Murat Halici Turkey follow poet Poet's Page Poems More Next Poem2 / 4 Previous Poem Madam Petri Rating: ★5.0 ♡ Autoplay Madam Petri Ah Madam Petri! Your rage has ranged With your voice which doesn't cling nowhere As violets capture corners Sun is starting to pick up it's brocaded shawl in quiet And everything is back to the drawing board Resentment of clouds was same at Lille And you were busy by clinching past with future As you were holding them from their wrong places Late afternoon had left it's grace Also streets and avenues had adapted to you Anyone was knowing what was loaded at the port And was loading from the moment who is in it İn fact we couldn't succeed to cry like roses Even if we struggles And I had tought that you were inexperienced About life Ah Madam Petri! Does time collect or reduce us? But life is not given by measure Goods are fore and bads are behind usually Every day is dying as it was breeding the next one As if it is paying the price of it's sins And we find the baby in our arms Happiness is a puppet Please believe me The desert would have not been happy even if it was water-logging Ah madam Petri! Life don't like to tug at it's sleeve What if sky is actual captivity To which we envy from our cages We can not hide from ourselves Also we can not find ourselves Ah Madam Petri! But how much of ourselves do we want to find?