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671.BİLEN KALMADI...
HİDAYET DOĞAN OSMANOĞLU

671.BİLEN KALMADI...




Kime güveneyim kime kanayým,
Evimi açýp da sofra kurayým,
Sýrlarýmý verip piþman olayým,
Ýnsanlar deðiþti mertlik kalmadý.



Ýki laf söylesem hemence yayar,
Emanet olunmaz bir anda cayar,
Kendini uyanýk beni saf sayar,
Mayalar bozuldu asýl kalmadý.



Bir yabancý gelse gýybetim yapar,
Yanýmda söylemez arkamdan sayar,
Para vermez isem tefeye koyar,
Cimriler çoðaldý cömert kalmadý.



Anadan atadan yoktur utanan,
Haksýzlar çoðaldý torpil atanan,
Devletin malýný ediyor talan,
Haklýyý haksýzý bilen kalmadý.



Ortada geziyor ince fistanla,
Utanmadan bir de takar koluna,
Nasihat dinlemez hepsi boþuna,
Hocayý alimi bilen kalmadý.



Anayý babayý gelin istemez,
Evinde ocakta yemek piþirmez,
Elinden ekþimiþ ayran içilmez,
Ebeyi dedeyi bilen kalmadý.



Torunlar büyüyor nasipsiz Haktan,
Gelsin helal haram geçer kursaktan,
Zina serbest hýnzýr eti kasaptan,
Helalý haramý bilen kalmadý.



Gelecek kýyamet bize yakýnda,
Hüdayi der insan derin uykuda,
Mevlamýz acýsýn çoluk çocuða,
Kabiri sýratý bilen almadý.

17.09.2018//KIRIKKALE
HÝDAYET DOÐAN


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THERE IS NO KNOW ...

Who should I trust, whom should I fall for?
Let me open my house and set a table,
I’ll give my secrets and regret
People have changed, no bravery.

If I say two words, it will spread immediately,
Caught in an unreliable moment,
He considers himself awake and me pure,
The yeast broke down and there was no real left.

If a stranger comes, I will backlash,
He doesn’t say by my side, he counts behind me,
If I don’t give money, I will put it on the bench,
The stingy increased and not remained generous.

There is no mother ashamed of ancestor,
The wrong have increased,
Pillage the property of the state,
No one knows the right and the wrong.

Wandering in the middle with a thin fist,
He wears it on his arm without shame,
They don’t listen to advice, all in vain
Nobody knows the teacher.

Mother and father do not want bride,
He does not cook on the stove in his house,
Don’t drink sour buttermilk from your hands,
Nobody knows the midwife and grandfather.

Grandchildren are growing,
Let the halal haram pass from the crop,
Adultery free mischief from the butcher,
Nobody knows the halal haram.

The next apocalypse is soon for us,
People say hüdayi in deep sleep,
May our Maula pity the children and children,
He did not take the grave who knew the order.

17.09.2018 // KIRIKKALE
HÝDAYET DOÐAN


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