All I want is someone
Someone who will help me to stop dreaming
Stop closing my eyes to imagine
Stop closing my eyes to see
See all the things I make believe
I want someone who makes me open my eyes
Open my eyes to see
To see my dreams as a reality
Someone who makes me laugh
Someone who makes me smile
Someone who makes me remember who I was before I started
Started dreaming instead of believing
Started simply hoping instead of being
Started dreaming a dream instead of living
But I realized I only needed me
About the Creator
VT
Where words fail my poetry speaks…
and I’m really not good at speaking.
Inshallah
Istanbul is a city bristling with life, a place where past and present, sacred and profane, intertwine under the watchful gaze of the Sultan Ahmet Mosque. As I explore this crossroads of cultures with Maya, my nine-year-old niece and the daughter of my late brother-in-law Frank, and my wife Nadia, Frank's sister, I find myself on a journey not just through Istanbul's history, but also into the depths of my own beliefs. Staying with Maya and her mother Elvan, my sister-in-law, I begin to see the city anew through their eyes, and to understand why James Baldwin said it "revived" him.
By Geoffrey Philp 3 days ago in Wander
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