Biography of Hilal Yilmaz
I started writing poems when i was twelve.
Of course, they weren't that good, i mean no one can expect that a twelve years old girl can write really good poems.
When i was telve, my parents decided to divorce, that was enough reason to look for a way to impress myself.
I started drwaing, i still do.
I tried myself in writing songs and playing guitar and piano, i still do.
I love to do all these things, but when you feel empty, because you miss a person in your life, it doesn't help that much.
And then i read a poem.
Actually it was Dylan Thomas' Do not go gentle into that good night.
It was my inspiration to write poems. It still is.
Everytime i read this poem, i got a new idea, not just for poems, for anything!
Hilal Yilmaz Poems
What is Family? For me, Family is when you have someone you can talk with, someone who understands you, someone who gives you a warm feeling,
The sky is drunk by blood Blood, from the people who tried to save us. People who are heroes. They wanted that our live become better.
My Sweet Bottle Of Gin
Someday i looked up into the bright blue sky. I couldn't imagine that he could lie. So i shout to him, why, oh, why do i love him? No answer, i put the bottle to my mouth.
War. I thought about this word: war. It's simple, isn't it?
Sometimes life is insane. It keeps you running for it. But there are good days, where it leaves you to rest.
Head Up High
Keep the hope i know, there is a lot to deal with, but you'll see it ends up good.
A Lesson About Life
It starts with your birth From that day on you raise You get older with each day You learn with each day
Look, it always end up dead And that's a point that drives me mad I'm endless sad Without my friends
Love is...like a legend: You don't know, if it's true or not. Love is...like the time: It comes and goes.
Hello earth, my mother, my old friend. Do you become the greetings i send? It's 2012, some think you will end. But i can't.
My Way To Mourn
Sitting in the corner, Thinking about the good time we had. I should be stronger, for you and your memory.
A Red House...
A red house in the near of a sea, that's where i want to be. Lying under a tree, where i can see,
A Red House...
A red house in the near of a sea,
that's where i want to be.
Lying under a tree,
where i can see,
that you are free.
I just want to be,
with you for the eternity.