Tuesday, August 1, 2023





-In the very heart of the night, my heart flutters. It finds its tongue like telling an old fairy tale.

I paint your undeniable presence on the walls with its most beautiful colors.-

Where the night has withdrawn

When the moon has wrapped the beach without you in its light

When in the whispers of the wind

When waving goodbye to the impossible

After the ship outgoing

That very night

The mirror that took my face out of my hands

Had sunk into the deep waters of reunion.

Now on the same sea

We are two timid alone . . .

In the downpour of the memories

Our skins wake from sleep.

Our voices wander in space,

And interlace bodilessly.


Translated By Baki Yiğit




İt's very cold, it's snowing," said the mother.

The boy ran to the window.

He wiped the mist off the glass with his tiny hands.

He put his forehead to the glass

“My father is coming,” she said.

Dreaming of a man from far away

"look! If you want to look mommy"


An avalanche fell on a heart again

He left the room

By ignoring.

The mother cried silently.


The Mirror

O God, please let me get into bed one night with thoughts without you. And let me not get undressed to loneliness. Let me lie flat once over lightly and let me not see you on the walls. What is it? You’re there on the ceiling.


Dreams drop from the September leaves

One by one on my bed

Memories handcuff my hands

Loneliness blankets

Love-lies-bleeding laments

Oleanders cover my body

Unheard screams cut my sleep

Time grinds down a life in my bed

While searching for a light in dark

A bottomless pit all around me…

It attracts you into its darkness

I am resisting tonight stubbornly towards you.

I washed my eyes with the sun, and light stuck in my pupils.

O mirror, you wouldn’t be able to get it even though you want them!

Even though you would be on the ceiling, I will not close my eyes,

To be buried into darkness.

I will not give up in the hands of loneliness.

Memories won’t be handcuffs for my arms…

You too will see the light in my eyes.


You will get lost in the missing time. You will crack, you will break, and I will propagate in you. I will be present in every part of you, and the light in your pupils in every piece of you. You won’t be able to hold on to the ceiling as you will be dropping on me, falling apart to pieces…


I will no longer be in my bed.


English Translation By Mesut Şenol




LEYLA IŞIK: Educator-Poet-Writer-Artist-Painter. She graduated from Teacher Training College in Usak and Faculty of Education of Eskisehir Anadolu University. She had worked as a teacher for many years. She, Vice President of KIBATEK and International Organization and Project Coordinator, organized the 31st,34 th, 39th, 40 th, 42 nd, 44 the KIBATEK International Litrary Festivals and attended India World Poetry Festival organized by Pentasy B in Hydarabadand “Golden Word” International Literary Festival in Uzbekistan.

Her Awards:2003 - İksder-İzmir Culture and Art Association "Halikarnas Fisher CevatŞakir" First Prize Poetry Award, 2008 – Şaire Mehseti Gencevi (MŞM) Honorary Diploma on behalf of Azerbaijani Baku Poet Mesheti Genjevi for Serving Turkish World Literature. 2013 – Atilla İlhan Friendship and Fidelity Medallion from Platform of Love Izmir 2015 - World Young Writers Association (DGTYB) Literary Award, 2016 - Rumen Dialect, Poetry, Art, Literature Platform International Literature, Friendship and Peace Prize. 2017-Pablo Neruda Cultural Association” Neruda Award 2017”award- Italy Pablo Neruda Cultural Association” Representative for Turkey of Pablo- Neruda-Italy Honorary Member of Italian Cultural Association Pablo Neruda Chief Representative of the World Notation Writers ‘union in Turkey-Kazakhstan  Hyderabad India World Poetry Festival Pentasi B 2017 "Inspirational poetry" award Fellowship Certificate-Fellow of the Regal world of Scribes (FRWS) India World Poetry Festival “Writers Corner - Warangal Medal”  India World Poetry Festival Writers Corner Warangal “The Enchanting Muse Award" World Nations Writers “Union Kazakhstan “Pride of the Globe-2017, WNWU” in Response to exceptional commitment and devotion to literature 2018-OPA-Poetry Archive’s Assignment of Publication  OPA Our Poetry Archive featured poet of the month March. World Award in Literature - 2018, WNWU 2019-Motivational strips “AMBASSADOR DE LITERATURE 2020-Peruvian Union "Literary Excellent Award" Hispanom Dial De Escritores, Motivation           Strips, World Nations Writers Union Chile Diploma and Certificate of Honor Romania International Academy of Arts and Letters Certificate Morocco "International Creativity and Humanity Certificate" India / Daman "World Illustrated Poetry Forum" Grand Woman Poet Award for great success in high virtue assessment

Her books: HUZUR ÇERÇEVEM (E) poetry, SERÜVEN KUŞU İÇİMİN ÖYKÜSÜ poetry – poetic expression, YENİDEN YAŞAMAK GİBİ short story ,BİR BAŞKA DÜŞ (E) poetry - poetic expression, DODAQ İZLERİN poetry -translated and published at Vektör University, DÜŞLERİMİ (Ç) ALDIM ,UYKUSUZ ESRİK GECENİN SABAHINDA ,ULUSLARARASI EDEBİYAT ŞÖLENİ ŞİİR ANTOLOJİSİ Besides  KIBATEK

Aegean Cultural Platform Theatre Coordinator, Literature Association Member , Member of International Activist Artists Association, She is also Turkey Representative and Honorary Member of Italy Pablo Neruda Cultural Association, Member and Turkey representative of World Nation Writers Association. Her poems are published in international anthologies; Galaksi  Poetike  Atanis, Grami Romanesc, Global Voices of 21st Century female Poets QUEEN, Poetry in the Park Collection No 4,Antologia Poetica KIBATEK festival 39 (Italy), www.mearteka.net, Antologia Amaravati Poetic Prism 2018,2019 Her articles and poems have been translated into German, Albanian, Arabic, Romanian, Bosnian, Bulgarian, Dutch, Italian, English and Azeri Turkish, Spanish, Macedonian, Urdu, Chinese by published in anthologies in various journals both in Turkey and abroad. She is painter, received theatre training, writes heather plays besides poetry, short stories and essays. She is the poet of passion, longing, love and struggle.

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