You are my summer rain

Under a dim street lamp
Waiting to emerge from the fog
Counting the seconds on the sidewalks
My soul in leaves falling into eternity

You are my sudden summer rain
You are the mist in the writing I left on the mirror
You are the sudden downpour that follows
You are the breath I never doubted in my mind

In the pile of mixed pains
Where is peace, in your wind, in your type
My hands, opened with longing, are in my pockets
You are my halal, my destiny, my end

I am content with everything, even if it happens
My prayer to God is for him
Doctor, please write me a prescription
Rome is not enough, the whole world will turn to ashes

To the one who is Adam, before Adam came
My shameless heart stands before my sleep
Let me hear just a little of your breath, it will be a blessing to me
Doors open, festival upon festival occurs

Sait Çıkrıkçı - 01/17/2026 - Erzurum