The Best Composed Poems from Turkish Literature

Although literature and music are seen as two separate branches of art, those who know actually know, there seems to be an unspoken agreement signed between the two throughout history. Countless poems have been composed both in the world and in our country and have been engraved in our minds as immortal songs. When we consider sound and syllable structure We can say that some of the best of the poems composed by him came from Turkish literature.

When it comes to composed poems, we are sure that a different song will come to your mind, Some songs are not known to have been composed from a poem, although they have become popular. Herein lies the magic. The fact that the words of a song are the lines that a poet has written before, makes that song much more meaningful. Let’s listen to the poems composed in Turkish literature.

Some of the best composed poems from Turkish literature:

• This Love Ends Here – Ataol Behramoğlu
• Silent Ship – Yahya Kemal Beyatlı
• Balance – Turgut Uyar
• Walnut Tree – Nazim Hikmet Ran
• Mahur Beste – Attila İlhan
• Something Else – Can Yücel
• If Not Your Letter – Murathan Mungan
• Never mind the heart – Sabahattin Ali
• Gossip – Orhan Veli Kanık
• Sinanay – Melih Cevdet Anday

Your face is like a wildflower: This Love Ends Here – Ataol Behramoğlu

This love ends here and I walk away

A child in my heart, a revolver in my pocket

This love ends here have a nice day my darling

And I walk away a river flows

It’s a memory now the sleepy city

Children and soldiers in fading albums

Your face fades softly like a wildflower

Sleep and forgetfulness get deeper and deeper

We lay side by side and the grass was wet

How beautiful were you! what a uniquely written one!

They always told about this, that is, a lost love

All dead poets passing through this world

This love ends here and I walk away

A child in my heart, a revolver in my pocket

This love ends here have a nice day my darling

And I walk away a river flows

Helpless Hearts: The Silent Ship – Yahya Kemal Beyatlı

Now it’s time to buy iron

A ship to the unknown departs from this port.

The road takes silently as if it had no passengers;

Neither a handkerchief nor an arm does not shake on that take off.

Those who stay at the quay are sad from this trip,

He stares at the black horizon for days, his eyes moist,

Desperate hearts! This is neither the last ship that goes!

Nor is this the last mourning of a life of anger.

The loved and loved in the world waits in vain;

He does not know that the lovers who are gone will not return.

Every one of the many gone is happy from his place,

Many years have passed; there is no returning from the expedition.

But what is your name: Denge – Turgut Uyar

I believe in your forethought

I believe your purple is purple

your god great amenna

your poem is a good poem

Smoke too

I’m numb with all the trees

Crowd huh huh

Lost in the streets, found in my pocket

But the streets were like this

The trees were like this

but what is your name

Don’t disturb my balance

My love can change and my truths can change too

Against a sparkling wavy sea

I came to the knee-deep waters

I smile at you all with good intentions

I can’t fight any of you

I have a secret knowledge

I believe in your forethought

I believe your purple is purple

I’m totally on my own

I am according to the whole world

but what is your name

Don’t disturb my balance

I watch you with a hundred thousand eyes: Walnut Tree – Nazım Hikmet Ran

My head is a foamy cloud, my inside is the sea,

I am a walnut tree in Gülhane Park,

knots, şerham şerham is an old walnut.

Even you and police are not aware of this.

I am a walnut tree in Gülhane Park.

My leaves curl like fish in water.

My leaves are fluttering like silk handkerchiefs,

tear it off, wipe your eyes, my rose, your tears.

My leaves are my hands, I have a hundred thousand hands.

I touch you, Istanbul with a hundred thousand hands.

My leaves are my eyes, I stare in amazement.

I watch you, Istanbul with a hundred thousand eyes.

My leaves beat like a hundred thousand hearts.

I am a walnut tree in Gülhane Park.

Even you and police are not aware of this.

Müjgan and me: Mahur Beste – Attila İlhan

the festivity broke up, a bitter wind remained alone in the garden

he plays a mahur song, Müjgan and I cry

gone, friends, the feast is over, neither the old excitement nor the speed

in our lonely sad loneliness sequentially unordered

he plays a mahur song, Müjgan and I cry

they were young saplings blown out of a forest of fire

they carved light from the sun they were tough guys

their rough smiles shook the light

they left before evening it got dark

the longing of endless reeds later later

the obscurity of the aftermath adds a dimension to them.

maybe it will be a black consolation for the rest

the nights are getting longer, getting ready for autumn

And a new life: Something Different – ​​Can Yücel

What I want is something different

neither like a tree nor a cloud

It’s not like this is the hometown I’m going to

sea ​​apart,

air is different..

fall from another branch of travel

longer than you live

a sweet ride to the ground

to the height of the tree

in the wind at the height of the branch

and a new life

by the green of the grass you arrived

where i saw

where is he waiting

other color

taste different.

What united our hands: If Not Your Letter – Murathan Mungan

If not your letter

Unless you wrote

who would believe

That we broke up with you.

Sanma is forgotten,

heartache over time

forgetting everything

Don’t think it’s alive.

What was it that held us together?

What brought our hands together

Let me tell you our impossible love

To love is to risk many things.

look into the past,

Loaded with so many memories

Where is that tavern?

where is the cinema

With wasted time

It cannot be lived again;

after being late

Search wasted!

There are still days to see: Never mind the heart – Sabahattin Ali

Do not tilt your head forward

don’t mind, don’t mind

Don’t let your cry be heard

Don’t mind heart, don’t mind

Crazy waves outside

Come and lick the walls

These voices distract you

Don’t mind heart, don’t mind

Even if you don’t see the sea

turn the eye up

The sky is the bottom of the sea

Don’t mind heart, don’t mind

When your troubles rise

Send a reproach to Allah

There are still days to see

Don’t mind heart, don’t mind

Lead horse ends on horse

Roads end gradually

Punishment ends on bed

Don’t mind heart, don’t mind

Skip these, my parents: Gossip – Orhan Veli Kanık

who told me

Because I fell for Süheyla?

Who saw, but who,

that I kissed Eleni,

On the high sidewalk, in broad daylight?

I took Melahat and then

I went to Alemdar, right?

I’ll tell you later, but

Whose leg did I squeeze on the tram?

Supposedly, we are haunted by Galata;

Pull the heads off

We were breathing there;

Pass them, my parents, pass;

Pass them with a pen;

I know what I did.

What if he threw Mualla into the boat,

The story of making my soul say your hijra?

The island winds: Şinanay – Melih Cevdet Anday

island steamer with paddle wheels

Dressed in flags garish

Bagel maker, coffee maker, soda maker

Şinanay is also shinanay.

muslim, jewish, public

Sportsman, old man, tuberculosis

Someone’s hair flies, someone’s skirt

Şinanay is also shinanay.

The island makes the wind blow

makes you happy it makes me offended

Who sits in the luxury cabin

Şinanay is also shinanay.

Coming out of the pen of master poets in Turkish literature We shared some of the composed poems that come to life in the notes of the musicians. Of course, this list could have been much longer. You can share the composed poems you want to be on our list in the comments.