Saturday, July 13, 2013

Another Touch Of My Cheek

Lightness of existence;
A person who knows standing tall
For no matter what lesson comes after,
What experience
What joy and happiness for the sorrow..

A soul learns them all
And takes them as "one.."
Comes and goes with
A master of eternity
Of know-how
And a "padavan" of it...
I keep being respectful to this master
I keep dictating what I wrote
Before I come..

I loved this life;
I loved this universe,
And anything keep coming with it;
Most of the times,
I will give my
Another cheek...

July13, 2013
Erhan OZBIYIK

Vanishing Horizon

Behind...
My foot prints...
Very few had a way out ..
Because the tracks I left behind
Are not so much in the deep anymore ..
My responsibilities,
Are not making me heavier like it used to be,
And not leaving deep impression on the beach anymore..
My feet, my body ..
Soon at one of these days;
I will walk on the water without a trace ..
Without a trace, quietly,
Such as the vanishing point on the horizon...
October29, 2011
Erhan ÖZBIYIK




Lightness of existence;
A person who knows standing tall
For no matter what lesson comes after,
What experience,
What joy and happiness for the sorrow..

A soul learns them all
And takes them as "one.."
Comes and goes with
A master of eternity
Of know-how
And a "padavan" of it...
I keep being respectful to this master
I keep dictating what I wrote 
Before I get back..

I loved this life;
I loved this universe,
And anything keep coming with it;
Most of the times,
I will give my
Another cheek...

July13, 2013
Erhan OZBIYIK

Tuesday, June 18, 2013


This is all about my horizon...
The far I see
The far I be,
I live...

This is all about my journey...
The far I see
The far I be,
I live...


This is all about my existence...
The far I see
The far I be,
I live...

Time is..
Relative.
And I know this.
So I live too 
Fast..
Far..



The eyes in my heart
See the light...

Always..
N O    F E A R ...

June18, 2013
Erhan OZBIYIK

Friday, May 31, 2013

BODY LANGUAGE

Eyes lead us heart,
Doors of soul…

Nose leads us to breath..
Being proud of our spirit…
Or smelling the future..

Lips lead to the tongue of the soul
Of the moments that we missed
To correspond to ages;
That we wait for..

Skin goes to emotions,
We feel…
When we touch…
And expect to react..

Hair lead us to passion..
Sometimes, freedom,
And sometimes slavery..

Neck is the confidence,
Tells us the truth,
Of ourselves…

Shoulders are the hug,
They are tight, insane and close…
Its missing, the beating heart…

Back,
Related to the personality..
And its strong sometimes,
Or weak anytime..
To stab, suddenly…

Legs…
They are runners of life,
Kickers of rush…

Knees are the fear…
Or maybe the trust of difficulties..
Either, carrying crane of hard times…
Or maybe happiness within impatience…

Foot…
Tools of helplessness,
To walk away with..

Erhan OZBIYIK

YOU ARE

The beauty is everywhere,
The beauty is near,
THe beauty is endless,
The beauty needs to search
All this time..
The beauty is touching,
The beauty is thoughtful;
Thinking good things,
The beauty is full of life,
Goodness...

The beauty is YOU..
-Inside- ....

December2, 2008
Erhan OZBIYIK