Photography

                                                    A page where my photos aren't just taken, 

                                                 It goes hand in hand with poetry that awakens!

I Still Do!

On a searing yellow day, 

I stand glorious in the sun's way,

I might be fake, and low,
But I cast my own shadow!

Shadow of Vanity



I may not show it,
But though my life is brightly lit,
I hold onto the single rope of reality
The rest of my being, a shadow of vanity.

Yearnings of a Barren House

Through a broad slit lies a barren house,
It speaks of a fire which couldn't be doused,
Just like the lingering past in vivid colors,
It yearns to reunite with its mortal's brothers.

Fixing Emotions



Is this what we do?
Fixing emotions to our face,
Watching them get erased,
Ignoring the bliss yet cherishing the times to rue?

Persisting Images


No matter how the glass shatters,
The image still persists,
No matter how much I nurture,
You fret, shed it all; why do you insist?

Tainted Memories

WHERE THE LIGHT DWELLS 

CAVES OF AURA 

AMBER WAVES

THROUGH THE OBVIOUS

     

  WHORLS OF GLASS                                           YOUR SAVING GRACE