Wrong Colored Hope Poem by Aliye Asli Arcan

Dear heavenly creatures;
Do not to admire your creations.
You built and unbuilt...
You created and you will destroy.
.
To create is meaningless.
Not to create is emptiness.
I can not compete against meanings.
I shall not fulfill any of these.

I reveal my soul as;
I'm an empty meaninglessness.
Hate to burden my secret
In its blackness.

Black as a deep hole.
But to hope:
It's even a bigger hole.
A hole; that is, decorated on
A flashing sign of possible,
A wrong colored hope.
Reflects its light on everything,
Everything is possible.

As our roasted minds,
Overflow with swollen decorations,
Expectation swell from the corners.
Corners; of the deep black hole.
A hole of wrong colored hope,
Hope; that's eating you inside,
Inside out.


(08.02.2008- Istanbul, Turkey.)