CATAPULT
CATAPULT
A catapult back to
reality
Locked in a state of
trance
You are receding
First gently, then
violently
Pieces on the floor
Of a shattered dream
The most beautiful
dream you had…
Devin Giray Tarı
22.08.2020
QUASI-MEMORIAL
QUASI-MEMORIAL Can you remember me? A remnant of your distant past A passerby of your faint memories Here I stand A breeze touches me sometimes A scent of remembrance carries me away It is as if you're still here Looking deep into my eyes We imagined a castle Flying planes of postcards It is as if I can remember your eyes And your curly blonde hair It is as if I can feel your skin And yet your voice is merely a trace Of bygone days washed away by time Never to be as vividly remembered as they occurred Of childhood dreams Of childhood romance cut short Forever to remain Quasi-memorial. Devin Giray Tarı 17.11.2020