Water – flowing quietly beneath the ice;

dreams behind the velvet curtain of sleep

Understanding subconscious, there is a price;

knowledge of one’s self never comes cheap

There once was a silent lake in the mountains;

it whispered of love and the eternal pledge

That there was magic in it, stories used to say;

and solace for those who were drawn to edge

There is sweet magic in the purple night;

it intoxicates and it bewitches the heart

Imagination blooms and takes a flight;

dreams go colorful – each a piece of art

اب کے بہار آئ مگر بس تم نا تھے

سب کچھ تو تھا مگر بس تم نا تھے

#spring #Lahore #rose #mobile #photography

Everything in the universe is a teacher;

each phenomenon and each creature

Cycle of the sun, taking birth and dying;

from behind the doom, hope is sighing

#hope #doom #teacher #universe #english #photography #mobile #Pakistan #poetry

Flowers are God’s way of saying, ‘I am yet not disappointed with the world.’

Anastasia became my friend over my last days at the Lahore Carnivale.

We bonded over the cruelty in the world and the sad fate of the underdogs….no pun intended!

#underdog #bonding #affection #hunger #mobile #photography

When you are alone by compulsion, it is loneliness

When you are alone by choice, it is solitude