My God Is Black. Hıdır Eren Çelik

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      Hıdır Eren Çelik

      My God is black

      Poems

      Free Pen Verlag

       www.freepenverlag.de

      ISBN 978-3-945177-15-0

      Dieses E-Book umfasst die im Band »Mein Gott ist schwarz«

       ISBN 978-3-938114-21-5 erschienenen Gedichte in englischer Sprache.

      Alle Rechte vorbehalten / Tous droits réservés / All rights reserved

       Searching

      Searching for a job

      Searching for a residence

      Searching for a red-haired woman

      Searching for some love in a foreign country

      Searching for old clothes, cars and furniture

      Searching, searching for everything,

      Searching for myself on a dead-end street

      Searching for my honor, which I lost in Germany

      Searching for my smile, which I hung at the front door in my

      Homeland

      Searching for friendship without obstacles

      Searching …

      Searching for something big

      Searching more, until I have found my desires

      I am searching …

      are you searching with me as well?

      I am searching for you within me

      Because you have lost yourself too

      Let us search together …

      until, with the sunrise, we have retrieved all our lost desires

      Searching …

      Let us search for blooming sunflowers in far-away lands

      stretching in fraternity high towards the sun

       Longing

      The blood in my veins

      flows

      Day and Night

      As the Munzur flows

      perpetually

      in far-away lands

      with great yearnings

      The longing

      awakens me

      Day and night

      In the dreamboat full of memories

      I am as old

      as the history of the Munzur

      And I am as young as

      red carnations on mount Ararat

      I am as fruitful as mother earth

      Day and night

      The longings flow to foreign lands

      Where I live in exile

      As a displaced person

      The longings

      flow as silently as the Munzur

      in the night …

      The longings

      flow in great haste like the Euphrates

      between high mountains to far-away lands

      Time passes painfully in my heart

      The longings flow like the Munzur into the course of history

       Silence

      I am guilty

      because I keep silent

      while my homeland is being turned into a nuclear barrel

      I am guilty

      because I tie the knot of the noose

      while my brother is being executed

      I am guilty

      because I keep silent

      while my freedom is being shot!

       The Cries

      A little girl

      cried for help

      cried in German, in Turkish

      for help …

      Leave my daddy

      here at home with me

      A pregnant woman

      cried for help

      with weeping eyes

      tears were running down her face

      she cried in German, in Turkish

      for help…

      Please let me be here with my husband

      so that he can love

      and hold our child

      A mother

      cried for help

      cried for help

      Leave my son with me …

      The little girl

      the pregnant woman

      the mother of the boy …

      they all cried for help

      in German, in Turkish

      cried, even though no one gave СКАЧАТЬ