to my daughter
Dilber
Twelve Thirteen
Leyli Salayeva
• 2014 •
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Leyli Salayeva (b. 1985) was born in Baku to a family of a musician and a filmmaker. She wrote her first poem at the age of ten, impressed by the situations that her hometown was facing due to heavy snowfall. Her emotions found an outlet in words. For the obscure poet, that was the first step of a long journey. Throughout the years, she carried on using poems as a medium for expressing her beliefs and sharing emotional world around her, trying to find answers and achieve harmony with the universe. Becoming a mother was one of the most significant steps in her life, bringing new metamorphoses. Nowadays, with all the continuous evolutions in technology, life starts running faster. We forget about our feelings, building a fortress around our soul and putting on life-saving masks. This small collection of poems is a poet’s call to take the opportunity for self-reflection. Because there is someone’s soul in every row…
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“We are always in the space in-between... all the spaces
where you are not actually at home. You haven’t arrived
We are alert, we are sensitive, and destiny can happen.
We do not have any barriers and we are vulnerable.
Vulnerability is important. It means we are completely
alive and this is an extremely important space. This is
for me the space from which my work generates.” –
Marina Abramovic
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Do you want to be my inspiration?
Do you want to be my shining star?
To discover millions shades of passion
Drive faster cars.
Do you want to be enlightened?
And be entangled in a wheel of love.
Do you want to be guided?
And see the true colors of the rainbow.
Do you want to set up limits?
And go beyond them to nowhere.
To reborn in a skin that fits,
Instead of spitting out “I don’t care”.
Are you ready to close your eyes?
And step into nothingness.
Feel your body and soul aligned,
Away from a self-destructive mess.
If you say yes to every question mark,
And are not afraid of seeing the world dark.
Before it turns into a beautiful day
Allow me to be your spiritual navigator
Just give me your hand.
Do you?
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We can be part of something important,
We can build bridges and tear them down,
We can be anything that is abundant,
Yet we are special, one of a kind.
We can turn numbers into actions,
We can set targets, but reach nothing at all,
We can drive ourselves to distraction,
But build an amusement park for the body, not soul.
We can take shortcuts in every decision,
Biting our nails and lips afterwards.
We can buy clothes for every season,
And yet leave a message with multiple dots.
We can be everything.
We can be nothing.
We chose the option,
But design is default.
We may assume that the world spins around us,
Yet its reflection of the image we draw.
Images we draw
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Under the sky, we shared the images
We created on our own.
Under the sky where there were only stars
We felt like we were in heaven.
And the gentle breeze of that special night
Took us back to the days,
When we were playing as kids,
But our age was far beyond.
And you were screaming and laughing
From the excitement of getting soaked
In the spring rain that unexpectedly caught us up.
Do you still remember those days?
Do you lie under the sky?
The stars that were winking at us from above
Are they still there waiting for us?
I’m trying to go back to the beginning,
And revise my life path.
But it is a hard mission to accomplish,
When you’ve got so much to cherish.
I feel a bit nervous when I cannot reach
The state of self-acceptance.
Denial is the worst friend,
That goes hand in hand with an imbalance
And when I see myself in the mirror,
I understand that there is another me.
Living in my head and never coming up.
Under the sky
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But when I was lying under the sky
Nothing really mattered. I flew
To the farthest lands where
There were no forms or shapes,
Only transformable frames.
And you could change them every day.
Under the sky, we all are the same…
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When I die-
She said to me once.
And my soul will be flying high
Know that I’m not dead, but in a trance.
The journey called the “way back home”.
My body won’t exist anymore,
But my consciousness will dictate.
There will be no more sore,
Just sound and light will vibrate.
But as I live-
She said to me again.
I choose to believe,
That there is another way
To continue carrying out an existence
Called life.
Before we change our shapes and transform,
There is a lot to perform.
For every day welcomed by the body,
Should be met with good will.
Just breathe, eat and feel.
Always cheerful, never moody,
Be good to yourself and your neighbor,
Because we all meet in the final harbor.
Beliefs
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What are the strongest sides of you,
That may emerge in the course of your life?
What are the cornerstones that do
Keep your personality rife?
Are you trying to be someone different?
And play new role every other day?
Are you aimed against the current?
Or you have something else to say?
Do you believe in rainbows?
That color up your soul.
And that the butterflies
Can play an important role?
What do you see?
When you dream at night?
Do you think or feel,
When your imagination takes flight?
Can you keep up a friendship?
And carry on the same wave.
Against all odds like a ship,
Cleaving through the space.
Yet I know one thing.
I’m sure and have no doubt,
That you want to sing,
When you are in alignment with what you want.
And nothing in the whole world,
Is more important than your own soul.
So many…
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Running on the wheels
On the never ending track.
Do you know how it feels
To be the last in the stack?
Standing on the bridge
Between two separate parts.
And fighting up to the last ditch,
To stay still and not to dart.
Playing a well-known part
And imitating a role model.
Erase everything for a start.
Sounds easy, but not that doddle.
Crying silently deep inside
And shedding tears away from a crowd.
Thinking about those who were born and die.
Bringing oneself to certainties and throwing into doubts.
Changing subjects and creating hazards,
To taste life as a new sensation.
Acting like the blind in the blizzard,
Not being able to resist temptation.
Till the end
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Ignoring ups and downs
And keep on moving in the direction.
Through dusks to dawns.
To finally reach the destination.
Where the moon is a sun.
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I opened my eyes
The air was stiff and I couldn’t take a breath,
As if someone pressed on my lungs.
I could feel the cool touch of death.
But then I saw the light.
It was battling through thick materials
That were lying all around.
I thought to myself “this is the end”
Until a little hope took my hand,
And I decided to get up.
Part of me was damaged,
But I looked for an advantage.
Light guided me through
And I came out anew,
With a mended mind and heart sewn.
Only those small stitches still remind me of those days.
Who said there is a life that has no past?
I wish I could walk along a straight line
Rather than running in circles that never last.
But these circles are also lines that were straight once.
So what we get in the end?
The past is always here and it’s up to us
Whether we want to return to it or go forward.
Up and forward
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What if there is another me
Staring from another parallel
Me who is absolutely free
Having no brain to control.
And that very me will be living
Without thinking about the present, past or future
Me measuring everything by feelings
Without fear to rise or fall.
Will that me be less happy
By not knowing how to realize it
With no desire to snap it
No images, words, zero.
Sometimes I doubt
For what I’m fighting
Is that why I’m living
But time is running
Wasted me.
In parallel
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Listen to your heart-
Is whispered gently all over the world.
It is like an empty cart,
Thoroughly capturing every word.
Look out for signs
They will guide you to the truth.
Don’t ignore warning ones.
It’s not you, it’s them who choose.
Open up your mind,
And expand your vision boundless.
Out of heart, out of sight
Unjustified silliness.
Find that special place of yours
Where you can be at ease with self
Erase your function – gross
You are not pelf.
Demand for the best,
If you feel you deserve it.
Don’t look out for the rest.
They got what they wanted.
Human being
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Look closely at your neighbor.
There is another soul who is always near.
And it is all here to savor
Of this life, not only see but also feel.
Keep on digging,
And you will be enlightened.
Life bears no cheating,
Take it for granted.
Human being.
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This can be life-threatening action
Checking on someone you barely know.
Care should be taken of your expectation
No one wants to be forsaken at a blow.
Hunting and chasing is quite entertaining
A soul that is striving to be attached to a soul.
Big bubble blasts and energy starts flowing
Getting intense and turning into a fireball.
All of the steps that we take with precaution
Are making us weaker, we fear to fall.
Pause and give a chance for your emotion
It’s the feeling that casts us in a different mould.
Infatuated
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I can be your Marina Abramovic.
I can be your Dr. Flynn.
I can show what this world is made of.
I can share the pleasure that is keen.
I can turn the mirrors to face each other
And absorb the energy to create a hole.
You might say, I don’t want or I’d rather
But if you give away, then give the whole.
I can write a lot of words, you know that.
Poems are my way to show my world.
But if you look straight into my eyes in silence,
Everything will immediately unfold.
Revelation
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You are hiding again
Because something went wrong.
And when you tried to explain
You couldn’t find the words over the phone.
You stopped sending text messages
That made you feel uncomfortable.
The relationship was reaching final pages
Of the book that was incompatible.
And now that you try to go back
And forget all the moments spent together.
You cannot ignore the fact
That nothing in this world lasts forever.
You want to keep emotions low.
They were bursting out loud once.
You don’t want to look like a clown,
You want to live them and let them pass.
I know why you are sad these days
I’ve been through this many times.
You are looking for a special place
You are hiding again
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Where you can sit and rhyme.
But the sun and the moon are on eternal rotation
And you have to revolve with them.
You may search for connotation
Of this life, but you cannot blame.
You were born this way
And you act this way
And there is nothing
That can change you in any other way.
Calm and tamed,
Contented and patient,
Burst into flames,
And gone with the silence…
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Your heart is soft,
Your will is strong,
You are ok to be alone.
But when the day turns into night
You want someone to hold you tight.
You are a lady, skirts and heels
With boyish nature, shirts and jeans.
But when you smile, when you are shy
Your hidden features come alive.
You are a rainbow, you are the spectrum.
Infinite number, this world’s centrum.
Unique and special is your soul.
But you are human after all.
She
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Sometimes words are useless,
Sometimes they make one restless,
But things can be fixed,
If feelings are correctly expressed.
Sometimes words are confusing,
Sometimes we jump into conclusions,
But meaning that is true
Has nothing to do with our point of view.
Words, letters, symbols
We want them, read them, and feel them
But what we forget at all
Is that behind them is somebody’s soul.
What about words?
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If only souls could embrace each other,
Then I would choose yours to hug.
If only souls could embrace each other,
The whole world would hang out a white flag.
If only eyes could speak for souls,
Not hiding them by looking aside.
I would bow low before those,
Who will not be afraid to be enlightened.
But alas, we are scared.
We all run from each other
And we gradually get impaired.
But the worst is that we don’t bother…
Scared souls
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On the edge of the feelings
Led by undisclosed desires
I’m blind and deaf by numbness
Looking out for more options and possibilities
To be sublime.
Screaming at my highest tone
Trying to awake every oblivious soul
I’m calling out nature
To take care of its creature
To stay alive.
Checking in and out
Moving sporadically
I catch up the rays of the sun
Attaching them hectically
To purify.
Sliding down the hill
I don’t belong there
Shallow valleys offer vast spaces
To feel like home.
And now I pull out all my weapons
And burn that closet with suffers
Destroying my personality
And breaking old moulds
I reborn.
I reborn
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Have you defined boundaries of your personality?
Do you know where you end and begin?
Is it possible to live without set standards of humanity?
Starting every day without plans, on a free float?
Can you stop asking so many questions?
And stare into empty space.
You may think that it is impossible,
But it all starts with a pace.
Life without question marks,
Only commas and dots.
Surrounded with small fishes, and no sharks
Filling up with bullshit all vacant slots.
I try to put my brain at ease
And I know someday I will stop thinking
But before I hang on every chance
To be myself, as long as I’m living.
And I don’t want to teach you what to do
Or how to perceive this life of yours.
You can write your own book
Depicting troubles of the souls.
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Can you define your boundaries?
And stick to the morale
That you have created once
And now you apply to all.
I feel these days more than others
And that’s why they are so special for me.
At the end of the day we all are sisters and brothers,
With or without these bogus frames and shapes.
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You are a rebel inside
Throwing all truth right in the face
Having absolutely no time
To balance between struggle and peace.
You are a rebel inside
Looking for adventures
Taking frequent flights
Marking your landmarks.
You are playing your part
Running fast to catch your kite
But you know that in the end
You will be worthy to be praised.
You are a hunter inside
Looking for the ways to spice up your life
And nothing can stop you
When the sharp edge is near you.
You are an observer
Analyzing every step others take
But when you sleep at night
You are just like any other.
You!
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You are a dreamer sometimes
Scared of your own desires
You cannot imagine that one
Can make them true once.
You are a stable one
But you can flip the sides in the blink of an eye
And no one will see you cry
Unless the images start to wipe.
You are timid
Shielding yourself with the scarves
Knowing your own limits
But affected by emotional waves.
You are continuing list of sides
You are aiming to discover
And to improve other’s lives
You’ve got the power.
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If I could save the world that *brennt
If I could broken things amend
If I could see the truth ahead
Instead of searching for it, while I’m awake
If I could sleep with mind at rest
And not clutching at the thoughts that nest
If I could run the road up till
I make with God a perfect deal
If I could help the souls I feel
To purify for good and sing
If I could turn the night to day
When people think there is no way
If I could be at peace with self
Set spirit free floating by myself
If I could be another one
No mould to fit in, just a man.
If I could be and do what I want
Who knows what might happen in the world.
If
*brennt – from German verb brennen – to burn
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I am a kiddo, I am a weirdo
I am and there is no one.
I am potential and I am substantial
I am and this is it.
I am defeated, I’m completed
I am the best played part.
I am confusing, I’m refusing
I am connecting light.
I am by name, I am by the login
I am by number one.
I am eternal of external
I am just naked soul.
I am a socket of one’s pocket
I am not just human one.
I am these letters
These three letters
In fact, there is no I am.
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