Who can give the right answer to that question?

As there will be dense discussion in the years to come over _________ our world will be maintained despite many obstacles, the scientists are rather busy.

A) the fact that
B) what
C) how
D) even so
E) however

Sessizliği Dinle; Gizli aşkıma

İçimin sert esen rüzgârı çığlıklar attığında,
Sen bence sessizliği dinle
Anlarsın sensizliğimde aslında yaşıyorum seninle
Yüreğimde kanayan gözyaşlarında sesin kazılı
Nefes alış verişlerimde kalp atışların yazılı
Kalabalıkların arasında bilinmeyen sesler yayıldığında,
Bence sen sessizliği dinle
Dinlersin o zaman kalbim atıyor nefesinle

Gecelerin sabaha vuslat vurduğu anlarda,
Sensizliğin sessiz çığlıklarının ortaya çıktığı zamanlarda
Bence sen yine de sessizliği dinle
Anlatır sana; gözlerim parlıyor hayalinle

Sensizlikteki sessizlik hayatın yegâne masalı
Bence bu gereksiz yüreği kurban niyetine asmalı

Okan EMANET

Sonnet #5 : no more line, no being so fine; dedicated to my secret love :(:(

In the long run of this life vanished many traces of line,
The inner wall of my heart is hinged with roads of scars,
How on earth I am expected to find a way to become fine!
Since your disappearance, that being has been filled with tars
Since your previous existence, that pale structure had flowered
Actually, rhymes and melodies cannot dance with your sense
Furthermore, I have got to carry a mass of body so lowered
In that manner, imagination and supposition are kept in a fence
Where labyrinths have put me into the hysteria ever told
Inside my soul is ticking the number of the days till I die
There is a man afterwards henceforth getting old and old
While watching the curtains of clouds, I am about to fly

Something really curious is pulling me into a callous core
Haplessly, I have been grown out of the resolution-door

Patience, for the sake of my secret love :(:(

I am going to get down on writing the life story of Okan Emanet,
who is too shabby and miserable to deserve the throne of love-set
The lines will be all filled with the excellence of your paradise-eyes
As days will follow all the nights, this heart will pursue your very presence
The rank of being a self beside your dreams is too much for this sense
There will be sentences of longings for you; there will be the song of tears
There will be hidden the words of scream for you; there will be cries of fears
The hours clicking the scent of your existence, there will be your dynasty
The pages of lamenting will touch upon the day when I see your beauty

Wall, dedicated to my secret love :(:(

Wall

I feel that the wall of my vein is thinning as minutes call for a farewell,
which brings with, after my death, a gate to heaven or hell
there will be no call on my gravestone, there will be only a cold wall
Whoa! the lady with endless gazes of stars and melting ice
Before the toll of death rings for that aching man,
will you hear of the sound screaming on your very eyes
will you touch the feel-nothing-sensational tan
will you henceforth lament for my going so far away
or will you stay behind a wall watching my corpse just like clay?

Written by
the master of loneliness,
loneliterature
Okan EMANET

THE EYES' HIDE OVER ME

Through the noon and the nights get started the kingdom of fights,
where aches off the wall and grievances in my soul taste all the sights
From the port at which I deserted who I really am, my sanity is covered with a hide,
Next to my humanity exists what is a melody in disguise; there is a road I can ride,
but with any attempt, the crying face of the sun falls down on me, making me mild,
No guides are present here and there around us, absent is the real sense of side
I am here crawling beside, waiting for my secret love begged to be my would-be bride
And the row and sow has shifted me into such a man in pursuit of what Ok-Em means,
my sparkling secrecy of love chases me to the marvelous hide of heaven and teens
As a man without the knowledge of what is meant by "first..."; I have got to know,
Swimming into the road of your eyes, this heart is day by day enhancing to grow
All the tints of masterpieces could only be invaluable over your skin and brow
Let my final destiny lie on your way, on your lip, on your lap and in your mornings
Let all the stars become really bright with the essence of your hand and longings

Secret love by Ok-Em

Secret love

For whose sake ...
Does the sky seem so blue,
Does anything appear that fake,
For whose sake ...
Does a living tan take
Does a survival make
For whose sake ... again
Does this mind of mine stay at stake
Merely for the sake of my secret love...

Tides of Sorrow, new Sonnet of mine

As in the form of a wavy sea
Tides of sorrow are in such a pursuit
The clicks on my heart stink and flee
Eradicating the sense in my soul, erasing love fruit
Tempted to weep in every second to pond
These eyes will account for the would-be river
Where the early lovers would swim, being quite fond
Some melody whispers merry, curiously making me surrender
Some song listens in to me, as if I were an inspiration
My visits to heaven get soaked rather tenderly
My journey to morrow is equipped with allegation
You have missed all the hours to touch gracefully

Tides of sorrow are snowing into my soul
Prays on your ways cling to the slope as a whole

Written by
the literature of loneliness
Okan EMANET


for the sake of my secret love

The Gun on me...

Mystery is a game left with only unknown scars,
Which you can dance by sleeping into a road of hell,
Surround yourself with a cell,
Try and sell your bloody body
Never put forward your damned smell
I want to go pale while your very skin is on sale,
I long to disappear just as you are to become pear,
A farewell to your inaccessibility...

written by
Ok-Em
for my hatred...

Only you..

Utter something smelling of you,
Drop all my tears down,
Shake my fate to the extent of death,
Charge a remarkable blame on my destiny,
Cut off my throat that will never speak of you,
Forget my name,
Tread over it for another one’s fame,
Rhymes get polluted in face with your presence,
Count the number of heart-beats that grind your incredible being,
Slay my very blood and soul,
Massacre me as a whole...

Written by
Ok-Em
for the sake of my secret love

Assumption

I assumed that I found the right heart to serve
That would never get on my sense-nerve
So as the same story goes to swerve,
Unfortunately, I am on the same curve
It has turned out that love is merely a murmur

Written by
Okan EMANET
for his secret love

At noon, dedicated to my love-serve lady

At Noon
The selves living in the palaces witness a truth
Life, as it is called, is a drama including every oath
Starting from youngster to adulthood, eating your youth
The tolls get to ring, bringing forward all the words to mouth
Please, God Let the clicking time come to end
May God block the universal rhyme
Nine, ten and eleven are coming out at noon
Having seated to the chair of loneliness, a man comes to think
“All the world’s living bodies are trying to stick into my heart,
Many drops of tears have dropped over since getting apart
There have been loads of scars in my soul,
This breath of my own cannot stand as a whole”

At noon, trivial is the rank of being king,
At noon, nobody can smile and sing,
At noon, eyes can only see the slope to cling,
At noon, try as much as you can, but you can’t fling,
At noon, the veins throughout my body long for you,
At noon, with the absence of your eyes finishes the hue
At noon, the expression of death is my own name...

written by okan emanet
literature of loneliness

Damla Damla Ferdi Tayfur Fransızca çeviri Aliye Bilgi'den...

Damla damla

Goutte à goutte

Açılmadım güller gibi

Je n’ai pas éclos comme les roses

Unutmadım eller gibi

Je n’ai pas oublié comme les étrangères

Boz bulanık seller gibi

Comme les rivières débourantes et floues

Çağladığım senin için

Le temps où J’ai murmuré est pour toi

Şimdi bilmem nerdesin

Comment peux-je savoir où tu te trouves maintenant

Benden uzak kiminlesin

Est-ce que c’est possible de savoir avec qui tu es

Damla damla gözümdesin

Guette à guette, tu es les larmes de mes yeux

Ağladığım senin için

Le temps où j’ai pleuré est pour toi

Sensiz hayat bir işkence

Sans toi, la vie me torture

Dilimdesin gündüz gece

Tu es dans ma paroles nuit et jour

Satır satır hece hece

Ligne à ligne, syllabe à syllabe

Şarkılarım senin için

Tous mes chansons sont pour toi

Garip der ki neyleyim

Cet homme pauvre dit, est-ce qu’il y a d’autre chose que je peux faire?

Derdimi kime söyleyeyim

İl ajoute, à qui je m’épanche

Can vermeden gel göreyim

Viens ici avant que je ne rende cette âme

Öleceğim senin için

Je mourirai pour toi

İbadetim senin için

Ma prière est pour toi

Dualarım senin için

Mes espoirs sont pour toi

Sanma Sana Dönerim (Değerli Öğrencim Aliye Bilgi'nin kaleminden)

Sanma sana dönerim

N’assumes pas je te retournerai

Düştüm yine çaresiz gurbetin yollarına

Déséspérement, je m’ai en route de l’exil

Ne o resmini isterim ne selam gönder bana

Je ne veux ni cette photo de toi ni m’envoies de salutations

Alıştım yokluğuna hasret nedir bilirim

Je m’ai adapté à ton absence, je sais ce que l’aspiration vraiment signifie

Eğer yolum düşerse sanma sana gelirim

Si je passe près de ta route ,n’assumes pas je te retournerai

Geçti artık sevgilim bir daha dönmem geri

C’est fini mon amour, je ne retourne jamais

Güldürmedin gözlerimi sevdiğim günden beri

Tu ne me déride rien dépuis de jour que je t’ai aimé

Alıştım yokluğuna hasret nedir bilirim

Je m’ai adapté à ton absence , je sais ce que l’aspiration vraiment signifie

Eğer yolum düşerse sanma sana gelirim

Si je passe près de ta route, n’assumes pas je te retournerai

one of the songs by the king of invaluable songs, Ferdi Tayfur

One of the songs by Ferdi Tayfur in English version

Street Lamps

Street Lamps September 10th, 2009

Click to listen to the song

Unfortunately, life is endowed with a blanket,
No need to yell that I am no longer net...
Stars have forgotten to spell my name
Whereas people have withered as the same...
Lurking all along the street to seek fame
Thunders don’t dance, there is no lance
My hands have fallen aside, an empty stance
Look into the eyes of yellow waving only tears
There is a man only laden with fears
I am not the man others can remember
Just delete my breathing, bury me to December
No power left on my feet, ready to surrender
I’m walking under the street lamps
Nothing can be dubbed for me other than tramps
Saw my heart with a sword,
Curve it to only one word
“Endless Loneliness”

Just tell me...

Having long been discussing with the man in the mirror,
I am constantly asking the same question that is tender
“Why on earth do I deserve the heartless and callous manner?”
Every minute stinks into my soul just as the nights surrender
Every clicking sound on the watch heralds only one word-blender
“All has become in vain so far, All is meaningless in that life”
The fate has taken bliss and merry away, cutting just like a knife
How is it possible for my very beloved to tell me I am a big liar,
Even though she knows I am placing her to a point as ever higher?
Songs don’t dance as before in my brain; the words’ casting drains
I cannot get my feelings to commence a novel thing for all gains
How on earth did you manage to blame me for being a thoughtless man,
Although you should have already realized that you are my unique fan?
Is that righteous? Just tell me, just tell me ....
Every point of my body shivers just as the wake water splashes on the sink,
My eyes bleed of your absence, whereas you neglect how your name is written in ink;
Just tell me, therefore, how did you dare to say that Okan is a big liar?

Waiting for you on the judgment of the day

May you gain no benefit from what I have given,
You have massacred the whole beauty in heaven
Though you try a lot for the wounds to enliven,
The beaten aches in my heart got to widen
Every time I breathe, I spell the same sentence
The world’s mood is no more in excellence
The same sentence will follow you in every sense
May you gain no benefit from what I have given you
May you gain no benefit from what I have given you
May you gain no benefit from what I have given you



By Okan Emanet

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