While Watching Your Eyes by Nazim Hikmet (original title: Gozlerine Bakarken)

While watching your eyes
the smell of sunny soil hits my head;
in a wheat field, among the crops,
I am getting lost.
Your eyes;
the endless abysses with green sparkles,
they are like the eternal fragments
which are changing on and on

the eyes reveal
the pieces of their secret, day by day.
and never cave in to it, they.

Who is he? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/N%C3%A2z%C4%B1m_Hikmet

Nazim, 1902–1963 “romantic revolutionary”

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Long ago by Orhan Yalcin Gultekin (original title: Eskidendi)

Long Ago

Yet each of them died who would fight…
They were buried in the sun…
long ago, very long time ago…
Now, they die
without of turn that is for the fight…
Before that age for the first steps…
Where are these buried?

From 2014 through the end of 2019, 5,427 children were killed, UNICEF said in its Syria 9 March 2020 report. Source:https://www.dw.com/en/5-million-syrian-children-in-need-due-to-war/a-52751655#:~:text=From%202014%20through%20the%20end,Syria%209%20March%202020%20report.

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Berkem Vural

Berkem Vural

I have spoken, and saved my soul. Engineer, literate, chatterer, life long learner. Frankly, sometimes I listen, always I talk and honestly, this is my fault.