I am in the romantic Istanbul

I am in the romantic Istanbul, Drifting, wandering, and lingering again. I wanted to explore the direction of the time traveller, But he was fleeting, Missing. I forgot myself, Also forgot the goal, Just did the miss of ordinary people. When the difficult world made me desperate, Thinking of that ethereal ideal again, Let me sigh.

Inside the wall

Recently the network connection often was interrupted.

It always continues from time to time.

The hackers of theirs always keep watch on me.

I think soon the blockade will come again.

 

My dear,

Once the war is coming,

If connection will be completely interruption someday,

How will you contact me?

The same sad

Do you know 

The same sadness at the end of the world 

Though the sun rises from the east every day  

There is no dream  

Only the cry in the shadowy place    

If you go ahead           

The realistic appearance of the world will appear in front of you 

That is the truth  

Nobody would like to mention  

There is no any hope of the life of me 

I live only because I am live 

Hatred, power andsecularare not will to compromise for me  

I can not give up my bottom line too 

For my exhausting,the deceased have been forgotten  

It has been lucky to escape from their place   

The Traces of My Heart

How heavy this mental burden is     

That I am bearing    

As if I once have known it    

But cannot say for sure When it has happened 

Don’t let any person to see the traces of happiness or sadness in my heart   

There is no expression to express a real emotion on my face     

And your smile is so bright     

I don’t know whether you are a friend or a spy

The people around like a group of shadow     

Exciting to attack me       

Every day they are happy to have such a cruel entertainment  

Originally that is just a trap for a particular purpose   

You and all of them are set pieces

The undercurrent

There is no sound of the future

It is just a noisy affair now        

Because they are very crazy        

Extremely                        

Sound waves are on the jump         

Hitting the rhythm of my heart      

Wanting to get into my narrow field         

They want to occupy my mind       

Then to control the material of mine for their master     

Their desires are controlled by the people of the upper  

For the sake of their tomorrow and the hope of their future   

Though they and I are all powerless people     

There are still a lot of differences between them and me

Because of the different position  and the distinct spirit

People who have the common interests become friends 

My Melancholy

I go to the mysterious wilderness                 

Where there is the past hidden meditation           

The answering to a riddle in reality is oscillating     

Maybe the illusion in fog is the truth                

I need that cruel evidence                        

Or lose the courage of life without it                

With a sense of deep sorrow                      

That is in pieces                                   

In the way of my life                               

Following like the shadow                          

When is the end of this unfortunate                  

It’s seems that I could not see the sun of tomorrow     

The hope of life is always out of reach for me          

I have been imprisoned in a cage by the power and money

Until tomorrow that can't guess    

Since I was born                   

Being in a daze

Should't stand in the doorway 
Not to go in

And not to go out,either

God put me at the door

Not to go in

And not to go out,either

I understand there is no mine inside 

And there is no mine outside 

I've spent my whole life  

To stray from one heart to the other heart never ending 

After a rising hope 

Disappointment was soon at hand 

The twisted course of life always belongs to me 

The society has its class attribute

The gap due to the hatred is deeper 

One day the angry volcano must be outburst

In its own manner