A poem For Raj Kapoor - Mera Naam Joker

Solitude Invisible or MERA NAAM JOKER

Now,
Time, is a long movie, black and white
gets wet
in my hands...

Now,
Time, is a automn's bird, rainy
looks by my eyes
weary...

A solitude invisible
In the wardrobes
runs away from the crowd
by the shadow plays...

And
In the twilight of the sunset
A joker, old-fashioned, shouts slowly:

" The game is over
Close the curtains ! "




Hale Oyal

July 2007 - ISTANBUL / TURKEY

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