Poem
Behçet Necatigil
IN LOVE
Love, you put off till tomorrowTimid, reverent, tongue-tied.
Unknown you remained
To all your kin.
Through concerns never ending,
(I know you never wanted it that way)
The feelings that welled in your heart
Never swelled
When a glance was enough to reveal everything.
You expected longer days to come
Speaking of love in minutes was ugly to you
That the years would pass in such a hurry,
In such a fuss never crossed your mind.
In your secret garden
There were flowers
blossoming at night, alone.
You regarded too trifling to give
Or somehow, you hadn’t enough time.
SEVGİLERDE
SEVGİLERDE
Sevgileri yarınlara bıraktınızÇekingen, tutuk, saygılı.
Bütün yakınlarınız
Sizi yanlış tanıdı.
Bitmeyen işler yüzünden
(Siz böyle olsun istemezdiniz)
Bir bakış bile yeterken anlatmaya her şeyi
Kalbinizi dolduran duygular
Kalbinizde kaldı.
Siz geniş zamanlar umuyordunuz
Çirkindi dar vakitlerde bir sevgiyi söylemek.
Yılların telâşlarda bu kadar çabuk
Geçeceği aklınıza gelmezdi.
Gizli bahçenizde
Açan çiçekler vardı,
Gecelerde ve yalnız.
Vermeye az buldunuz
Yahut vaktiniz olmadı.
From: Eski Toprak
Publisher: Varlık Yayınları, İstanbul
Publisher: Varlık Yayınları, İstanbul
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IN LOVE
Love, you put off till tomorrowTimid, reverent, tongue-tied.
Unknown you remained
To all your kin.
Through concerns never ending,
(I know you never wanted it that way)
The feelings that welled in your heart
Never swelled
When a glance was enough to reveal everything.
You expected longer days to come
Speaking of love in minutes was ugly to you
That the years would pass in such a hurry,
In such a fuss never crossed your mind.
In your secret garden
There were flowers
blossoming at night, alone.
You regarded too trifling to give
Or somehow, you hadn’t enough time.
From: Eski Toprak
IN LOVE
Love, you put off till tomorrowTimid, reverent, tongue-tied.
Unknown you remained
To all your kin.
Through concerns never ending,
(I know you never wanted it that way)
The feelings that welled in your heart
Never swelled
When a glance was enough to reveal everything.
You expected longer days to come
Speaking of love in minutes was ugly to you
That the years would pass in such a hurry,
In such a fuss never crossed your mind.
In your secret garden
There were flowers
blossoming at night, alone.
You regarded too trifling to give
Or somehow, you hadn’t enough time.
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