

UZAY LİDERİ
Onu vermeyeceğim, buradan vermeyeceğim!
Umudumu işgal etmeyeceğim ..
Kalabalıklara, zamana, propagandacılara.
Altında kaygan zemin yok.
Ey güçlü, güçlü bir giriş yap ..
Yeryüzünde yeni bir hayat, yeni bir güç
Bakma deve ne diyor
Gürültüden ve amaçtan kurtulun, suyun şeklini tarif edin ..
Ah her şeyde yetenekli olduğumu söyleyenler!
Rüzgarda güneşle çalıştıklarını söyleyenler bile ..
Daha sonra bina ve yas hizmetçileri.
Bu yüzden sokaklar cehalet kokuyor
Her geçen gün artan ne büyük bir acı ..
Dağlarını hayvan kıyafetleri içinde sürdüler
Bir hata zamanı, bin asır, sanatsal bir felaket
Kur, kutsal yazılara ne söyleyeceğini düşünüyor
Bir tavır aldılar ve bıraktılar ..
Şu anki konumunuz, yarın çok az boş vaktiniz var
Usta şairlerin adı, harika örneklerin en iyisidir.
Ekstralar olmadan aktif rekabet
Güçlü, dirençli dört kişilik bir toplum
Ağaçlarda değil, insan sözleriyle.
Ey büyük şiir her şeyin üstesinden gelir
Ancak ayetlerin üstesinden gelmez.
Tazmin edenler zulüm sabahına kadar gidecek ..
Şair, sizi size gerçeğe dönüştüren kişidir.
Ey Peygamber, Mekke’nin lideri …
Kabile liderleri gece gündüz buluştu
En iyi mimarlar Hasan ve Hüseyin’i arayın
Mevcut algıların ötesine geçen bu dünyayı kurtarın
Ve onlara onu kimin yarattığını sorsan ? Bilmeyecek.
Bilenler onun büyüklüğünü inkar etmez ..
Öyleyse nasıl kandırıldın, nasıl kandırıyorsun
Karanlık ve Işık umutla gelecek .. il
De ki, her şeyin malı Allah’ındır.

SPACE LEADER
I will not give it, I will not give it away from here!
I will not occupy my hope ..
To the crowds, to the time, to the propagandists.
There is no slippery floor underneath.
O strong, make a strong entrance ..
A new life on earth, a new power
Don’t look what the camel says
Get rid of noise and purpose, describe the shape of the water ..
Oh those who say I am talented at everything!
Even those who say they work with the sun in the wind ..
Later the building and mourning maids.
That’s why the streets smell of ignorance
What a great pain that increases with each passing day ..
They rode their mountains in animal clothes
A time of error, a thousand centuries, an artistic disaster
Kur thinks what to say to the scriptures
They took a stand and let go ..
Your current position, you have very little free time tomorrow
The name of master poets is the best of great examples.
Active competition without extras
A strong, resilient four-person society
Not in the trees, but in human words.
O great poem overcomes all
However, it does not overcome the verses.
Those who compensate will go until the morning of the persecution ..
The poet is the person who makes you come true to you.
O Prophet, leader of Mecca …
Tribal leaders met day and night
Search for the best architects Hasan and Hüseyin
Save this world that goes beyond current perceptions
And if you ask them who created it? He will not know.
Those who know do not deny its greatness ..
So how are you deceived, how do you deceive
Darkness and Light will come with hope.
Say, the property of all things belongs to Allah.
24/12/2019

BURADA DAHA FAZLASINIZ
Kişi yalnız güneşe çıkmalı!
Belirsiz dallara tutunmadan
Denemeden bilemez
Tüm anlamları, haysiyeti, ve gücü yaşamalı
Peri masallarından çıkmalı
İkinci hikayede
Üçüncü peri masalında donatılmış olmalı
Üç ışıktan sonra kırk oda ölmüş olmalı
Dalda henüz kuş olmadığı zaman.
Ancak, daha yeni başlıyorsunuz ..
Ne senin yerinde ne de ağacın yaprağında
Saltanatını biraz ateş etmek için köle yapıyor
Lezzet nesnede değil, ne fikir ne de ahta
Durduğun gibi olasılıklara değersin
Sen değerlisin; yolun bu hanı geç
Hem varlığı hem de yokluğu kesinlikle yaşayacaksınız
Yedi denizi geçmeden kaçamazsın
Tatlıların, acının ve kederin sevinci
Ahinin ahirete ihtiyacı var, küllere ihtiyacım var
Bu yüce sarayların ihtişamını görün
Bir gün yok edilecek.
31/12/2019

YOU’RE MORE HERE
One should go out to the sun alone!
Without clinging to uncertain branches
Can’t know without trying
Should experience all meanings, dignity, and power
Gotta come out of fairy tales
In the second story
Must be equipped in the third fairy tale
Forty rooms must be dead after three lights
When there is no bird on the branch yet.
However, you are just getting started ..
Neither in your place nor in the leaf of the tree
He slaves his reign to shoot some fire
Flavor is not in the object, neither the idea nor the ahta
You’re worth the possibilities as you stop
You are valuable; your way pass this inn
You will definitely experience both presence and absence
You can’t escape without crossing the seven seas
The joy of sweets, pain and sorrow
Ahi need an afterlife, I need ashes
See the splendor of these lofty palaces
One day it will be destroyed.
31/12/2019
Laurent Caroline

WHO IS SUCCESSFUL
Moments of God’s calm, a little emptiness, a breeze
The world was shaking like the tide
You say the wrath of God, I say wine in the glass
The time had come and the season was a gift for those who could resist the wind.
Sit at the time limit and watch.
Prayer in one language, curse in the other
Turn to spirits who adjust their behavior
And the songs of orphan thoughts
Those who are in the midst of their own existence.
God was silent as if the seasons did not contain
He was indifferent to his thoughts on time, indivisibility, incommensurability, and the limit of power.
Who could stop hesitating on this shore?
What if the pain of today is not the pleasure of yesterday?
It’s a thin chip between the sand and the moss.
A responsibility that cannot be transformed into an opportunity, the apricot of the sea
I hope hearts will untangle this seal without breaking
With the kiss of the sun and the moon
Before the talkative mistakes of human beings turn into injuries.
The voice of life in me reaches my ear
He says we won’t be alone anymore
Do you listen to what I say, great master.
There is an unreal delay
If you’re just the truth inside
If you are also silent, who will swear by mistakes and say silence …
Life must be someone who can read the heart
Suck a sponge from the heart that pours our minds into the river
for the rain
There is a new spring that awaits every May.
No time for silence, for laziness, master.
You try to find yourself.
Don’t look at those who stop and walk
The towers are made of our bones.
Now, the time for sowing is not the time for harvest.
19.03.2020
Laurent Caroline

QUI EST RÉUSSI
Moments de calme de Dieu, un peu de vide, une brise
Le monde tremblait comme la marée
Tu dis la colère de Dieu, je dis du vin dans le verre
Le moment était venu et la saison était un cadeau pour ceux qui pouvaient résister au vent.
Asseyez-vous à la limite du temps et regardez.
Prière dans une langue, malédiction dans l’autre
Se tourner vers les esprits qui ajustent leur comportement
Et les chants des pensées orphelines
Ceux qui sont au milieu de leur propre existence.
Dieu était silencieux comme si les saisons ne contenaient pas
Il était indifférent à ses pensées sur le temps, l’indivisibilité, l’incommensurabilité et la limite du pouvoir.
Qui pourrait arrêter d’hésiter sur ce rivage?
Si la douleur d’aujourd’hui n’est pas le plaisir d’hier?
C’est une fine puce entre le sable et la mousse.
Une responsabilité qui ne peut être transformée en opportunité, l’abricot de la mer
J’espère que les cœurs démêleront ce sceau sans se casser
Avec le baiser du soleil et de la lune
Avant que les erreurs bavardes des êtres humains ne se transforment en blessures.
La voix de la vie en moi atteint mon oreille
Il dit que nous ne serons plus seuls
Écoutez-vous ce que je dis, ô grand maître.
Il y a un retard irréel
Si tu es juste la vérité à l’intérieur
Si vous aussi vous taisez, qui jurera par les erreurs et dira le silence …
La vie doit être quelqu’un qui peut lire dans le cœur
Sucer une éponge du cœur qui déverse nos esprits dans la rivière
pour la pluie
Il y a un nouveau printemps qui attend chaque mois de mai.
Pas le temps du silence, de la paresse, maître.
Vous essayez de vous trouver.
Ne regarde pas ceux qui s’arrêtent et marchent
Les tours sont faites de nos os.
Maintenant, le moment des semis n’est pas le moment de la récolte.
19.03.2020
Laurent Caroline

CONDUIS LENTEMENT
Conduis lentement je ne suis pas pressée du tout
Puisque nous avons déjà passé le soleil couchant
Ou bien est-ce lui qui nous a passé je n’ai pu le savoir
Il y a un autre ciel un peu plus loin
Une fois que nous l’avons passé
Nous arriverons bientôt au champ des campagnes muettes
Conduis lentement je ne suis pas pressée du tout
De toute façon, ne sommes-nous pas morts
Ne sommes-nous pas de ceux qu’on fait taire le plus rapidement
Je n’ai pu savoir si les oiseaux en sommeil sont de nous
Ou bien si nous faisons partie des oiseaux
Alors que Dieu a décidé de nous effacer,
Un souffle a emporté tout
Conduis lentement je ne suis pas pressée du tout
Je ne me rappelle pas d’ailleurs mon passé
Depuis qu’on a sonné les glas de la mort dans les déserts
Les traces de pieds nus sur le bord de la mer
A qui appartenaient-elles
Elles rappellent pour ainsi dire les coups de plectre d’un troubadour
Quelle agréable mélodie
Conduis lentement je ne suis pas pressée du tout
Les nuits sont longues, n’écourte pas donc mon sommeil
Les péchés du jour constituent d’ailleurs une charge lourde sur mon dos
Tu dois me réveiller avant de passer la vigne
Prenons – y quelques tonneaux de vin puisqu’on a beaucoup de temps dans le paradis
Il ne faut pas y manquer de quoi boire j’ai déjà le gosier sec
Conduis lentement je ne suis pas pressée du tout
Je vis d’ailleurs la souffrance de l’écroulement
Le tourment de l’obscurité
Tombent un à un sur les toits le halo violet de la lune, les nuages en deuil
Ils sont sur le point de nous engloutir
Le vent nous emportera
Et un instant après un grand rien.
Le 06.03.2020

DRIVE SLOWLY
Drive slowly I’m in no rush at all
Since we have already passed the setting sun
Or is it him who passed us I could not know
There is another sky a little further
Once we have passed it
We will soon arrive at the field of silent campaigns
Drive slowly I’m in no rush at all
Either way, aren’t we dead
Are we not among those who are shutted up the fastest
I couldn’t tell if the sleeping birds are us
Or if we are one of the birds
While God decided to erase us,
A breath took it all away
Drive slowly I’m in no rush at all
I don’t remember my path
Since we sounded the death knell in the deserts
The bare footprints on the seashore
Who did they belong to
They remind you the plectrum of a troubadour
What a pleasant melody
Drive slowly I’m in no rush at all
The nights are long, so don’t cut my sleep
The sins of the day are a heavy load on my back
You must wake me up before you pass the vineyard
Let ‘s take a few barrels of wine since there is a lot of time in paradise
You must not run out of something to drink, I already have a dry throat
Drive slowly I’m in no rush at all
I am living the pain of the collapse
The torment of darkness
One by one falling on the roofs the purple halo of the moon, the mourning clouds
They are about to swallow us up
The wind will carry us away
And a moment later, a big nothing.
CAROLINE LAURENT TURUNÇ



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Congratulations my honorable poet Caroline Laurent ….. my poet i always commented that you deserved it honestly…. Victory is just go Ahead…. I belive your classic poems will give you immortal destiny… Every poets of the world deleted their life for that magical paths… Journy is endless on the crossroads…. Greetings from my country Bangladesh …. 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏…Fazlul Haque
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Thank you for passing through our journal . Aluta Continua!!!
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Thank you my great Comrade , Together We Rise , Carilne Laurent is a great poet,
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