Thursday, 3 December 2015


   My eyes are the deepest peacful in my entire life and they will be remaining like this in my heart forever yavrum. My hairs always give me warm clean breeze in the eternal peaceful desert my little daughter Hikmetim benim. I hurt you coz of some of my word. You are my all. I suffer now coz I hurt you. My face is my breath. You are my soul. Im in impatiance to see my face and hugely hug you again tonight. Seni çok seviyorum.

Thursday, 23 July 2015

A holiday night

We were dancing under the stars at that night

Friday, 8 May 2015

The West, over the UK Elections

David and Samantha Cameron

   I was following the English media and some recorded videos in youtube about UK elections

   David Cameron and his party conservatives won the election after the long waiting. Labours were expecting to be majorty but that became a big disapointing to them. After this, ED Miliband and the leaders of  LP, UKIP have stood down.

   Perhaps the most sensible explanation in this result can be explained about growing SNP and conservatizating West. They feed eachother mutually. Racisim againts Blacks, the rest of West and islamophobia are rising. That can be on purpose and politicly or not but this rightist rise could bring us more discrimination and inequality in the future.

   Now we are waiting what will happen in Turkey election, this is also pretty critical.

Wednesday, 15 April 2015

A Proof for Every single Human

    Today something interesting happend at work in the toilet. 

   Yes yes in the toilet i was and sitting there. There are Sensors to turn off and on the lights. and a moment of the time they turned off. Coz I didnt move.

   Then everywhere was covered with dark. I listened my self in short time and thought. if I move a little bit, the lights will be turned on. 

   At that moment an idea flashed into my mind, that means we have to move to get rid of darkness. even a little movement can be enough to get rid of. I was really happy for this

   So I moved. and the darkness has suddenly gone and everywhere was enlightened as before. That was the proof of what I need to do :)

Monday, 30 March 2015

Considering Beauty

    Yesterday I've clarified something more. That was about the more being interested in appearances of things makes people more comparator other people in differences.

   For example, if you see many beautiful girls ( according to media ) in a day in news papers, TV, or around you that leads to consider of them more, surely its the same for Women against Men. the more Caring beauty and handsomeness cause comparing, contrasting people more. Because you are interested in beauty and handsomeness not only interesting, about as high proportion. When you see a beautiful woman or a handsome man ( according to Media ) you look at them long time and look into them, consider. Sometimes this happens fastly sometimes longly but electrical puls flow in the correct ways in your brain.

  So what I want to say, if you are so ( that they are majority ), you automatically look down who has a mistake in their appearance also. Thats the important point which I wanna come at.

   the more being interested in beauty girls or handsome boys, the more looking down who has mistake in their appereance like disables. This is terrible for Humanity espacially our todays high visual world.

Thursday, 26 March 2015

Make Way

    If you deeply consider that a company you work has began to create a big barrier in front of you, If you think that that company keeps all your hands to not be able to go forward to do better and if you really think that the company gives you a little wage for all.

 Also If you strongly believe that you can definetly do more, you need only an available way, If you feel that you need only a step, a small movement, a shaking for all these, and if you know that you have to make your own way. 

   Then, why dont you think of getting rid of all these obstacles by cutting down that dried, death and rotten of all these thick poles to go through.

Friday, 21 November 2014

The fear of the missing Plane

    This has happend second or third time that I Missed the plane in my dream last night. I dont know why I dream about this.

   I was tried hard to catch the Plane but continuesly somethings happend, like I forgot somethings which I had to have with me, I walked around fastly to find out and i had to go out from the airport, i searched taxi to come back to the airport, and a small taxi came i have never seen such small, the smallest taxi from Plastic for two people. i got in the it and i woke up. I sensed that my wife was sleeping next to me in peace without knowing anything about my dream. I kissed her.

Thursday, 24 July 2014

Move on

    This world has made my face sad and ugly; Your jobs. Move on...

Saturday, 19 July 2014


    Now, its madly raining outside. And Im at work. listining the sound of rain and thinking of you by smelling that flowers which you see.

   You are sleeping as a baby at home who is in far from the all evils of the world.

   And I came across this poem when I was reading. You know only poems can approach a little towards you the what I feel 

I love you as the plant that never blooms

but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;

thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,

risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.

I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;

so I love you because I know no other way


Thursday, 10 July 2014

Im Sleeping on a Leaf

   Especially Nowadays there is something which I consider more. Its freedom. Freedom matter has been landed Ofcourse over centuries between people in disscusion or fighting. But what I want to say in fact is like to flow, to drop like a clean water around and to meet again somewhere on the earth.

  People which I see around are working. Running and speaking. On the top of it they are sure about life. The life has to be so for them. no doubt no question no action towards the real life which we come from. Faces are without identity and far from pureness. smelling disgustingly. Identities have become such a soulless only constantrating focusing on materails, jobs, cold dead irons, plastics. Plastic life.

   We are expecting hopes from cold dead plactics and things and try to happy through them try to smile and imagine through them with them. We are getting cold and getting dark. Our ways are becoming dust, mud coming from the under the ground. The earth is vomiting, are you aware?!

  Im seeing eyes. Glittering. Lots of starts are calling as if. to be one. in the dark and endless peaceful universe. smelling admirably. we are becoming one. forever.

  You people! go on. I will cut off all links between us. you never capture my heart. because Im sleeping on a Leaf.

Friday, 6 June 2014

RUHUN ( Nazım )

   Hayat Nasıl da Ufacık bir şiir parçasına sığabiliyor. Ya da Ufacık bir Şiir Nasıl da Hareket ettirebiliyor şu koca hantal Dünya'yı Köpüklendirerek diplerinden. 

   Sevgilim, Nefesim, Dünyam... Kara, gri ve katran dolu sisin ardında güzel yüzünleyim. Bunu sen Gönderdin şimdi bana.

"Ruhun, bir ırmaktır gülüm,

akar yukarda dağların arasından"

Friday, 21 March 2014

Soldiering or Brotherhood??

    Last night you have gone in the dark which was in the white dirty lights, in yelling sounds. At first there was a silence, then small chats eachother. Sometimes we loughed, smiled, making jokes but always you looked thoughtful. We took you to the Terminal station. For months, You were waiting for this inevitable situation, and also we were. and in the end, It came.

   We waved you. Our eyes filled with tears. You were silent at the end. and fear inside. You hugged, we hugged before. Dirty lights were coming from nothingness as if they are explaining emotions of yours.

  And, the moment of seperation... And waving, yellings around us. there are many like you. And getting home, seeing your slippers in cold...

  For long time, I've been thinking of you my brother that We have wonderful brotherhood between us. even if we didnt manage close enough eachother.

   Kivanc, I always care you, mind you. and still. But always blaming myself coz of not being able to be close.

  The best communication is maybe feelings, but last night I hugged you then I feeled that I missed you so much.

   And now. you have gone. I miss you more. My dear brother. be sure, All of us will wait for you. until that day. And also your place at home. Bört, too...

Tuesday, 25 February 2014

You and Me

    We couldnt achieve somthing. Neither Eastern nor Western. We should have been free, should have had shining eyes without self interests, with love, brotherhood, equalty for all of us. 

   We are wanted to control, rule, dominate and consume our beautiful things inside by who is above us.

   Im walking on a road, my feet are stepping slowly. Im seeing many huge worlds on the road. They are living with happiness. 

   But Sky is so far, after all, blue. Top of the trees, leafs, branches are meeting with the Sky. As if trying to hold on.

   And a Bird, thinking something by looking at far under the breeze and cold. Maybe She/ He wants to leave  behind him/ her everything coz never want to beg anyone.

  That bird you and me dear... 

Tuesday, 18 February 2014

A Beautiful Foggy Day

    Today is a Foggy day. Always it reminds me something hidden come down  onto the earth and wandering in somewhere behind the huge smoke. 

   as if it means a power which covering and hugging the all earth. Its holding everywhere like a huge quilt. But the most thing, it came down so close to us and palpable, feelable, visible. 

   The nature shows us her huge and silent power with Fog. She sends us it and wants us to feel something. 

  And whenever the fog comes down from the sky, I feel happy. coz then I feel that there is something power which stronger then people. and suddenly can destroy everthing the people have done.

   Today in the morning I was feeling being trapped among somethings. But the Fog, reminded me once more somethings. So when I entered into the room by opening the door, the co-workers which have all surly face told me why I smiled.

   They didnt know that I also heard my beloved's beautiful sound. :)

Any Morning in this City

    Almost Every morning if you face with a surly, unsmiling face what would you think?

   Imagine, You woke up and the day is maybe cheerful or gloomy day for you. But after all you are trying to be happy, coz you've got some expectations from the future, the life is moving, the sun is rising onto the earth, trees, grasses, seas. Everything is again starting to born. even cats are starting to meow :)

   So then, you get in a car, and say good morning to someone...

   Yes this point is so important. coz you meet a slimy plastic potato face and a mouth which is frustrating :) the mouth is replying by saying "good morning"... hmm you can be scared. at the same time somthing is interesting happening that Folds of that mouth is suddenly smiling like full of animal meat in a balloon and suddenly again coming back the normal position of it. Then you're confused that where you are and with and why. 

   Wheels of the car are moving to somewhere among the smoke, pressed concretes and machines. 

   But The Sun is continuing to rise with all his power to give something.

Monday, 2 December 2013


In order to be in beyond physics, 
like to touch the fact of the heart,
like to belong the dark sea of your eyes, 
like to hug the land, 
like to take a breath deeply, 
like to see the dark blue sky through trees
like to permiate endless of space

Wednesday, 23 October 2013

To be able to understand

   In order to be able to percieve to anotherone's feelings might be so difficult espacially nowadays between couples, friends, familes. This problem tells impressively in Red film which was made by Kieslowsky. What the film wants to tell is that in fast-paced lifestyle and society give us lack of understanding and insensitivity between eachother the most. Nearly everything is that about our life is incomplete whenever couples speak to eachother in the film. They want to understand but cant achive it. Speakings take place usually by phone. Phone is a perfect symbol that the director used. That is a machine, a tech symbol that tell us about today's world.

   So today when i spoke to my soul (girl firend) on the mobilephone i felt it. to tell the topic is not important in here now but i might say that im worried about her whenever she is not beside me. Maybe i think of her so much or im right to think about her. After all, she is not just my beloved. she is my daughter as well. and please whenever i want to know excatly on time about what happend. Understand me and quickly let's omit this topic without discussion. I love you so much. :)

Thursday, 10 October 2013

Things that i've seen about life

Today, in the morning, i dreamed again. i was going to space with a friend. im was in a narrow spaceship and i was asking tiny things my friend. That was my first dream. After that i found my self in a place in the world with a friend and my mum. we were walking a point to get on the spaceship. I looked at the sky. The sun already dissapeared and the moon was in the air. when i looked at the sky i saw the moon and many bats which cover in front of the moon. They were flying and passing from the moon. Then we got a iron tower. The tower made many iron bars. We had to climb stairs. I was really fed up. it was so difficult to climb even to hold bars. But we started to climb with a friend and my mum. at the end we achived to come tip of the tower. There was a old window i looked out from the window. Then i turned my back and i found my self that i already woke up.

for long time i've dreamd about journeys. and many nightmare. in this dream which is above, i was really fed up, in fact tired. so it means nowadays really im tired by life.

Sunday, 14 July 2013

Madde ve Ruh

İçimde kara birşey var hiç söküp atamadığım. Sürekli beni yenmeye çalışan, yok etmeye çalışan birşey. iyiliğin ve kötülüğün, saflığın ve kirlenmişliğin, nefretin ve sevginin kavgasını ben ödüyor gibiyim. Bedenim ve ruhum. Zavallı bir ağaç gibi. Tutunmaya çalışıyor toprağa... Çocukluğum diyorum. Herşeyin başladığı yer... Toprakla oynadığım anlarım geliyor aklıma... Maddeye bürünmemeliydim ben. Kalmalıydım ince bir ruh olarak kainatta bir yerlerde. Şimdi ise acı çekiyorum üzerimi ve etrafımı saran maddi dünyadan. Ağırlığı ruhumla savaşıyor. Metalden bir avuç gibi sıkıyor yüreğimi. Kanatları kırılmaya yakın bir meleğin gözyaşlarını taşıyorum. Yanlışım belki de, çok hemde. Ve İçimdeki karanlık belki de bu yüzden sürekli gitmemi söylüyor bana bu diyarlardan.

Sunday, 19 May 2013


Küçücüğüm, gözyaşına sığdırılmış bir yansıma kadar da sahteyim üstelik.
Yani kaldırımlarda resimler çizen bir çocuğun elleri gibiyim:
Beceriksizce; ama inançla; ama saf;
ama duruluyor hayat aniden yankılanan topuk seslerinin karanlık ışığında.

Nefes alışverişlerim, diyorum. Unutuyorum ellerimi, yüzümü, gölgemi.
Yalnız bir rüzgar, hissiz bir görevli gibi esip geçiverirken içimden kaldırım taşlarına.
Ben, diyorum; dökülüyorum. Savruluyorum yaprak yaprak her karşılaşmamda kendimle.
Yaşam, senin için durulmalar koşturmacası...

Oysa ki daha küçücüğüm, demiştim. Göz yaşına sığdırılmış bir yansıma kadar da sahteyim üstelik. Yani kimliksiz ve kimsesizim.