Pak

  Biri de çıkıp demiyor ki ;

'Ben seni aldatırım,agzina da sicarim '

Hepsi,

Nur'dan mamul,

Zemzemle yikanmıs,

Hepsi,

Pir'u pak. :))))


PAK deyince,Pakistan geldi aklima;  Pak bir ulke oldugundan mi pakistan acaba,alla alla ..

Hoscakal Berkin - Farewell Berkin

Dun bir fidani yitirdik,

"Rahata erdi,Tanri sevdiklerini once goturur"  demistir kimileri , bir de feryad eden anasina sormak lazim...

Hissettigim uzuntuyu tarif etmeye kelimeler.

Umut dolu bakan gozlerin icimi acitiyor cocuk...

Pisi pisine,hain adice bir saldirayla yasaminin elinden alinmasi icimi acitiyor cocuk...

Cocuklugunun calinmasi icimi acitiyor...

Seni katledelerin hala ortalikta gezinmesi icimi acitiyor cocuk.

Anaciginin,dedeciginin gozyaslari,

Seni anmak isteyen insanlara alcakla saldirilirmasi,

Bunlari yaziyor olmak,

Icimi acitiyor cocuk...

Huzur icinde uyu Berkin !



Yesterday,we have lost a boy as young as a flower.

Some might say " He is peace now,God takes beloved ones first "  this should be asking to his mom who was screaming with the pain this morning..

There is no such a word can describe the sadness i have.

Your eyes  full of hopes hurts my heart, kid...
Hurts my heart that your childhood is taken from you with betray and for nothing.
Hurts my heart that your killers walking around freely, kid...

Tears of your mommy and your grandpa's,
People whoever is there for your memory,getting attacked,
and writing these,

it hurts my heart ,kid.

Rest in peace Berkin ...

Last dream... Son ruya.

“I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul...

Since I knew you, I have been troubled by a remorse that I thought would never reproach me again, and have heard whispers from old voices impelling me upward, that I thought were silent for ever. I have had unformed ideas of striving afresh, beginning anew, shaking off sloth and sensuality, and fighting out the abandoned fight. A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing, and leaves the sleeper where he lay down, but I wish you to know that you inspired it."

"Ruhumun  son ruyasi oldugunu bilmeni isterdim..."

Seni tanigimdan beri, bir daha asla tatmayacagimi sandigim bir pismanligin sıkıntısındayim, ve   daima sessiz kalacagini dusundugum ileriye sevkeden eski seslerin fisiltilarini duyuyor gibiyim.Sekilsiz fikirlerimin yeniden zorlayisi, yenidenin baslangici,miskinligin silkelenisi ve şehvet, ve terkedilmis bir kavganin kavgasi. Bir ruya, hepsi bir ruya, hicbirseyin bitmedigi, ve uykucuyu uzandigi yerde birakir gibi bir ruya, keske ilham verdigini bilebilseydin.''

It has been a long time that i didn't write.Sorry folks !

While i am scattered by nostalgic songs and struggling with my coming history, feel free to email me:

sttiretella@gmail.com

Be back !


Uzun zaman olmus yine yazmayali dostlar,kusura bakmayin !

Ben nostaljinin ruzgarinda savrulurken,yazmak isterseniz  sayet,asagidaki adresten bana ulasabilirsiniz.

sttiretella@gmail.com

Geri gelecegim !

back after a while !

It has been a while (Thanks to my exams ) but i am back now !

In a rush of searching a piece from my lovely memories (it's something about winter nites i swear!).
I found nothing to digging to  my previous friendships,platonic crushes,neither relationships.
I am about think,i screwed many people ( well,literally !) :)))

Sigh...i am really wishing to have this black eyed boy somewhere near to me sometimes.... 

Very soon,i am gonna be back with my first phrase from my novel that i started to write a while.

Stay tune  ! :)

Bana birseyler anlat Baba.
Masal da olur hikaye de,
Yeter ki birseyler anlat...

Tell me something dad.

Either a tale or a story,

Just tell me something dad...

Finally ! i made it !!

I don't know why i couldn't enter for a while but problem solved for now !

Couple of days ago,i found my ex-bf (Irish) on linkdn. then all the memories came to my mind.
Well,to be honest,i don't remember much but there were good times  :))

Whole night,i listened to  Mazzy Star's ' Fade into You"  then all nostalgic moments followed after (Sigh...).

It's possible to love of being love rather than a loving that person.You know what i mean ..
You love the feeling of flying butterflies in your stomach, first touch,first kiss,first 'love  you blah blahs '.
(well ,yeah,i have a teenager soul..! : )))
I might even describe it as " love addiction"  but not uncontrolable,trust me.

Well, for this kind of people, i wouldn't suggest to get married!
Love survives for 2yrs,then habit,friendship is left (if you're lucky even an ordinary sexlife but nope,not the exciting one) :))

Somehow Winter hasn't arrived to Belgium yet,still waiting  : ))

Even if it is not raining,the weather is depressive anyway,which causes you to be more melancholic.


   Maybe i should prepare a radio program,really...pfff

I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take a breath that's true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
You live your life
You go in shadows
You'll come apart and you'll go blind
Some kind of night into your darkness
Colors your eyes with what's not there.

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew

A stranger's light comes on slowly
A stranger's heart without a home
You put your hands into your head
And then smiles cover your heart

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it's strange you never knew
I think it's strange you never knew