10 Mayıs 2009 Pazar

Master Symphony



Mother's Day
Master Symphony's on
Let her play...

Ayten Suvak

4 Mayıs 2009 Pazartesi

Famous Singer

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Zeki Muren was gone
And put Bodrum in his statue
Thousands of songs in the panoramic view
Seen from his beloved chevrolet
Placed in the front garden
Where his soul rests
Among Bodrum's pink begonvillen...

Ayten Suvak

3 Nisan 2009 Cuma

S a l e s


Without your approval

I sold my apartment

The one you liked best

Among three of them

I changed the lock

So don't try the key

Keep it together with my heart's

To unlock with dexterity...

Ayten Suvak

2 Nisan 2009 Perşembe

Undoing Reason


The tree adjacent to my balcony is alive

Spring's on the way

My feelings are alive

There's no reason to die

With a cold heart

With veins as dry as autumn leaves

My soul leaves

Undoing my reason

I call after it:

Don't let my body go hot

With that undoing season

Called spring...

Ayten Suvak

30 Mart 2009 Pazartesi

Laments

 

Justice is unserving 
A conventional distrust
A Frankenstein in disguise
Created by manpower
To serve for the greedy self
Of the advantageous stronger
Who cares for the laments of the weaker
But is there a limit between the two
As the exploiter and the exploited
Since both are ruled by a kind of justice
In the hands of vagabonds
In search of a true Ruler
Someone or something
Who or which is not a spoilsport
In the toystore of the Just
Being a pawn or a trickster
Is no matter of Fate
But of a manufactured evil


Ayten Suvak

25 Mart 2009 Çarşamba

A Bird's Wish


I don't want to be in a cage

Just like a flower in a vase

I don't want to be used in lovers' case

Don't ask me either to sing my best

I would like to perch on The Happy Prince's shoulder

On Oscar Wilde's page...

Ayten Suvak

17 Mart 2009 Salı

Under The Surveillance...


If you stare at me like this
I will be the object of your whims 
A complete mess of purple dreams 
That enslaves me even awake 
Sometimes it is nice to be fake in love 
Without dedication 
Without hesitation to be able to run away 
There shines the gleams of pure logic 
Kicking away the sentiments catastrophic 
You just escape leaving everything behind 
And every impulse of returning 
Passes away with a new feeling 
Towards a handsome guy 
That you catch staring at you in the bar...

Ayten Suvak