Looking for my voice
I'm looking for a sound
To start a new poem
Inevitable as a birth scream
The first cry of the child is beautiful
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Because our hearts
Sprinkle bottles with horses
Our angelic hand
It picks up water and grows
It is based on fire and demire
Our hearts are furiously beaten
It steeled.
Only a small core at the bottom
It shines like a tear.
Boyfriends with their children's toddlers
It boils, it drips.
I'm looking for a sound
For a new song
With hope like the first words of children,
A voice to be heard with joy,
Because despair is forbidden
The frosting tree will give the shoot,
The rock will crack, the seed will grow.
But I lost my voice
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My hand is not afraid of fire,
Like all women in my country, my fingernails are blunt
I can get a hot pot from the fire
Breathing heartbeat.
My heart keeps hope with the calligraphy,
Waiting with a small glow
The core is not afraid of fire.
#POEM : Sennur Sezer
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