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Poems of the Lonely

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EVOLving

Leave a comment Posted by on June 17, 2014
                           “When I enter your sights
You see a man with his Mother’s height
And his Father’s might
Therefore, I’m the strong silent type
The pen expresses my heart’s joy & fright
Life is what I write
Letting my dreams take flight
In the dark of the night
Only to return in the day when its bright
There is a lot of gray area, no black & white
I used to believe in honesty
Now I see modesty is the best policy
Time will tell who truly respects & honors me
I just have to love myself solidly
                        No room for possibly
Although, I can make space for probably
Emotions can’t be reasoned with logically
Balancing admiration from the public
Along with rejection is a little hard to stomach
The question that I find to be the toughest…
Do I really know what love is?
Sometimes I feel like my answer is rubbish
Only I should master my puppet
Every morning I try to awake to trumpets
Allowing hope to flare, but then I blunder it
Seeking refuge until the lightning & thunder quits
However, the rain persists
A necessity in order to wash away the pain that exists.” 
by E. Bassey
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Electricity, tunnels, and light

Leave a comment Posted by on February 16, 2014

Has the power ever went out in your house at night during a storm,

and you’re left in the dark?

and all you can do is wait and wait…and wait for the power to come back on.

And hope that by some force greater than you and unknown

you will regain the electricity you lack

. The difference between this situation

and life is that sometimes waiting isn’t always the best choice.

Now I have a follow up question…

Has the power ever went out on you life?

You know what I mean?

You feel alone…

trapped..

afraid..

In the dark….

Where the literal light

cannot outshine the metaphorical darkness..

the literal darkness is even worse.

The darkness cloaks you like a tunnel.

And even when you embrace the very darkness

that surrounds you you still want to find the end of the tunnel.

Because there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel.

Isn’t there?

They say when you’re in the dark it’s best to stay put.

That way you won’t get any nicks, or scratches or bruises along the way.

Its terrifying.

Whether you’re scared of the things you think you see

or the things you have seen.

The place where you are is rather homely

and you have everything you need here.

You know you are safe and you’re comfortable.

However you are still surrounded by the very thing that eats at you.

And that light,

That warm unbeknown light is waiting for you.

I know it’s difficult and the first steps are always the hardest.

But if you make the choice to bare the burdens

that the unknown journey holds for you,

you might find a long the way that the

light you’ve been looking and wanting so badly

isn’t the only prize.

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Poems by Cumhur Topbas

Leave a comment Posted by on September 4, 2013

Lucifer

Lucifer, the god of light,
Or the prince of dark night.
Reveal me true nature of your kind,
The secret among all these shadows you hide.
Long lost from the memories of most,
Old world is gone, woodlands are gone,
None left from the spirits that rest in the trees.
And nothing can be done to make it undone.
Even birds sing different songs now,
From the long lost past,
Only circle of day and night
Remains unchanged

  

Dancing in the Moonlight

Dancing in the full moonlight
Like non among the mankind
Full with lust and emotions
Ready to burst into
A flame of endless passions
Brighter than the stars
In this night full of moonlight
Innocent as the rain and yet full with vain
A soul full of cracks, but strong as rocks

  

Love of Freedom

A breeze whistling over the branches of trees,
Giving soft touches to the leaves.
A lion hunting in the open wilderness,
Proud and strong with it endless glories.
An eagle flying over the mountains and seas,
Beyond the all earthly worries of our lives.
A star in the dark sky, a beacon for the tired souls
I want to be all, and ask for all
As I want to be free and whole.
A weight equal to what once Atlas,
Had shouldered with his great might

 

Early Days

Childhood is a spring breeze
On one can sail distant lands with dreams
Every coming year holds a fresh wonder
You can see heroes everywhere

Youth is an untamed steed
Everything beyond the horizon
Still awe-inspiring and new
Blessed with loves and ideals
Time goes by at an otherworldly gallop

These first years a cradle for the soul
A harbor sheltered from the storms of life
To love, to be loved and to discover are the greatest joys of all
Biography

36 years old, amateur Canadian poet and artist also a finance professional, real estate investor and entrepreneur, residing in Toronto, ON, originally from Istanbul, Turkey.

Favorite poets Lord Byron, Edgar Allan Poe, Bernard Shaw, John Keats… take inspiration from classical works and mythology, first time submitting my work to a journal, never published before

 

Address: 32 Spencer Ave, Unit 209, Toronto, ON, M6K 2J6

Phone: 647-765-5545

Email: cmtopbas@gmail.com

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The Vampire Shadow

Leave a comment Posted by on February 12, 2011

This road filled with iron tears

Constant companion

Yearning on a level untold

Faith in the purpose of life, shaken to its core

.

Breathing air that only serves to torment

Poking a sharp knife in the heart of a tender life

Words that strangle hearts, like vines and a bitter cage

Fervent attempts at a connection

In a far away, heart wrenching land

.

An evil word, supposedly beneficial

The closeness of true warmth and love

Never realized

Instincts and desires that are questioned

Like so many millions fragments of splintered ice

Beautiful in their design Sinister in their intent

.

Pictures on a glowing plane

Beckoning, like some miraculous lighthouse

Nervousness and sweat that let me know

What is in my heart is real

.

Dark grey skies of winter

Wretched and torn

But it is all it knows

Head in hands, face down on the floor

I can see you standing there

.

Days of twisted hope, in some limitless vacuum

Thoughts of you make me realize

Of how far I really have to go

Not only in distance, but in some realm that only I can know

.

A flower, found in an unsuspecting manner

Drawing me in with luscious nectar

But now, I seek refuge and sanctuary

From thoughts that injure

In darkness and silence, I find my only friend

And friend is a word that can tear out a soul

.

This poem is about a special girl tha lives in Romania. I had met her through chatting on the net, but never in person. I have talked with her on the phone as well. I have had a very tough time in comprehending the fact that this person is real. I live in the US, so it is hard for us to meet. I just know that I have been wanting her badly, and not being able to meet her for real caused me a lot of heartache. I think this poem captures the way I felt.

I still miss her badly.

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Still Alone

Leave a comment Posted by on December 16, 2010

 

by Alaina
All these emotions are just stuck in my head
I can’t find the words for them to be said.
No one around me seems to understand,
all I want is for someone to hold my hand.
Just a simple hug is all I am asking for
you make it seem like that’s such a chore.
when will the day come that i’m finally free,
from this dark place that has captured me?
I have no place to go or anyone to run to.
my happy days are becoming quite few.
I only wish with all of my might,
that I won’t cry myself to sleep tonight.

 

 

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