You can’t draw my picture – Tarana Turan RAHİMLİ / Translator: Sevil Gulten

Poem by Tarana  Turan RAHİMLİ

 

You can’t draw my picture

You can draw a picture of a tree or a stone
You can draw picture of fading winter in spring
You can take all what you see in this world,
You can’t draw my picture…

You can resemble my eyes and eyelashes,
Even you can find the color of my word.
You can draw the blind patience inside of me,
You can’t draw my picture.

Maybe you can draw the heart of a stranger,
Maybe you may knock down the expectation in my inside.
Maybe you may pour my spirit into the paints,
You can’t draw my picture.

My image will always be in front of your eyes,
But you can’t be able to see my own being.
Your lifetime may be over, but that picture won’t be over,
You can’t draw my picture.

Translator: Sevil Gulten

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