The Smell of Thousand Carnation

A poem for Raj KAPOOR

Posted in Labels: 2006, December, hale, Istanbul, Oyal, Raj Kapoor Fanclub, Turkey

( A poem for Raj KAPOOR)


THE SMELL OF THOUSANDS CARNATION

Snow is about falling
Night approaches
Through my window winter settle in

from my eyes to yours starry celestial passing by
my bossom being fondled by thousands of carnation
Therein from my eyes serenely I am collecting the stars
Autumn wind in the thick of my hair and hands
I am escape from my self
To face with solemn images of my face
That bleeding
Breaking in to thousands at mirrors

Snow is about falling
Night approaches
Through my window winter settle in

Time afterall is a locker marching backwards
blooming by the smell of thousands carnation
Thus can not be opened…

Hale Oyal

December 2006 / Istanbul / TURKEY ( Translated turkish into english by Erkut Tokman )

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A poem for Raj Kapoor

A poem For Raj Kapoor - Mera Naam Joker

Posted in Labels: 2007, hale, Istanbul, Mera Naam Joker, Oyal, Turkey

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Solitude Invisible or MERA NAAM JOKER

Now,
Time, is a long movie, black and white
gets wet
in my hands...

Now,
Time, is a automn's bird, rainy
looks by my eyes
weary...

A solitude invisible
In the wardrobes
runs away from the crowd
by the shadow plays...

And
In the twilight of the sunset
A joker, old-fashioned, shouts slowly:

" The game is over
Close the curtains ! "




Hale Oyal

July 2007 - ISTANBUL / TURKEY

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I Want to See You

“I want to see you.

Know your voice.

Recognize you when you
first come 'round the corner.

Sense your scent when I come 
into a room you've just left.

Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.

Become familiar with the way 
you purse your lips
then let them part, 
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.

I want to know the joy 
of how you whisper 
"more” 
― Rumi

Number One Teacher

Number One Teacher

(Name of teacher),
I'm happy that you're my teacher;
I enjoy each lesson you teach.
As my role model you inspire me
To dream and to work and to reach.

With your kindness you get my attention;
Every day you are planting a seed
Of curiosity and motivation
To know and to grow and succeed.

You help me fulfill my potential;
I'm thankful for all that you've done.
I admire you each day, and I just want to say,
As a teacher, you're number one!

By Joanna Fuchs

A Teacher Gets A+

The Teacher Gets A+

I look forward to your class
When I come to school.
You're an awesome teacher;
I think you're very cool.

You're smart and fair and friendly;
You're helping all of us.
And if I got to grade you,
From me you'd get A+!

By Joanna Fuchs

A Teacher Who is Just Right

A teacher who is just right

Have you had a teacher
That makes your heart glow
A teacher is wonderful
A teacher whom you feel honored to have

A teacher who you can laugh or cry with
A teacher whom you can love no matter what they do
A teacher who looks up to you when you don't know
A teacher who just seems to understand you

A teacher who you think about day and night
A teacher whom you pray for as you go to bed
A teacher who is there when need them to
Thoughts of them are always in your head

A teacher who shares with you there ups and downs
A teacher who is there for you in school
A teacher who you share all your smiles with replacing al your frowns 

Rosa Tenezaca

Our Guru

Let's honor
Our guru,
Who taught us
The craft and art
Of living.

Let's salute
Our guru,
Who instructed us
To mind our
Ps and Qs.

Let's regard
Our guru,
Who sowed the seeds
Of etiquette
To lead a social life.

Let's wish
Our guru,
Who enlightened us
The true sentiments
Of courtesy.

Let's remember
Our guru,
Who coached us
The real gentlemsnship
In sport.

Let's esteem
Our guru,
Who approached us
To be fair
In every respect.

Let's awe
Our guru,
Who spoke of ethics
Which made us
Praiseworthy citizens.

- M Rezvie Omerdeen
   Matale
   Sri Lanka.

The Cream of the Society

In the good old days,
My home-town
Was beautified
By  well-mannered men.
They were
The Cream of the Society.
Nowadays,
The Society is there,
What's lacking
Is the Cream.

M Rezvie Omerdeen
36/19 Harrison Jones' Rd,
Matale
Sri Lanka

In Politics

In politics,
They say,
There are
Either
Permanent friends
Or
Permanent enemies.
May be because
There is no
Permanent policy.

M Rezvie Omerdeen
38/19 Harrison Jones' Rd
Matale.
Sri Lanka

Mistakes and Successes

Either from our mistakes
Or from our successes,
If we could learn something,
That'd be better.

M Rezvie Omerdeen
36/19 Harrison Jones' Rd
Matale
Sri Lanka