Nakşettim Strings

In my broken heart, A thousand poems flourished. My Lord is a bit of affection, Midwife was enough. I have embroidered strings, Endowed upon those ... Broken hearts, Volunteers who say right. I see with my heart, I hear with my heart, I'm filled with love, I was a bullshit. I have embroidered strings, Endowed upon those ... Muvahhid exquisite, The breath in the mutt. My heart came, He called out. Post, What's the pilgrimage? I have embroidered strings, Endowed upon those ... Broken hearts, Volunteers who say right.

Birdman Father Yunus Kokan