In a warm day in Istanbul, 

A cool shade is found 

With the presence of 

The Sultanahmet Mosque above 

Then, the calming sound of the call to prayer

Carrying away my thoughts 

I feel at peace

I rest in ease 

I feel the gentle breeze

Walking only minutes to the bazaar

Everything changes 

Noisy Crowds 

Salesmen shout

People pushing you around 

But then the smell 

Of Freshly baked Simit 

I am excited again.

Nowhere else does 

A city smell like food 

From Doner to Baklava 

From Pide to Lahmacun

I take advantage of 

Vendors giving samples 

These vivid memories 

Will always be my favorite 

Till next time, Istanbul