Professor Yahya Azeroğlu

(1)

AM LIVING 

I’ve gotten older, I’ve reached my limit 

I live with trouble and sorrow

The page of my life notebook is over 

Unfortunately, I am writing in the void.

Life finally ate me too

A thousand troubles piled on top of a thousand troubles 

Now the world I’m speeding around 

I’m wandering around slowly 

I’ve grown old, my heart has never matured 

He was never loyal to his owner 

The wheel is broken and there are no gears left. 

I also get angry at the buzzing 

 Our youth walked very rudely 

 The dark cloud covered the stars 

My big body melted and melted 

I’m leaking where I sit 

Familiar time to risk

We tied our faith to worship 

Now the cure is gone in your knees 

I draw figure eight while walking 

For a moment, the curtain was drawn over my eyes 

Moreover, the ears do not hear

There’s nothing left to do I guess

I am suffering from pain and ache

Words don’t stay in my memory 

Empty eyes cannot see the wound 

The tongue has grown and does not turn on my palate 

As the world speaks, I remain silent 

The handcuffs of oppression remain on my arm

All I have left is my property and my sackcloth. 

Azeroğlu is on his last journey 

I’m running fast

(2)

SMİLES CRİED

Don’t think that this smiling face of mine is happy.

There is a thousand sorrows in my si ngle laughter  

The strange nightingale draws the dice in vain 

Those who will laugh for the sake of laughing cried

Smiles made me wail 

Red cheeks groaned in pain 

My lips could not embellish the words 

Smiles cried for tongues 

I said my life but 

darling didn’t answer

My soul consoled by dreams 

Scattered from the heart of faded love

Smiles cried for the ashes 

It’s a helpless wound, believe me. 

The influences are gone in the past 

Broken glass window

cried for the tulles 

Friends do not heal heartache 

You are the best of friendships 

The love of my heart consumed my life

Smiles cried for years 

Azeroğlu, I made you laugh 

I embroidered the loop on my lace 

Waiting patiently to die 

Laughs cried for Situations

(3)

PEACE MUST PREVAIL!!!

In the damaged essence of this world

In the fire and embers of the fires

In the spring and autumn of the seasons

Peace must prevail.

In every breathing section

In the artist’s breath, in his voice

In the court of people’s conscience

Peace must prevail

In the air balloons of the earth

In the halls of the courthouse

In all areas of this life

Peace must prevail

To shine in a dark place

To serve humanity

To live a life in peace

Peace must prevail

Where man shoots man

Where roses fade in the vineyards

Where there is death and violence

Peace must prevail

Without confirming the lie of the liar

Without judging the weak by the strong

Without questioning race, language and religion

Peace must prevail

As the aim reaches its target

As the mind and insight know

As this Azeroğlu said

Peace must prevail.

(4)

SILENT SCREAMS!!!!

In the waves of silent screams,

I keep flowing in a meandering manner,

In the rings of the chain of torment,

I walk towards eternity.

A storm breaks out inside me,

My eyes dive into a mysterious dream,

When silent screams are wrapped in a jade,

I seek peace there.

The mysterious web of silent screams,

Reminds us of the final destination,

A leaf that has turned yellow and fallen from a plane tree,

I melt like a candle when I see it,

The autumns of silent screams,

I have seen the summer months as I live,

The roaring poets of the homeland,

I attain my desire as I remember..

These silent screams warned Azeroğlu,

They showed me the path of ideals,

The red and white rose of my homeland,

I smell and smell it with longing..

Taken from my book “Silent Screams”, 1995

Yahya Azeroğlu

(5)

YOU BECAME A LIFE TO ME

On the path of hope in the deserts of longing

You became life to me in my lifeless body

On the tired left of my sick body

You became blood in my bloodless veins

While being wrapped in the ball of desire

While my ocean of emotions is rippling

While being shaken in the vortex of love

You have become a place of honor for me

When my claws lose their strength

You became the subject of my syllables

My long nights without you

You dawned on me in your darkness

Even though today is a different day, I feel nice

I see you crying all the time inside

To live with you forever

You became an inn with a single door on the land to me

You hit Azeroğlu with your eyelashes

You wrapped your son Azer in your arms

You surrounded your son Azerbaijan with your love

You guided me in the caravan of emotions.

CV!!!

Yahya Azeroğlu

was born on 24/10/ 1955/ in Yukarı Topraklı village of Aralık district of Iğdır. He completed his primary secondary education there. He then studied literature at the Istanbul Turkish Literature Foundation. He studied languages in Germany for two years. After returning to Turkey, he was accepted to Anadolu University, but before graduating, he started working at a public institution. He retired from there. Over time, he wrote 12 books. 3 books were published about Yahya Azeroğlu by other researchers and writers. His articles were published in various literary magazines. He was chosen as the poet of the year 3 times by different institutions. He received around 100 awards within this framework. He founded the Turkish World Art and Culture Center and is currently the general chairman of this institution. He was awarded an honorary professorship by the Azerbaijan Science and Education Center. Yahya Azeroğlu has 4 children, 2 girls and 2 boys.

Honorary Professor Yahya Azeroğlu/Turkey