Spring Rains..

SPRING RAINS

In the absence of building new walls from paving stones.
I hide a loneliness in every corner.
I laid the foundation on the streets wuth every stone you stepped on going.
I sprinkled every bit of my crumled self like rain.
Still, the spring trees that I planted on the road did not bloom.
So;
It was irreversible from the road
It was futile to wait.
The autumn leaves falling from is branch could not find life with spring rains.
Then go dear!
If the roses did not bloom, in his absence:
Neither be you, nor me.
Let us both be in this being!
Only vast horizons can embrace us.
Our eyebals can meet only at high altitudes.
Come on!
Let's be the sky, dear!

                           Yazan: Yüsra TURAMAN