Monday, July 1, 2019

SEMIH BILGIÇ



SEMIH BILGIÇ

SHE

footsteps does not be hear
she puts own breathle
no fingerprints but
she putted own shadow
maybe she was a desolate woman
like she putted own scream

she lived in the void
she putted own dreams latest









SHELTER PORT

eyes deepened
in the sharpness of pain
the storm appeared
on the inland seas

there is no shelter port at nearby









BRIEFLY

We need a quiet soul.
Without storms in a life.
They feelt always but they do not know.
Life is big ocean.

in captain looking book

SEMIH BILGIÇ






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