AUTUMN GRAPES
by Önder Kurt
It was an autumn season when I first saw you
Your first glance at me was a rose left from the spring
It was a spring day when I bonded anguishes
All the roses blooming in that fury glare withered.
I don’t look for other eyes looking at me like that
Happy with the first emotion, shining like the sun
In the dreams in flames, a swing begins to burn
What shook me was your distant eyes, god!
With my own hands I destroyed the glass houses
Looking at the mirrors my young face grew old
When waken up from the deathful sleep, I saw the light
Laying down in front of me was the thousand of bunches of grapes
In my inner self ,I grew up a newly spring
Like longing from a mother to her child
In a yearning way I soothed my sadness
Like dampness in the earth after the rain
From poor pavements I stole ordeals
What wets my pillow is my heartsick tears
Destroying my dreamland , I was left half done
Now, with my sins I stone the devils.
End of the poem
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- Sonnet L by William Shakespeare
- To One who Loved not Poetry by Sappho
- dance of life by Raj Arumugam
- Juvenilia An Ode To Natural Beauty
- Валерий Брюсов – И небо и серое море
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
