Cynthia Yildirim - poems -

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Cynthia Yildirim- poems -

Publication Date: 2008

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Cynthia Yildirim(1979-) Cynthia Yildirim age thirty-one is author of the book 'Garden Pleasures' a book ofpoetry. She is a Technology, Art, News and Science lover and resident ofFlorence, Alabama. Mother of four great children and avid reader. Ms. Yildirimalso enjoys Social Media and you can you can find her on sites such as Twitter,Facebook, Digg, Youtube, Google Buzz, Myspace and Reddit. Feel free to sendher a friend request and share some of your poetry. Don't forget to Ms. Yildirim'sebook here on Poemhunter that contains sixty one of her delightful poems.However, if you would like to read all of Cynthia's poems then check out the bookon - Cynthia Yildirim's poetry cover topics from love, religion to politics. Don'tforget to leave a comment and rating to let her know what you think.

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A Midnight Romp pity my lovepity my darlingoh, regret.... for whofor whomin my dainty coatfrayed hairyet you loved me oncebefore I was a vagabonda lover of manywith no gain pity memy darlingshan't we meetat duskin the alley waywhile your wife sleepsand my pimp tussles i beg of you!meet metaste my essenceif only once moresalute me soldierfor i am yours this nightby de'old flame pity me my darlingpity my darling mefamiliar lovers of the nightare attunedlet us acknowledge themtis nightme amore .


{you should always read a love poem such as this one slowly my dear readers,and it will taste and sound ever better} . Cynthia Yildirim


Ah, Silence Ah, silenceBind her lipsShe speaks muchApply a muzzleHer mind unstillHer words pierceRun, runAh, silence Cynthia Yildirim


And, Then I Knew She wanted himLoved him at first glanceThis man of goodnessIt is to sad his heart is takenI want him, my soul is shaken We made love three timesOn the hard floor of an officeLeaving comfort to be desiredWomen come easy for himAs men come easy for meFor me this was differentAll the pieces fitExcept he missed his lost loveThe one that got away I wish that he loved meI wish that he wanted meI wish that I could have himI am not good enoughNot pure, I am tainted I assumeA Madonna/Whore Complex he must have His lost love was perfectI could never compare to herHe says he still dreams of herHe is staying single to be freeJust in case she should divorce Damn those, in this stateLove lost, is no great feat to overcomeCan he?My love, my darlingIf I cannot have him, I shall stay by himAs a friend maybeHis heart is only half fullFor she is clutching the restWith her resistance to love him againSee he cheated on her, but now regrets it


He would do anything to have her back Yet, where does this leave me?Am I just his play toy?A pawn to move as he wishesShould I back away from this man?I can't, I can'tI'll just wait and see what happensHe and I in this new love gameDamnit can I make him love me? When he said he loved her stillThen I knew I had no chanceTo only be with him aloneFor him to love me backWas only a wishI can never be herShe can never be meI will just exist in his worldAnd receive his kindness Love is such a sick beastTearing at youBeating youAnd you enjoy it somehowWhy? Ah, love what you do to mePity me, for I am love's fool tonight Cynthia Yildirim


Escape Love Escape Love Peace, stillness, loveCrazy as a doveA Dove of love's escapeMemories slowly wakeA mantel where portraits hangThe song he once sang Enlighten me this nightUnder the silent moon lightWhere we once ranHand in hand He calls me once a dayOnly in my mind he staysIf I had him I would cryFrom this devil inside Take me humble portUpon your shores of disacortSwing me gently in your wakeFeed me, pleasures cakeReturn him to meMake him see From this I shall not swayThis feeling is my only wayTo feel his love this dayI tear his photo in my bookFrom which I wish to never look Lover, friend you are goneRegretfully, my love shines onYou still sing your songIn your wispy breathOften bringing lust death So again I say


Enlighten me this nightUnder the silent moon lightWhere we once ranHand in hand copyright@2008 Cynthia Yildirim Cynthia Yildirim


I Am Thine Noise bothers me nowI cannot hear my thoughtsI should ponder yet I gawkNo man can claim me, only GodDoes he? Surely notYet his bible teaches me yesAnd his love is most givingThis I find most appealingThus I seek and shall findHe owns my heart, for I am thine. Cynthia Yildirim


I Loath I loath the words I cannot speakI see not a love, yet not a hate My emotion yield, yet do not shakeTwo sinister hearts, that always ache One for love, one for truth, both to pain.That was untrue.Set aside I loath, I loath Who said so sweet 'the night breaths heat? ” Parting not pain and grief, settingup,season's treats Wreaking souls that once beat glassI loath at things that cannot lastI loath to relive my past What weakness lies, in those who love?A wretched heartA love lost, that was never trueA tear by day, a tear by night Cynthia Yildirim


Live For It! Live for it I chooseFor I have everything to loseLive for it set what is rightThis is my glory divineLive for it!The love I shareFor love that is givenAnd always there Live! Live! Cynthia Yildirim


My Christmas What is my Christmas?SnowmenGifts and love Christmas lights round the houseSneaky little mouseHappiness for someRegret for othersA time to come together Eggnog and friendsFood and funBaby JesusChurch PlaysChurch Choirs Christmas is what it isLove and love and love and love Cynthia Yildirim


My Friend My dear friendI miss youI love you, thoughI’ll never tell youI’m crazy and freeLove is thisLove is theeHe hurts meHe calls me thingsYou never abuse my nameYou are idealYou are elite, but you’reJust a friendPlatonic, what a shame Cynthia Yildirim


My Secret Love To my secret love, I write this poemWho he is I shall reveal to no oneWhile working we metAttraction profoundLovers we became He possesses,The mind of a writerThe body of a godThe right tool to satisfyI desire him like butterI desire him like creamI desire him like buttery-ice-creamTo trickle and wantTo long and yearnTo melt the sheets Cynthia Yildirim


Natural Evolution Rain fallsNo snowWhere is my Christmasof years ago?No snow to throwNo snow to eatOnly the rainPuddles deepRun throughSlash on feetWhy is the weatherin confusion?Is it Global Warmingor Natural Evolution? Cynthia Yildirim


Nodnarb Nodnarb Oh baby, I miss you soThe love I have, ever growsI wait patiently, as you lead me onMy miserable heart feels wrongedYour eyes make me meltMy feelings are heartfeltTonight I sleep aloneFor you are goneCan you right my loves song?I am off key a bitMissing my critical witMy soul is downMy body on the groundSuffering ever moreLonging for your interestWaiting on your kissesDisturbed by your disses Your so busySo hardworkingSo lovingSo misspokenI’m just hereExisting for youWhy did I fall so fast?Oh my god, I love youDoes this scare you?I cannot live without youNodnarbDo you hear this? ?Oh my I have lost my rhymeMy mind is skippingMy heart is flipping... There I have recovered NodnarbA quick spiral I can do so quickIf I lost you forever I would slip


Down to the darkest cavesSitting and moping aboutWanting a way out Oh my, you rang my bellYour here at last, take me in your spellYou say you missed meAre you for sure?Let’s break all the rules Love me back hardLove me back NodnarbThis is your chanceFor many men give me a glanceI ignore them and move onFor I know with you is...Well you can finish the rhymeIt’s just that I care to muchYou are to good for me?Maybe my world is bad for youOur love could never be true?If you forget her, which you will not doJust put her in the back of your mindThis place with me is so divine I lay here in your armsIt feels so rightYou hold me so very tightYet last such a short timeBefore you begin to regretThat I am not herThen quickly you move onWhile I dream of our misadventuresIt’s a sad fact that this loveMay not come to beAll of this I have will fade slowlyNodnard, I want youI need youI breathe youLove me, for I can not take it any longerNodnardNodnard


I’m knocking at your windowLet me come in and share your pillow... Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Amish IBuggies abound pebbled streetsBonnets adorn your womenFarm work greets your menEggs taken each morningEach person shares in the workIIGod is ever present in your lifeDaily life, daily strifeFor the meager shall inherit the earthFor he knows your worthIIISally sits by the streamHaving daydreamsOf her husband to beA man of utmost esteemThat has a farm near the churchWhere they will marryThen replenish the earthLittle bonnets coming upDancing sisters falling in loveIVThough you are simpleYou are not poorFor you save your moneyFor your kindredSo that they shall not haveTo toil and be homelessWhat selflessnessVMaybe I should leave my homeAnd come to live there in your placeAnd share in the toils of the dayThen maybe life would beLess stressful for meWhat happiness I would seeSeeing the great big skyWaving at passersby


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Ode To Atheists IFor you have no book to quoteYou rely on your life your wroteYet often your path is lostSo you turn to no one to restUnsure of what is bestIIWhat brought you down this road?This road of no creedThis road of slow returnDeath does not stop for youIt comes and burnsYou roast in your urnPoor lost soulIIIMaybe we are all mistaken andYou sing the right songAnd we the wrongIVYou existence with out meaningNot knowing your callingBut, then none of us doThis path that you’ve takenIs not the middle wayBut somewhere in between right and centerVYou claimed my brotherHow dare you!Give him back!For his soul cannot be lostAnd off trackVIDare you peek insideUniversal knowledgeYou would be lostAnd humbuffled Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Buddhism ISiddharta the BuddhaHis mother Queen Mara dreamtShe saw an elephantThat touched her right sideWith the lotus leafShe thus became pregnantIIHe was to be grandAt whatever he didOnce born he walkedA lotus flower sprouted from his stepHe grew wiseIIIHe saw the holy menHe sought their knowledgeHe learned of Samsara, Karma, and MokshaHe meditated relentlesslyIVFor six he lived by just enoughThe milk maid gave him supplementHe ate and drankThe other holy men left himThey were disappointed at himVSiddharta was revivedUnder a fig tree he sat to findAn answer to life and sufferingMara tempted himHe did not waneVIHe cast off ignoranceHe cast off passion of egoThey had bound him to earthHe then became the enlightened oneBuddhaReaching NirvanaThe ultimate divineVII


Then he sought the holy menThey recognized his new stateBuddha then taught them at theDear Park SermonVIIIThe true pathThe middle wayKeeping away fromBoth extremesIXBuddha taught the DarmaThe Four Noble TruthsThe Eightfold PathSanga protected the DarmaBhikkus which wereNuns and monksFocused on NirvanaXFive PreceptsDo not KillDo not StealDo not LieDo not be UnchasteDo not take drugs or drink intoxicantsHe taught them to the massesXIBuddha got oldCuanda gave him a mealHe became illJourneyedHe lay beneath a treeThe tree blossomed and showered himHe reached ParinivanaThe ultimate of enlightenmentThus he diedXIITake heed and knowThe Five PreceptsThe Five Groups of ExistenceThat are sufferingKnow the cause of sufferingThe end of suffering


The path to the end of sufferingAnd ye shall live like yeHave never livedFor the enlightened sees allThat this universe has to offerAnd he thus creates anew with his knowledgeXIIIFor to be wise is beautifulAs beautiful is your mindAs a thousand seasAs beautiful is your mindAs the love you breatheAs beautiful is your mindAs your love of selfLet go of your egoAnd relax yourselfXIVMeditate deeplyEducate yourselfFall into enlightenmentIn spite of yourselfWait not for everyoneFocus on yourselfNo more rebirthsIf you reach that planeHigh above the conscienceUse your power withinYou will have all you need thenSiddharta was great as a manNow he is Buddha a deity Guiding us to purity “And I discovered that profound truth, so difficult to perceive,difficult to understand, tranquilizing and sublime, which is not tobe gained by mean reasoning, and is visible only to the wise.”Buddha Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Catholicism ISuch history surrounds youSuch beauty relatedSuch gardens you journey throughSo devoted your nunsSweet Mother Teresa you haveTo gleefully claim as your ownHer heart as pure as a newborn babeHer soul sitting with GodBlessed be! Blessed be!IISeeing your black robes neatly tiedOthers have followed your faith for centuriesYet now your faith is in dangerLust has overtaken your priest and bishopsHow can this be allowed to continue?It must be stopped!IIIAnother leader needs to correct thisHe needs to nail his grievances to the doorHe needs to reform the church once againRemember the masses in the massesDo not disappoint and lose themFor sinful perverse lustIVThe Pope is not yet strongHe recanted his statements insteadOf standing up for what he believes inHe Pope Benedict XVI has power, he must notBow to those he wishes not toHe needs to hold and use his powerTo reform the church and to own his ideasVLet us dream sweetlyFor a momentThink of the needy childrenWaiting for food and comfortAll over the worldThink of the poor family


Needing to learn of GodThink of the poor Willow tree thatHas yet to smileLet us dream of the morningLet us consider the dustLet us ponder the crossLet us see Mary glowingVIFor God loved usThat he gave usHis only sonThis brave son of hisHe sent to usHe let be bornHe let live on EarthHe let eat our breadWash our feetAnd we to hisRise to mountain topsSail on the seaCast the fishMeet the disciplesGuide the manyBless the plentyHeal the fewOur Lord GodHow grand this gift!Blessed be! Blessed be!VIISave the churchRestore its reputationFor just as the Muslims it is lostThey are lost to HateYou are lost to LustSurely God is not happy friends Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Christianity IThese terroristsThese birds of no cause are upon usThey beat at our doorDestroying our buildingsKilling our peopleIIWe are strong as the windThat beats the wavesCreating mightWe will win over these terroristsThey will back downIIIWe are beauteous and kindWe are charitable and sweetWe fight when we mustNot for selfish reasonsIVAs God as our witnessWe love ever stillAll the worlds’ peopleEquallyNot blinded by hateVWe do not force our religion on othersNor kill them if they denyFor we have tolerant eyesFriends to the Jews of courseThey are God’s people of choiceVIDearest Christians aboundHear our Lord’s choirGently sings way up thereBecome caught in his nooseDare not come looseVIIAdam and EveOur first lookAt all that the world


Had us to lookVIIIToo sad that we are hated by MuslimsWhen before we did not know themNor did we care what they were aboutNor did we care to figure it outNow we are forced to see them each dayOn the battlefronts of distant sandsFought by our bravest menIXIsn’t it ironic how the tides change?The globe of our hearts fall to blameWe see it all clearerNot like beforeNo longer a simple worldXWe cry at our lossThat we continue to loseThis war is not overSo get your shoesMan your gunsPrepare for the fightThat may not be wonXIThis is our futureTill our dear Lord comesDown to earth to save usOur when in 2030If the asteroid comes inWe will once againBe lostXIIBless you all for this fine dayWhen in the future we all sayThat we did it for GodAnd our love still stays Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Distraction IThose that extort, distractOur paths become distant, lostWalking too quickly, we allude timeSun to moon, Moon to sunOur children grow and vanish into lifeDaily strife IIWalking too slowly, we are surpassedWe are poor, disadvantagedSun to sun, Sun to sunWe are yearningSeeing those of sun to moon with jealousy IIIHe is us, we are them, they are IHe distracts our pathWe give in at lastTaste our tearsToo many yearsFearTearsRegret IVRegret; What is this?Dreamt careers lostHe took themThat thief!The course of grief VDistraction, Reaction, DissatisfactionCareless destructionCaught at the junctionNo breath to functionSatisfaction, LustMistrustWoe to us!He thrives, on these disparitiesImpure qualities!


Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Divorce IOde to you despicable thingYou rot and scorn my heartOh you beast of forever’s loversHath you no feeling?Oh to you cause of my tearsMorning comes too nearIIHe leaves me lonelyTearing up my sheetsInstead of heating themYou scoundrel, hypocriteYou never loved meIt was a dreamIIIYou broke my heartMy heart that beats, poundsOnly for youPain me dear LordThis I cannot deserveThis wordThis beastThis devilIVHe is not kindAh, griefFor what is lostMy beloved mateGone to another’sArmsVHe calls himself freeHe is not distraughtThis villain of familiesOh kill himLet him pass this houseLet my lover stayFrom this day


VIDisgust…Despise…Lies…Death…Despair…VIIBreakup my homeYou foolYou shall not!You conYou shall not!VIII cannot make him love meI cannot petal his roseI cannot breathe his last breathI cannot live if he livesWithin usVIIIShall I curse at this criminal?Shall I bound himHe hates meHe loathes meAh, how lucky is heTo have had and lostRather than have and keepCurses upon youYou demonIXLoathing torment despotYou brought it hereTo this god-forsaken placeThis irony of GreenYou will still seek GreenQuicklyOnce foundMarriage againYou whore Be gone and never return to this my home


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Ode To Extraterrestrials IYou have journeyed to earthSince the beginning of manYou are ones of God’s other great menYou fly about in stealthy craftThe art of being makes some upsetIIMany of you existYou come to study usThough you know us wellYou prod and probe us everywhereIIIOur leaders know you by nameThey keep secrets to keep us fromInsanity and FearThis we should thank themOr should weIf we understood youWould we then have to serve you?IVAre we one of your experiments?Did you combine our genes and yours?Described as gray and big eyedIs this true what they said or a lie?VThe simple fact is that not only humansCan exist, merely because theUniverse is so vastWould we even believe the truth if it were knownCould we then visit your distant home?Many questions lie in the heart of manPlease won’t you answer them? Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To God IBrilliant leader of lightYou are my fatherYou love as no otherYou save with fiercenessIIGlider of waterCreator, artist, all-knowingYou see what you wish to seeYou create laws that we break in fearWe fear you, yet you are invisible to usIIIAngels surround you my LordYour council is waiting for your decisionYour answers are swift without relentingThis one to hell, this one to paradiseThis one let be reborn, until he learns betterYou fly as though a perfect featherIVYour robe is white, you bathe at dawnThen your duties have thus begunYou glide down to dinnerWhere your creations fill youEven your mightiness must consumeVYou influenced sweet Mother TeresaSee was pure of heartI am sure that nowShe teaches angels her artVIDear Lord you are mightyYou demand our alliance to youThis I give willinglyTake it it’s yours Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Hinduism IOld ancient religionIndia your homeBrahman the universal spiritBeckons youIIThe third eye watchesYour trip to the sacred Ganges RiverTo purify your bodyAs well as your mindIIIThe yogis and gurus sitThey are focused and wiseOm they repeat like endless chatterOm, Om, Om, Om, Om, OmThey arrive they are settledIn a higher plane of conscienceIVThey see Prince Rama rescue SitaKidnapped by RavanaThey bow and prayHow peaceful they seemTheir inner turmoil unseenVIn the great temples pupils sittingReading the Manu Smith and VedasThey learn their social lawsIn the cities the caste system lostAt not a huge costAll must have a chanceTo be what they willNot what others say they shouldIt is only goodMay Uma bless youThe way she willAnd keep you forever still Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Islam IOh my how ye have changedOnce known for your kindness to strangersNow your reputation tarnished by extremistWhat will you do now?IIYou are not all evilBut, those slackers areThey corrupt your faithIs this Muhammad’s true intention?IIIYou have allowed yourselfTo become lost and blindedBy these extremist in your faithReturn to your roots at once!IVThe ones of your faith, that are still goodMust correct those who haveDamaged your nameThe extremistsThey claim to kill for everything, butReally kill for nothing like all menVYou call Christians and Jews evil doersThinking that we must die or conformYou think that your religion is innocentBut, your men suffer the same vices as oursYou are not innocent people of virtue!VIYou love and belittle your womenYou deny them choicesThey act as your servantsWhy? It is your culture right or wrongVIIThe Christians did not knock your doorYou knocked theirsThey are tolerant, you are not. Why?Why so much hate?VIII


You must restore your good reputationYou must rebuild the buildings you’ve tumbledYou must repay to the families of the lives you have takenYou must beg Allah for forgiveness of this wrongdoingIXThese two towers fell in the New CityWith them also fell our respect of youNow you are a tyrant, vagabond, a sickly childThat waits for the opportunity to dieYou are now not possessed by good, but by evilXIt is Fact!That you are not all supporters of these extremistsThen why do you keep silent?Do the good have no voice in your religion?Only those who kill in the name of AllahAllah has spoken to me and he is angry at thisXIYou now have fools to represent youBut! It does not have to be soYou can change this dangerous pathYou can reclaim your honorAll you must do is defy these extremistsAnd defeat them at all costsCan you do this?It is hard to defeat an enemyEspecially when the enemy bears your nameBut you must!XIIDream of that dayWhen you are acceptedAt all parts, all entrancesNow you are quizzed,Hounded, Harassed, and JailedIt is your own doing, you know thisA crime against your own peopleNow they all appear as enemies of the worldXIIIThey have just suspicions of youAll around your veil is openYour world no longer closedYou against the world


You jealous beingXIVDo not kill for anyone!Keep your face freeYour hands washed of this tragic timeXVIIDo not be like the extremistsThey are scoundrelsThey kill the American, Europeans andEven those of the Middle EastThey are tyrantsDo not be like themXIXMuslims, you must regain your virtueYou must not fall into this trap of Al QaedaThey are not your representorsThey do not own your hearts, Allah doesHe spoke to me and is displeased with the extremistsThey twist the Koran into something unkindThey are wrong, confused, and lostXXThe time has comeTo restore your reputationFree yourselves from their evilBe your own manBe your own womanXIIXMuslims be virtuousMuslims be again kindMuslims be again tolerant of othersThis the world requests of youAs well as Allah and IXIIIXDo rise and wash your faceTo hide the shame?Arise from your slumber and speak thatWhich is still unspokenArise and regain your honorFor Allah had rather have love before his eyes,Then the slain bodies of his children of the world.


Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Judaism IPoor day asunder againYou are forever first pickedThe first hated by tyrants of any ageThose that that line their pocketsWith your jewelsIIYou are the most pleasant of peopleLaughter radiates throughout your familiesLove also finds its place thereWhy are you made to suffer so?IIIEvery generation of your peopleHave been reduced, yet you still surviveThis is powerful and grandThese tyrants of the ages kill youBecause they know they canBut, now Israel has risen with its armyIt is strong and stead fastThank God for thisIVAmericans volunteer for your armyThey are your supportersThey also love youYou are not alone in the world my friendsVThe greedy Hezbollah stole your landThey had more than you didWhy so greedy these foolsIt baffles the mindVIYour country slowly shrinksYou must not let it any furtherDo not give land to these extremistsThey would never give you an inchVIIGod called you his peopleEven he, punished you for 40 yearsYou must have a higher purpose


Once the last days are upon usVIII imagine that youWill become as angelsFlying with powers unknown to usYou will guide the universe for our LordVisiting each inhabited planetYou will have vine leaves in your hairYou will wear a white glowing robeYou will dance and singYou will love and laughYou will not suffer againVIIIThis sounds like a wonderful futureI am jealous my friendsTo fly to heaven’s sweet valleyTalk with angels, walk with GodPray to those whose hearts you’ve wonBlessed be this future of the JewsHave them no longer sufferThey have paid their duesIXDear Lord almightyGuide them to youThey are your peopleThey wait with patience for youCome down and get the rest of usWhen you are through Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Love IPleasantries, fairies, and fareLovers and lovingEverywhereEmotion unyieldingTwice as appealing IIRed poppies for dinnerSweet lilies to roastLove of peopleOf any reproach IIIAll beings are livingWith you in their heartsYou capture them willinglyAnd tear them apartSweet love as sent from aboveAs from the dove of love IVMerriment feast to your powerThis your loveliest hourLetters and calls cool your temperFor you are a fool of winterAnd that of summer babies flourishFrom that winter’s lodgings with you aboundLittle hearts then beat your sound VThe young love at willThey are not tied downBut, you save the greatest powerFor their truest loveAnd for that dateYou awaitWhen they weep for their mateYou then open that gateAnd let yourself in This is your fin


Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Marriage Marriage is as old, as man and womanAdam and Eve were the firstOr was God to manA marriage of pure loveToday I speak of the traditionalIIHello my friendYou are many a lovers’ brightest dayThe bride greets you kindlyThe groom with uneasinessBoth are mixed with fear and happinessIIIYou are mighty in your conquering of heartsThese days you can come before or afterThe child is to be bornWe are different than you are use tooWe are evil, maybe, but not actuallyVIYou are elegantAlways wrapped in roses and whiteYou are smothered with tearsAnd beam with a smile at I doBut, you are not for youVYour enemy is divorceWho always tries to sneak byAnd influence your blissful couplesYour strong clout only lasts a yearThen the couple must grab love tightVIMay you always existDo not relent to cloningLet your union remain strongYou strong foeBest wishes Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Men IHow divine your bodyHow divine your elementHow marvelous your lipsOn your loverIIYou are strong and weakYou are wise and stupidYou are crazy and saneYou abuse and repairAll of you combine these traitsIIIYou are needed very muchThe women need youThe ones that love manFor the ones that love womenThey could easily standNot to see you againIVThe world has been builtWith your authorityYou can bring death at anyOpportunityVHow wonderful to the oneThat is kind and gentleFor those are hard to findThey lack aggressionSo they remain quietThese women discover themBy much insightVIBless you manFor you’re easy on mine eyesTake your place where society lies Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Mormons IJoseph Smith guided by an angelTo the hidden tablets of your faithHe raised the box and prayedGuarding it from those who wishedTo steal the treasures he willingly tookIITranslated with SeersOrdained by God almightyThe books were setThe religion spread aroundIIIIt was later corrupted by man’s lustAs religions often areFor your people suffer from the viceOf marrying girls too youngAnd abusing them in Utah and aroundKeeping them pregnant and boundHow sad is manTo lay his handUpon a child in sinSurely this is not within your bookThis liberty your men tookSad very sadTo have controversy similar to the CatholicsIVYou must abandon this practice at onceRegain dignity and gain trustFall not your men to lustGo back to the original teachingsThis is the only wayTo save your soul that fateful dayWhen the Lord returns againHe will reveal your sins Vote for Romney! 2008 Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Peace IShame!You hide your face from humanityYou sicken meShow your face!IIYou only have one mottoAnd it’s old and never worksGive peace a chance they sayThen they hide tooOnly speaking words without actionIIIYou are a puppy still to this dayYoung and naïveWar rules over youWar has the devilYou have GodThis is mightierYet you sitIVRise up and look aroundDon’t close your golden eyesAre you waiting for your 1000 years,As God has promised?You do not have to wait till thenShow yourself nowThe world needs youVWar whispers in your earTo hush, but must you?The archangels come with youYet you are too shy to ask themWhy?VICome out dearest peaceAnd make for once each personAs brothers and sistersYou have this immense power, bring it upLet us amuse ourselves with it


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Ode To Self ILight, motherLight, fatherLight sunLight wonderOh to birthIIMirrors surroundSeeing notBlinded by splendorOh to envyIIIPure, plain, meagerNearing NirvanaCareful and kindLoving and sweetOh to purityIVHarsh, mean, greedNearing InsanityTears and fearsKilling and dealingOh to malevolenceVCombiningAbsorptionAssimilationAdjustmentAmalgamationMergingOh to unionVIBlood, hurlsNearing the endTombstonesLoss StonesSurrounded by mirrorsFinal darknessOh to death


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Ode To Shinto IThrough the golden torii we goOn the way to the godsTo practice this old ancient religionMountains, rivers, rocks, and basinsTrees and all other natureYou call these basic forces KamiIIHigh moral standards ye ownRituals ever still ye doMany are your numbersGathered by the gardens to prayOffering gifts and cakes their wayIIIThe Mastsuri rarely performedIf you have committed sinThen be sure to join inThe Great Purification CeremonyAnd be cleansed of allIVOh ye sun goddess relatedTo past empires once hadNow only myths surviveWhen once ye were gladVThe New Religions are hereTo spread the lost beliefsTo humble earsAnd give to those who have notAs a group of helpersShinto takes a step upGuiding those who have lost their luckVIPray ye in your garden friendThat Buddha will descendTo gather all ye gentlemenOf virtue


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Ode To Taoism IOld ancient religion ofYin and YangGood and evil intermingleThe way is found in thisIILao Tzu ye read and ponderAnalyzing unknown artisansIIIHarmony in natureSynchronization of selfReverence in dutyDiscipline essentialIVPray ye gentlemenMeditate and dietBreathe a calculated breathRecite one by oneRemember what ye rememberForget what ye forgetVView the painted landscapeIt is your nirvanaYour escape from this wordOf sufferingVIFollow your wayThe good wayThe just wayThe set pathThe middle pathTill ye are satisfied Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To War IOh you mighty foeBringer of deathAnd freer of famineWe are blind to your arrivalIISharp swords onceNow your weapons advancedYou renew yourself at any given chanceYour intelligence is your lanceIIIThe first to love you were the TitansYour power excites themThen Anthony and NapoleonYou’re our villainThen Kings and Queens of every sortWith them you prefer to consortThen Hitler the tyrantHe killed the innocent for you, you foolThen Bush, but you followed him to warHe was like you, you adored himToo bad that now you ignore himIVYou theBringer of landDeathGoldTearsLost limbsVWhy do you allow us to fight?Why does each generation show your might?The honest jest is that we need you now to liveTo die to live, live to dieHow usual Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Wiccans IEvery waning moonYou cast your best spellsTo evil you do not dwellWhite magic is your hailIIYou burned the colored candlesAnd they melt downWax is all aroundThe Wiccans’ furrowIIIBringing loveOr hexing itBinding spells for himWinding back clocks at willSpeeding them for the feelIVLovely robes you wear at nightUnder the dancing moonlightCasting your circle wellCasting out hellBringing in your guideOnly seeking wisdomSide by sideVThe town of Salem in the pastYou’re free to practice at lastAll your gods and goddesses at your willIf they want to beFor you their blessings seekVIAs this poem is wroteI sense you at my backLooking over meMaking sure I’m on trackVIIOnce a love rock was seenOne dropp from each appliedTheir love still glides


Thou not side by sideIXTo speak in rhymeTakes a lot of timeAnd takes a lot of skillYour spells are undauntingThey rhyme without stoppingHow amazing!To go on and go onAs if singing a songXMay your spells come rightMay your life be trueMay you be blessed by allThe gods that you choseBut, you suly knowThat only one true God rulesFor he loves you tooLook to him for the ultimate power, which you never knewSo mote it be! So mote it be!The half rhyme is through Cynthia Yildirim


Ode To Women IWondrous mothersWondrous sistersGivers of undefined loveSweet and lovely stillIIYour eyes melt men’s heartsYour hair smells of scented bathsYou are mother earthGivers of lifeIntelligent mistresses of GodIIIGentle kisses givenChildren reared by you succeedYou creator of warriors and popesYou creator of writers and singersYou creator of friends and enemiesIVSo many words to describeYour worthWords from you quiet your familiesYou are exquisite and wiseVOppressed by man to this dayMan rules you with an iron fistBut, you fight and gain independenceThis is splendorFreedom from abuse by thoseThat claim to love youVIBless you sisterBless you motherDays are better asunderFight on! Cynthia Yildirim


On The Lot On the Lot, my film making dreams come trueI speak to my crew swiftlyMan the lights!Actors know your linesThe Time! has comeAction! I screamHorrible, horrible!Cut!From the top Days passThen weeksMonths At last my masterpiece is madeIt is sure to be a hit at the boxoffice Ah! Miserable death you fail meRubert thumbs down, is he mad?Then I dissolve into more scriptsI present new actorsAnd begin the whole saga again Cynthia Yildirim


One Day I'Ll Be Like You One day old man I'll be like youMy hands tired and tornMy back hunched overMy steps slowMy driving slowerMy grandchildren lighting my eyesMy medicine cabinet full of things to save meOne day old man I'll be like youAnd they would laugh at meThough they would one day be like me One day old woman I'll be like youMy hair dry and grayMy weight little from not eatingMy cooking still superbMy heart heavy ladenMy grandchildren given my nameMy heart near collapseOne day old woman I'll be like youAnd they will laugh at meThough they would one day be like me Cynthia Yildirim Cynthia Yildirim


Our House Our house, has four walls as any homeA door, that fails to lockWalls, as kaleidoscopesWindows, where breezes freely flowFloors covered in murk black as dustCabinets, with broken hingesBeds, that fall fast, no comfortDishes, uncleanClothes, untendedFood, spoiledWhite, sunken facesSounds loud, then silencePaper, unspentLights falteringCompanions, lostLovers, keptMirrors, as demonsWater, as canyons to rotPictures to escapeWork, demeaningCar, illusionHusband, coldWife, lostKids, confusedLove, present then hiddenWalls without doors, doors without wallsTears, apparent to hearThus, our house has four walls, as any home. Cynthia Yildirim


Please Me Lover English: please me lovertempt mehold metaste mekiss me loverbeg mefeel mewant mehear me lovermoaninggroaningowning youcome to me loversee metalk to meusing signsentice me loverI am yours (I translated my poem with an Internet translator into as many languages as Icould. The link is at the bottom of the page if you want to translate your ownpoems too.) Spanish:por favor yo amantetentarmesostenermeprobarmebesarme amantepedirmesentirmedesearmeoírme amantegemidoel gemirposeertevenido a mí amante


vermehablar con míusar muestrastentarme amanteSoy el tuyo German:bitte ich Geliebtermich reizenmich haltenmich schmeckenmich küssen Geliebtermich bittenmir glaubenmich wünschenmich hören GeliebterÄchzenÄchzenBesitzen dugekommen zu mir Geliebtermich sehenmit mir sprechenVerwenden der Zeichenmich verleiten GeliebterIch bin Ihr French:svp j'amoureuxme tenterme tenirme goûterm'embrasser amoureuxme prierme sentirme vouloirm'entendre amoureuxgémissementgémissementpossession de toivenez à moi amoureuxme voirme parler


employer des signesm'attirer amoureuxJe suis à vous Italian:prego me amantetentarlotenerloassagiarlobaciarlo amanteelemosinarloritenerlodesiderarlosentirlo amantegemitogemitopossederlivenuto a me amantevederlocomunicare con meusando i segniattrarlo amanteSono il vostro Russian:п о ж а л у й ст а , м н е л ю бо в н и к аи с к у ш а й ме н яп р о в е д е тм е н яв к у с м н еп о ц е л о в ат ь м е н я л юб о в н и к ап р о ш у м е няс ч и т а ю т ме н ях о т и т е , ч то б ы я


у с л ы ш а т ьм н е л ю б о вн и к аз д е с ьг р о м к ов ы в л а д е тьп р и ш л о м не л ю б о в н ик ав и д е т ь м ен яг о в о р и т ьм н ес п о м о щ ь юз н а к о вп о б у ж д а ют м е н я л ю бо в н и к аЯ в а с Chinese:請我的愛人誘使我我舉行我的滋味吻我的愛人我謹我的感覺我想聽到我的情人呻吟呻吟擁有你來我的情人我見我談使用標誌吸引我的情人我和你 Chinese: (simplified)


请我的爱人诱使我我举行我的滋味吻我的爱人我谨我的感觉我想听到我的情人呻吟呻吟拥有你来我的情人我见我谈使用标志吸引我的情人我和你 Japanese:私恋人私を誘惑しなさい私を握りなさい私を味わいなさい私に恋人接吻しなさい私を頼みなさい私を感じなさい私がほしいと思いなさい私を恋人聞きなさい呷くことうなること所有私に来られる恋人私に会いなさい私に話しなさい印を使用して


私を恋人誘惑しなさい私はあなたのである Portuguese:por favor mim amantetempt meprender-meprovar-mebeijar-me amanteimplorar-mesentir-mequerer-meouvir-me amantemoaninggemerpossuindo ovindo a mim amantever-mefalar-meusando sinaisseduzir-me amanteEu sou seu Arabic:ي ر ج ى ل ي ا لح ب ي بي غ ر ي ل يع ق د ل يط ع م ل يت ق ب ي ل ل ي ال ح ب ي بت س و ل ل يا ش ع ر م ن يي ر ي د و ن م نيا س م ع م ن ي ال ح ب ي با ل ش ك و ىا ل أ ن ي نا ن ت ت م ل ك


ح ا ن ل ي ا ل حب ي با ن ظ ر ل يي ت ح د ث و ن إل يا س ت خ د ا م عل ا م ا تإ غ ر ا ء ل ي ال ح ب ي بأ ن ا ل ك Cynthia Yildirim


Prop Prop us on your breastFor we are needyDance with me in distressFor we are greedyBound me with your twineFor we are loose Everyday a new breath takenTo live, to dieWho cares for this!For we are diligent Prop us up against yonder wallFor we are fallingPraise our nameFor we are mighty So for this we gain nothingReveal us to allConfusion Cynthia Yildirim


Rannato Rannato at the grottoStole a pipe from DivoStuck it down his pantsThe women went into a traceThe men chased him thus Poor Rannato! Rannato at the fairEveryone staredHe had fell downInto the lions dustThe lion chased him thus Poor Rannato! Rannato at work,being a jerkHad to much fun,with the aupairWith a lot of cussThe owner chased him thus Poor Rannato! Rannato at home,The day was looking dimRannato had always beenHe went to his mammaHe spat in her pastramiMamma chased him thus Mamma was very fast,faster than the menfaster than the lionfaster than the ownerShe caught him thusSo Rannato cried asshe tore his side


Thus, thus Poor Rannato! Cynthia Yildirim10/18/2006 Cynthia Yildirim


She Was She was a breaker of many heartsTill her heart was torn apartShe cried it seemed foreverTill one day she met her loverThey married and had ten kidsShe was the breaker of many heartsNow she is the breaker of many bottoms Cynthia Yildirim


The Laughter The laughter in your heartWould melt a melting potWould rise a sunken shipSave a lady in distressLead the lost to find their wayCause pain to go away Your laughterIs my laughterYour heart, my heartTwo risen shipsOf ladies of lostFrom laughter of painLet us unite these good things Cynthia Yildirim


The Three Sticks Three sticks are boundOne is ample and slimOne is long and voluptuousAnd one is revolting The slim wiggles freeThe voluptuous knocks revoltingThus is freedRevolting mopes around Slim surpasses them bothVoluptuous takes picturesRevolting writes a book They thus become Madonna,Marilyn Monroe and me. Cynthia Yildirim Cynthia Yildirim


The True Poet She sits alonewith her pen in handwriting about all love’s woes.She studies the actions of thesparrow depicting it's movementwith the beautiful languageof poetry. Her wit greets her Her mind full of descriptionsof the most wondrous things.Writing is her passionEveryone knows. Her heart deceives her For poetry is a great art formthat should encompass no limits she says.Write with all that escapes you.Let the universal knowledge overtake you He sits alonewith his pen in handwriting about all love’s woes.He studies the actions of thesparrow depicting it's movementwith the beautiful language of poetry. His wit greets him His mind full of descriptionsof the most wondrous things.Writing is his passionEveryone knows.His heart deceives him For poetry is a great art formthat should have no limitations he says.


Write with all that escapes you.Let the universal knowledge overtake you They meet Cynthia Yildirim


Time Traveler This is the not the present but the pastI am flying through timeConsidering the beginning of reactions,And the end of actions, the merge and disperse of atomsI gaze upon Hawking, Kaku, Greene, and Morris working on their secret theories,they are close to a new discovery I sense, their blended knowledge is immense,thusI journey onThis maze ah it’s deep and swirls like a drainMy being is ripped apart and put together againSomewhere else, somewhere unknown to me Ah, I recognize it now,It is, the life that I live in my dreamsMy other life, I have crossed overI see the house two stories, and that windowOf which, I always peer out of in my dreamsNow I see my other self and my room, which is hersIt is the same as any other room, yet nicerI have a conversation with myself within her dreamShe lives my life I live hers but only in thoughtsShe dreamed me hereI dreamed her thereWe travel in this wayFrom here to there and there to hereShe shared her secrets and I shared mineWe exchanged knowledge of our worldsIt’s always the same dream of doomWhen she tries to warn me of her mistakesSo that I do not do them tooA time traveler within present timeBending Strings that easily unwindThis is power this is graceTaking a journey through God’s great spaceTime to go back and wake from dreamsWhat a cosmos to behold in one wish the truth is toldBend, Shape, Conform them all into a single ball


Cynthia Yildirim


Why This Pain? Why this pain?Is it me?Guilt for life’s wrongsGreat uncertaintyDays of thunderNights of tearsLove of no othersDoes thou’st hear? Cynthia Yildirim


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