Katie-Ellen
Full Member
- Sep 25, 2014
Profoundly moving poem by Neyzen Tevfik (translated from Turkish)
I won't call you a shit,
The shit would feel bad.
If a piece of you fell in shit,
It would spoil the shit
The god kneaded your dough
With (literal) shit,
Your mother gave birth to you accidentally
While shitting.
So beautiful *sobs*
I won't call you a shit,
The shit would feel bad.
If a piece of you fell in shit,
It would spoil the shit
The god kneaded your dough
With (literal) shit,
Your mother gave birth to you accidentally
While shitting.
So beautiful *sobs*
