The Failure Of Etymology, Dedicated To Poetiwife Poem by Okan Emanet
The Failure Of Etymology, Dedicated To Poetiwife
There is no talented characterization for the grace on your eyes,
Nor is there equivalence in the kingdom of miraculous paradise
Every field of etymology becomes disabled in front of your glance;
What you have left as a trace over me is written in my own sense
The wind over my head is performing a hilarious and blissful dance
Nights are in pursuit of your shining star,
Whereas your absence is growing as a big scar
Heal my soul with your ever-sparkling presence;
Otherwise, my veins are drowned into the sea-lance
Even though the bard of all the poets struggle to create a phrase,
There only arise several anonymities and the thunderous maze
The origin of every word carries something from your very existence;
Besides, the lurking bodies' movement speaks of your nameless stance
Lo! The founder of the universe
Draw me a picture smelling of a wonderful verse
Your scent has turned into a palace of heaven screaming of hers
if Egypt was still a part of the ottoman empire that would be great! because we would have great poets to feel proud of! the poem is very 'poetic'! you know what i mean? your use of an aesthetic language and your fine choice of expressions from your big diction had its effect on the poem and made it worth to be put beside shakespear and keats.this poem is from my favorites. thanks for sharing
An insightful write, yet also makes one meditate on the words. True love has a language all of its own! ; D
the studying of words can not be found, when it involves a love profound. what you feel in your heart will show in your face, as a picture which can not be replaced. GR888888T WRITE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/7/2024 3:09:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The wind over my head is performing a hilarious and blissful dance wonderful personification of the wind, mixed with some inspiring images