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Nazim Hikmet

You

You are my enslavement and my freedom
You are my flesh burning like a raw summer night
You are my country
You are the green silks in hazel eyes
You are big, beautiful and triumphant
And you are my sorrow that isn't felt
the more I feel it.

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How Are you Going to Explain That...

While you took all this time,
To undermind me...
To have me found as subservient?
The system you valued has crumbled!
How are you going to explain 'that'
As my creation?
When you've spent every moment,
Of your existing duration...
Defending your right to fail!
And I have never been accused,
Of being incompetent!

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There Are Numerous Things That I Find

There are numerous things that I find,
on the atlas of your lovely body,
sometimes eddies with wandering deer,
deep valleys where tranquil waters flow

places of shelter where my ship can anchor
and also a storm tossed raging ocean
with in its blue goes to the depth of your soul

and dreams, silences and hopes and joys
I find with you and a kind of intimate trembling,
that yearns for a much deeper kind of contact
as if in our togetherness in pleasure we are dying

in tender touch, in bliss and in sweet tranquillity
we celebrate the life that pulses as we come together,
you open to me like morning glories waiting
upon the rays of the sun, with blessing of sudden heat.

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You Are Not On That Road

There is no where to rebuild
Those shadows of weaknesses,
Behind doors closed.

No cracked and opened windows,
To overhear gossiped...
Or rehashed innuendos!

We live in these moments.
Now!
There is a clearing of hidden remorse,
And guilt.
Declare nothing meant to burden your load.
Give that back to the ones...
Who lived with masks,
And tasks that were shallow.
Those waters are no longer yours to tread!
Nor does a tear needs from you to be shed.

When you realize it is time to be distanced,
From someone...anyone!
Who in the past offered you resistance.
Ask these two questions...
And insist upon a response!

'How far is the lightening bolt from the ground,
Before it strikes? '
And...
'How far does a raindropp fall from a cloud? '

If they do not know...
You tell them,
You wish to have that space and more,
Between you and their nonsense.
There are Sun rays appearing on your path!

You are not on that road,
To be reminded of bad weather!
You tell them,
To remove themselves from your light!

And let them prove to you they can do it.
On your journey,
You are not seeking the company...
Of hitchhikers!
And let that be known.

There is no where to rebuild
Those shadows of weaknesses,
Behind doors closed.
And no where...
Are you to seek,
Substitutes to please!

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My Tasks Are Deeper Than That

It is not from a core,
Heated with an ego...
I wish adored.

My tasks are deeper than that.
My approach to life,
Keeps my ancestors intact.

It is not for adulation,
I crave to taste.
Or applause to acknowledge,
I have talents gifted...
From an unseen higher place.

My tasks are deeper than that.
My approach to life,
Keeps my ancestors intact.

It's a fact I respect my ancestors tracks.
I feel their spirits around and in me.
As if from one tree...
I am a limb with them attached.

I am here to succeed.
Not to accept defeat.
Or feed frustrations,
That stagnate my reach.

My tasks are deeper than that.
My approach to life,
Keeps my ancestors intact.

Impatient with waste.
And with those who procrastinate.
No excuses do I make...
With those who fake life.
And seek ways to escape.

I am here to succeed.
Not to accept defeat.
Or feed frustrations,
That stagnate my reach.

And no emotional limitations,
Will interfere with my deeds...
In a preventive escalation.
That within me,
Gets no empathy.

I'm not here to sob and weep,
To have insecurities of others...
Stop this stride in a movement I keep.

I am here to succeed.
Not to accept defeat.
Or feed frustrations,
That stagnate my reach.

And it is not from a core,
Heated with an ego...
I wish adored.

My tasks are deeper than that.
My approach to life,
Keeps my ancestors intact.

It is a fact I respect my ancestors tracks.
I feel their spirits around and in me.
As if from one tree...
I am a limb with them attached.
And these deeds from me I promise to deliver!

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While The Ghosts Are Putting Make-up On Their Deathmasks In The Green Room

While the ghosts are putting make-up on their death masks in the green room
and looking for their false eyelashes like centipedes on the floor,
I'm out on stage apologizing for a power outage of the stars
that shouldn't be blamed on the windmills everybody's tilting at.

And even Mother Theresa is lining up with the mermaids
on the deck of the latest shipwreck to see if she can get a bunk for the night
without any bugs or bedsores. Crackhead, hillbilly, hippie rednecks
are pouring booze over the amps of the band, and the arsonist in the corner
who hasn't said a thing all night a lip reader could understand
is trying to short out his nerves to start a fire in the walls.
The underground circus is back in town like Cirque du Soleil in eclipse,
and as far as I can see, there are a lot of fire hydrants around
but no sacred clowns, and the audience is perched on a public trapeze
under a tent of starmaps that have never seen the Pleiades.

If you just got here, Edgar Allen Poe's already had it out with the raven,
but nobody cares much, since it should have happened a long time ago,
and besides, Nevermore's not much of a door to get out of
in case of a fire. Go ask the thief who left the moon in the window
and my reflection in the mirror when everything else disappeared.
He'll tell you about the cat burglar who fell off the seventh floor
and lived to go on tour with the tale when she got crazy enough
to be wise, and put on a golden parachute that was the same size as her skin.

Have you seen Rasputin? I'm looking for my bleeding heart,
and the last time I heard of him he was in a bag in a river
with a snake that was using a rooster as a fire to keep warm
while the toxins and the bullets took effect, though all the haemophiliacs
and worried assassins said when they pulled him out, he still wasn't dead.
Hey, you've got to give a man credit for not dying
when he was too innocent to float like a waterlily or an ice-berg
in a trial by ordeal that's more Germanic than Slavic
though he should have been more subtle in his approach
to a courtful of jesters and gleemen who hate
the sound of anyone's laughter in their midst but the king's and their own.

And even the high priest of the Wizard of Oz
with his police megaphone and his taser baton agrees
you can't learn the protocols of mythic inflation
unless you're on your knees. Though I suspect
there's a lot less behind that than at first glance appears
as Cygnus swan-dives sidereally into a pool the size of a tear
without a safety net of shattered mirrors in the land of lakes
to break its Icarian descent into the shallow end of the fools
who are watching with their third eyes closed,
and lens caps on their telescopes like the blindfolds of a firing squad
that don't look much like the hoods of hunting falcons
with a bola of bells around their legs,
and the crescents of the moon for a trinity of talons.

But by the end of the act, the ghost of Lady Nightshade comes forth
like a spiritual toxologist with a spiritual arrowhead in her hands
to make a Clovis point of flint-knapped obsidian as clearly as she can
by plunging it through everyone's heart like Jonestown
that's just run out of black cool aid to bring
everything down to ground zero again as the roof blows off
in an unexpected cyclone, and we're all left lying here
caught dead in our tracks like telescopes
and the standing targets of easels in the doe-glare
of the oncoming headlights of vehicles into roadkill
as if there were no more ripples or wavelengths in the rain
or tree rings anywhere in the petrified heartwood of the pain.

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One Fact That Isn't Often Practiced

There is one fact that isn't often practiced.

People who disagree,
With others who always seem to be right...
Do not have to keep banging their heads,
Up against a wall day and night.
Because their opinions have been proven,
To be ones that are dismissed.

They could easily walk away,
To consider and comprehend...
With a listening that begins.
But...
There are those who rather inflict,
Their own pain.

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The Singers Of The Green Are Lost

Mornings song has softly came
And washed way the twilights reign
The Queen of Dawn arises to walk the land again.

The singers of the green are lost
As Autumn wind turns winter frost
I await the girl I love the most
Yet no chance is there to dance these days
No rhythm in the songs she plays.

I was born into a pool of tears
I was born the rainbow of an oil slick
Drowning slowly suffocating
I was born to swim within a world
Unknown to solar kiss.

There's chaos outside my window,
The dogs of my street are fighting,
Small animals playing at territorial warfare

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Can You Show Me Where That Is?

If intelligence is not respected,
And fools on the rise are praised.
Why is anyone bewildered,
By the display of lazy people...
And a mediocrity,
That is more acceptable today?

With a discipline dismissed,
And a preference of it...
Clearly shown to the exit,
To be ushered away.

And education is a joke,
When remedial courses are taught...
To 'college' folks!
With the rudiments of a language spoken,
Invokes a discouragement provoked!

'Excuse me.
Can you help me read this? '

Sure.
That is your name tag.
With 'your' name on it.

'Thank you.
I've signed up for advance physics.
Can you show me where that is?
I am so excited to be going to college.'

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Would You Sssshut Up With That!

'Your days,
As known...
Are gone.
Cut loose emotionally from them.'

Be in the 'now'!
Not denial.
In the now!
Not denial.
In the now!
Not denial.
In the...

'Would you sssshut up with that! '

Oh!
So it's okay for 'you' to be negative?

'Yesterday,
When I said...
Your days,
As known...
Are gone.
Cut loose emotionally from them.
I didn't think you would jump off a bridge.
Especially a foot bridge.
One only a foot from the water.
And the water is not there...
Because we're experiencing a drought! '

I don't care what you say!
But there is definitely hints of negativity in your tone!
I've learned to recognize those thoughts now.
Now that God has spared my life.
And I have visions of doing greater things.

And...
I owe this to you,
Indirectly!

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Do You Want Fries With That

I thought that was your voice
I thought that was my car
No we ain't never met before
But I know who you are
You're livin' in my house
And I'm livin' in a tent
Hey don't laugh the second
job of mine
Is paying both our rents
You're out here buying
happy meals
And I'm eatin' rice and pintos
If you so much as crack a
Smile at me man
I'll come through this
Here window
(Chorus)
Man you took my wife
Man you took my kids
And you took that life I
Used to live
My pride, the pool, the boat,
My tools
My dreams, the dog, the cat
Yeah I think that's everything
Oh yeah, I almost forgot
Do you want fries with that
Yeah your ketchup's in the bag
And her check is in tha mail
Now I hope your chicken's
Raw inside
And I hope the bun is stale
Now I'm suppose to tell you
Please come back
But how bout instead
I hope you both choke
On a pickle
Man that would tickle
Me to death
I don't know what your
Waitin' on
You're holdin' up the line
No you ain't got no
Change comin' back
Are you out of your mind
(Repeat Chorus)
(Repeat Chorus)

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Got You To Thank For That

(Byron HillDan Orton)
I'm startin' to notice things in my life.
Seein' it all in a different light.
An' I've opened my eyes.
I'm learnin' to gaze up at the stars:
See 'em for more than what they are.
And I think I know why.
The change in me is plain to see.
And I know that I've got you to thank for:
Makin' this world of mine slow down.
Puttin' my feet back on the ground.
Showin' me what life's all about.
I got you to thank for that.
'Bout takin' the time to talk.
Slowin' my run down to a walk.
And I'm happy where I'm at.
I got you to thank for that.
I get a little more sleep at might these days,
Left behind my restless ways,
And it's easy 'cause you're with me.
I'm takin' in stride what I can't change,
Findin' some good in everything.
And it calms me, it soothes me,
To know that I can be this way.
Without a doubt, I got you to thank for..........
Makin' this world of mine slow down.
Puttin' my feet back on the ground.
Showin' me what life's all about.
I got you to thank for that.
'Bout takin' the time to talk.
Slowin' my run down to a walk.
And I'm happy where I'm at.
I got you to thank for that.
I feel this change in me and it's plain to see,
Baby, I know I've got you to thank for......
Makin' this world of mine slow down.
Puttin' my feet back on the ground.
Showin' me what life's all about.
I got you to thank for that.
'Bout takin' the time to talk.
Slowin' my run down to a walk.
And I'm happy where I'm at.
I got you to thank for that.
Makin' this w

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The Older I Become/ The More I Feel And Need And Love- Kindness

THE OLDER I BECOME/ THE MORE I FEEL AND NEED AND LOVE KINDNESS

The older I become
The more I feel and need and love Kindness-
When people are good to each other
Blessedness enters the world-
To help another even in a small way
Is the greatest good-
It will be a better world
When kinder and kinder people
Help each other more and more.

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Do you see my face that smiles for we...

Come more close my dear
do you hear my voice
that cries like a broken tree?
Do you see my face that smiles for we...
I want to built an Eiffel poem
in your heart
you don't have to wait,
nor to call a draft
...... to glaze your eyes or
to fly over the sky
everything you need
i will pass throw the empty greed
don't be shy, shy...
You make me hero?
I need not.
It is just an Eiffel poem
believe me my dear
I am rich in my heart
You do not need to thank me
‘cause we both are
The children of the god....
Vasil Marku 2012

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I loved you in so many ways

From the first moment
that I saw you
there was love for you

and from the beginning
you effervesce
was in my thoughts
and in every word and sentence.

I loved you
in so many ways
and sometimes
even when it did really hurt
and no reason remained
for love.

I saw you sleeping
next to me
and marvelled about
your dreams

and you were so pretty
while you laid there peacefully
that I just fell more
in love with you

and while you are away
sometimes I wonder
how it feels
for someone else to love you
and I tear my thoughts away
and see happy people
around me

and the answers that I get
at times
rips right through me
and still I stay
endlessly in love with you.

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A Remarkable World

A remarkable world of new friends
A remarkable world of sorrow
A remarkable world of yesterday
A remarkable world of tomorrow
What a nuisance
And yet what a place
These days are dreadful
Because they provide a race
A race of time, a race of one desire
Everyone has a need
Even if they are leaving
They've made a choice to succeed
Still the race continues on
We never want it to end
It seems like no one is going to win this
Until the very last bend
Through the years we've been higher and higher
Towering above what the world knows
Still we keep on moving
Until someone slows
But everyone is thinking,
That isn't going to be me
Someone else will do it
But no one ever takes the lead
So this race continues
Because we all refuse
To quit the race
Where no one wins
Until the very last bend
Which is out of sight

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You Can't Do That

I got something to say that might cause you pain,
If i catch you talking to that boy again,
I'm gonna let you down,
And leave you flat,
Because i told you before, oh,
You can't do that.
Well, it's the second time, i've caught you talking to him,
Do i have to tell you one more time, i think it's a sin,
I think i'll let you down.
Let you down and leave you flat,
Gonna let you down and leave you flat,
Because i've told you before, oh,
You can't do that.
Ev'rybody's green,
'cause i'm the one, who won your love,
But if it's seen,
You're talking that way they'd laugh in my face.
So please listen to me, if you wanna stay mine,
I can't help my feelings, i'll go out of my mind.
I know i'll let you down,
And leave you flat,
Gonna let you down and leave you flat,
Because i've told you before, oh,
You can't do that.

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Young At Heart And Foolish Free

Some people when they get older
just grow old and feel older,
but there are others who remain
young at heart and foolish free.

They feel they could run for miles,
and then their lumbago stirs
and leaves them reaching
for their old walking cane once more.

Other feel they are sixteen again,
forgetting age slows us up
and our feet cannot move as fast
and they keep tripping us up.

Oh, young at heart and foolish free
is what everyone wants to be.
Running the ten minute mile
without stopping every once in a while.

Feeling party smart and wrinkle free
until they look in the mirror.
Then gasping with horror
and saying is that really me?

Young at heart and foolish free,
no one cares if you are three or a hundred and three.
You’re as young as you feel
and foolish as you want to be.

So put up that walking cane,
forget who you are, come
join me on the swings
and be young at heart and foolish free.

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You're a Great Friend

When I have a bad day, I can go to you and
You make me feel better
You also put a smile on my face
I don't know what I will do without you here by my side
Thanks for being there
You're a great friend

When someone broke my heart, I can count on you to be there
You make me realized that there is something more important than him
I don't need him to make me happy
You're a great friend

When I have a problem, I know there is one person I can go to and is you
You help me get through it and not to hold back
You help me with so much
Thank you so much
You're a great friend

When I have a bad day, I can go to you and
You make me feel better
You put a smile on my face
I don't know what I will do without you here by my side
Thanks for being there
You're a great friend

When I need to talk to you about something, you are always there
You're a true friend
Everyone will want to be your friend because you're amazing person ever
I'm so happy to have you here with me
You're a great friend

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I Had To Let You Know

It's been sometime since I last paid you a visit,
if you remember I got absolutely wet through.
It never stopped raining all the time I was here,
and it was not a good time to talk with you.

Today spring is here and the sun is out,
and my visit is long overdue.
You are the only one I can confide in
and besides this matter does concern you.

I feel very uncomfortable talking about this,
these matters concerning the heart,
I've never been one to discuss my feelings,
and I don't really know where to start.

I'm sorry, but I've got feelings for another,
and I feel guilty that I have them.
I didn't expect a simple hello to turn to love,
and I swore I'd never allow this to happen.

I know you think I'm being ridiculously stupid,
and knowing how you think you would probably say
that I should think more about companionship and love,
than talking to a wife long since past away.

I can't ignore the fact that we were so much in love,
and I still love, and miss you with all my heart.
I had to tell you that my love for you hasn't ceased,
and in my memories you still play the greatest part.

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A Beat Of Sorrow That Thinks Of Beauty/Otkucaj Tuge Sto Ljepotu Mni

it takes a memory that runs over itself
to get to learn and endless southern rhythm
it takes a fire that burns itself down
to get to know an ocean wave
it takes tender enough strong enough fingers
to summerize anything into a touch
so that the heard amidst the things could recognise
a beat of sorrow that thinks of beauty

it takes much more and reaches much stronger
to ask for more to search and look
so as to eventually know
the one in the seed of wake planted
the being cut off from itself
into the cliffs of the world pushed forever
it takes a huge knowledge an endless one
of this world's drama
for just one beat of sorrow that thinks of beauty

otkucaj tuge što ljepotu mni
potrebno je sjećanje koje samo sebe gazi
da bi se spoznao beskrajni ritam juga
potrebna je vatra koja samu sebe spaljuje
da bi se spoznao okeanov talas
potrebni su dovoljno nježni i snažni prsti
da bi se išta saželo u dodir
da bi srce u srži svega moglo da prepozna
otkucaj tuge što ljepotu mni

potrebno je mnogo više mnogo snažnije
da se ište dalje da se traži
da bi se najzad saznalo
ono u sjemenu buđenja začeto
od sebe samog otkinuto biće
u urvine svijeta zauvijek bačeno
potrebno je jedno veliko beskrajno veliko
poznavanje drame ovog svijeta
za samo jedan otkucaj tuge što ljepotu mni

1990.

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