Yahya Kemal Beyatlı
If there comes a time to raise anchor from time, one day more,
A ship will set out from this harbor toward an unknown shore.
It makes way silently, as though it held no living soul;
At that unrocking parting no hand waves as the lines unroll.
Those watching from the wharf are all aching from this journey;
Their eyes sting from holding the black horizon so firmly.
Wretched hearts! What last ship leaving from the homeland is this?
And what deep mourning for a life spent in exile is this?
The loved and the loving will wait in vain in the world here;
They do not know the beloved will never reappear
Each of the many who are going are happy they could spend
A number of years here; the passengers never descend.
(Translated by Roger Finch, 101Poems by 101Poets An Anthology of Turkish Poetry)