Kasım Kobakçı Şiirleri - Şair Kasım Kobakçı

Oh, I'm a rose on your thorn,
I am ice in the winter,
I turn yellow and wither in the autumn.

You who are a little bit dear to the soul,
You are the excitement of my heart,

I love my poets,
All of them are lowering the hands of the sun, curtain by curtain,
They all have words like candy,
All my loved ones,
So do they like me too?

I love you I love you,
Because I love you,
To anyone before you
If I say I didn't say,
Lie becomes a lie
I love you madly, without calculation.

Whenever you're bored, my dear
I'm calling you on the phone,
My boredom is passing.

When children fall and cry,
Ugh,

I'm alone again, again,
On the way, in the caravans,
Stay or go,
Just don't be so damn,
My black passion.

Başlar telaş bir gün öncesinden,
Sac, odun, un, kırıntı,
Katlanmayı bekler hamur hasırın üzerinde,
Taraklarla ve topuklarla.

Koyulaşır iyicene,

If I have a headache slightly,
If my face is red,
If my lips are trembling,
If I can't speak,
Memories of years on my tongue,
If it is dripping intermittently, ruefully,

When my skin was cold,
I'm in times when I'm cold Despina..
While walking on dusty roads,
It was as if the flowers were blooming with every step I took.

Looking into your brown eyes,

Believe me, my dear, it does not happen without you,
I miss your hands, your eyes...
Peace never fills the sad heart,
I miss your hands, your eyes...

In your absence, no drop falls, I am the desert,

The howling of the wind is ringing in my ears,
Your name is spoken, as you step into the night,
Tonight is another night,
I'm looking for you alone in the dark.

There is only one candle light in my mind,