Abraham
Topple the idols inside me
With the ax you hold
Who is the one
replacing the broken idols with new ones?
The sun shattered my icehouse
Those mighty blocks have fallen
Necks of idols are broken
Abraham
Who is the one
putting the sun in my house?
Nebuchadnezzar made the idols
of the beauties wandering in the hanging gardens
I am the one cuddles those timeless gardens
Beauties stayed with me
Abraham
Who is the one
breaking my head
seeing it as an idol?
translated by Burak Tıraş
Leonard Durso 
Unbelievably beautiful and wonderful taste on poetry.! This poet is not well known even in Turkey.. I myself discovered him a while ago as a Turkish poetry lover.. This poem is soo wonderful.. Thank you ❤️
Glad you like him. A friend actually translated this poem and I liked it so much I posted it with his permission.