MY DÖNGELLI*
Dad opened a field from forest under threat,
On an uphill, to bring us a piece of bread,
From a little stream in valley, like a thread,
......Always a big monster was in my dreams,
......I used to wake up midnights in cries and screams.
With worn, torn clothes and bare feet,
Ploughed the field under cold and heat,
Hands were in scars, only work, no seat,
......Always cold was on bones from ice streams,
......I used to wake up midnights in cries and screams.
Any seed you put in soil, did not grow,
Cows were weak and no oxes to borrow,
Dozens‘ effort could not put work in a row,
......Always listened hard cases and extremes,
......I used to wake up midnights in cries and screams.
Mom’s sad, sad songs there, were like wailing,
Hills echoed like answers, sometimes failing,
Hell lots of burdens, grieves like brain nailing,
......Always burdens in mind, no hope gleams,
......I used to wake up midnights in cries and screams.
At one corner, there was a wild plum tree,
Branches broken, half dried mostly fruit free,
Its bitter taste in mouth, sweets in mind as deary,
......Always a shortage on shortages was cream,
......I used to wake up midnights in cries and screams.
Wind blows from the valley, whispering for Dad,
Making grains, laying on ground totally flat,
If soil gave good one year, next year was bad,
......Always counting the good years were my themes,
......I used to wake up midnights in cries and screams.
I hated to take two cows and goats to field early,
In summer time, I had morning sleeps very rarely,
On still waters, I wathed myself, was fair curly,
......Always played alone, I did not know teams,
......I used to wake up midnights in cries and screams.
If it is maize field, sould be guarded at night,
Against the wilds in dark, this is a blind fight,
As work, nights were bridged to day light,
......Always hopes were my driving streams,
......I used to wake up midnights in cries and screams.
Grasses, flowers had colorful thorns and needles,
There, filled my memories, as giants or tiny littles,
Dreaming your shading trees right in the middles,
......If I had a chance, I would be with you in proud,
......I would sleep my arms wide opened on ground,,
......Leaning my back on shade trees, by years browned,
......Laying my head on a dark stone found around,
........................I would sleep, the past in my mind,
........................I would sleep, some moments to find,
........................I would sleep...............
* Döngelli: Name of a region with fields, there I have lots of memories
from my childhood.
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DÖNGELLİM
Babam tarla açmış dimdik yamacı,
Elbette, bir dilim ekmek amacı,
Deresinden çıkıveren umacı,
.........................................Hep rüyamda,
.........................................Ayar ayar uyurdum.
Üstde yok, başda yok, ayakda çarık,
Karasaban sürmüşüz karık karık,
Yüzgöz yara, elayak yarık yarık,
.........................................Hep ayazda,
.........................................Buyar buyar uyurdum.
Ne eksen olmuyor dopdolu sakızlık,
İnek çekmiyor, bu koca öküzlük,
İmece biçemez iki dokuzluk,
.........................................Hep zorları,
.........................................Duyar duyar uyurdum.
Anamın türküleri ağıt gibi,
Yankılanır da gelir yanıt gibi,
Bu azap cehenneme kanıt gibi,
.........................................Hep başımı,
.........................................Eğer eğer uyurdum.
Kıyısında bir ağaç kuru erik,
Gövde çürük, dallar yerde kırık,
Aklımda şeker, ağyım acı buruk,
.........................................Hep yoklara,
.........................................Doyar doyar uyurdum.
Rüzgar hep aşağıdan eserdi,
Ekinleri yukarıya yasardı,
Toprak bir yıl verir, bir yıl küserdi,
.........................................Hep yılları,
.........................................Sayar sayar uyurdum.
Sabah ayazda tarlaya giderdim,
İki inek, üç de keçi güderdim,
Hiç sevmezdim, koca yaz buydu derdim,
.........................................Hep yalnızca,
.........................................Oynar oynar uyurdum.
Yabandan mısırı bekleme de var,
Geceyi, zor güne ekleme de var,
Ümidi hayale yükleme de var,
.........................................Hep düşlere,
.........................................Kayar kayar uyurdum.
Otu çiçekli, çıngıllı, çengelli,
Babamdan yadigar tarlam Dönegelli,
Bir olmasaydı, gelişim engelli,
.........................................Kollarımı, yere yayar uyurdum,
........................................Sırtımı Gocadala dayar uyurdum,
.........................................Başımı Garadaşa koyar uyurdum,
.........................................Uyur, uyur, uyurdum.
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