xiao ming

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HELLO!!I wish happiness and peace to all people.We must have got day.Tomorrow may not come good.Short and precious time.And has a real death.Then with love and peace.Should only run happiness.Greetings to evertone.

IF
It is not that important to leave and go
if it didn't leave gaps behind
that are impossible to fill.

Even the big separations are not that hard to endure,
if they were started at the best moment.

Crying is not something to be ashamed of,
if the tears are coming from the heart.

Stealing is not disgraceful,
if it is the heart of somebody that is stolen.

Love has nothing to be afraid of,
if one could get rid of all skins.

A known voice would not make one so upset,
if it was never heard.

The leakproof embraces would perhaps be forgotten more easily,
if they were not wrapped with passionate love.

The big hazel eyes would head to uncertainty as time passes,
if they didn't look so crazy.

It would perhaps be easy to forget the burning taste of a wet kiss,
if the heart did not press on the rib cage that hard.

The long night conversations could be replaced by something else,
if the last cigarette was not shared breath by breath.

It wouldn't snow even on the dreams,
if the fears had not wounded love in the battles.

Time, still as if it will never pass, would fly like an arrow,
if the one that's worth waiting for would come at the end.

Even the color of the hair in the dreams would fade away with time,
if their inexpressible smell had not stuck on the pillows.

Even that huge, that splendid end, death, would lose its meaning,
If everything worth living was already lived.

Loneliness would not be that unbearable,
If the final glimmer of hope had not faded away.

The spring sun perhaps would not heat this much,
if life did not start again after every loss.

It would perhaps not be necessary to smoke before breakfast,
if a giant wave of longing did not challenge.

Maybe the thin waist would remain in memories,
if even the shameless tea was not given in a thin-waisted glass.

Sleeplessness would not ruin that badly right after short naps,
if the silk skin to touch was not that far away.

Even a jobless home could turn to paradise maybe,
if it was heated by a warm smile.

Poems with the taste of aged wine would not feel as poor,
if there was someone to whisper them to.

It would perhaps not be possible to believe that every love hides a separation deep inside,
if it did not have on its calling card the label 'first degree perpetrator of so many separations'.

Daisies would not really look down,
if they did not have their shares from your betrayal.

Coasts would not surrender to solitude,
if you did not try to console yourself with aimless strolls on your own faint coasts.

I will be alone after you go.
and I ** not afraid of being alone,
but what if I want to hold your hands...

Yes sweetheart,
Who would miss the smell of the sweat inside your palms,
who would want to lie along your thin fingers,
if these eyes had not witnessed a splendid period in their past!!

Şehit Anası,
Canı gibi severdi o, biricik evladını
Gururlu ve sevecen, çünkü asker anası,
Gerekirse evladım, vatana ver canını
Giderken söylemişti, oğluna asker anası.

Bir torunu olmuş adını Mehmet koymuştu
Düşünme sen yavrunu, terhis ol gel demişti
Gelini Fatma bile, rüyasında görmüştü
Evinin erkeği oydu, çünkü asker anası.

Erini kaybetmişti Kore’de savaşırken
Şehit haberi gelmiş, bir yıllık evli iken
Oğlunu asker ocağına emanet etmiş iken
Zorluklara siper etmiş, göğsünü asker anası.

Terhisine bir ay kalmış, günlerini sayıyor
Terör denen o bela, nice canlar alıyor
Nedense bu akşam, kalbi güm güm atıyor
Teselliyi yaşlılıkta buldu asker anası.

Bin bir düşüncelerle yatağına uzandı
Evladı gelecekti bir gün daha tamamdı
Hayallerle saatler, gece üçe dayandı
Kapı çalınıyor, şaşırdı asker anası.

İki üst teğmen gelmiş kapıda bekliyordu
Acı bir haber, yüzlerden okunuyordu
Göz yaşıyla sarılıp, oğlun şehit diyordu
Kapı eşiğinde kalmış, duruyor şehit anası.

Dizlerinde derman yok, hemen yere yığıldı
Oğlum, yavrum feryadı, ortalığa dağıldı
Eşi Kore, Kayınbaba Çanakkale şehidi
Şehit gelini, şehit eşi, şimdi şehit anası.

Nice acılar tatmış, dayanmıştı yüreği
Sarıldı torununa, sen evimin direği
Yıkılmadan durmalıyım, bu oğlumun dileği
Sel oldu göz yaşları, o bir şehit anası.

Şehit olan evlada, ağıt yakmak yakışmaz
Bu toprağın mayasında, Türk anası yıkılmaz
Oğlum feda vatanım bir bütündür bölünmez
Anaların anası o, o bir şehit anası.

Garip Feryadi sana, kelimeler yetmiyor
Kardeş kardeşe düşman, birde toprak istiyor
Kardeşi Mehmetçiğe nasıl kurşun sıkıyor
Lazı, Kürdü, Gürcüsü hepsi şehit anası.

Why will be it?