DANDELION Larger than skies Lighter than a soul Dandelion loves you. Photo frames from fifties Silence kicks your ear Yet the past never comes back So lonely after every feast Walls begin moving around Just be cautious and wait Darker in color Stickier than a gum There goes your freedom Thicker than #life Shorther than a sneeze Dandelion is blown Just watch its final scene by Hakan Guzhan www.inscribink.com

TYPICAL AMBIENT A typical ambient On the left of a theft lamp So bright Blue crab You smile Time is flying by No success no evidence Where’s heaven for God’s sake? A humble ambient on the side So tight of a warning Blue crab, don’t cry #life is passing by Hours are guilty as charged Some known ambient just died By Hakan Guzhan www.inscribink.com

STAGE Individuals, events, places and time which are mentioned in this book might be taken out from real #life or, they could be partially or totally the reflection of our imagination… Isn’t #life a game, which we set up by misleading our very ownselves in our perceptions and keep playing until we die? All of us are actors, as a matter of fact! You, too… Me, too… All of them, too… We are all actors… We must not forget that all the facts and the lies are just assumptions. Whatever we want to see as the truth, it is true, it should be true. We must not put aside our own thoughts because others wanted so. Now, you are asking me what these are all about? And I will say, this is my damn business! Now, the curtains up! And the lights on! Here’s the stage… Hakan Guzhan www.inscribink.com

The Sun The Sun has risen on you time is endless now we both know all flowers will one day die blinking eye but never lie… Days are passing by our flesh in flame look at the crescent star we all will somehow cry your sun rised on me time is endless now… Swallows are flying high this ain’t the season all we need is the red wine your eyes getting wet the sun is rising on us time is coming to an end and we are falling in love… By Hakan Guzhan www.inscribink.com

INSOMNIA There wouldn't be insomnia If loneliness weren’t living in the city… Love is spilled all over your swallow eyes This summer isn’t hot , but hell… The sun hasn’t rised yet… Chatters are coming like screams These birds are former babies of last year… Nomore winds in your throat Frozen are the midafternoon talks Then why do we need the 5-o’clock tea? Bitter than a liqueur Juicier than a kiss Forgotten sense is forever… Insomnia wouldn’t be alive If death weren’t revived… Darkness in the air… This silence now is like a dream Everyone is considering Your knees trembling, your hands are cold So that you’re my love, What is beyond that? Princesses are crying in all distant palaces The#moonrised even before sun set Look at that Where the loneliness revives Insomnia increases… It fumes on your forehead Your chest ripped off two sides If she doesn’t come, doesn’t come If she doesn’t love, doesn’t love Now that we’re in a dream Nobody knows where truth lays… Once you’re gone Stone babies are thrown into the oceans Those were the waters more deep blue than your eyes Yet canoun* improvisation was too late Some hejaz** defeat Some desolation… Sleeping seems like a dream in your eyes Where the loneliness lives in this city… By Hakan Guzhan www.inscribink.com – hg *canoun : a musical instrument in Turkish Classical music, produces very sad and profound sound… **hejaz : a strain in Turkish Classical music, sad and profound…