Music and Lyrics

I watched that Hugh Grant – Drew Barrymore movie a couple of days ago. And I thought… I could write song lyrics quite well. In fact, I wrote many. Most of them hidden in secret folders, not to be opened until the day I die. Not that I suck at poetry. (Maybe sometimes I do.) But, when I am inspired enough, I write things that even impress ME. The problem is; I am afraid of revealing them. That’s why I don’t list poetry as one of my interests. That’s why this blog is unknown to people who know me.

I have always admired musicians and poets for being able to open their hearts out, without fearing that people they have never seen in their lives may know them inside-out through the lyrics. Thinking about it, there is absolutely nothing I need to hide really… It is just the feelings… Feelings I am not so happy about that inspire me to write, to get it out. Happiness is no inspiration to me. It is the sad feelings, pain, agony… After all, maybe it is a good thing I don’t have a lot of poems…

Although I feel a little uncomfortable speaking my heart out, I absolutely love songs which come deep from the heart. Not the ones made for popular demand, solely written inspired by the money they may make… But the real stuff… They make you sing things, you would never, otherwise, say out loud… The songs that make you feel a string is being strummed deep inside… And you don’t feel vulnerable, because it’s somebody else’s lyrics… No one needs to know that: had your heart had a tongue, it would say the exact same words.

But, then I ask myself… “Are musicians actually being vulnerable by writing the most human feelings everybody has but afraid to confess? Or am I just so afraid to let people find out that inside my “robust” outlook, there is a girl silently ‘crying after the ship that has taken off’?”

“Serde erkeklik var
Aglayamam
Serde erkeklik var, aglayamam
Bakakalirim giden geminin ardindan
Atamam kendimi denize, dunya guzel…”