Sea is torn sometimes,
You do not know who sews;
I sew.
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One of the founders of Strange Stream in Turkish Poetry. He approached poetry closer to the colloquial language. Found Metaphor, simile unnecessary in literary arts. Due to this approach, he was criticized and underestimated. Over time, the poems had taken interest and admiration. In those years, to be able to write those poems was couragous and miraclous. Sait Faik said for him: "He is one of the most discussed, from time to time he has been ridiculed, from time to time he has proven itself, again denied and is considered both good and bad reputation in the public domain. " Oktay Rifat said that he has produced very good results in a short time by his effort: "Turkish poetry has been approached to Europan Poetry and he caused a big change within a few years."
"The Love Parade" poetry was incomplete. After his death it was found in a paper which is covered to a toothbrush. He died when he was 36-year-old. He had 28 cents in his pocket when he died.
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Let's talk about last one.
Not logged on to any of them
As I attached to her
Not only a woman, but a human.
Not a fool of politeness,
Nor has designs on any wealth
She says we should be free
She Says we should be equal.
She knows how to love people
As she knows how to love the life
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They say he hasn't died yet, still sitting under the trees, in front of the blue sea, in Rumelihisari, continue to muttering the following poetry,
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What a lovely, beautiful, My God, what a pleasant
Travelling on Blues
Resolved from a coast
Aimless as thoughts.
I wish I turn my sail to the wind;
I wish I float about from sea to sea
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