Mehmet Koçali

I don’t know.. really. I just wish that I knew what was right.. for me, and, for the others.. But, God! I just don’t know and it sucks! It’s been such a long time since I really didn’t feel like […]

There are certain things which seem impossible to us..We never can imagine the upshots of such facts..Yet, this is the sincerity of my profoundness.. So did my existence recommence in this wretched universe..Engrossed in a dot..With joy of life.. ———————-Mehmet

The world stopped spinning around; instead, my head started.. My lungs are punctured, can’t hold my breath.. My cords ceased vibrating, the only sound they carry now is my sorrow.. Lost my reflexes, my eyes dried.. And my heart is

What segregates our conscience from our dreams is just a sheer line of light.. a light easily transgressable. There are splendid moments on our paths, moments we get confused.. moments we can’t judge on which side we are halting. Those

At one time, it seems that we all forget the things we thought we’d left behind. But then, sooner or later, comes the inevitable instant where everything flashes right in front of us, as if calling us to settle things..

Everything started in 1969. With the journey to the moon. From then on, everything has changed. Moon’s been the stimulus for mankind. Love, tragedies, songs, plays, movies, tales, legends, causes, innumerable others to mention if you mean to. In one,