I’m a tightrope walkerMy job requires faith in the emptinessIn the cold embrace of the breezeThe precision in my stepsNever fall into false prideOr never fall into anythingNot the call of the streets belowOne person that splits the crowdNever listen to herFor I can’t walk alongside herI’m a tightrope walkerMy steps are dedicatedTo the conquer … Continue reading tightrope walking
Category: Musings
For N. It is one of us: As your prayers keep me still I uproot cacti from the windowsill Running down a highway, I shed a tear Shedding another day from my hidden fear There are so many stars in the air I left cookies for you in the lair You run after me in … Continue reading Cloudpaint 316
I'm taking the ever popular Politics of the Middle East and North Africa course at university. I am anxious to put this one out, oh well, here it goes. For some context: I grew up in Turkey and moved to the UK when in my early teens. I am currently enrolled in a Scottish university, … Continue reading the modernity question
I invite sleep in, when it declines Moonbathing, such beautiful breeze Mooncakes, such delicious treats The autumn bears its richest gifts The leaves have fallen, the lantern leans Girls wear their most precious lilings I saw a mandarin too, his hands in his sleeves Dancing dragon, dizzying incense clouding the streets Keepsakes, I picked a … Continue reading Mid-Autumn Delights
I prefer dawns over sunsets, but I cannot deny their equal beauty. Sometimes the night calls, even people who have nothing to do with it. I was raised on sunshine, I never knew any darkness until it bit me and swallowed in one gulp. Eventually, I was spit out. Turns out, it had no taste … Continue reading Midnight in a perfect world
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