Burning The Rome, Hugging The Juliet...Any More???

Burning the Rome without any haste,
Hugging the Juliet for the dreamy nature of senselessness
Isn’t this the meaning of clever creation of thoughts without any aims, no more hopes...
Let me explain your reflection to the innervision of me,
Lucky you, no feel you have pleasure?
Then, let me begin feel that hollow structure like a drop from the sky , my craziness,
It continues...

Difficult to be understood, to tell you the “You!” by my doubleness;
However , not even said up to now
Reason of my mood to go to the absolute far faraways
As a regeneration of my never-existed love
May be, it was so easy to forget;
But a new birth spontaneously happened not depending anything
Nonsense to say also the reason, my mind can’t work at that point,
I feel sin of you, may be mine!

At least challenge with me at one point, that is ,
Could you love like I loved you, but not you,the real
Compassion, neverlasting high ego satisfaction, like thrown as a garbage
Or always in a trend for cry
Piece of a whole, as you can imagine,
The situation of “A forgotten world due to his love”, an illness
Even not know whether the soul inside or outside,
May be a forsaken body, never-ending

Even all these pessi-situations can force me to say
“I wish she could be happier with an other”
Into two loops, separation of my mind that goes infinity without any initial...
Not even know whether certain or not about that wish, no definition
Can you? Little lady, the lady of semblance! Or, haven’t u evolved, so far

It’s my pleasure to have such a greed trying to explain
Always, me the unlucky taken the first steps without considering the results
Welcome to the set of inefficient elements! This should be your pleasure...
Just look a little different such as u looked before, and let me start again

Not a Good Start but...(Çaglar Özdemir...)