I only know how to paint his poems with powder,
Even the sky should be removed for decoration,
List every beautiful woman to praise her beauty,
Duality and all kinds of exaggerated metaphors,
Compare him to the treasures of the sun, the moon, the land and the sea,
April flowers, and this powerful universe.
Everything in its arms is beautiful.
Oh, let me really love and sing,
Besides, believe me, my love is comparable.
Any mother's son, though clever.
How about a golden candlestick hanging in the sky?
Who likes empty talk, let him talk endlessly;
I don't want to sell it, so I don't need to pray for my own use.
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This mirror will never convince me that I am old,
As long as you are still in that year;
But when there is a deep groove of time on your face,
I look forward to death to end my days.
Because all the cosmetics illuminate your beauty.
Just the glory of my inner surface;
My heart is beating in your chest just like you.
In my opinion: Then, how can I be older than you?
Oh, my love, please take care of yourself.
Just as I love myself, it is for you, not for me.
Holding your heart, I will be so solemn,
Just like a loving mother protecting her baby from disease.
Don't be glad that you live alone, if my heart breaks first;
You gave me your heart, not let me take it back.
Ersan
Like a first-time performer.
I forgot my role in the panic,
Like an angry beast,
Its excessive strength makes it timid;
Similarly, lack of calm, I feel forgotten.
Hold a ceremony of love,
Overwhelmed by my love,
Die in my own love.
Oh, please let my poem be my debater,
Tell me silently that my lingering heart,
It calls for love and demands return.
Than a sly tongue keeps talking to you:
Please learn to read silent love letters,
Listen to the magic of love with your eyes.