Chapters from the Diary of a Grey Poet

Mademki gelmeyecektin, niye yurdumu sordun? Ben de söylemedim, vatanım sensin diye. Mademki sormayacaktın, neden derdimi dinledin? Keşke anlatabilseydim, Vatan sağ olsun, diye.

Günler geçti oldu yıllar anlamadım nasıl gitti benden habersiz kaldım tek başıma sevmedim hayatı hak etmedim böyle bir hüznü P.S: since i have started dreaming in turkish, i thought to myself why not write in it too....so here it is, my first poem in turkce<3

For someone who said never again, you sure like to linger, to hope. Though hope is a fickle thing. It dreams where nightmares begin. Still, one night of escape shall not hurt us, I hope. We will lay our heads on grass, gaze upon the stars, our souls dancing in the clouds. In that moment, we shall dream. After all, we are dreamers, and dreamers don't fall. Especially from their clouds.                                                                      -Trixie