"Ali Olmak"
Adını almış ilmin kapısından,
Bir duruşu var vakur, her anından.
Ceketi, ayakkabısı pırıl pırıl,
Duruşu zarif, sözleri akıl.
Yüzünde bir tebessüm, içten gelen,
Gönüllere huzur verir selam eden.
İşinde titiz, sözünde ölçü,
Kalbinde adalet, yüreğinde gücü.
Çocuklarına şefkatli bir baba,
Ailesi için dua eder hep daima.
Ne bir fazlasında gözü olur onun,
Ne de eksik kalır hayatın yolunun.
Sanata, şiire yüreği açık,
Her sözü anlamlı, her hali sıcak.
Sigaraya yakışmaz ama içindeki dert,
Duman gibi çıkar, gözlerinden sert.
Kuralı bilir ama kırmaz kalbi,
Saygıdan ödün vermez, hep asil hali.
Makamdan da büyük durur dimdik,
Hak ettiği yer uzak, ama bakışı dik.
Ali olmak zordur, herkes bilmez,
Onu gören kıymetini bilip gülmez.
O parayı köle eder, köle olmaz,
Makamı taşır omzunda, eğilmez asla baş.
Ey Ali, sabrın yoldaşın olsun,
Gönlün hep sevgiyle dolsun.
Unutma, sen Ali’sin, özüsün erdemin,
Seninle güzelleşir hayatın gündemi.
Hakkın, adaletin ismiyle birsin,
Ali olmayan bilmez, sen ne güzelsin!
Bu şiir sana hediyem olsun dostça,
Adın kalplerimizde, hatıralarda sonsuza.
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"Ali Gibi Yaşamak"
Adını almış Hz. Ali’den, nurdan,
Yürür ağır ağır, vakar dolu nurdan.
Üstü başı tertemiz, gönlü gibi pak,
Sükûnetle yoğrulmuş, özüyle ortak.
Ceketinde iz vardır irfandan, edep,
Ayakkabısında parıltı değil, sebep.
Gülümseyişiyle şifa olur derde,
Sessizliğinde bile hikmet var perde perde.
Bir baba ki evlatlarına çınar,
Bir eş ki ailesine hep kıymet arar.
Sözünde sadakat, yüzünde nur,
Kalbinde sabır var, gözünde gurur.
İşinde kuralcı ama kalpte yumuşak,
Yanlışla savaşır ama dilinde şefkat.
Sanatı bilir, şiiri özler,
Bir mısrada dert, bir dizede gözler.
Sigara yakışmaz o temiz yüze,
Ama dert taşır, siner her tütüne.
Bir nefeste yıllar, bir dumanla hüzün,
Sanki her nefes bir iç çekişin sözün.
Ali olmak kolay mı bu devran içinde?
Dik durmak gerek eğilmeden kinle.
Makama kul olmaz, paraya köle,
O her daim hür, hem özde, hem söyle.
Ey Ali Kaya, selam sana duruşa,
Dürüstlük yoldaş, sabırla barışa.
Dertlerin elbet geçer bir gün elbet,
Gönlün bayram eder, yüzün güler elbet.
Unutma ki Ali, başkadır her yerde,
Sana benzemek ister nice gönülde.
Bu şiir hediyem, kalbimden sana,
İsmin silinmesin güzel insanlar arasında.
"Being Ali"
From the door of knowledge that took his name,
He has a posture, dignified, from every moment.
His jacket, shoes are shiny,
His posture is elegant, his words are intelligent.
A smile on your face, from the heart,
He who gives peace to the hearts gives peace.
Meticulous in his work, measured in his word,
Justice in your heart, strength in your heart.
A caring father to his children,
He always prays for his family, always.
What a lot of eyes he has,
Nor does the path of life remain incomplete.
His heart is open to art, poetry,
Every word is meaningful, every form is warm.
It's not suitable for smoking, but the problem inside is,
Come out like smoke, hard in the eyes.
He knows the rule, but he doesn't break the heart,
He does not compromise on respect, he is always noble.
He stands tall and stands bigger than the office,
The place he deserves is far away, but his gaze is steep.
It's hard to be Ali, not everyone knows,
Anyone who sees him knows his worth and does not laugh.
He makes money a slave, not a slave,
He carries the authority on his shoulder, he never bows his head.
O Ali, may your patience be your companion,
May your heart always be filled with love.
Remember, you are Ali, you are the essence of virtue,
It becomes beautiful with you, the agenda of life.
You are one with the name of truth, justice,
Non-Ali does not know, how beautiful you are!
Let this poem be my gift to you, friendly,
Your name is forever in our hearts, in our memories.
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"Living Like Ali"
He took the name Hazrat. From Ali, nurdan,
He walks slowly, full of dignity from the light.
He is immaculately dressed, clean as his heart,
Kneaded with tranquility, shared with essence.
There is a mark on your jacket from lore, decency,
It's not the glitter on his shoe, it's the reason.
There will be healing with his smile,
There is wisdom even in the silence of the curtain curtain.
A father who loves his children,
A wife who always looks for value for her family.
Loyalty in your word, light on your face,
There is patience in your heart, pride in your eyes.
Prescriptive at work but soft at heart,
He fights against wrong, but compassion is on his tongue.
He knows art, he misses poetry,
Trouble in a verse, eyes in a line.
Jul, smoking is not suitable for that clean face.,
But it carries problems, it hurts every tobacco.
Years in a breath, sadness in a smoke,
It's like every breath is a sigh, your word.
Is it easy to be Ali in this era?
It is necessary to stand upright with a grudge without bending down.
Not a servant to authority, a slave to money,
He is always free, both in essence and say.
O Ali Kaya, greetings to you on the stand,
Honesty, comrade, to peace with patience.
Of course your troubles will pass one day of course,
Your heart will celebrate, of course, your face will smile.
Remember that Ali is different everywhere,
He wants to look like you in many hearts.
This poem is my gift to you, from my heart,
Do not let your name be erased among Decrepit people.
Kayıt Tarihi : 9.4.2025 13:29:00
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