clear water/in the night sky
the stars are falling
on me/…
i choose one
the smart moon is grinning
from the end of their shoulders
the clouds laid an ambush
i have torn the white veil
of the night/…
my star becomes the sun
i’m reaching out
my lips are frozen
my heart is shivering flame
i had ignited its wick
i…want my dream back
i seek shelter in mountains
i the fugitive/timid
my star becomes an island
i’m begging you fisherman
stop
my star is drowning
questioning the sea and the sun/what?
i return to my night
silently
and counting one by one
my star is missing
and my dream disappears
i’m looking for the clock
the hour hand and the minute hand don’t exist
i couldn’t care less about the time
and cross with myself
i wake-up to the new day
in one painted and decorated coffin
i…want my dream back.


Poem by: Atilla Elüstün 30.1.2005- Emirgan/İstanbul
Translation by: Günsel Djemal