Ayla Deniz's Poems

My black hair will make the moon fall in my love so soon

it will shine on me and I will become silver like.

I will become a white rose, I will look at her so that the warmth of his love will make me blush…

I will sacrifice my petals one by one on his way.

I will spread my perfume in the path of the wind so that it blows in his path..

I will blind the eyes of the stars so that they do not look at my moon…
He is my moon. My moon…

My moon must always remain the moon..proud , handsome and loyal

I ask the moon not to look at the sun…

He has a sun in the earth…

If he fall in sun’s love , the sun of the world,
…I will die.

If I die, whose moon will it be ???

I will soon be impatient for him..
And if I get impatient..I will die ..

My moon… I will soon fall in love with you

It’s enough..shine for me above my house at nights

just shine for me..

believe ..

I will get your shine….