Poetry: Fine Days

These fine days have been my ruin.
On this kind of day I resigned
My job in ‘Pious Foundations’.
On this kind of day I started to smoke
On this kind of day I fell in love
On this kind of day I forgot
To bring home bread and salt
On this kind of day I had a relapse
In my versifying disease.
These fine days have been my ruin.

– Orhan Veli

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