Not even a thing do I have
______To make me remind of you
Not even a simple stuff have I had
______To make me think of you
All of a sudden, you came out,
______But you haven’t been indeed
All of a sudden, the things commenced,
______But we haven’t had anything indeed
My reason inquiries me sincerely and secretly
______If I’m getting away of it anyway
My reasons inquires, yet my heart can’t response,
______It’s clear it doesn’t mind the senses
My senses want me to stand behind and hold itself,
______But my heart is willing to challenge
My senses want me to accept there’s a clear line between them,
______No one would like to care each other
There’s no one around me now
______To give me a hand to figure the things out
There’s no one, but who cares the right or wrong,
______As it is somewhat palpable
I’m standing just at the point,
______Where I want to be happy
I’m standing just at the point,
______Where my ration inquiries me as well
The only thing I know is that
______I want to be dragged where my happiness lies
The only thing I cry myself is that
______I want to be kept in the laps of bliss.
Eduard Alan Cemré Bulut
Thursday, 17 July 2008
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fabulous rhymes, boy
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