~ A break-up story (una historia de ruptura)

Man said to woman:

- I love you,

But how,

As squeezing my heart like a vitreous thing in my palm,

Bleeding my fingers,

As breaking,

As going mad…

Man said to the woman:

-I love you,

But how,

Deep for kilometers, straight for kilometers

One hundred percent, one thousand and five hundred percent,

Unlimited percent…

Woman said to the man:

- I looked

With my lip, with my heart, with my mind,

As loving, as bewaring , as bending

To your lip, to your heart, to your mind

Whatever I am saying right now,

You have taught me like a whisper in the dark..

And from now on,

I know:

That the earth-

Like an alighted faced mother-

Is breastfeeding her last and the most beautiful son…

But what can I do,

My hair has tangled around

The fingers of dying one,

It is not possible to release my head!

You,

Have to walk

As looking at the new born

Child’s eyes

You,

Have to walk

As leaving me…

Woman stopped talking.

THEY HUGGED

A book fell off to the ground

A window was closed

THEY BROKE UP.

(Nâzım Hikmet)