APHORISMS & SHORT POEMS – Şenol Alçınkaya

Şenol Alçınkaya
Şenol Alçınkaya was born in Istanbul. He served on the administrative bodies of various cultural and social associations. Among them are the following organizations: Turkish Volunteers for Kidney and Organ Transplantation,  ÇEKSED (Modern Literature, Culture and Arts Association). He also served as the publishing manager of Kardelen (Snowdrop) and EdebiyatGezgini (Literature Traveler) literary magazines. His poems appeared in a number of magazines, anthologies and newspapers.
  
 Published books:
 Poems Under the Rain (2016)
 Sadness Street (2021)

APHORISMS

You are like rain that does not rain, you dry me.

Şenol Alçınkaya

I was a child playing with life. I grew up, life started playing with me.

Şenol Alçınkaya

Victory  is the level that the courageous will reach in the end.

Şenol Alçınkaya

Justice is a virtuous behavior that enables us to live equally and should be applied not with emotions but with reason and conscience.

Şenol Alçınkaya

Honesty is the greatest virtue. You look poor, but your heart is richer than most people.

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Purposeless human; the fruitless tree resembles the callous man to the arid land.
Be you, never give up your goals and innocent feelings…!

Şenol Alçınkaya

 you, I learned to speak with my loneliness.

Şenol Alçınkaya

Money reveals the darkest impulses of people and makes them addicted.

Şenol Alçınkaya

Ambition causes psychological problems and tears.

Şenol Alçınkaya

I’m like a Dead End

I’m like a dead end. Rain outside, you on my mind!  My head is messy, my heart is broken, I’m like a dead end these days …

Şenol Alçınkaya

SHORT POEMS

The Street of Happiness

You are the storm inside me,
Wounding my soul as it blows.
I am a ship wreck
Defeated
At the wild seas
And went to pieces,
With his feelings ruined,
And heartbroken,
I am like a fish
Having bitten the bait
And struggling
To hold on to life.

Hey life!
Will you hold my hands
In order stand with me?
If I ask you ever
Where the sAlçınkayatreet of happiness is
Then will you direct me to it?

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Spring Is Coming 

Look darling spring is coming, cherry trees are blooming, plums wink at the branches.
Butterflies are cocoons, bees beehive,
Daisies are waking up from the soil to a new season.
Birds flapping wings in love.
The earth is awakening to a new life.
Our roses are drying, our memories turn yellow.
 My heart is burning, my heart is crying
 Without you .

Şenol Alçınkaya

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