Kültür ve Sanat
Away
here's a poem by me!
Going on a ride
On a road surrounded by cypress trees
I have no one with me
Just a suitcase full of memories
I'm driving
Since that day
Since the last flicker of the strings of my guitar
We had sunglasses
We didn't look at each other
We were not brave or coward
We left our bed for the last time that day
After caressing each other's skins for the sake
I've been driving since that day
No fuel but
No more a fool.