LOVE OF ROSE AND NIGHTINGALE

At the end we have already recognised that
We were misserable about nightingale
For long years unnecessarily.
Because although ıt had elegised upon for rose a lot
But had't been able to to tell how much to love it

What could be either else?
One is the plant,the other is an animal.
Their world is different,neither their tongues,
It is known clearly that;an impossible love is.


Although they couldn't come together
The nightingale died but
Actually Rose's mood has been much more pitty
As me,
In this famous story.

When the nightingale exited
What could the rose do?
It withered up.
Not to get anything nearer
It covered pricked-shelter around ıts body

Love is that;
The final is the same
Everytime and everywhere.
You flight to freedom as a bird
I made myself non-touchable as rose
And withdrew into my corner.
I smashed up my place,
Putting a limit can't be crossed,
Banned everything to my body
I gave up to laugh,to live
Even sometimes myself either.
Ayşenur Ökten İZGİN/İZMİR