Yahya Azeroğlu

FALL

Life came and went with a sigh

We came to autumn crawling

We lived with difficulty

We were roses in a garden full of autumn

Our rope ended in a ball

Our type is a beautiful work of art

Unfortunately, until now we all

Have laughed at our state of tears

We gathered in a tiny çen stream

We got lost in the throes of life

The broken glass in the window of life

It turns out we were not the main curtain but Tulle

Some of us scanned love

in spite

Some of us searched for knowledge in China

In the miracle called life

We were Ashes scattered at the end of the fire

Son of Azer do not go from the earth without a trace

All of our eyes will remain dull

Unfortunately, unaware of ourselves

We died in late autumn. 

I LIVED LIKE A SOLDIER IN THIS WORLD!!!

Sometimes I went down hills, sometimes I went up hills,

I moved and moved throughout my life,

First of all I was happy about this,

My name was not mentioned with cheating and scrap,

I lived like a soldier in this world.

While praising right with equity,

While beating injustice with justice,

While I loved my country without expecting anything in return,

My name was not mentioned with cheating and scrap,

I lived like a soldier in this world.

I became rich but I did not fly into the air,

I became poor but I did not raise my hand to the scoundrel,

I did not turn and run away from the path I knew was right,

My name was not mentioned with cheating and scrap,

I lived like a soldier in this world.

I was shaken with the ecstasy of honesty.

I fought against cruelty with enthusiasm,

My life passed with black and white colors,

My name was not mentioned with cheating and scrap,

I lived like a soldier in this world.

 Azeroğlu, I have helped my homeland,

I have always refused to run away in fights,

I have created my heart for friends,

My name was not mentioned with the cheat scrap,

I lived like a man in this world.

IT LIKE.

 My youth came and went, my old age,

My bond with autumn became entwined,

When my strong arm and my twig broke,

My fresh springs resembled winter,

Although living comes easily to the tongue,

The law of the world is a deceit,

At the crossroads of life with suffering,

The life that passed resembled saltless food,

Eyes drowned their lights in the bowl,

Wrinkles made nests on the cheek,

When there were no pearl teeth left on the palate,

Soft food resembled stone,

As the years passed, the horizon narrowed,

Knees and feet became weak in rebellion,

When beaten by an ungrateful child,

The intelligent head resembled the crazy head,

The world always left me helpless,

Veins narrowed, blood flowed slowly,

My health and well-being escaped,

Son of Azer resembled a corpse in sin.

I DON’T KNOW

The pain of a thousand troubles in my heart

I don’t know when it will end

The pain of longing caused by your love

I don’t know when it will go

The cruel fate set a trap

We became the captive slaves of separation

The suffering of syllables in my poem

I don’t know when it will end

The tongue of my wounded heart became a peach

The red rose of my vineyard dried up

The nightingale of my special garden that was left without water

I don’t know when it will sing

When my lips stuck to your tulip

We became an epic on the tongue of the poets

Fate will push us to the lake of happiness

I don’t know when it will push

I have suffered sorrow all my life and it hasn’t ended

I waited for news from that beloved

Garip Azeroğlu together with you

I don’t know when he will laugh

Yahya Azeroğlu