Promise To Stay In Touch

 

I couldn't find the right words
Nothing seemed to rhyme
To write something for you all
I think it will take time

Because when you have friends
That are very hard to find
There's so much to say
Because you make everything alright

So I will tell you right now
exactly what I need to say
To show you how much I appreciate
You being there everyday

You're worth more than anyone
even a million pounds
Because you always know what to say
When I am feeling down

You make me smile big smiles
And my days so very bright
And when I lose my way
You find me in the night

I sometimes wish I could explain
How much you mean to me
But its just not possible
To list a billion things

So I just wanted to say
I love you so so much
And I hope you never leave me
Promise to stay in touch

 © Louise 

Oh, If Only

If I were to travel through the whole infinite galaxy 
Saying "This star is yours, this star is mine" 
If I were to sit on the moon when I got tired 
Watching the world, Oh if only you were by my side 



If I could take your hands, shivering from the cold into 

my hands and warm them 
If you could feel the warmth of my heart in your hands 
As my eyes explain to you how much I love you 
Oh, if only you could but hear it.. 


With every beat I know that my heart 
Sends you through my veins every second 
You are always here, look, right here 
I put it here on your hand once more, oh if only you could feel it.

Cenk (cybernetics) 

My Eyes are in Your Eyes

Do you always look so childlike?

Do they always have this fire burning deep inside?

There is something in your looks that calms me down;

As if I am at the shore of the calmest seas...

I am a sailboat now, at your harbor

I came from thunderstorms, resting in you.

I wish this tranquility, this silence never ends;

I wish these matchless moments with you last forever...

Never close your eyes, never let your light go away,

My day, my light, my silkworm!

My last flower alive in my fall garden!

I wish my tired heart never sees grief with you;

Don't separate your childlike eyese from my eyes,

Your pure, honest, secluded eyes

Ümit Yaşar Oğuzcan

A Silent Cry

I hear your voice, 
Though you do not speak, 
You have a longing.
Trust in love you seek.

At night you cry, 
But there is no one to hear-
No one to listen, 
To that dream you hold dear.

Most people don't care, 
So they do not see your tears.
They cannot hear your silent cries, 
Nor sense your deepest fears.

You live in a constant shadow, 
Of what tomorrow will bring.
Will it bring joy or laughter, 
Or teardrops that will sting? 

Today I heard the silent cry, 
An echo from far, far away.
It made me cry, too; 
I didn't know what to say.

You are surrounded by people, 
Yet you are all alone.
They do not see the teardrops, 
Which cut you to the bone.

They cannot feel the anger, 
Seething within your heart.
They cannot feel this pain, 
Tearing you apart.

You did not choose this fate, 
But it's hardships you must face, 
The silent cry is a longing, 
To escape to a safer place.

The past cannot change, 
You cannot change who you are.
There's one thing you can do, 
You can try to heal the scar.

I am here to help you; 
In my love you can rely, 
In a silent cry.

*Lesa MRK (August 1969 / USA)

Flying on the Wings of Mind To Eternity...

I Wish boarding a Dream flight to Eternity, 
Crossing Every Border of Time and Space.. 
And let this be the Beautiful Ambience..... 
And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy. 
It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth, 
But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted. 

It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear, 
But rather an image you see though you close your eyes 
and a song you hear though you shut your ears. 

It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, 
nor a wing attached to a claw, 
But rather a garden forever in bloom and 
a flock of angels for ever in flight. 
People of Orphalese, beauty is life 
when life unveils her holy face. 
But you are life and you are the veil. 
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. 
But you are eternity and you are the mirror.


 -Khalil Gibran

My Burning Heart

My heart is burning with love. 
All can see this flame. 
My heart is pulsing with passion 
like waves on an ocean. 

My friends have become strangers 
and I'm surrounded by enemies. 
But I'm free as the wind, 
no longer hurt by those who reproach me. 

I'm at home wherever I am 
and in the room of lovers 
I can see with closed eyes 
the beauty that dances. 

Behind the veils, 
intoxicated with love, 
I too dance the rhythm 
of this moving world. 

I have lost my senses 
in my world of lovers.

I like you calm, as if you were absent

I like you calm, as if you were absent,

and you hear me far-off, and my voice does not touch you.

It seems that your eyelids have taken to flying:

it seems that a kiss has sealed up your mouth.

Since all these things are filled with my spirit,

you come from things, filled with my spirit.

You appear as my soul, as the butterfly’s dreaming,

and you appear as Sadness’s word.

I like you calm, as if you were distant,

you are a moaning, a butterfly’s cooing.

You hear me far-off, my voice does not reach you.

Let me be calmed, then, calmed by your silence.

Let me commune, then, commune with your silence,

clear as a light, and pure as a ring.

You are like night, calmed, constellated.

Your silence is star-like, as distant, as true.

I like you calm, as if you were absent:

distant and saddened, as if you were dead.

One word at that moment, a smile, is sufficient.

And I thrill, then, I thrill: that it cannot be so.

Pablo Neruda

Let us fall in Love

Let us fall in love again

and scatter gold dust all over the world.

Let us become a new spring

and feel the breeze drift in the heavens’ scent.

Let us dress the earth in green,

and like the sap of a young tree

let the grace from within sustain us.

Let us carve gems out of our stony hearts

and let them light our path to Love.

The glance of Love is crystal clear

and we are blessed by its light.

~ Rumi

It’s good to feel you are close to me

It’s good to feel you are close to me in the night, love,
invisible in your sleep, intently nocturnal,
while I untangle my worries
as if they were twisted nets.

Withdrawn, your heart sails through dream,
but your body, relinquished so, breathes
seeking me without seeing me perfecting my dream
like a plant that seeds itself in the dark.

Rising, you will be that other, alive in the dawn,
but from the frontiers lost in the night,
from the presence and the absence where we meet ourselves,

something remains, drawing us into the light of life
as if the sign of the shadows had sealed
its secret creatures with flame.

*Pablo Neruda

Bir Gün

Apansız uyanırsan gecenin bir yerinde 
Gözlerin uzun uzun karanlığa dalarsa 
Bir sıcaklık duyarsan üşüyen ellerinde 
Ve saatler gecikmiş zamanları çalarsa 
Bil ki seni düşünüyorum 

Bir vapur yanaşırsa rıhtımına bin, acil 
Örtün karanlıkları masmavi denizlerde 
Ve dinle kalbimi bak nasıl çarpıyor nasıl 
O bütün özlemlerin koyulaştığı yerde 
Bil ki seni bekliyorum 

Bir sabah gün doğarken aç perdelerini, bak 
Sevinçle balkonuna konuyorsa martılar 
Kendini tadılmamış derin bir hazza bırak 
Dökülsün dudağından en umutlu şarkılar 
Bil ki seni istiyorum 

Gecelerden bir gece uyanırsan apansız 
Uzaklarda elemli, garip bir kuş öterse 
Bir ceylan ağlıyorsa dağlarda yapayalnız 
Ve bir gün kabrimde bir kara gül biterse 
Bil ki seni seviyorum

*Ümit Yaşar Oğuzcan 

If You Forget Me

toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,

if little by little you stop loving me

I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly

you forget me

do not look for me,

for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,

the wind of banners

that passes through my life,

and you decide

to leave me at the shore

of the heart where I have roots,

remember

that on that day,

at that hour,

I shall lift my arms

and my roots will set off

to seek another land.

But

if each day,

each hour,

you feel that you are destined for me

with implacable sweetness,

if each day a flower

climbs up to your lips to seek me,

ah my love, ah my own,

in me all that fire is repeated,

in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,

my love feeds on your love, beloved,

and as long as you live it will be in your arms

without leaving mine

*Pablo Neruda