Consolation
Who said union didn’t happen?
The heart said, I will get you after millions of years.
So today it told me only to wait.
What if death arrives before that?
The heart answered that too, it said,
many people fix the date of union,
yet leave this world before the union happens.
The same has happened to me.
Of course if I lived, I would get you,
even if it was after millions of years.
Race of Fate
Desires, longings I had many,
yet I accepted what I could not attain.
I accepted the limit of my fate’s race.
I accepted too that nothing happens by force.
Cruel Irony
I never wanted anyone the way I wanted you,
yet you still didn’t become mine.
Look how cruelly fate mocks,
how much I did just to have you,
yet in the end, I never got you.
Calculated Life
My life is divided into eight parts of the day.
If I spend one part laughing,
life keeps me in sorrow for the remaining seven.
It settles its accounts with my moments of joy.
Life is too calculated in my case,
in exchange for happiness it returns sorrow right on time.
It leaves no debt unpaid.
Voluntary Mistake
If time puts you in a situation
where you must forgive someone a second time,
then forgive that person and walk away.
No matter how dear or close that person is to you.
If after forgiving a second time you still stay,
then time will place you in the same place again and again,
where you must repeatedly forgive someone.
Because a mistake can happen only once,
whatever happens the second or third time is
greed, self-indulgence, deception, breaking of promises.
Life of a Banyan Tree
I wanted to be like water hyacinth.
I thought the flood water would carry me away,
carry me to some city of happiness.
But God gave me the life of a banyan tree.
Standing in the city of sorrow, I only witness my sorrow,
and there is no other way.
Beloved of the Wrong Time
The crane who received no help
when its leg got stuck in the oil press,
the same crane that cut off its own leg to survive,
don’t try to explain to it what danger is,
or who is dear and who is not.
Return of Love
I don’t know whether love can be bought or not,
yet because the heart wants, I love you.
I don’t know whether love requires conditions.
But since the heart chose you,
whatever conditions there were you have probably already fulfilled.
I don’t know what lies at the end of this.
But whether good or bad, it will give something,
I will receive something from the one I love.
At least it won’t leave me empty-handed in return for love.
Strange Quality
What a strange quality I possess.
I don’t need to call anyone close,
nor do I need to tell anyone to leave.
People come on their own and leave on their own,
just as useful trains are left behind after the journey ends.
Dangerous
If I wanted a risk-free life, I shouldn’t have been born at all!
Since I was born, death is compulsory.
Time will gradually take me towards death,
no matter how much I try to escape it.
Therefore nothing is truly dangerous,
what exists is mandatory.
Or if something must be called dangerous,
then being born itself is dangerous for life.