Flood Şiiri - Saffet Akkaya Sancak

Let me also get on, to the Noah’s Arc,
I am the man sensing, that great flood…
In no horoscope so far, never told a lie,
I am the man touching, secrets in her heart…

I will not bargain for joy, to my deep pains,
Agonies turn into, screams in the night…
On a smooth paper, with this black pen,
I am the man lining, white pearls on her heart…

Painted so many pictures, of beauties on love,
Like brush of Dali, so thin so talent…
As distilling feelings, in pot of patience,
Tying my fate to her, with forever-knot…

Ankara-2007

Saffet Akkaya Sancak