By a.R.a.S - Bodrum/Turkey 2010

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

The Interior Design Of A Soul*

Darkness with a little hope,
Spreading a glimpse of light.

Darkness, created by YOU,
Brightened with the help of friends.

Darkness, an endless sensation
Coming to an end with LOVE.

Darkness hanging on to its best friend "Giving Up"
What is MY decision?

It has been one year since my last post - and all I have, are my friends to thank to. 

Tell me one thing guys.. How on earth can you do that?

I could never be my own friend - God forbid! :) 
Your patience is the most appreciated! 

Okan* Rüya* Ebru* Deniz* Batu*


I Came Across With Another Demon of Mine *

A two-second goosebumps, then the shivers... It's 21 degrees outside and I am in the line at the dining hall. Am I cold or way too nervous than I am supposed to be? What could be the reason for my hand shaking, so that I cannot manage to get a proper hold of the salad bowl? Do YOU have to be this beautiful? Attention! I'm not using any other adjectives because beauty is all I see. A natural beauty... Yes, I have been incredibly attentive and yes, what makes you different, makes you beautiful.

YOU have no idea how good the dreams feel. Just amazing. A feeling that I have never experienced before. Yes, dreams... All I need is a face-to-face conversation at a restaurant where the service is preferably extremely slow so that I can keep looking at YOU without having to worry that YOU catch my eyes looking into yours'.

My stay has an expiration date and I hate the trio "could've, would've, should've"... All I need is an answer to my questions "why?" and etc. I feel like I created an enemy while trying to have a friend. I am writing all this because it is feels like nothing but nonsense!

A perfect poker face
A perfect joker face
YOU might actually be an Original
100 % Clear as Mud


Monday, May 30, 2011

Interesting and Sadly Rather True*

No apologies... I believe I have become a true expert in acting as if nothing had happened. Such a poker face! Since the beginning of May, life has been teaching me a new lesson every single God given day. At first, there were no limits to my complaints but now I am experiencing a different level in "learning" of acceptance. 

I just need YOU to realize how YOU've been treating me and get a hold of yourself because YOU know I have my limits too, don't you? Haha... Not funny at all!

Below YOU'll see an obituary printed in the London Times... Interesting and sadly rather true. 
The author ... Unknown!

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

* Knowing when to come in out of the rain

* Why the early bird gets the worm
* Life isn't always fair
* Maybe it was my fault

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers: 
I Know My Rights, 
I Want It Now, 
Someone Else Is To Blame, 
I'm A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.


Thursday, April 21, 2011

Kontrol Bende Mi?*

*I had to write this in my language*

Derin bir boşluk
Aslında uzak ama çok yakınımda
Dengem var... ama yok
Çok yakınım..
Çıkış yolu nerede, bulamıyorum
Bir yandan umrum değil
Ben, ben olmadıktan, olamadıktan sonra
 Ne farkeder?


Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Afraid to Write *

of hurting someone.
of hurting myself.
Never felt this strong before
Watch your steps
There is no turning back, never was...
Gonna blow your mind 
Cuz YOU know I am one of a kind.

*Lately I have had so many ideas to write about but somehow I feel restricted about writing. Not that I can't find the time, it's just... this fear of writing started to take place in my life for no reason. When I figure out why - I'll let YOU know*


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