She wrote the last sentence of her letter and looked at her neat handwriting on the white sheet. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and set the paper free out of her hands and watched its flying like a white delicate butterfly. She knew it would never reach him. At that moment she [...]
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Saturday, August 16, 2008
First snowflake of the year. She focused her looks on the calendar to confirm the date once more - - 3rd of February - - her birthday. She woke up earlier today although it was weekend. She opened the curtains to a white world and started to watch the snow even without blinking her eyes. [...]
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Thursday, July 31, 2008
It had been quite a tiring journey for her but thinking of her target made her forget all the distress going on for hours. When she was about to get on the plane, butterflies were fluttering their wings in her stomach; she felt like a little kid on her first day at school. She kept [...]
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Thursday, July 24, 2008
Sometimes it is impossible to know whether we have someone or not, or if we have that someone, what is the degree of relationship between you and him/her. Here, “have” does not mean owning the person like a random possession in our lives. It renders that “him/her” means to us a lot, like if ever [...]
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Sunday, July 20, 2008
Take shelter under my wings, Which can only fly with the power of my love… Hide your soul under my shade, Which can only be visible in my burning passion… Bury your body under my smell, Which can only be felt at the peak of my emotions… Let your screams mix with my tears, Which can only flow out at an endless [...]
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Monday, July 14, 2008
He was looking out of the window of the top floor of the hotel, his eyes locked on the horizon, when the door was knocked twice. He thought she was on time; they could watch the sunset together sitting on the terrace feeling the chilling wind on their faces. That was the best place also [...]
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Friday, July 4, 2008
Waking up in the middle of the night Thinking you might miss me just as I do… Meeting you in the way I wish for And seeing you are not for what I m here for… Talking for a while trying to see what I sense is wrong And unfortunately you’re proving me right… Feeling guilty for what I have had [...]
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Thursday, June 26, 2008
“Take these coins” said the grandma. “Don’t be late after school. I will be waiting for you to watch our favorite TV serial”, then gave a warm smile to her granddaughter which was even more precious than the coins in her pocket. She thought how lucky she had been, being the favored grandchild leaving all the [...]
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Sunday, June 22, 2008
You always know that your voice wraps me like a warm velvet or a chilling satin but I could never have any slightest idea what my voice mean to you… You always know that I can be killed by a pair of deep-dark eyes of yours but I could never find out what you see in [...]
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Thursday, June 19, 2008
Midnight! Stars around… I am waiting for the moon (you) to appear… Morning! I am surrounded by clouds… I am waiting for the sun (you) to shine on me… Winter! Everywhere is full of chilling snow… I am waiting for your warm hands to find me…. Summer! Flowers are everywhere…. I am waiting for your love to blossom in my heart…. And where are you?
Written by Hazan Ozgul | Thursday, August 28, 2008
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