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BIOGRAPHY: ZEKİ ÇELİK

ZEKİ ÇELİK : Şarkikaraağaç Bey, I was born in the village. While I was writing works on every subject in my half-century-long artistic life, by establishing Zeki Çelik Publishing in 1990, by starting the rental system of second-hand books for reading books, before publishing Ayarıca Children’s Poems, Nature Poems, Religious Poems, Love Poems and Cyprus Poems, Deceased: 1st President of TRNC R. Rauf I was a guest of Denktas. In 2000, I was instrumental in the establishment of the Lake District Writers and Poets Association to bring together the hands that hold the pen, the languages that speak the truth, and the Loving Hearts, and while I was the chairman for a while, I published the 15-issue bulletin of the association Emotion Seli, I organized international poetry and music programs competitions. By establishing an association for a mosque with a minaret in the middle of the circle, the project draft of which belongs to me, I delivered Yıldız Tepe Mosque to the Şarkikaraağaç Mufti in 2007 and became a guest of local and national radio TV programs while receiving awards in various branches. While I wrote more than 100 works in every branch of literature, I wrote about twenty thousand poems under the Love of Love series, by addressing the problems of women, the comments of men, their good and bad situations. I touched on many other subjects such as my novels, stories, anecdotes, logic questions and, if they didn’t know, children’s tales on every subject, such as love of ancestors. I submitted 100 of my poems on Atatürk to the 100th Anniversary Celebration Coordination Presidency. In 2014, I opened my Zekice Culture and Art House, which contains thousands of my archives, with the participation of international poets and writers, and presented it to the public. I also presented it to the needs of my fellow fateful friends I met due to my cancer. At the opening, I distributed my book The Victory of Perseverance from Dreams to Reality to the visitors and I still continue to distribute it. MY OTHER PUBLISHED BOOKS IN ORDER OF MY OTHER PUBLISHED BOOKS, SHERIFF ALI TALES, ISPARTA POEMS, NEW CHILDREN’S POEMS, WOMEN, LAND OF LOVE, ATATURK’S POEMS, TALES FROM ZEKİCE, EXPLANATIONS FROM ZEKİCE, EXEMPLARY FEELINGS, COMMENTS BY CANCER SİMEĞERİĞERİS, İZYENYENİRGÜÇİ SİMEZİLERİS, CANCER EMOTIONS. LOGIC QUESTIONS, PEARL IN THE CORNER. I DIE FOR THIS HATLAND, MY TURKEY, LOSE YOUR HEART FOR THIS HOMELAND, DIVINE WORDS AND THOUGHTS, GET HEALTH, PINK DREAMS STORIES, LIVED MEMORY STORIES, Moral motivation, KOMIKKAYA MAHINE, MY HKAYA HAYEAR. VOLUNTEER DETECTIVE, MYSTERIOUS BAG, TURKEY’S ROSE CITY TALES, TALES FOR CHILDREN, THE WATER OF LOVE SERIES: 1- RELEASE OF FEELINGS 2- POEMS TO READ, 3- REFLECTIONS FROM THE BRAIN, 4- GULAR DUESIN. Note. I am writing more. There are more than 1000 poems in the same measure in each of my books of the ocean of love. My goal is the world record. I have a TOTAL of around 40 published books. I have works in more than 100 different anthologies in Turkey and internationally. I have many more works ready to be published. I HOPE THAT MY LIFE WILL CONTINUE AS MUCH. MY DUTY OF TURKEY ILESAM ISPARTA PROVINCIAL REPRESENTATIVE. I am a columnist for Haber Newspaper, I am the president of the All San Association in Isparta, Burdur, I am the founder of Zekice Culture and Art House. WITH GOD’S PERMISSION, I WILL CONTINUE TO WRITE AND SERVE TO CONTRIBUTE TO TURKISH WORLD CULTURE. CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE AUTHOR AND READERS.TÜRKEY.

ONE MORNING

When I loved you so much, you didn’t stay away,

You didn’t knock on the door because he might come,

We were in the same house, you didn’t stay apart,

I saw her hair open one morning.

What a beautiful chestnut color,

Nazlı wouldn’t have one, her equivalent in the vicinity,

Makes waves, smooth harmony,

I watched and liked and praised it one morning.

I approached him and shook hands.

I acted funny, I joked a little,

I became an indissoluble bond, I tangled tightly,

I rubbed my hand one morning.

The heart softened, the hearts were overjoyed,

Emotions roared, rushed to my rescue,

Compliments increased, conversations were pleasant,

I saw it alone one morning freely.

The sun rose as I gazed at my horizon,

Woke up from sleep, came to your mother,

Jealous of the clever tempted me,

One morning I drove the notebook of love.

WHAT A PITY !.

How his mother and father cared,

It’s more beautiful than I thought.

He came back within three months,

Shame on such beauties.

The groom-to-be drank,

He forgot halal and chose haram,

Before returning home, summer, autumn passed,

It’s a shame on the pure youth.

They take it, stamp it and make a bride,

They go home to see the elder,

But they pay a heavy price

Too bad for the guests.

Sudden scolding without thinking,

Damages increase when no solution is found,

Children look for ancestors,

Too bad for those puppies.

We write a lot as an example,

They tear and burn, of course we will get angry,

We are the cheap market for literature,

Shame on the poet Zeki.

IF YOU KNOW

My passion is crazy, you have the solution,

Show understanding and make me smile,

Don’t leave it in the middle, listen to my word,

You can tire your mind to me too.

Don’t think I’ll see it once and see it,

Don’t think that I will burn you by being coy,

Don’t think I’ll sit next to you and squeeze,

You can still ask me about my memory.

We should not lose hope in the world,

It is necessary to live in peace and not be offended,

It is necessary not to fall into a trap,

You can have nice dreams.

Two-faced attitude does not suit us,

Eyes that can’t love don’t look good,

Cruelly outstretched hands do not shake,

You can keep your promise.

I thought optimistically, defended you,

I was a little consoled by saying if it would come,

I got shot before I pulled the trigger,

If Zeki Bey is a traitor, you can shoot him.

ROLE PLAY

Your look tells the hidden truth,

You would eventually overflow the normal scale,

You withered without smelling the flower bud,

Don’t pretend to like me.

Emotions give the signal sometimes,

The one who walks around with his interests,

Believe me, it is right, sensing the situation,

Don’t pretend to like me.

I trusted you when presenting a gift,

Compliments had increased in favor of love,

When the visit is over, you ended it,

Don’t pretend to like me.

The works you write do not express,

I don’t like your fake smile,

Take your feet, my defense will not end,

Don’t pretend to like me.

Your heart is hard, mercy is weak,

The mask and sheath will descend,

Evidence is evident in Zeki,

Don’t pretend to like me.

IS IT BEAUTIFUL ?

He conquered my heart, his glance was enough,

He drew himself like a magnet,

It is unique, the only one around,