREETS
Streets too, have faces
Just like faces have streets
Thousands of faces pass through streets each day
Each face leaves a trace on the streets
The spirit of streets reflects on passing faces
Have you ever seen someone grimace
as walking the street of sweet shops?
The silence of the Poet
was not for nothing
It was almost night
owls were awaiting
Time was up for the Nightingale
They would tell another tale
Roses pulled their curtains
Birds scurried to their nests
It was time for the darkness
in which
only the hoots of an owl
could prevail
I've heard of women whispering to horses
I have seen women by the sea
who speak to the raging waves
Because they understand best
from the language of rising/descending seas
and from the tongue of faithful horses
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There is no definition of the storm in your looks
Neither i can find it in dictionaries nor in books
The storm that submerges my priceless ships
which are brimmed with my hopes and wishes
Please close your eyes stop this raging storm
I have done nothing to deserve this scorn
...
SHE: Did you know, my love
There's neither smell in dreams
Nor shadows
That's what they say
The roses are odorless
Trees are without shades
In the realm of dreams
HE: Maybe this is true
But not for me sweetie
Bcz i often find you in my dreams
by chasing the scent of your shadow
Dew adorns your hair as a lace
Your eyes are blooming lilies
Its time for snowdrops whereas
I see your glances sprouting
in a field of violets
They melt the frost on dirt
and flow in my heart gurgling
This is a transcendental blueness
which encircles us
regardless of time & space
Can a person talk to a flower?
Who knows the language of flowers
What a stupid idea
A fool questioned
Understanding the tongues of flowers
requires a pure heart
Look in the mirror of your heart
Its dirty all over
Neither the hidden is visible to you
Nor the visible speaks to you
She was her, the Stranger
Brought me the smell of wild flowers
She was her, the sweet Intruder
whispering me the loveliest words
Her words were hot breezes of far seas
Her speech was song of palm trees
Her hair reminded me the monsoon rain
It was so long so intense and relaxing
My heart was a shining star in darkness
Since you left me alone in vast space
It lost all its joy turned, into a pulsar
Just like what happens to a dying star
Yet, it's still pulsating and radiating love
Follow the rays at night, watch the sky
Come and find me where the stars die
I should have known that
you have returned at last
from the joyous songs of birds
from the smiling faces of roses
from the light dazzling my eyes
from the serenity filling my house
Come & let me live in your existence
A life without you is so meaningless!
-You're the one i found on earth
while i was looking for in heavens
-You're the one illimunated my world
as i was searching in candle light
-When i saw you i got taken aback
as if i knew you from centuries back
-I loved you even before i saw
you’re the answer of my prayers,i know
One day,
I was walking down the streets
I heard people talking on angels
I remembered you and smiled
Later, I saw a beautiful child
Feeding a kitten, so sweet
I remembered you and smiled.
Then, I met a shy violet flower
Cringed and hidden in a corner
I remembered you and smiled
I could call you angel
if you had wings
I could name you
a human being
if you had sins
You are an untouched rose
hidden in a secret garden
Don't ask me touch please
to your pristine skin
with my rough hands
even though staying
away like this
deadly stings
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Her:
You're like a sea of mystery
I'm a tiny creek striving to reach thee
While I'm approaching you day by day
As if you're constantly moving away
Him:
You're like a shadow of afternoon
I can't catch up, though I chase you
The hide and seek will end soon
I'll find and seize you
So what
if the dusk owes its ruddiness
to your scarlet lips
So what
if the sea is indepted its blue
to your azure eyes
Why are you frowning at me
so madly
&drawing black clouds
like a curtain between us
You're created to shine
O beautiful daughter of sun
MAIDEN TOWER
Who knows how many lovers sat on you
and watched the Maiden Tower in woe
How many of them gave oaths on oath
and has promised for never separate
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If rain had hands
I could hold them firmly
and bring it to you at first
to quench your thirst
If wind had reins
I could grab them tightly
& ride it like Pegasus
to come/soothe your woes
If time wheel had a handle
I could spin it backward fast
to the date you were happiest
K.Eagle
As my longing like ague fit
seizes&shakes my poor heart
I wander a word in fever
A name, I could repeat forever
Now I'm asking flowers
if they heard of you princess
from the wind, birds or bees
&bribing seagulls with crispies
in return for a crumb of news
My beloved friends and poetry lovers,
I will come back soon, i have almost completed my book. But i still need couple of weeks. Since i know you expect me to share new poems, i wanted to make a surprise. Lets stop violence/wars and surrender to peace. The poem is written for this
If you are sick of boredom
& if you want to know
what is real freedom
mountains are calling you
where you can: touch clouds
watch the stars from close
listen to the bird's songs
from a shepherd's voice
see the whole world
under your feet
& savor the victory
the prize of your feat
A WORD IN A BIRD
I whispered you a magic Word
The Word turned into a bird
The Bird had flied and flied
Then landed on your hand
Open the message by kissing the Bird
The Bird will turn back into the Word
It will be the Word only between us
The Word which will forever last
I loved a beauty once
She had cherry earrings
appricot necklaces
pomegranate bracelets
a crown of daisies
Her face was sunny
Her eyes were shiny
I felt like an ice cream
melting under sun
As if i was in a dream
I was stuck, can't run
Who are you, i asked her
She smiled:I'm summer
I hear you say: He forgot me
Yet, my last poem was for you too
Didn't the silly wind bring it to you?
He's after a surprise i bet
He'll whisper it to birds at first
It will be composed by birds
Then he'll blow the song to your ears
Listen carefully, hear
It will be sung
Forever
HURRICANE
She carved his name on her heart
and engraved his image to her brain
She felt him in every heart beat
and recalled him always with pain
Her love was so deep, so insane
But her waiting was just in vain
It wasn't anything in human feat
enchaining an untamed hurricane
Since you have gone without saying a word
Trees have been shedding their leaves
in place of tears
The flowers, you planted by your own hands,
keep mourning after you, not smiling anymore
Even sparrows are resentful, not singing
We all are living in Autumn in the mid of Spring
HIM/HER I
"Your soul
(She said)
has the same fabric with Romeo of Juliet
But alas!
The fabric was sewn by inept tailors"
(She added)
"No need to mention
(He answered)
Your soul is a big stormy ocean
But it seems so far that
You've met only novice sailors"
They have clinged to the slopes of silence
afraid of falling into the attraction of fire
just like the butterflies around the lights
and scared of getting stuck in a mire
Yet, hearts were beating for each other
They could avoid growing yearnings
If it was possible to reign dreams
No need to go far into Universe
/to have advance technologies
to understand black holes
Just by looking into your eyes
one falls in a deadly zone
where gravity catches him on horizon
& throws to a parallel universe
..
Your eyes are windows to Universe
You're a universe to my eyes
Poetry is neither saying whatever crosses your mind, nor juxtaposing some fancy words in a line. Poetry is distilling your soul into a meaningful rhyme
Khan EAGLE
“There is more treasure in books than in all the pirate’s loot on Treasure Island"
All Books:
I saw how willow trees
dip their braided hairs
to the current of a creek
in search of freshness
I heard a cheerful song
some villager girls sang
who were sanding their pots
without residues of factories
on their hennaed hands
The song was in harmony
with creek's spring symphony