chasing the sun

You may not like me, you might think I’m an eccentric, you could hate me for being a show off, you may think I’m a self obsessed, reckless, imbalanced spirit with undeserved talent, you probably think I’m a pathetic vampire of soul of some sort, playing the playful angel or the spoiled daughter of the sun, heralding an imaginary world that doesn’t exist or wouldn’t last, a player who wants all, chasing the sun. Well it is true. I do. But you will remember me.

The Pilgrim

She’s not for you or not for me,
She shines for all
But she’s not for anyone
Who wouldn’t dare to be

Sona ©, July 22, 2010

clouds

You know i did all could
-you’d let me
I’d do more than you could ever imagine
-if you’d let me believe
Don’t you ask me where I was
Because I’m here

Sona ©, July 18, 2010

seal without

Sona © July 15, 2010

the primal dance

Prime evil is within you all
To devour you from within
As there is no without
Noone else
As all is one
Stick to the prime joy
With all that you have
There is no other dance
No other war
Dance with the devil, dance of the will
There is none other
But choice

Sona ©, july 10, 2010

Tropic of cancer

Solstice weekend.. unleash thy horses,
As the world is coming to my end
This bird has flown
Midsummer is just about in..
Talented mister, rip me
-let’s let the ride begin
Mighty waves o’mine
Crashing against your rocks
Tropic of cancer, skywards, earthborn…

Sona ©, 19 June 2010

her garden song

She’s a demon dancer, genius handler, free faller… She’s a garden not a gardener, and a dream not a dreamer, and she can’t sing cause she’s a song, but can you sing her?

Sona ©, June 2010

"Cheers to the unknown"*

What really matters to me
Is sort of unknown -yet
Just a simple wish
Not to go through all that it takes
The countless breaths
Holding
-ever in or out, but just not there
Always in fucking control for the sake of our wellness
Oh ever so close -or is it just there that it is?
A prayer of truth that is
“truth is beauty, beauty is truth”
Not a balance but a free fall of existence
Not to give or take
And just to be
As all we are
And all there is to be

Sona ©, June 2010

*"Cheers to the unknown" Sinem Tabagoglu

dennis hopper you know i had a secret crush on you..

wild eyes
wicked wisdom
-hard ride
good looking mugshot.
dennis hopper,
you know i had a secret crush on you..

Sona ©, 30 May 2010

Juicy Free

I am happy when i see you
Beautiful, wild and free
A juicy fruit
Unattached to its tree

Sona ©, december 2009

i see you

i see you
i see you
i see –you.
i walked over dusted horns and slippery edges
flower bleeding beaches
almost on purpose
i crossed my mind in mighty desert sunsets
watched the horizon on temple mountains
solid, empty..
busy streets in foreign lands
crowds passing across my mind
confusing dreams
and here i am naked and true to myself
.since i’ve known you
the white noise stopped in my head
you were sent from that magical forest i guess
i welcome you, to my own land


"'Do you know, I always thought Unicorns were fabulous monsters, too?’ said Alice, 'I never saw one alive before!'.

'Well, now that we have seen each other,' said the Unicorn, 'if you believe in me, I'll believe in you.'"

You really are
And you are welcome to my land..


Sona ©, december 2009

Chemystery

Chemystery

The arithmetic dance of Cosmos
Is a mysterious chemistry
An arythmic flow

There is poetry in the mathematics of reality
Potions, illusions
Lines, angles, cliches
Circles, confessions and surfaces
People in touch
Out of reach
All connected
There is magic in the chemistry of connections
Too much loneliness in a big crowd
So much love in brief moments
A never ending equation ever giving birth to its unique extensions




Sona ©, december 2009

Whose life are you living?

Someone else cooks your food
Someone else washes your dishes
Clothes and ironing too
Someone else walks your dog
Someoneelse grows flowers in your garden
Someone else plays with your child

So tell me mister
Whose life are you living?


Sona ©, december 2009






*Photo: Walter Sanders./Time & Life Picture
May 01, 1946

Pamuk ipli kız

Sadece dokunmak içindir
Tüm kaçındığımız
Ne kadar güçlü sanıyorsak
Bir o kader zayıf hız
Güç bunları
Pamuk ipli kız

Sona ©, kasım 2009

Jungle Bells

A heart on its own
Can break by itself
When it breaks its own illusions,
Apparitions, epiphanies, dingbats, jungle and bells..
-Awareness
is a brutal teacher
Yet just,
In her own ways
Choose your songs wisely
Cause you get carried away
By your own jungle and bells

Sona ©, kasım 2009

Happiness is a loaded gun

Happiness is a loaded gun
Cruel dreams
And getting crashed by that car
Baaam and flowering blood
Killing rainbows in the name of fun
and all over your dark sun
hell is well
that ends not
take whatever there is while you cannot

bells are ringing tunes you’ve never known
Silence is not peace
Noone lets you sleep in those dreams
And i’ll go all over again
Just to spell your game
Once again

Sona ©, octoboar

foes

There she sleeps
A tired
Ruthless
innocent
mythical beast.
selfishly giving,
therefore with all her flaws and foes
tenderly displeased

seeking redemption
in her angel sleep
her untold silent selfishness
unknown to man
except to the kind of his
an unforgiven pause
off too much to please

there he is
dead as usual
looks vulnerable in his short,
alert brief sleeps..

Sona ©, october 2009

Araf Çölayak

Araf Çölayak

Kurulur hep dibe -hiçlerin sultanı
Gözünü herşeye dikmenin cezası-
Dehanı arşı aleme
Gergefini hoş işleyen güle
-Sus! o bir rüzgardır ama esmez
Kandırmaz sadece kandır
Güzeli bilir
Ezeli bir dikişte devirir
Dinimiz bugüne bugünmüş gibi en büyük yalan sensin
İçin araf sessiz boş derin ya hoş, zira güzelsin
Hayalimizdeki satanist lidersin
Aşkına geçti günler
Bugün dostlar, yalnızca bugün, der
Canımızı üzersin
Herşeyin sultanı anca korkulur senden
Hiçbirşey tesadüf değilse kalbimde
Nereden çıktın sen nesin?
Suretini göster deycur!
Hiçbirşey tesadüf değilse sen nesin?

Sona ©, temmuz 2009

thunder and milk

thunder and milk
fortless, naked and powerful..
I am
Sona,
-uncensored and uncut
in the darkshine of your love.
“if you only knew..
the power
of the darkside”, old vader used to say.
Something unborn grew in me while you were away.
Alive and cheerful
In the tower of the undead
The bliss of love may not conquer all
Yet I am
Ready to unleash, fight and nourish
Your undead priestly beast
With whatever thunder and milk in my breasts I have
-I DO DARE.
Silence brought me the answer;
No matter what
it is a yes
fortless, naked and powerful..
I am here.
To devour your hell in my heaven
-I dare
To strip me of the heaven I have built with blood and tears and laughter and funny bitter golden teachers all along the way-
in your unknown land
deadly sober
deadly awake.

Now I summon my nightly other, Luna Lupus
To give me the power
Not to fight-
Just to be there.
I summon my Sun and Shine on you
-reserved
Perseverance of the now self-permitted hermit on the summit of a history
I scream to you from the hard earned emptiness I have built around myself
Fortless of the proud naked self
-I dare
To shine a flowering spring
In your deadly unwelcome deep
You’re not welcome
But you are here,
as I let.
truth is my only
and ultimate weapon
truth is my justice, truth is my beauty
if you dare
-even when i’m running scared
yes.
Yes.
No matter what it’s a yes.
I come to you dressed in all my fears
I come to you hurt
I come to you full of hope and twistedly real
I dare your devil
I come to you fortless, naked and powerful
Scared shitless
With a fresh, bold heart
Smouldering the ashes of a deep burried past
No way-
I come to you with a history that deletes itself
Do you say-
Reborn and ready to die for no reason I dare
I come to you with a thirst for the truth
I am the devildarer
I am the flowering spring and sun and I come to heal and kill and die and loose and i dare
No matter what
It’s a yes
With whatever thunder and milk in my breasts I have..

wounded animals

In the middle of your nowhere
I survived my shell
Well said;
She’s not afraid to go to the deepest ends of her own hell
-or yours
Pain is a deadly celebration of life
We’re all wounded animals after all
Resisting peace
Running in through
wall after wall..


this is love
-it’s a war.

Sona ©, Undead August 09