RESISTANCE
Temmuz 19, 2007 -Kategori: POEMS 3
RESISTANCE
My ego fell into my soul's womb,
It gives pain to my soul.
My ego which had been born
For many times
From my soul's womb
Doesn't want to be born for
Such this world again.
This time
Not only my soul is aching
But my ego
-that will be born-
Is aching.
My ego
Doesn't want a world
In which
It will exist in
With obstinacy and
Struggle.
I demand peace now.
I want to lie down my feet,
And I want
To bat my eyes and
Have a rest.
I turned the worlds
Which I was born for
Into good and beautiful.
I want to be in my good and
Beautiful, this time.
...
By my ego
I've held to my soul's womb.
I'm resisting to be born.
Being inside the womb will kill me, but
This time
I don't want to be born for
Such a world again.
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