LIFE IS A FAST TRAIN – Poem by Tarana Turan Rahimli / Translator: Sevil Gulten

Poem by Tarana Turan Rahimli

 

LIFE IS A FAST TRAIN

My God, who is driving me out?
Who is making me breathless?
Who is hurrying the life?
Who is hurrying inside of me?

The years are fast train,
The month is over as it begins.
The weeks shove each other,
The days are lost in hurry.

The nights and daytime
As if fights against me.
I am competing with a second,
The hours escape out of my hands.

The moments soak into the memory.
Everything turns and become past.
The days break in a hurry,
The days are over in a hurry.

I don’t know when time passes
Because of number of works.
The time that I didn’t dear to spend myself
Is pulled off me by the time.

Today turns to yesterday all of a sudden
I am going embracing the next day.
I don’t live my own life,
I only fly above it.

 

Translator: Sevil Gulten

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