The muse -28- Şiiri - Bilal Geniş

You came nicely..
The Muse..
Stands you do not stir....
Just so stays at....
You are not taken....
The you do not get angry to her..
As beautiful as the her....
I can not make her understand her...
As if an angel..
As if a flower..
As if as beautiful as a fairy..
The you do not sit to the place..
Just so stays at....
The inspiration came...
I want to draw your picture...
I know you will get angry to her...
Tell difficult...
For me...
Her dresses early...
Turns the side lightly...
Some...
Thus stands fully...
Handmade to the armchair with the mourning.....
The left lift up your foot...
Fully just so stays at...
Lightly turns your face to the me...
Closes your eyes....
Thinks the me...
The smile does...
All..
Thus the you stand..
This here...
You do not break at all...
Do you know......
Very beautiful than the truth..
With the you....
Become....
This your beauty....
Draw on the canvas...
Make her understand the you...
I want to show the you...
What I love the you much..
Whole world..
They sharpen I want....
I am sharpening...
You are getting angry to her..
The Muse..
Does what all right understand the me....
I loved the you...
I love the you..
I'll love the you...
The Muse..

Mersin.. 14.. February.. 2005.. Bilal Geniş.