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Vural/Bugra inspired

The tshirt series




The Tee Shirt By VurAngel

The shirt touches his neck
and smooths over his back.
It slides down his sides.
It even goes  below his belt—
down into his pants.
Lucky shirt.


A blue  t-shirt, what a special joy
And, oh, what pleasure any day would be--
Much grander than with any other toy--
Just you, my imagination, and you in your blue tee!




Another T-shirt poem by Ender Hanim
(dedicated to the Hotness, of course)

T-shirts: blue or black,
good they are not slack.
Your torso, what a sight!
It's our great delight.
And now a purple tee!
Is there more to see?
Our imagination's burning,
Every time you're body's turning
'Round and 'round in bed.
Despite you looking sad
we are very glad
to catch a glimpse of you,
purple, black or blue.


Shirt or Body by Meryem-Naj abla

A man as fine as you is hard to find
Not to admire you, one has to be blind

All your t-shirts are lovely, it's true
But credit should be given where credit is due

It's your body not the shirts that is sublime
God oh God! Why couldn't you be mine?




The Unbearable Lightness of Being...... Green   By VURAngeL
 
As they opened the iron door
Our jaws dropped to the floor.
That which had caught our attention,
Do we even have to mention?
Your forest green shirt.

Another green shirt was present
but it wasn't quite as pleasant.
For some kind of twisted fate
Many that one celebrate.


Every time you walk on screen,
Although now you're barely seen.
Those 30 seconds make us swoon
Like a bride in her honeymoon.


Extreme jealousy  By Meryem-Naj abla

From jealousy I think I'll die
Cuz every night together they lie
Hugs and caresses sweetly his skin
Makes me want to rip it from rim to rim
Touches his arm, back and chest
It's crazy, I know, still I can't rest
I'd better go bury myself in dirt
Cuz I think my rival is a shirt!



Chest hair collection

Mighty Chest Hair  By Munir-ViviSoraya

When I go to bed at night
Sometimes a strange thing happens
It's like a mirage starts behind my eyelids
It's you Mighty Chest Hair

I lay there, full of shivers
Thinking how mesmerizing it would be
If for a minute, I could run my fingers
Through you Mighty Chest Hair

Paris of Troj started a war for Helen
I could do the same and more
Without any doubt or guilt
For you Mighty Chest Hair


Untitled by Meryem- Naj abla

I crave your mouth, your face, your chest hair,
Starving, I prowl, down in Hell with my mates,
Food does not satisfy me, flames burn me,
Still I wait for a photo of you all day!



Lips collection



Tormented.

Bugra’s Soft lips
A perfect ellipse
From which nectar drips
And our senses grip.
Sinful thoughts of our desires
Bitter sweet like pomegranates
Their sensuous bliss.
Launch us into an abyss.
There we lay amiss.
And struggle in ecstasy
Drowning in our fantasy.

Ode to the Hottest Lips on Earth  By Ender Hanim
 
I admit that I really like kissing,
But I didn’t know what I’m missing,
Until I saw the hottest lips on Earth.

I would love to run my fingertips
Over our beloved hottest lips
(Although the chest hair would do too).

I imagine they taste like wine
So licking them would be just fine
(And I’d try to stick my tongue inside).

I hope I’m a better kisser than a poet though
But if I’m not, then you should know
There’s plenty of women in a hellish row.


Sexy mouth  By Meryem-Naj abla

His sexy mouth is God's creation
It's delicious, it's sensual, it's all temptation
From afar, I hunger for it. What a situation!
In my dreams, we kiss a lot and it's quite the celebration!!!




BUGRA'S MOUTH! By Selim-Newy

Every time i look at Bugra's mouth
my hormones start pouring out.
His mouth looks so yummy
and makes my imagination go naughty.
His lips are made for kissing
his body looks like a painting
makes all females
around him start fainting.
In conclusion Bugras mouth is made to give satisfaction
without taking any precautions.


Untitled  By Munir Vivisoraya

Your lips are made of clouds
Harvested by feathered babies
They serve all kinds of crowds
Tonight no "if"s, no "maybe"s

Because deep down we all know
(Now prepare to take a bow)
That having Vural tonight,
Will make your tomorrow all right!



The scar collection

A scar- By Kristen-Homewrecker

I wished on a star
that nothing would mar
his beautiful face
especially the scar
that I love from afar


Untitled By Selim-Newy

Roses are red,
violets are blue,i love Vural's scar
and so should you!

It makes him look HOT
and SEXY too
all i want to do
is kiss him till he turns blue!

Your Scar By VurAngel

I'd love for you to tell me, how you got that scar.
the one I'd make a wish on were it a shooting star.
Even if it breaks my heart while driving in my car.
I must know. Did it happen with a crow bar, or while fighting in a bar?

The stitches so uneven, Oh so far apart,
Remind me of a nose on a Picasso work of art.
They have haunted my heart, my dreams and eyes
Right from FGSN?"s  very early start.

Must go the the Bazaar now, It isn't very far.
I'd like to have a chocolate bar.
While staring at that scar.


Before I go there's something I must say.
Even if your name was Bart or if you liked to fart.
As long as I could gaze upon that scar.
You'd be the owner of my heart.


A combination of my daily thoughts: Vural and Pathology.
Here I go:

Vulnus Lacerum By Munir-ViviSoraya

If you were a vulnus punctum
You'd be a stab wound,
If you were a vulnus sclopetarium
You'd be a gunshot,
But you're just a vulnus lacerum
Beautiful, sexy, little scar!

I look at you: uneven, badly sutured
and thank the clueless intern that created you
Because what would life be like
If my eyes could not rest upon
You, oh handsome laceration!


The scar By Meryem -Naj Abla
 
Sexy scar in a beautiful face
cannot but look at you
You're the star I love to watch
No matter what I do

You're a beauty, wild so wild
The master of our hearts, with no decree
Sexy scar in the middle of your face
Robs none of your hotness, we all agree!
 

The Butt collection



Fortune Teller Globe By munir-Vivisoraya

More spherical than Earth
It doesn't lack in girth
It's leading and we follow
Oh God, don't think we're shallow

We're folks of poems and art
Forget the "HOTNESS" part
Of course we admire your mind
But we're fools for your "behind"


Your Peach By VurAngel

Like a fresh peach,
Your fine butt, once in motion
Causes quite the commotion.
Like waves upon the beach.
As it shakes from side to side.

Bend over and it’s over.
Its Roundness, its firmness
Oh, it leaves us wordless.
Left  to right, such a sight,
Like from Turkish delight,
Couldn’t  take just one bite.

Each cheek carefully crafted,
By the highest, the master.
Please don’t shake it any faster,
Might cause a natural disaster.



Untitled by Selim-Newy

As i'm sitting here
trying to write a poem
about Vural's behind
I'm trying to find the right words to describe
the hotness's  butt
that has conquered my mind!

It looks small and round
firm and tight
when he wiggles it from left to right.

Oh how i wish
I had the chance
to pinch a little
the hotness's rear end.

I'm drooling now
so please forgive me BUGRA
don't be scared
i'm really only one of your biggest fans
along with the rest of my devil friends!

Anyhow, Anyway By VURAngeL

Wearing  blue, draped in purple,
Dipped in glue,  wearing a kirtle.
Our prince , so sad and moody
Vivi wants  to paint you nudee
From your head down to your booty.
In Meryem’s dreams you’ve done the woogie.
And Newy for you goes tutti frutti.
Ender hanim and Vurangel  for you also go nooty.
We scream, we scheme, and because of you,
we act like we’re fifteen




In the Night By Munir- ViviSoraya

Every time he closes his eyes
He sees the same threat
It's her face, his heart it ties
And makes him pay his debt

He can never be alone
That face is always there
Her features are as cold as stone
She longs for what is fair

She comes each night to see him pay
For all the pain he caused
She won't be gone, there she will stay
His torture won't be paused.


Depression  By Ender hanim

Depression. It's like a deep black sea.
Nobody's diving deeper than me.
Everytime summer blinks in my head
I'm feeling everything's gonna be bad.

I missed my chance to go to UK
So I just had to stay in Turkey.
I saw my own mother acting like whore,
So I can't trust anybody, no more.

And all of that nightmares, what can I do,
Güllie all over me, but I'm feeling blue.
Please, leave me alone. I want to die.
Allow me just finally to say goodbye.



From Vural to Fatmagul

Anguish By VURAngeL

I'm Tortured, by the hate that fills your eyes
I'm Haunted by the screams of all the dreams
That because of me You failed to realize .
I'm Afraid,of all that surrounds me
Unable to neither face it nor escape it.
I search endlessly and desperately for your forgiveness
Without knowing how to or Where to begin.
Where can it be found? By that tree?
At the shore, near the sea?
My tears are the one thing I still can feel
the only thing that still feels real.
Believe me, It would not ease the pain
If a thousand times those words I heard you say
A thousand times you'd say those words in vain
Because as God is my witness
even if earned your forgiveness,
I could never earn my own.

Please forgive me
 By Meryem-Naj abla

Yesterday, to my shame, I wet my bed
Oh my God! How I wish I was dead

You came to me in my dream, you see
I was so scared, you made me pee

They all laughed, thinking I was a freak
I was in total shock, not able to speak

Nobody feels the burden of my guilt
How much it weighs on me or how it built

I hurt you in the most hideous way
I wish I had never been born, never lived that day

Tell me, would you feel better if I died?
If I begged and groveled and myself stripped of all pride?

If the answer is yes then I'm willing to die
I can't live with my sin anymore, I won't lie

I don't deserve to ask for forgiveness, I'm but a swine
But please remember: "To err is human, to forgive divine".


Hell By Kristen-homewrecker





The surrender
 by Meryem-Naj abla

He was so romantic, he was so tender
To him, it was so easy to surrender
His chest was as chiseled in rock
As for me, my feelings, I did not lock

He kept it going all night
He is not a prince or even a knight
But my heart goes kaboom kaboom
As soon as he comes into the room

He might be younger than me in age
But let's for a bit think outside the cage
About trivial matters, we shouldn't care
The most important thing is the love we share!
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The 1 day war between Engin Heaven and Bugra Hell poems


The poem which prompted the war.

By mukadaxxx

Grass are green, skies are blue
vural is so ugly but you guys have no clue.
you think he taste like honey
but i think he smells funny
he has six toes as big as his nose
if you smell his feet you'll never be able to eat
he might have lice and is scared of mice
but i know you will still love him i admit you're a lost case.


Reply By Ender Hanim

You know, we have to be sincere.
None of us have shed a tear
Because of poems of heavenly dwellers
Who are just a bunch of nonsense sellers.
Common, there's no such thing at their Kerim
Like Vural's scar that makes us dream.




Bugbear By VurAngel

Do you remember when you were  tha man?
Before your obsession with Fatmagul began?
Where did you go?  You were gone one day
Then after that you were never okay.
Following the misses from here to there
And still you get nothing, well, maybe clean underwear.
You look like an angel with gel in your hair but
The hair on your back makes you look like a bear
Tears flow from your eyes.  Severe pain in one ear?
Your ears, won’t even go there or I’ll need a beer.
They instill fear. Let’s be sincere.
Crying and crying and then storming out
Please tell me man…what’s that all about?
How's Heaven? I hear it's boring up there
Since all they care about is your longhair.
And they should cause without it
You’d look like a bugbear.



By Meryem- Naj Abla

A little poem for Heaven people:

People of Heaven are not nice
They attacked us and we shan't say it twice
Although our heart is big and cool as ice
Defamation of the Hotness shall have a price!



Vural O Vural By Mukadaxxx

head extra large on a body extra small
34 episodes but only seen you cry and crawl
actually your not a good actor at all
but i might use you as a mannequin in a mall

no facial expressions what so ever
yet they call you so hot and clever
your chance with me is always never
you are so cold you make me shiver



To Mukaddess: By Meryem- Naj  Abla

With Kerim you are obsessed
Yet he prefers a woman with smaller breasts
Shame your hooters do you no good
Although you did with them everything you could!



Vural is HOT By Selim-Newy

Vural is HOT
Kerim is NOT
Vural gives you THRILLS
Kerim has no SKILLS
Vural has a mouth tastes like sugar
Kerims mouth taste like a sewer
Vural may lack in height
but Kerim lacks in sight
Vural is a HUNK
Kerim looks like a skunk
Vural is one of a kind
too bad heaven is blind!!!


War and piss By Munir- ViviSoraya

Heaven and Hell are in a war
The biggest and craziest of all
Downstairs Commander is VurAngel
Upstairs Mukko was declared Archangel

It started and now it won't stop
Every now and then a poem will pop
I expected blood, that would be fair
I only got shiny, long, black hair

They were ripped out of Kero's head
By the hand of Devil's Advocate
He was so jealous all along
Now Mukko will sing a teary song!



There once was a woman from the other side   By Kristen-Homewrecker
Who was so sure of herself and so full of pride
She chose the wrong guy
But was way too shy
To admit she'd rather be vural's bride




Another poem for Muko:
 By Meryem- naj Abla

We were happy, minding our own business
Admiring our hero, who render us breathless
When you barged in here without any justice
To commence a war that WE will keep bloodless!


 Sad attempt to a rebuttal: By Linnemer


All pretty people from hell
worshiping a shrimp with lots of hair gel
don’t you see he is just a grown-up emo
and no comparison to our monumental primo
I wonder if he even has balls
Hides under the bed when the duty calls
Our hero has hair of a lion, I meant heart
He has looking sexy down to an art
Come on, let’s make peace and agree
together worship the real man on our knee



Vural is like a crying buffalo  By SM
his body hair makes him look like gruffalo
Have you ever wondered why is he is so rich?
That's cuz he sells his body hair every week
He is nothing less than a freak
waiting from the hospital to be released
but I have no fear
my Kerim will take care
he protects those whom he loves
and his actions speaks louder than his words
As for Vural than he is a sold out
because yasrans are his friends
and he will join them soon
Evet there is no doubt
Whilst Vural is dellusional about his hotness
every girl wants a husband like Kerim Ilgaz



Victory and Peace By VurAngel

Now that the war we have won.
And to beat you was such fun.
We can finally take a rest.
And  go back to what we do best.
Continue to praise with madness
Vural’s never ending hotness.
Oh people of heaven,  to you your hairy beast
To us our tiny yet delightful feast.
Let’s make peace and let our love
For our lovelies forever increase.
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Munir Poems



A sort of Ode to Baldness    By VurAngel

Domes that shine are very nice.                            
And Oh so trouble free.
Who needs a comb or pesky lice?        
Not I. Don’t know about thee.          

The ladies seem to like it too.
You men just have no clue.
For if you did you’d clearly see          
That what I say it’s true.

I’m kidding no one but myself
I used to have such luscious hair
But one by one they’ve disappeared
As if I rubbed my head with Nair
And now all that is left is what grows inside my ears.






Lawyer in Hell

Munir died and was delivered into the Vural's hands. "You will be spending eternity here, but I'll let you pick your own room from three I'll show you," said Vural

In the first room were thousands of people standing on their heads on a brick floor. "I don't like that," said Munir. "Show me the second."

In the second room were thousands of people standing on their heads on a wood floor. "Well, that's better than brick," Munir said, "but show me the third."

In the third, thousands of people were standing ankle-deep in a room full of maggot infested garbage, all drinking coffee.

"I'll choose this room," Munir said.

Into the room he went and the door slammed behind him.

Immediately, the voice of  Selim-Newy rang out, "OK, coffee break is over, back on your heads."




The Ball Collection





Swollen love spuds by VURAngeL

The baldness turned to Boldness
As you went in for the kiss.
Instead you felt a coldness
from your head down to your knees.
 
At first you thought "she'll never find them"
And you grinned from cheek to cheek
But eventually she grabbed them
and you let out a big squeak.

Your love spuds,once 2 tiny milk duds
Now swollen like cannon balls.
You try to walk, you try to crawl,
But all you can do is sit on ice....in the tub.



Ball squeeze  by Meryem-Naj abla

Did you have to squeeze so bad?
What did I do to make you mad?

I feel as if my balls were on fire!
I wonder if any babies I’ll ever sire!

Honey, I may be the biggest pislik
But you’re forgetting your past a little too quick!


Parental Advisory*

My gadgets are blue By Munir- ViviSoraya

My gadgets are blue
Thanks to Asu
Her fingers grabbed my precious
Damn her she is so malicious

All day I've been sitting on ice
To comfort my "devise"
But the pain just won't go
I'm going to kill that pislik "ho".



Crushed Balls  By Selim-Newy


Munir thinks his hot
but he's just an old fart
When he sees young girls
he gets all horny
takes a couple of Viagra
and becomes Mr.Porny
Asu was a surprise
she was a whore
Munir thought
he had her for sure.
She grabbed his balls
and squeezed them so tight
his dirty thoughts flew away
he even lost his sight
His tools got crashed
and that's a problem
since they were small in size
wonder if they will ever be able to rise!


To Munir:  By Meryem-Naj abla

Despite the past, you I love
I know, deep down you're soft as a dove
Your darling Peri is constantly on the attack
So I'll ask you to tame her and push her back
Blood tie is strong, it's true
But we're Hell brethren, and this should count too!
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Yasaran Poems



Momma's Boy by VurAngel

I tell you without shame.
I Am a momma’s boy.
I know you think that makes me lame.
But did YOU have any cool toys?

She calmed me with a Pacifier.
And soothed my rash with baby powder.
She never spanked me on the heinie.
Even if I acted whiney.

I really love my mom, she’s great
But now I find me in a mess.
I hope I don’t have to confess.
Or I will die from all this stress.




Brink of Madness By VurAngel

The sounds were Oh so maddening
Had no clue what was happening.
In my head a constant hammering.
From Selim's incessant babbling.

His face just looked so chunky.
Sitting, staring like a monkey.
His face meeting my fist...
I just could not resist.

Perhaps it was the hunger
that which set me asunder.
It could have been the fear,
ever drawing so near.

Although i do feel sorry.
It was quite necessary.
Now please, I'd like my mommy.
Or at least some nice pastrami.





The laughter  By VURAngeL
There once was a lady
who raised a cry baby.
Her husband a cheater?
Definitely, not maybe.

She had lots of wrinkles
and had lost her twinkle.
She had a bald brother,
My mother's lover.  

Her son got locked up
because he *&%@#! up
So they had a meeting
and while she was sitting.
She burst into laughter
Heard in the hereafter.

After.....and after!



Perihan Yasaran Bu Meryem-Naj Abla

Peri's face is full of wrinkles
In the middle of it her eyes twinkle
She has a demonic laugh/cry
To cheat on her, Resat will always try!


"My only joy;my only pislik"  By liz-o6
From a mother to her son.

Oh, prosecutor, give me my son,
He may be a pislik, but he is my pislik,
the fruit of my womb, the only joy in my poisoned world,
May no one suffer such sorrow,
May be your loved ones did cheat on you,
May be they did lie to you
May be everything I have is a lie,
but not my pislik,
the fruit of my womb, the only hope in my poisoned world,
the meaning behind my smiles and tears,
my most prized possession,
Oh, prosecutor, don't you see my pain?
Don't you see how hard it is for a mother to be away from her son?
My only truth in my world of lies,
My only one,
May no one suffer such sorrow,
May my truth be with me.
Oh prosecutor, give me back my baby, my only joy, my only truth.
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Mustafa poems



Regret and Revenge by VurAngel

He was a man of the sea.
And had a girl who loved him
As far as the eye could see.
But the boys of summer
Took hold of his lover
And so he set her free.

He now feels regret
And can not forget
The eyes of his lover
And that fateful summer.

Hungry for revenge
He lurks in the distance.
In order to avenge
The bane of his existence.



Mukaddes poems


bOObs By VurAngel



Mukaddes has boobs that wobble.
Especially if she gets in a squabble.
They should be in the hall of fame
And they put Gullie's to shame.

They are gravity defying
if they weren't we'd be crying.
Try looking in her eyes,
When having a conversation.
Those things can break your concentration.

I wish i had boobs that awesome.
But mine have yet to blossom.
For the time being I'll just stuff
So that they'll look big enough.


The Instigator

They say... he's that, he's this
He looks like a porcupine.
Why on you do they love to diss?
I think they're sniffing turpentine,
the fumes their brain have set amiss
your hotness the undermine
while they destroy our bliss.

why don't they look at their hero
in my opinion a 0
he cries and whines no less than you
plus His hair's messy too.
Muko's the troublemaker
and the rest are just partakers.
Maybe when she starts university
She will stop this perversity.

We can only hope!


Murat Poems




TWO DADS by VurAngel

Murat has a dad
who REALLY loves plaid
He's a bit silly
which makes people weary.

He married a witch
who had to get hitched
As she was knocked up
By a total schmuck.

Which brings me to salih,
Oh what a dally.
Always in heat like a cat in an alley.

then we have Mukoo,
who's totally coo-coo.
Oh Murat, our little brat,
Has no idea, he has two dads.


Why? By liz-06

Where is my mother? The innocent boy asked.
Why is my aunt crying?
Why is my father never telling me what is happening?
Why did Mustafa enişte leave us?
Why is Kerim enişte always mad?
What happened to my hala?
Why does no one tell me anything?
Why do I have so many questions?
Why is my mother's middle area insanely huge?
Why is my father so confused?
What has happened to my hala's hair?
Why do we keep going to Izmir?
Why is my hala going to have another wedding?
Why is the sky blue?


Meryem poems



Me, the cheater By Meryem- Naj abla

After 40+ years of no hanky panky
If I don't get any, I get really cranky

I am a cheater, what can I do?
Although Vuvu is man enough, I must have Kadir too!

Remember that day I said I was Home?
I was in Izmir and I wasn't alone!

I want to slap myself on the cheek, on the head
When I do this, I wish I was dead!

It's a fact: I am crazy about you!
Why do I do this, I have no clue!

I want to change and be good
It's a must and I know I should

But before I take any oath
I have a question: Can I have you both?
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Poems written when Murat destroyed Hell




A poem after the sabotage of Hell III:

Our Home  By Meryem-naj abla

Our Home is destroyed today
In that Home our heart will stay
Our Home is where we find our rest
Our Home is where we feel our best!



For Our Hell By Murat the brat

Sorry for what i did
It was a freaky deed
I didn't mean it
It wasn't my fault

I am munir's puppy
He makes me scary
I was forced to obey
He is the enemy


Don't rain on my Hell-Parade By Munir-Vivisoraya

Oh beautiful Hell I miss you
If you where still available I'd kiss you
But you're gone and us, the devils
We're all reaching now, new levels

Levels of true, black desperation
But I'll make you a confession
Hell may be gone, but as long as we're together
There can be no rainy weather





To the Hotness... With Love!  by Meryem-Naj abla

We all love you, you should know it
Hell is your kingdom, you should come enjoy it
Angel started it all
i.e. the obsession since fall
She says she would carry you in her pocket if she could
I believe her and so you should
Munir threw all caution to the wind
Wants to get pregnant and have your kids
Selim dreams about your chest hair
he doesn't know where he goes neither does he care
Over your mouth Mereym completely lost her mind
She went coocoo and should be confined
The eye of Ender is on your manly tools
To check them out she would even risk prison rules
Kristen sleeps with your picture every night
And to see reason with her all day we have to fight
Left is Murat, the innocent one
As for the rest of us, nothing can really be done!
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General poems

Ten Little Turks  By Munir-ViviSoraya

One little, two little, three little Turks
Four little, five little, six little Turks
Seven little, eight little, nine little
Ten little Turk Pislikler!

One for Erdo
Two for Asu
Three for Muko
Where are you?

Four for Selimo
Five for Resat
Six for Musto
Where you looking at?

Seven for Pery
Eight for Salih
Nine for VurVur
(Hey, is that real?)

The only one I didn't mention
Is the tenth of the Pisliks
Didn't want to draw attention
'Cause the situation reeks

The tenth and worst of all
Is a baldie you could call
A mighty pain in the knee
Oh I'm afraid, he would be ME!


The nightmare By Meryem-Naj abla

My nightmare is one that I dread
In it, FG is in red
She comes to me wearing that dress
And when I wake up, I'm a complete mess!

No matter that I might be losing my mind
They threw me in prison, no need to be kind
Erdo was happy to see me there
But me, the sight of him will I bear???




Great SEXpectations?

A poem from Kadir to Meryem


You'll be a woman soon
And after that we'll spoon.
Will take less than a minute
Unless we have some Pinot.

Don't build your hopes too high
You know, I'm not Vural.
A kamasutra book I'll buy,
we'll keep it natural.

If my stuff's not up to par,
Or it feels too bizarre.
We'll get into may car,
And I'll hit the nearest bar.



The following poem/song  should be read while humming along to Elton John's Your song. otherwise it won't make sense AT ALL.



Mano a Mano By VURAngeL


It's not at all funny
It's making me sad
to see that he's.... taking
what should be mine.

Don't have my freedom but,
But if i did, I'd buy a big place where
we both could chill.

If I was Houdini, ha!
but then again no, Copperfield.
I would vanish and get out of here fast.
I know it's not much but it's the best
I can do....
My best is a warning and
this one's for you.

And you can tell everybody
I threatened you.
I may be behind bars but
until I'm done

I know you won't mind, I know you won't mind
what I'm about to say.......
stay clear of my woman, while I'm in lock up.

I sat on that bed.
And looked at Selmo...
and Erdo with his eggs and that
got me , quite mad
I couldn't focus, and well I tried to run
but the guards at the door he shook his head No.

So forgive me for getting
all up in your face.
You see I just love her
and she's hanging with you.
Anyway, the thing is
what I'm trying to say
Her's is the sweetest smile
I've ever seen.

So you can tell everybody
I threatened you.
I may be behind bars but
until I'm done

I know you won't mind, I know you won't mind
what I'm about to say.......
stay clear of my woman, while I'm in lock up.

I know you won't mind, I know you won't mind
what I'm about to say.......
stay clear of my woman, while I'm in lock up.


Kerim to Gullie

Trust is a must By Ender hanim

I'm so sad today. Gül doesn't trust me.
She fears something much but still doesn't see
I want to protect her, make everything easy.
She's just pretending how much she's busy.

I tried to show her that I feel her pain
But now I'm feeling that all is in vain.
I told her »I love you, Gül« several times,
But seems that she rather listens to chimes.

I'm jealous, I'm mad, I'm stil going crazy
When I remember how much my daisy
Looked pale when she saw it next to the rose
Send by the man who again came too close.

I take her to movies, sleep in my room,
I wish I would once be her happy groom,
I thought I at least convinced her to trust me
But now I'm scared that she'll run off to sea.

Fisherman Mustafa, how happy he'd be
If Güllie, my dear wife, fled away from me.
He'd sail with her far, so far, to the sun
and leave me with no hopes. My life would be done.

Can you convince me I did not fail?
Will you be mine when I go to jail?
Please, do you trust me? I just want to know.
I won't be so sad when I have to go.


From Little Murat to Kristen ...  By Murat

Kristen .... Kristen !!
She scares me with her evil grin !!
She's with me always mean !!
In my opinion ...
She will always be an evil woman !!


And making me a toad ..
won't make her kind !!
She is being bad to a poor kid !!


I wonder asking .. where's her heart !!
Did it travel away or what !!
if U had a beat ..
so U deserve it !!!
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Wedding poems for Bugra

A wedding gift for Bugra :

The goodbye song  By Ender Hanim

Wedding bells are ringing,
Naughty ladies singing:
Bugra, our dear Hotness, we bid you farewell!
If ever you divorce, just come back to our hell.


Untitled- By Kristen-homewrecker
Roses are red
Angel is blue
She lost the hotness
To a woman named Burcu

Wedding Poem  By Kristen-homewrecker

Oh the tears we'll shed
when you are wed
There goes our chance
For heaven in your bed


Untitled
 By Meryem-Naj abla

Yesterday, we were in total shock
And your bride, it felt right to mock
Today, we feel much better
And we accept that you're together
We would like to wish you all the best
Although a pain lingers in our chest
For us you'll stay the hottest of the hot
It doesn't matter if you're married or not!

Hayirli Olsun!
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The Eyes collection



Your sad eyes By Meryem-Naj abla

Your chocolate eyes so much they tell
Of the pain you feel, of the deepness of your hell

Your beautiful eyes have a way of their own
of expressing what to you alone is known

Your sad eyes betray your tortured soul
Do you feel broken, maimed, unwhole?

Oh if only I can take the sadness away
and make you feel better for only one day!


Dimness By VURAngeL

The luster in your eyes
has disappeared into the vast
ocean that has become your loneliness.
the dark abyss where you secret lies.
If only you could change the past,
you eyes their glimmer once more
would possess.
But time is cruel,and it denies
a return to what has passed.
leaving you in great distress
so now your eyes,
aghast,
nothing express.







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The Eyes collection



Your sad eyes By Meryem-Naj abla

Your chocolate eyes so much they tell
Of the pain you feel, of the deepness of your hell

Your beautiful eyes have a way of their own
of expressing what to you alone is known

Your sad eyes betray your tortured soul
Do you feel broken, maimed, unwhole?

Oh if only I can take the sadness away
and make you feel better for only one day!


Dimness By VURAngeL

The luster in your eyes
has disappeared into the vast
ocean that has become your loneliness.
the dark abyss where you secret lies.
If only you could change the past,
you eyes their glimmer once more
would possess.
But time is cruel,and it denies
a return to what has passed.
leaving you in great distress
so now your eyes,
aghast,
nothing express.






In reality they look like this



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Vural Farewell poems (in order of appearance)






Farewell- Selim-newy
This is my farewell
to the hottest character
of Fatmagül'ün Suçu Ne?
His name was Vural
he was short and dark
when we saw him on screen
we all went NUTS!
We made a thread
dedicated to the hotness himself
but now he's DEAD
and our hearts filled with sorrow
those eyes,those lips,that ass
wont see no tomorrow.
Hell is in mourning
as of today
but even though
Vural is gone,HELL will keep his memory
going on and on!
R.I.P Vural


Farewell   by meryem-Naj abla

I say farewell to the bad days
I say farewell to the deep pains
I say farewell to your tortured eyes
I say farewell to your nightly cries
I say farewell to Vuralcim
But don't think the future is dim
I say hello to a new day
When you'll have a bigger role to play!

Ce n'est qu'un au revoir my friend...

Guru surus!



Goodbye Pislik  by Munir-ViviSoraya

You were supposed to commit suicide
Instead you hit your head with a stone and cried
Then the giant left and Mustafa appeared
He killed you and our love was smeared

Oh Hotness this was very unfair
Mustafa ended you and didn't even care
For the blood with he stained his hands
Just like that he send you to far away lands

You'll be missed, that is for sure
Nothing now, our pain, could cure
But thank God for Ay yapim
You'll be around next year too canim!(I needed an optimistic end)

Ahhhh..Mustaf*ck why?WHYYYYYY??


Untitled by Murat
Oh No vural .. Come back please ..
I love U .. we love U ...
How much u r bad ..
How much u r pislik ..
Although u r a rapist ..
Although we Prefered a suicide not a murder !!
We want u back ..
we can't imagine Season 2
without ur sad smile ..
and the tears in ur eyes ..
without ur freaky scary nightmare ..
We love u & love U .. Come back .. we need U !!
Farewell .. Farewell our hot hotness  !!








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The end of the beginning


The last episode was aired
and about nothing else we cared.
A short recap I will share
and for next season we'll prepare.

The pisliks free were declared
erdogan relaxed in bubbles and his berries
would not share.
Trampy melten was unaware
That Selim for war was well prepared.
Our hotness sadly was not spared
as mustafa to kill him dared.

The fairytalers glared
as the kiss was barely there.
the hug all did repair
and they no longer despaired
but we are all aware
that for more they're saying prayers


"I didn't do it" kerim swears
but the jandarma kerim's view did not share.
Poor kerim, life's so unfair
all he could do was stare
as the fisherman to take his place prepared.
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Bana sakın söyleme hayatta kalamayacağımı
sen benim felaketimden kaçarken o bana sahip çıktı.
ne kadar aşağılık bir adam olursa olsun; yaptığının bedelini ödemeye
göze aldı.
senin gibi kaçıp gitmedi.
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So sad in the beginning but full of hope at the end. I like it. Bravo Liz!
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We haven't written in a while. I think we should have a poetry competition. just choose a fun
topic and select a few judges  to choose the best poem.
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We can write about missing Vural but then if the non-hellers want to participate, they wouldn't be able....
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It would be nice if the non-hellers would participate. Let's make it more general.
The heavenlies seem to hate musti..... maybe it can be about him
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Musti is a good subject. Do you think people would be enthusiastic?
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I hope so..... Can you think of a second option for a subject?
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