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  • Cry an ocean

    I want to cry an oceanfor all the years I haven’t criedsince I was a childfor I was strongI want to cry an oceanfor all the years I have been numbFeel the pain, grief and sorrow Be swept away by fear and angerthen find peace in my heartand loveNo more of strongEnoughI want to cry…

  • Deadlock

    I didn’t know how to love myselfSo, I was blind to seeyou didn’t love meYou didn’t know how to love yourself So, you naively thoughtyou loved meWe mixed up fear of losswith lovefor that was what we have ever knownOne morningI kissed my fear instead of youDeadlock broke free

  • What if

    What if you and I hadn’t lost each otherin unspoken wordsWe hadn’t walked alonethe paths we have choseninto different worldsWhat if I hadn’t told you that I met someone and you hadn’t moved awayWhat if we had danced and dancedforeverfor that was all we could speakWhat if you had stayed and waited for my returnlike…

  • Ballerina

    Ballerina in whiteGentle hands, strong feetYou spin and spin and spinaround yourselflike the worldfor it is yourswhen you spinYou tiptoe and rise aboveThe earth looks smallunder your feetYou flyafter your dreamsYou spin and spin and spinto your freedomEndless well of joy spreads aroundfrom your porcelain fingerson to the stage of illusionsYour smile, your cryyour tears…

  • In rainbow colors

    Little girlwith a pony tailholds her heart in her handsIt is for the worldto give awayIn rainbow colorsher heart is big, shiny, plentyThe sun takes it and smilesThe flowers take it and smileThe fish take it and smileLittle girlwith a pony tailstill has plenty of her heartIn rainbow colorsShe gives it to the humansThey take…

  • Oneness

    Little water dropSo pure, fresh, beautifulYou leave your family in the seaAnd drop into my handfor a momentto spark my joyto bring me my messageThen you go back to the skyto reunite with your familySo will we

  • Certainly

    by Candan Ercetin – lyrics of a Turkish song If the sun sets every evening and then rises again every morningIf the flowers fade and then blossom againIf the deepest wounds healAnd the greatest pains are forgottenTell me why I shall fear lifeTell me why I shall remain the sameCertainly, at times I will blossom…

  • In unspoken words

    Deep in his eyes I see the pain and sorrow, the joy and sunshine, all at onceIn his touch I feel the tender heart and the deeply rooted tree to lean on, all at onceIn his voice I hear the calm wisdom and the storms that have gone by, all at onceWho are you?You are…

  • The guesthouse

    by Mevlana Jalal al-din Rumi This being human is a guesthouse. Every morning new arrival. A joy, depression, meanness, Some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows Who violently sweep your house Empty of its furniture Still treat each guest honorably. He may…

  • Free

    by Orhan Veli Kanik We live freeAir is free, clouds are freeValleys and hills are freeRain and mud are freeThe outside of carsThe entrances of cinemasAnd the shop windows are freeBread and cheese cost money, butStale water is freeFreedom can cost your headBut prison is freeWe live free.