mid point with

I have never had a written word state of mind

Through daily closure

it has its own casualties

mostly something that I would consider an oriental junction

through mandatory beginnings

towards getting mature

especially if it is a thought that is mixed with mixed thoughts

zaman

Iste boyledir zaman 

Akar tuz gibi ince ince, hem beyaz hem gonulden

Ama limoni degildir dostum

Eksi hic degil, seker de degildir

Zamanin kendine ozgu aciklanamayan bir dengesi var

Sanki hatirlama yetenegini bize ceza olsun diye yamamislar gibi

Yamalama bir hatirlama yetenegi

Cumbur cemaat, ister bilge ol, ister kasif

Ister unlu ol ister kendin

Ayni iste…hep ayni

Iste boyledir zaman dostum, yaniltir guzelligiyle

Saklanir anilarin dikdortgen ve kesin rengiyle

Zaman budur iste, hic de goreceli degil bu gece

Dost var cercevemde…

good ones do not come up to surface often, so i treasure this one..

I cannot value the magic on my hands with anything else

It doesn’t do anything useful 

Other than taking a bit more space in the air

But you would  understand the desire 

 Catching up the reversal time that you create

 Your matador like smile makes my day

What would have happened I wonder if I had the gut

To come up to you and do the things that I would do best

I was much younger for God sake, our roads were apart

Once someone close to me talked about the shyness

And superiority

You know they both wouldn’t walk together well

Age, none the less mechanic  fortune of being a bit smarter than others

I am not like that, so I wouldn’t know

Anyway, well….Saturday has its limits…

Boyle salak gibi bekler dururum

Bekle bekle gun catar gece olur

Bilmecenin komigi eglenceli oluyor arkadasim

Bak, dostluktan arkadasliga geriledin

Olmaz boyle, olamaz bir kademede geriledin ya dostum

Genede bakarim karelerin bosluguna

Resimler gelir gecer, ruzgar

Dagitir gider

Sosyal kurallar dengeyi bozar

beklentiler kamcilar

agresivlik yasam standardi olur

Ama biz bozulmayiz arkadasim,

Karelerin icine saklanmis, gokyuzunu ellerde tutan

Birer kandasiz biz

Keyfime diyecek yok su gunlerde

Bilmem sen neler dusunursun?

Bos vaktin olmaz senin, hele o trafikte?