Poems by Tarana Turan Rahimli / Translator: Sevil Gulten

Poems by Tarana Turan Rahimli
 
 
We were not created for each other
 
We are human beings of two different worlds,
It is dark in one world, it is light in other one.
Two different hearts, two different opinions,
We were not created for each other.
 
My wishes are like sailless ship,
Your waves can’t push me.
This love may become a grief like a parting,
We were not created for each other.
 
I don’t want the heat of love scorch you
I can’t bear the flames of love.
Who heard summer and winter united?
We were not created for each other.
 
I think all people on my way are angels,
But for you all people around you are tricksters.
What is the use of deceiving yourself?
We were not created for each other.
 
Each of us has different spirit, let’s not be divided
Let’s not shove each other on the train of life.
Let’s not set a road the end of which is seen beforehand
We were not created for each other.
 
 
 
I am a woman
 
I am not a painter
But I know a lot of colors
Most of painters are unaware of them:
Color of love, color of longing, color of grief…
 
I am not a composer
But I am able to hear the sounds
Of which any composer can’t hear:
Sound harmony of parting, joining and hope.
 
I am not a gardener
But as I feel the scents of flowers,
I also can feel the scent of days and months
Fragrant garland of colorful feelings
Gives a charm to my life.
 
I am not a painter,
I am not a composer,
I am not a gardener either…
I am a woman
Whom the God created
In a pleasant hour…
There is the light of love of God
In my eyes and in my heart…
 
 
 
Don’t look like me, my daughter!
 
They resemble you to me, my daughter,
Don’t look like me, my daughter!
Look at my gray hairs,
Don’t look like me, my daughter!
 
I eat a grief the clock round,
I undress sorrow and put on grief.
I warn you as much as early,
Don’t look like me, my daughter!
 
Hide patience inside of you,
Hide your secrets inside of you,
Hide your face from the sorrow
Don’t look like me, my daughter!
 
Pay attention neither to creeping shadow,
Nor try to be knocked at any time.
Become flames, try to destroy darkness,
Don’t look like me, my daughter!
 
All around me are devils,
They don’t let me become myself.
Oh, my darling, try to find your own being
Don’t look like me, my daughter!
 
 
Translator: Sevil Gulten
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