Like many things of modern life, their love has become so nylon that makes me wish to hit myself to the roads. I want to go faraway to find myself on the roads of my village and find the flavor there in the stone oven and in the garden salad. l want to stop myself in the arms of country girl with eyes of love and nostalgia! So l am looking for my self!
Yes, the advantages of modern life are paid very heavily. These are not the words of a person who curses the system when things are not going well or is deceived and not a man licks his skins while everything is fine. If there is no belief and continuity in what you are experiencing, the result is frustrated regardless of the system. Therefore, the degeneration of love and friendship has transformed us into robotic creatures that are emotional, merciless, programmed to deceive.
An old couple love!
And unfortunately escape from this modern life cycle in this internet age seems not possible! Like in a old lyric “we can check out anytime we like from this world hotel but we can never leave until die!”
Love and nostalgia, Retro Years,
Nostalgic couple
Synthetic loves,
These synthetic loves lived; It contains alcoholic lovemaking with cheating regrets, polygamy immorality and freedom, and obsessions of eroticism down to the street. In general, the life of modern man is inefficient, loveless, with a pickaxe and a shovel in the cemetery of old loves. When there is such blood everywhere, young people do not marry, do not like it, they manage the day with little satisfaction in temporary relations, and they tend to divorce in marriages.
These conflicting relationships are the result of economic and social developments. Decades ago, the man looked at the woman and protected her. The woman also respected the man and tried to make her life easier. Things have changed now that we live in the century of women. Does the rise of women make relationships so unhappy? Do women love or calculate?
The biggest old love!
Love and nostalgia. Old women,
Is there a woman who spent ten years with a same coat like our mothers and still says that my favorite man was with me? Are there any men left to meet the endless demands of women? Now women work, produce, resist and win. The stronger woman rips off the shackles of the years and prefers the freedom. Well, men have no fault?
Yes, some apocalyptic predictions come true “Men will look like women, women will look like men”. Where is the strong, sensitive, extroverted, reasonable aspect of men going, where is that tough, solid-standing stone oven man? Once upon, the young, strong, smart man has become a hubby, bulky, confused, wimp, passive, tired and sick.
Losing Power of Man,
Is the man’s arm wing breaking or is the direction of the wind changing? Are the exaggerations of tradition or the overprotective role of mothers made men this? When this is the case of today’s man, Relationships are in relationships, contradictions are in contradictions, deceives and divorces are increasing.
It is very interesting, as we follow the technological process of the west from behind, we follow the social and cultural process exactly behind it.So after that, our divorce and crooked relationships and loneliness, crowded loneliness will increase even more.
The great old loves
Love and nostalgia, Love emotion and sexuality,
Love and Nostalgia remained in a old Cartoon!
Love and nostalgia;
Street is being turned to love bath
American cola in my blood
I hit myself straight into the flat ways
I drove myself to her whore arms.
It is possible me that has been cheated in Newyork today.
I’m sad of course I’m not a gay
But Leyla! you can’t leave pain on me
I also make love in every commercial on TV.
Capital was far from me
Newyork just next to me
l was reading in my room
But my soul was not wit me!
l dont belive in love but l love Nostalgia!
Love and nostalgia become an old dream from astoria!
No body loves you like your mother, no body miss you like your father! Dont tell me about love!
A motocaravan and eagen beaches taht is the love!
Lover happiness nad Child Happiness are similar!
Semih BULGUR
