Raven by Ali Can Söylemezoğlu

Flapping its pitch-black wings, The raven soars high As it sings Its haunting song; Perched on a naked tree branch No camouflaging le...

She got used to this creaky bed, to these old and torn curtains, even to the leaky ceiling I can get used to anything, she thought After ...

I am the words yet unspoken. I am the broken-winged bird longing to fly. I am the child picturing dead dreams. I am the star crav...

If you have some time in your concrete jungles Set your life on fire! You will see no smoke or no sweetly waving old ruby flames; o...

Freedom: You can feel it In too many places One; Your mother’s womb Two; Your own grave.

Hope drifts to the end of the cliff, and hesitates for a moment of deep breath, scraping it all into his mind. Then, waves carry the...

With mulberries, irresistible, Staring at her, An idea appeared in the little girl’s mind. The world, painted purple, Was wait...

Untitled by Didem Kaya