WINTER IS GONE 

Winter is gone
And the leaves are green
Winter is gone
And the leaves turn green
Your innocent face
I wish I never had seen

Come on, my love
And fare thee well
Come on, my love
And fare thee well
You cheated me
But I wish you well

Rope is bought
And the bough is swung
Rope is bought
And the bough is swung
An innocent man
This day will be hung

Come on, my love
And see me die
Come on, my love
And see me die
See me dancing
Dance 'Neath the sky
'Neath those gallows high
Come on and see me die

Winter is gone
And the leaves are green
Winter is gone
And the leaves are green
Your innocent face
I wish I never had seen

little dirt

nüfus sayımı

ölüleri saydıkça
ölüler artıyor.
ölüler say.. say.. bitmiyor.
ne çok insan var derdim halbuki,
ne çok daha.
nereye giderdi hepsi öyle
sabah sabah,
trafiğe aldırmadan, soğuğa da,
kaldırıma, şu meydana da,
şurda ölmüş insanlara da..

saydıkça gidiyorum ölülerle
artarak azalan yalnızlığa

yol

...neyse—varsin sen; ve ben, elbet 
bulacagim bir yol—varsa eger bir yol 
--ya da benim varsa, bir yol bulma 
yetenegim—yetersem buna... 

Ay'ya

Yarımsın; ama tam karşımdasın Tam karşımdasın; ve yarımsın.

I have a wish, but I don't know what

road to paris

I suddenly found myself on the roads,wandering, shivering, singing a song, feeling utterly alone..leaving a sign behind, taking a bus ahead, just seeking something that I'd never had..

missing colors..

cumartesi. cumartesi. cumartesi.

~
today cannot be boring than the other days

the other days could not be tiring than today.

since everyday is the same day, 

as boring as my first day,
like a circle

nothing special,
everything is lame

everyday is the same
~

siz beni ne zaman seveceksiniz?

my faith is buried in the snow,

my will is frozen

alchemist

shits could be seen valuable at the very beginning due to both their transformations from something valuable and their hosts, but they are doomed to be left.

-18

mirror mirror on the wall

(from a night that pretended to be nice)

feel the cold stones beneath your skin

feel the fire behind your neck

there will be your future seen

coming back.

Here's to a long life and a merry one
A quick death and an easy one
A pretty girl and an honest one
A cold beer and another one!

"Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul."

Refusal to believe until proof is given is a rational position; denial of all outside of our own limited experience is absurd.