APHORISMS & SHORT POEMS – 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.
Şenol Alçınkaya
Purposeless human; the fruitless tree resembles the callous man to the arid land.
Şenol Alçınkaya
Be you, never give up your goals and innocent feelings…!
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?
Şenol Alçınkaya
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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