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
15 random poems
- On Going Unnoticed by Robert Frost
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For Mr. W. Cruikshank:
- last_word_to_childhood.html
- Eclogue:–Two Farms In Woone by William Barnes
- Sonnet II: Not At First Sight by Sir Philip Sidney
- Robert Burns: Crowdie Ever Mair:
- The Sea And the Hills by Rudyard Kipling
- Ольга Высотская – Ежик
- Sonnet 6: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface by William Shakespeare
- African Artists’ Painting Inspiration
- Robert Burns: Ballads on Mr. Heron’s Election, 1795: Second-Election Day
- cascades of emptiness by Steve Troyanovich
- Владимир Маяковский – Номер 17
- Sonnet # 21 by Luis A. Estable
- Scenes Of The Mind
Some external links:
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).
