Istanbul

Then I remembered.

My childhood dream.

Seasonal winds blowing,

whenever they wanted.

The kite snapped.

My mother kissed me.

Blushing red cheeks

Destiny awaits,

in a pleasant dream.

Florists in the city alleys

Why do you ask me?

I'm not here.

It's not always simple.

to love without realizing it.

Take your time and get used to it.

It's raining in Istanbul,

and my eyes are welling up.

The seagull chuckled.

and even dancing.

Sailing ships.

The wind is racing, anchoring,

and pulling over the Bosphorus.

which is running out of space.

Uskudar is a rest stop.

Hagia Sophia, how are you?

Are you still standing?

Glass window,

decoration that defies logic.

A dangling mast , 

and massive wooden doors.

How did I forget you?

Ahh.....Galata Tower

Soaring through the clouds

City ​​landscape

The beauty of night,

Calm and warmth

hustle and bustle

Istanbul.....

Not just a city.

Istanbul.....

More than just a dream