in your absence, i am judging myself with
my enemy and again the witnesses caught me red-handed
every now and then thinking about you or staring at your
faded black and white photo /full of fear...
there was a deal between you and i
promises were made
forty seven times
and touched the yellowish grey -hair
when thy green eyes were ringed with pain
and i thought it was my job to heal,
and you could help…but you were in a real mess
when you rubbed your hands down your face..
and laid your hand gently on my shoulder…
i wiped away thy tears
tensions were high
there was tenderness too..
we have confirmed that there was a promise…
forty seven times
that’s why we are in trouble
people keep asking me “who is he?”
can not answer…
i stay awake at nights
thoughts are chasing me, dream-catcher is fake as well/wouldn’t
keep any of the dreams you are in…
even the full moon in the night sky,
staring and questioning me…
my world is torn apart..
you are there and i’m here…
miles and miles away…
i could hear the screams and
yellings of my enemy inside me
telling me to board a ship and sail
towards you…


Günsel Djemal-1999