Poet: Işıl Ayça Akkuş
She hesitated a lot.
Taking deep breaths,
chasing the trails,
raindrops fall by the glamorous darkness.
A stranger indeed.
An unanimous existence in the blowing winds.
I have been with my parents
for quite some time now,
I got selected out of love.
I was a present
from a gentlemen
to the owner of his heart.
I had fun days,
I had dust.
I waited a shelf
just like a record longed to be heard.
There it is, the moment.
She is a stranger indeed.
A walker, to be precise.
We thought the species extincted years ago,
but oh well.
The gentleman says goodbye,
his wife has a better friend now.
I was so young,
yet became the oldest quick.
This girl tooks me with her
through all the lands.
I am no horse,
yet she is a warrior,
and I feel obliged
to surrender my wheels for her will.

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