Grave Poem by Leila CANKAYA

How long, l hadn't seen a grave
Many tombs, l looked such...
Side to side many bones
Like say, everything is lie.

That silence witched me.
Birth, death dates, some had died yet, some,
Long time ego.
My existence seemed meaningless to my eye.

I said, is it single true?
Death, will come one day.

I hadn't felt this much close to death, and to life too.
There was no struggling
neither fight, nor tongue.
Neither pleasure, nor making love.
All silent, like those stones now.
What's happened them, all of them;
Was it empty?

As if, one voice in the darkness
'What was you waiting that, that's all'
I couldn't stay much more,
In that silent, secluded way.

A few cars only, were passing rarely
In the darkness, death, what's that...
I got away.

I walked on walked.
In my mind, that silence, darkness, names,
Behind of me, as if grave stones were screaming
' What was you waiting? thats all,
Game over.
When l arrived the corner, shaking, leaned to wall.
Unbelievable!

That silence got my mind, l walked on walked.
After a few unknown streets,
For to hear the voice of the main Street
I listened.
My God! All streets are same.
Where is the main Street?
If l hear the voice of the main Street
I was going toward it.
But no, all streets were opening to new one.
Also, there is no, something to ask someone.

Most lux duplex villas, dark blue, lighted pools.
Contrast with death.
Oh, finally child voice.
I thought can l swim secretly?
Then, l didn't get the risk
I was a stranger, here.

Still l was hearing the voice of the main Street.
That street, this street
While trying to say, l lost the way,

Finally appeared on the dark way a minibus
With a shiny light.
Oh, living someone and l will go home.
In the minibus l said, good-bye dear grave
Good bye,
Deads, many things told me this night.