Dark Room Şiiri - Bülent Öntaş

Dark Room

No evil can last
Forever
Every piece of writing on dark pages are null and void
Let dark rooms be brightened
Full of sorrow
Fall short of screams
Jackals howl until the day they can
Sooner or later tomorrow is ours

Don't you see
Hope is a season hidden in the eyes of a child
Spring, autumn
Sooner or later all sorrows will be soaked in a heavy rain
Believe it, children, believe it
The rusty iron doors will open wide
The hard years pass by
Because the old shackles can’t be locked
From the middle
If the thorny maces hit our hearts with all their evil
And centuries of torture
Endless cruelties
Sooner or later salvation is ours

Can the poor soul take refuge in the pitch-black night?
Will people be free from tyranny when the tyrants die?
When will wars end?
This tear, this blood
Don't you see there is sadness in the child's eyelashes?
Everywhere is frozen, cold concrete walls
Dark room for true lovers, keep the lights on, friends
The hangman who burns our dreams also victimizes the darkness
Sooner or later the day on the skyline is ours

Human voices will rise one by one to the heavens
One way, drove many times
The wings of cranes will touch the white cloud
Despite the rain
Life
Will turn her face to a deep blue sky
Sooner or later
This love, portrayed with children's smiles, is ours, love is us

Bülent Öntaş - 06.12.2023 – İstanbul
Çev.: Serkan Yaşar Erdinç - 05.11 2024 - İstanbul