DECEMBER NIGHTS

December nights are tedious,

In your absence, 

Moon lit nights started to hurt me, 

In its soothing touch. 

Red roses stabbed me in hundred pieces, 

Chilled air murmured in pale tearful face, 

Oh, my heart is full of sorrow in your absence. 

December nights are silent churches, 

Stood like shy Buddhist monk, 

Nobody singing Christmas carol, 

Trees are dropping leaves, 

Chanting silent hymns. 

I am sitting near my window to listen little birds' chirp 

Why it is silent in dewy December nights? 

December nights are cruel here, 

Winter hanged like a nightmare in the dark. 

I hanged in terrible shock, 

Remembering your joyous brown eyes, 

I find my life in last few years inside falcon, 

Hawks, claws. 

Have you ever seen a flower, 

How it whirls with thrill, 

Why all of you try to shot its roseate jocose feel? 

Life is a little lovely song, 

Let's go to a lonely coral bay, 

Or Lustre Perles Island or silent forest way. 

Everywhere we could listen song of waves, 

Or breeze or robins' sweet song, 

Or oak olives flute. 

Where mountain recite poem, 

On fountain’s melodies tune, 

In that place we could make, 

Hundred youthful mistakes.