Best Love Poems by Özdemir Asaf

Özdemir Asaf was born on 11 June 1923 in Ankara. He started school the year his father died. Although he tried to study law and economics, he was not very successful and eventually graduated from the journalism department. He worked in the important newspapers of that period such as Tanin and Zaman and made translations. Although he was a successful journalist, poetry always lay in his heart. He used to write poetry as long as he knew himself.

His first article was published in the magazine Servet-i Fünun under the name Özdemir Asaf. His birth name is Halit Özdemir Arun. After the publication of his first article, he started to publish his own and other poet friends’ books with the Art Printing House he founded. When he died on January 28, 1981, he left behind countless poems, some of which he sang. Some of these poems were composed and turned into immortal songs. Let’s take a closer look at these beautiful love poems, songs and comments from your own voice.

The best love poems by Özdemir Asaf, some of which were composed and some interpreted by his own voice:

• Scratch
• Lavinia
• I will hide you
• Today And Today
• Words Words
• I would watch you
• Outgoing
• Remainder
• Share
• Evergreen

Poetry of the Unexpected: Scratches

I will come, he said wait, he left..

I did not wait, he did not come.

Something like death happened.

But nobody died.

I even lie: Lavinia

I’m not going to tell you to go.

You’re cold, take my jacket.

These are the best hours of the day.

Stay with me.

I’m not going to tell you to go.

You know anyway.

If you want lies, I’ll tell lies

You will be hurt.

I won’t tell you to go

But don’t go, Lavinia.

I will hide your name

Don’t know either, Lavinia.

No one will see you: I will hide you

Believe that I will hide you

When I write, when I draw,

In my songs, in my words.

You will stay, no one will know

And no one will see you

You will live in my eyes.

You will see, you will hear

A glowing warmth of love,

You will sleep, you will wake up.

You’ll look, it doesn’t look like

The days that come, to those who have passed,

You will dive.

understand a level

A life is to spend

You will spend.

I will live you, unspeakable,

I will live in my eyes;

I will keep it in my eyes.

One day, to fully explain..

You will look

I will close my eyes..

You will understand.

Time is an orphan feeling: Today And Today

The days go by so fast

Take a look at your life too.

It’s like we were born yesterday

We started a new school

we just loved

The days go by so fast

Just take a look at your life

As if everything will end tomorrow

It’s like we’re going to die tomorrow.

We are not yet satisfied with his life

Our days are one yesterday, two today

Don’t leave anything for tomorrow

There is no tomorrow.

The strange game of words: Words Words

In the calculations of their interrupted love

One of us sailed to the seas

Without saying why you left.

Their sails were filled with unfulfilled desires.

From the confidence of worn-out words.

He thought he would find innovations.

Every moment there was a new water,

A new moment in every new water.

The sea was showing with its waves from the outside

The difference between what is experienced and what is thought.

Colors were not ending with bubbles

Before you start in another drop, in another light.

A game before your eyes, a game behind.

Everything outside is new, whatever is real.

New emotions that come with new landscapes

If it weren’t for the old words

It will continue throughout one’s life.

A game before your eyes, a game behind.

He understood, at the junction of dying and living

To new fears blowing with new winds

Of words that don’t forgive their innovation

How the enemy is resisting in the bunkers.

He understood, all those who have been

And all that you will be

in those words

that you’re getting old before you get to him

Sun, sea, you: I would watch you

Your hair was blown by the wind.

I used to watch you by your side.

The sun burned, the sea burned.

You would talk, I would listen.

You used to laugh..

You were silent, you were thinking.

You would walk hand in hand with me.

The road would end.

I didn’t see you..

Time passed year by year.

far, far away

I used to watch you.

Walls witness: Outgoing

It’s a night like all nights

In your hair, the heaviest of hands you’ve ever known

The deepest of adventures in your eyes…

They tell you about the past and the rest

It’s a night like all nights

From the dark, from the light

Whatever is your own

Lights shine on window panes

The shadow of the object lying on the carpet

Streets, houses, rooms are now intertwined

Walls cut the gaze, doors sound

Whatever is your own

And you, a thousand and one thoughts, from the day

Plays with your memory, your heart, your hopes

everything thinks with you

Suddenly, a wind blows, towards you

It starts to multiply with you, what ends with it

With your hands that remember, with your eyes that don’t forget

It changes slowly enough to be sensed

Varies desired undesirable

The hard lies she protects are erased

An easy truth grows, known, unspoken

The sleepers are awakened, the dead are resurrected

One night towards you

It’s been one night towards you…

The past is what you lived, without understanding while you were living

Maybe it’s a reality

Disappearing like a needle, breaking like a glass

It’s like you’ve been waiting

And outgoing, sweetest, warmest, biggest..

There’s not even time: the rest

Something is left in one of the nights

From you.

Something unknown before

Like an indelible sound.

Bigger than words, inside words,

Something is left of you

Escape between Lives.

The given color is different, the receiving color is different.

without time to say

Something left under the lips.

A red dot in the middle of the darkness.

Shining in the eyes, hidden in the hands.

Something is left of you on the shore of a sea,

Loaded with looks, silent with words..

Filled with you, something with you without you..

Years of years not found,

Call when found.

It wasn’t like this before: Pay

I used to be a shiny ship.

I believed in blissful journeys.

I thought there were islands, sunny, blue, carefree.

I would run to the waves at full speed.

If you could see me then.

I used to be a shiny ship.

If you would have seen me then

You would come after me.

But now the water is in the evening

The last port is myself, this is where I turn,

He knew, he found, he understood.

I remember, once I laughed.

The escape that I gave my life to.

Now, at this evening hour

I’m back, I’ve seen it, it’s gone, it’s over,

On the insatiable shore of your eyes.

I also know how to love: the undead

I’m coming to you, to you,

Understand me, the devil inside me.

Only you are correct.

Coming when necessary, fleeing when necessary.

At night on the face of the sea,

It is from you to see the colors that render the darkness.

To understand the unnoticed beauty of some words from you,

To begin to live forgotten suddenly.

I’m coming to you, right to you,

In order not to be silent.

Because when you listen, you listen,

Looking, seeing, seeing.

I know how to love well, I learned to think.

Now I can open and close all doors.

You understand what they mean.

I come to you, only to you,

No lies, no secrets.

Whatever I’m going to tell you as it is,

Know, let them know, know.

Joyful,

Let the one who hits when he hits and smiles when he laughs.

Your voice, your face, your hands – one hundred percent yours.

You are not dead.

I’m coming to you, right to you,

In order not to be silent.

Because when you listen, you listen,

The one who looks, the one who sees, the one who sees.

I know how to love well, I learned to think.

I heard what it is to die without giving life.

Now I can open and close all doors.

You understand what they mean.

I come to you, only to you,

No lies, no secrets.

Whatever I’m going to tell you as it is,

Know, let them know, know.

Joyful,

Let the one who hits when he hits and smiles when he laughs.

Your voice, your face, your hands – one hundred percent yours.

You are not dead.

One of the most loved Turkish poets who lived in our country Listing some of the best love poems by Özdemir Asaf We shared his composed songs and comments from his own voice. You can share your favorite Özdemir Asaf poems that are on our list or that you want to be in the comments.